CHAPTER 10
"Where are you going?" Rachel's voice echoes in the kitchen when she sees me. I shrug my shoulders, ignoring her. "Seriously Santana? Where are you going?" she repeats.
I roll my eyes as she stands in front of me, making it difficult to get past her.
"None of your business, Rachel." I said, ignoring her stare.
"It is my business! Quinn will be here in a minute and-"
I cut her off, pushing her shoulders lightly as I walk past her. "She doesn't want me around so I'm gonna go."
"What? Why?" Rachel squeaks as she follows me behind. "I thought you two are okay now?"
"We're okay." I said simply.
"Did you had a fight with her? Oh my god! Santana! What did you do this time?" Rachel said, practically shouting.
I sit back on the couch and close my eyes for a second. "I haven't done anything wrong. We just kissed and-"
"What? You kissed her?" Rachel said, her voice seems excited.
I roll my eyes, "It was for a scene okay? The actress was nowhere in sight so they forced me to replaced her. Apparently, I look like Quinn's love interest. And then, Quinn and I did the kissing scene." I close my eyes again as I remembered the kiss we shared this morning.
I have to admit. It was mind-blowing. I lost control all over again. I lose all my control when it comes to her, damn it!
"Oh my god! You kissed her! That is something!" Rachel exclaimed.
I scoff. "She wasn't okay with it."
"Why? She's in love with you, Santana. I thought I told you about that already?"
I stand up again, "She moved on. Her feelings for me before apparently faded already."
"She told you that?" Rachel asks, her face looks worried.
"Yeah. She honestly told me that." Then I walk towards the door. "I need to go. She wasn't going to accept your dinner invitation so I told her that I'm going out. I don't want your disappointed face haunting me for the rest of the day."
"Oh Santana. You shouldn't have done that. I planned this dinner thing for the both of you." Rachel said, her smile fades.
"I know." I said softly.
Quinn. Quinn. Quinn.
My stupid brain can't stop thinking about her.
I can't fall for her. Never.
She broke my best friend's heart. She made Tina fall in love with her then dumped her. I witnessed that. I was there. I was also there when Tina tried to kill herself. I hated her so much that my best friend had to leave the country and leave me alone. My parents died in a car accident when I was a child, so Tina is all I have at that very moment. But she left me too. And it was all because of one Quinn Fabray. Yeah, she told me she was sorry about Tina. But I just can't forget the look on Quinn's face when she broke Tina's heart.
And now? Am I repeating history? I sincerely hope not.
So why am I thinking of her now? Oh yeah right, because we kissed. And the kiss was incredible. There was no tinge of lust, unlike our previous kisses. That one was different, and I have to tell myself that it was just a scene.
It. Was. Just. A. Scene.
So stop thinking about it! Damn it!
I gave her what she wants 2 years ago by fucking her. Now she's done with me. But I can't believe she fell in love with me. That is just stupid. I don't believe her. She just wants me to feel guilty.
And maybe this 'ignoring-me-thing' is just one of her tactics to make me chase her. No, I won't do that! Never!
But wait a minute, oh shit! I tried to kiss her in her kitchen. Oh my god! I might be playing inside her fucking games!
She really wants me to chase her. And then if I did, she wins again.
"Hey gorgeous… Can I buy you a drink?"
I turn around, and roll my eyes at the intruder. My cousin. No other than Orthopedic Surgeon Extraordinaire Dr. Calliope Torres.
She flashes me her megawatt smile.
I roll my eyes again.
"Stop that eye rolling thing, Santana." she scoffed.
"Oh come on, you two. Cut it out." Arizona's figure came into view. My cousin's wife. "Oh hi Santana. You look absolutely gorgeous as always." She said as she kisses my cheek.
I smile widely at her. I like her for my cousin. They look perfect together.
"So, Arizona can make you smile like that but I can't?" Callie said as she slaps my shoulder. "You really have a thing for blondes."
"If I smiled at you, then you will make me crazy again by setting me up on blind dates which I hated. So yeah, I don't want to show my happy mood at you, Cal." I said, ignoring her last statement, which made Arizona chuckle.
"Santana's right, Calliope. Your blind date set ups really sucks." Arizona said, earning a glare from my cousin.
"They don't suck okay? You are just snobbish that's why your dates ended horribly." Callie said as she inspects her manicured fingers.
I shrug my shoulders. Well, that was true. I don't talk much so my dates got bored with me every single time. Well, I don't do blind dates, but Callie forced me to anyway.
"Come on, Santana. It's been like a year since I set you up on a date. Get over it already." Callie continued.
"It's been a year because I've been avoiding you ever since." I murmured drunkenly.
Arizona chuckles. "You two are really cute, you know that?"
"Oh please."
"No way."
Callie and I said in unison. Then we both laugh at each other.
"Hey seriously, why are you getting drunk here all alone?" Callie said in a serious tone. "Something happened?"
"Nothing." I denied. "I just want to have fun." I don't want them to know that I have this thing for, you-know-who.
"Alone?" Arizona asks.
"Well you're both here so technically I'm not alone anymore." I said.
"Smart ass." Arizona said, crossing her arms in the process.
"Dr. Torres!"
Callie and Arizona turn around to look at the person who called my cousin.
"I need to go to the bathroom." I said, turning around then bumping into someone, causing me to spill my drink on the stranger's top.
"Hey! Watch out!" An angry fair-skin brunette faces me as she wipes herself. I think she was the one who called my cousin.
"I'm sorry." I said half-heartedly. I'm drunk. And my head is spinning.
"What is wrong with you? Can you at least say sorry in a nice way?!" she said angrily.
"Sorry." I said. "Satisfied now?" I roll my eyes.
"No!" she yells. "You're kind'da rude."
Callie clears her throat. "I'm sorry for her behalf, little Grey."
"You know her?" the stranger with an annoying voice asks.
"She is my cousin. And she's a little drunk so…" Callie trailed off as she looks at me.
I cleared my throat too. I don't want to be a bitch to Callie's friends. And Arizona is giving me a death glare right now. "I'm sorry." I said sincerely.
She looks at me with wide eyes.
I scrunch my eyebrows at her.
"You are Santana Lopez? April Kepner's horrible date?" she said.
I furrow my eyebrows. Horrible? Me?
"Oh god! Lexie!" Callie said in a high tone.
"Oh sorry. I didn't mean to." she said to me.
"Who is April Kepner?" I ask her.
Arizona chuckles.
Callie grabs Lexie's wrist and pulls her away from me.
Whatever.
I went straight to the bathroom with my head spinning.
"Hey, wake up!"
"Wake up!"
"Santana!"
I half-open my eyes to see the owner of the annoying voice that makes my head explode.
"Oh god! Thank god, you're awake!"
Then she guides me to stand up. I let my eyes wander. I am inside the restroom. What am I doing here?
"You hit your head. You're bleeding!" she said in a higher than usual tone.
"Tone down your voice please." I said, narrowing my eyes at her.
"I'm sorry." she said while inspecting my forehead. "We need to go to the hospital."
I move away from her. "Oh no no no! No hospital." I said. I don't want to end up in a freaking hospital. "I'm fine. Where's Callie and Arizona?"
"They need to go back to the hospital." she inspects my forehead again. "It's just a cut. I can fix this."
"I'm okay. I just need to go home now." I said, walking past her.
"You can't drive. You're drunk." she pointed out, following me.
"I can take care of myself."
"Let me take care of that first." she insisted.
"I'm fine." I said, rolling my eyes.
"Or I might just have to call Dr. Torres and-"
I look back at her. "No! I don't want her to worry about me."
"Then let me help you. I'll keep my mouth shut if you let me help you." she said, smiling at me.
I have to admit she's cute smiling like that. "Fine!" I finally said.
I open my eyes slowly in an unfamiliar territory. Where am I?
This isn't my room and my bed. I reluctantly look at myself and I'm so glad I'm not naked.
"You're awake."
I sit back on the bed. "Who are you? Why am I here?"
"Should I be upset that you don't remember me?" she said, smiling.
I furrow my eyebrows.
"Okay. You were drunk so I forgive you." she chuckles. "I am Dr. Lexie Grey. I work with your cousin, Dr. Torres. We met last night. You were drunk and you passed out inside the bathroom of the bar. You hit your head so I took care of it because you don't want to go to the hospital and you also don't want to tell about this to your cousin."
I touch my forehead. Now I remember.
"So you're really drunk and you passed out again so I let you sleep on my bed." she continues.
"Thank you." I genuinely said.
"Now, you can eat your breakfast." she said cheerfully.
"Thank you for this, Lexie." I said "What time is it?" I ask her as I start drinking my coffee.
"9 AM." she said.
I choke my coffee. "Oh my god! I'm late!" I stand up.
"Where are you going?"
"I should have been there at 7 AM. She's gonna kill me. Artie is going to definitely kill me." I said, rushing. Oh god. I smell like crap. "Can I use your bathroom?"
"Okay." she said.
I went straight to her bathroom. Then I came back into the room again, moving in front of her. "Can you lend me clothes?" I said shyly.
She smiled at me. "Sure."
"Thanks."
Lexie insisted to drive me towards Quinn's house. She lend me her clothes which I'm very grateful at.
"That shirt looks good on you." she said while driving.
"Thanks for letting me borrow it." I said, giving her a glance.
"So, what exactly is your job?" she asks.
"I'm a mechanic."
"Really?" she asks, her eyes wide.
"Hey, eyes on the road." I said, giving her a fake glare.
"Oh yeah, sorry." she chuckles.
"But right now, I substitute for my friend because he's having a chicken pox so I took over. I'm a driver bodyguard for this one celebrity."
"Oh my god, really!" she exclaims.
"Yup. Now I think my boss will be pissed at me because I'm so late." I said, Quinn will really be pissed. "That's her house."
Lexie parks the car in front of Quinn's. "Can I see your boss?" she asks, smiling widely at me.
I roll my eyes. "Suit yourself." Then I step out of the car.
The door opens wide and a very worried Quinn came into view.
"Santana! Where the fuck did you go? Rachel called me and she said you didn't come home last night! I was so w- Who is she?" her expression changes immediately. "Is she your date? You stayed with her that's why your late?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry for being late, Quinn. I was drunk and Lexie-" I tried to explain but she cuts me off.
"I don't need to know the details, Santana." she snaps angrily.
"Hi. I'm Lexie Grey. Nice to meet you." Lexie said, offering her hand.
Quinn just looks at her, she didn't offer her hand to Lexie. I furrow my eyebrows at her. That was just rude.
"We need to go. I am already late." Quinn said, walking past us.
"I'm sorry." I softly said to Lexie.
"It's okay. She's your boss. She's mad because your late right?"
I nod my head.
"She's not jealous of me?"
"No." I said quickly.
"I think she is."
I shake my head.
"You like her?" she asks.
"Lexie…" I warned. I don't want this conversation right now. Quinn isn't jealous. Why would she?
"Santana!" Quinn yells. She is already in front of her car. She looks impatient.
As soon as Quinn hands me the key, I open the car door for her.
She has this unreadable expression in her face.
"I'm sorry." I said softly.
She didn't answer as she steps inside the backseat of her car.
"Santana!" Lexie called.
"I need to go." I said to her.
"You like her." she said matter-of-factly.
"No. I don't."
"Wanna make her jealous?"
"What?"
Before I could register in my mind what she said, she cups my nape and kiss me straight into my lips. My lips are unmoving because I was shocked.
"Kiss me back. She's watching us." Lexie murmured against my lips.
Quinn is watching us?
Right. I need to show her that I'm not into her too.
I wrap my arms around Lexie's waist as I pull her against me. Lexie moan against my mouth. She opens her mouth for me and before our tongues collide against each other, a loud car horn pulls us apart.
Lexie breathes heavily. She licks her lips. "She's definitely jealous." she said, smiling. "Now go."
I look at Lexie's swollen lips as she smiles at me.
"Thanks. For everything. I'll see you some other time?" I said.
Lexie's eyes widen.
"For the clothes? I need to give you back your clothes." I said clearly.
"Oh." she said, she looks disappointed though. "Okay."
"Thanks again."
"You really need to do that? Haven't you had enough already?" Quinn snaps at me as soon as I step inside her car.
"I'm sorry." I said softly. My head still aches; I don't have the energy to fight with her.
"Rachel was so worried about you!" she said again.
Oh right Rachel! I haven't told her. Oh fuck. My phone! "I might have left my phone on her bed."
"You really need to say that out loud? You're disgusting!" she screams at me.
I said, as I press the brake. "What?! What did you call me?" I said, my eyes narrowing at her as I look at her on the rearview mirror.
"Just! goddammit! I'm sorry. Just start the car. I'm really late for the filming." she said, avoiding my eyes.
"Quinn. Wait up." I called, trying to catch her steps.
"What?!" she snaps.
"I need this job for Puck's sake. Please don't let Artie fire me."
She looks at me. "For Puck's sake, I won't let him fire you. But I hope this won't happen again."
"I promise." I said.
She nod her head and walks away from me.
"Quinn." I called again.
She stops and looks at me. "We're at work Santana. Call me Ms. Fabray." she walks away again.
"Oh. Right. Sorry. It won't happened again Ms. Fabray." I spit out.
I just witnessed the real HER.
This is the real Quinn Fabray.