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"Santana, can I talk to you for a second?"

Today is Sunday. I am supposed to get ready for my first classes tomorrow but I just can't seem to focus on anything but what is going on in Santana's love life. I want to know what happened, I want to know why Brittany seems like she's given up on their perfect relationship. I want to understand.

I just came back home from the grocery store to find Santana is on the living room's balcony smoking a cigarette. "Oh come on Berry, it's just a cigarette. I'm pretty sure that you're enough of a neat freak to have a bottle of Febreeze somewhere so, use that." She says, rolling her eyes.

"That's not what.."

I'm really happy to have Santana as my roommate, she can be a stubborn bitch sometimes but deep down she's a really good person and I feel like we could be friends. I feel like she could confide in me, and not feel the need to insult me every second if… If I stopped being Rachel.

"Santana you can smoke inside I don't mind."

Santana looks surprised, "Do you have a fever or something?"

"No Santana, I don't. I smoke too. Here." I put the grocery bags on the floor and empty my pockets on the coffee table. A pack of cigarette, a couple of coins, a lighter. I grab the pack of cigarette and throw it to the latina who catches it easily. She slowly opens it.

"What happened to you?" Santana is now looking at me like she's scared that I'm about to die.

"I… I'm not Rachel. I know that you didn't forget about the conversation we had on Prom night. And, if we're going to live together I'd like you to be aware of that. And I'd like you to call me Lea if you don't mind." At least that's out.

"Only Rachel can talk that much." Santana says, rolling her eyes again.

"Santana please. I'm fucking tired of not being able to be myself. Please." I say.

Santana looks at me in silence. For a while. Until she slowly opens her mouth. But then she closes it again. She takes a drag off her cigarette and throws it away before entering the apartment. "I remember. But just because you knew about that playlist doesn't mean that I should believe you. It's a pretty crazy story if you ask me, pretty confusing too if I might add." She says as she sits on the couch.

"I know. I'm as confused as you are. I'm… I don't know how to explain it okay? I just woke up in Rachel's life one day and… I started receiving scripts so that I could pretend to be Rachel and… I don't even know why I just…" I sit on the couch next to Santana and take the cigarette pack from her hands. "It's a long and confusing story but I'm here now. I'm here with you, we're living together and I don't want to pretend to be somebody else whilst in my own apartment." I put a cigarette in my mouth and light it up. I close my eyes as I inhale. I knew this conversation wasn't going to be easy, but it had to happen. I'm pretty grateful for the nicotine right now though, it's a great help.

"Okay." Says Santana after a while.

"Okay?"

"Okay. There is only one thing I am 100% sure of in my life and it is that Brittany never lies. She never ever lies. And so I believe her, no matter what she says. I might be wrong but I don't want to be. So I'll believe you." She nods.

"Oh my god thank youuuuu." I say, putting my hand on her knee. What a relief. And what a beautiful thing to say, Santana is such a beautiful person, inside and out. I couldn't have hoped for a better roommate. "What you have with Brittany, it's beautiful. I hope to find the same one day."

Santana shrugs. "It's over though. I ended it last week when I…" Santana lifts her eyes to look at me. "You won't tell anyone about what I tell you right? I mean, if you're not Rachel does that mean that…"

"Look, anything you say is safe with me." I say. "Why did you break up with Brittany?"

"Didn't she tell you? Aren't you guys like best friends now? How do I know that you'll keep what I tell you to yourself huh?" She says, pushing my hand away.

"Santana… You might not think I do but I know you. I've known you for more than three years now and I really care about you. I won't tell Brittany what you tell me, that's not my place."

"Okay this is really freaky but whatever, let's just ignore it and pretend everything is normal." She says on her well known sarcastic tone. "I need to talk to someone anyways and well. Brittany's gone. Hurray me." She adds. "But hey I deserved it right? I mean, I cheated on her."

"Y-You What?"

"I cheated on Brittany. I'm a terrible person. Now the truth's out," She says. Santana looks extremely sad. She suddenly doesn't seem sarcastic at all anymore. And I'm pretty sure I can spot a couple tears. "News Flash! Santana is an asshole everybody!" She starts crying.

Without a word, I wrap my arms around her. It's not I can do something else. I still can't believe Santana cheated, how unexpected is that? Does Brittany know? I mean, I knew that Santana supposedly had someone else but… "It's okay, it happens. You're not an asshole, you made a mistake…"

Santana breaks the hug and wipes off her tears. "Do you know who I cheated on her with?"

"No. Does it really matter Sant-" I start but she cuts me off.

"-I cheated on her with Quinn."