AN: Hey everyone! I'm so unbelievably sorry that I haven't written this story in a while now! But I will try to complete it! and thanks everyone so much for your love and support during this times, it's really brought my spirits up enough to write another chapter (:

I will probably write 3 more chapters after this and then you can tell me if I should make a continuation of Santana's life in the future, or whatnot! Please enjoy this chapter!

Wednesday Night

You're insecure
Don't know what for
You're turning heads when you walk through the door
Don't need make up
To cover up
Being the way that you are is enough

Everyone else in the room can see it
Everyone else but you

Baby you light up my world like nobody else
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed
But when you smile at the ground it aint hard to tell
You don't know
Oh Oh
You don't know you're beautiful

If only you saw what I can see
You'll understand why I want you so desperately
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe
You don't know
Oh oh
You don't know you're beautiful
Oh oh
That what makes you beautiful

Abbey clapped wildly and laughed when I finished with a bow.

It was night of the day I came out. I felt a surge of adrenaline because, one, my girlfriend was there to support me, and two, nobody seemed to be freaked out. Sure there were some surprised looks on peoples faces, but nobody really teased on me. Well, of course not, they were so accepting of Kurt, so why shouldn't they be accepting of me? Maybe they were just scared I would punch their faces in. But overall, I didn't know what I was so scared of in the first place.

I was back with the most amazing girl of all time. She poured some red wine and lit the three candles that were on the living room coffee table. Lasagna and breadsticks were laid on my plate, along with hers. She presented the meal and then sat beside me, our backs to the couch as I skimmed through the Netflix movies. I stopped when I heard a tinging of metal on glass. I looked over and smiled.

"A toast, to my fabulous girlfriend for coming out to all her fellows friends, and peers," Abbey announced and raised her glass to me. I rolled my eyes and clinged my glass against hers. After we were done our meals, we sat on the couch, cuddled up together under the single blanket, beginning to watch Doomsday. I looked over at Abbey and she looked at me and raised an eyebrow. I smiled.

"What? You're making me nervous," She giggled and nudged my shoulder.

"You are just... so beautiful," I confessed, feeling my cheeks burn up. She laughed and kissed my cheek.

"You're beautiful-er," She teased and hid under the blanket. I sighed and dove under the blanket after her. She squeeled and ripped the blanket off our heads. We burst into laughter when we saw that our hair was all messed up and staticy.

She was the most amazing person I've ever been in contact with. She accepted my bitchy attitude, and we shared a common intelligence for music. She was the best girl I've ever laid eyes on.

She then slowly stopped laughing and cupped my cheek. She leaned in and pressed her lips against mine. I pushed her back slightly and added a little more force to our liplock. I felt her warm tongue begging for an entrance, in which I gladly let her explore my mouth. She released me and took in a deep breath when I hovered my fingers across her breast.

"I'm ready, Santana," She closed her eyes and whispered.

I bit my lip, but nodded and placed my hands on her chest, slowly giving a squeeze to her breasts. She pressed her lips together and stroked her fingers over my knuckles. I kept going slowly, squeezing as I inspected her nervous and reacting body. She moved under me and began to unzip my sweater, peeling it off and tossing it onto the floor. I removed her shirt and she let out a sigh when I leaned down and kissed her stomach. I traced my tongue slowly up and down her midsection and then sucked lightly at the skin underneath her breast. She gasped and I felt her leg nervously tense under me. I smiled and kissed the skin.

I sat up and she followed me and began to kiss my lips, pushing me back slightly into the armrest. She paused to removed my tank top, joining the rest of the clothing on the floor. She looked at me and smiled. I grabbed her face and continued to kiss her lips. I loved how soft and easily her lips glided across mine. She stopped just then, keeping her eyes on me, she grabbed the blanket off the back of the couch and laid it flat on the ground, moving the coffee table aside. I raised my eyebrow and smiled. She patted the spot next to her and slowly leaned back onto her side. I crawled off the couch and over to her side. I held her waist and our lips connected once again.

Once we both were fully unclothed, Abbey couldn't help but stare. I chuckled and she watched as my stomach flexed. She smiled and ran her fingers lightly over my flesh. Over my stomach and lower toward my entrance. I bit my lip and watched as she just stared, stroking slowly over the skin where my thigh met my hips. She leaned down and kissed just under my belly button. I closed my eyes lightly and let her lips and tongue penetrate my sensitive skin. She then crawled over to the entrance of my legs and using her gentle touch, slowly pulled my legs apart.

"I'm a bit nervous," I chuckled softly.

She smiled and looked back down. She stroked her thumb in a circular motion on my clitorus and I quickly bit the insides of my cheeks. I took a tiny breath in and then let it out in a rush when I felt her put a little more pressure on the spot.

"Is that good?" She asked in a whisper and leaned forward to kiss just above where her thumb was.

"Yes, baby," I whispered back and snaked my fingers through her dark blond hair.

She removed her thumb and then I felt a warm, moist pressure against my clitorus. I dared to look at her face, full of lust as her eyebrows pulled together in luxury. I moaned when she lapped her tongue against and trailed a little South. I felt my toes curl. The moistness went away and her slender finger stroked up and down against my entrance.

"You ready?" She asked, "I've never done this before, so tell me if I'm hurting you..."

"I'm ready," I whispered and braced myself for was she was capable of.

She inserted a finger slowly and I took a deep breath, feeling the feel of excitement and hunger. It felt like I was in a whole new world, showing my body like this to a girl I loved. Letting her lead. I've never let anyone lead before, but I felt like I can trust Abbey.

"Mmm," I hummed as she added another finger in, slowly easing them in, "Twist your fingers... like that... yes," I hissed and closed my eyes tightly.

I could sence abbey's hesitance as she added a third and final finger. I looked into her eyes and motioned for her to come closer. As she leaned down infront of me and captures my lips in hers, her fingers began to get a mind of their own, speeding up the pace a little more and sometimes lead in the wrong direction, but she got the hang of it.

"Santana..." She whispered onto my lips, "You're so sexy,"

"You are too, baby," I whispered back as she began to nip at my neck, sucking and biting the soft spot. My nerves jumbled and knotted and I let out a louder moan. I spread my legs a little more and rotated my hips into her hand.

This feeling of being so close to her made my heart skip a beat. She began to penetrate deeper, quicker, almost as if she couldn't wait any longer. I couldn't wait any longer either. I needed her.

She leaned down to stroke the area with her tongue, feeling the heat and moist sensation. I threw my head back and gasped when I felt a fourth finger slide in. This was an unusual pained feeling that pulsated through my body just then, almost like I wasn't alive... on cloud 9. I couldn't feel my fingertips, but I could very well feel hers. I wanted to hold her and tell her how much I loved the feeling, until she started to quicken her pace.

I gasped and started to breath heavily. It started to feel good after a while until she pulled out and came up to kiss my lips.

"You okay?" She asked, in a whisper, her breathing a little uneasy.

I nodded and let my body calm down a bit. I stroked her face with the back of my hand and then slowly sat up, my pelvic area a little raw. I held her waist and rested her back against the blanketted floor. I kissed her lips once, and then trailed down to her sharp collar bones, loving the way they stuck out and shadowed a tiny bit on her neck. I held one of her soft, C breasts in my hand and began to kiss the other. She giggled and then moaned when my wet tongue pressed against the flesh. I began to lap at her breast with my tongue, feeling her body twitch under me as she softly moaned and ran her thin fingers through my hair.

I moved my hand under her pelvic area and began to palm her clitorus. The breath caught in her throat as she tried to figure out what just happened. I just chuckled in my head and added a little pressure, rotating my hips as well against hers. She bit her lip and closed her eyes. When I began to lightly suck on her nipple, she arched her back a bit. I would feel her muscle lightly retract from the touch. I took my hand away from her and let go of her chest. Her eyes remained closed, but I knew what I had to do to make her excited. I did a position that I, myself, enjoyed very much. I swung one of my legs perpendicular to her waist, and the other leg remained between her theighs. I rested my pelvic against the soft flesh of her own and began to rotate. Her eyes popped open and she let out a gasp. I smiled at myself and began to flex my buttox muscles, causing her to buck her hips.

"Ugh... Santana," She moaned and then gasped when I hit spot on onto her clitorus.

The sensual feeling brought me to life and I began to use my hands to message her theighs in such a motion that made her whine. I pumped my hips into hers and just listened to the way she called out my name. The moisture finally reacting to this very action.

"Come on baby," I moaned between my teeth, "Cum for me,"

Abbey threw her head back and her eyes squeezed shut. She gripped onto the blanket and gasped.

I stopped moving my hips and looked down at her. She opened her eyes slowly and took in a deep breath.

"I need... a cigarette..." She breathed.

I laughed and leaned down to capture her lips in my own.

That night I sat in me and Abbey's bed and looked at my phone. It was a picture of me and Abbey kissing, one of us at the Lima Bean, and another of her with a hand on my stomach. I sighed and looked down at my increasing size. Though it's already been three months now, I could feel the hardness of my stomach increase. People started to notice a little change in my appearence. Even Blaine kept texting me, asking me if I needed anything.

I haven;t seen Kurt in a while, nor have I heard from him. It's been a few weeks and he wasn't at school for one of them. I was a little curious, so I scrolled through my contacts and found Kurt. I clicked his name, and pressed call.

I waited for the rings as I laid down on the bed and stared at the ceiling. Abbey was at work until 9, and it was only 8:15. My God, I missed her already...

"Hello, Santana," Kurt said in a groggy tone.

"Hey, sleeping beauty, why haven't you called?" I asked, gnawing on the inside of my cheeks.

"Oh... just drama between the parents and stuff..."

My heart skipped a beat and I held my breath.

"You didn't..."

"What? No! No... I wouldn't... well, we should sooner or later... but not right now,"

"No, Kurt, you listen to me," I said, swinging my legs over the side of the bed and pulling my eyebrows together in anger, "Don't you ever tell your parents! Ever! All parents seem to have a connection with each other, and the last thing I need is to have my Abuela spooning out my eyes with a fork because i fucked up and got pregnant!"

Kurt didn't speak, but I heard a long, outstretched sigh across the line. I shook my head slowly and rolled my eyes.

"What are you doing right now? Can you come over?"

"Santana, it's a Wednesday," Kurt whined.

"I wanted you to meet Abbey..." I said slowly, "She's been dying to meet you,"

Again, nothing. Kurt clicked his tongue and then sighed again.

"Fine, but only for like an hour. My parents are out and Finn's at Rachel's, so you're lucky," Kurt said.

"Great, you know the address right?"

"Yeah, I have it on my phone," Kurt said.

I nodded and hung up. I sat there and awaited for the doorbell to ring. Either by the love of my life, or Kurt. I felt so alone and as I sat there, unmoved, stroking my stomach, I felt a nervousness wash over me. I paused and held my breath when I heard something fall. I quickly spun around to see what fell and when I saw nothing, I slowly got up from the bed and walked over to Abbey's side of the bed. Her night table was very unorganized and messy. I looked around for any presence, and when I saw none, I opened the top drawer of her dresser. I chuckled when I saw a hot pink toy peaking its way out of a few envelopes.

Envelopes? I raised and eyebrow and picked one up. I examined the name. Drake Larky. I pressed my lips together. This letter was sent all the way from the UK. And it was already opened. I know it was wrong to snoop through other people's stuff, but it was just mere curiosity. As I slid the top of the envelope open, a hand-written message was inside. I narrowed my eyes and licked my lips nervously as I took it out to get a better look at it.

Dearest, Abbey,

I know I haven't written to you in a while now, but I just wanted to say tha-

The doorbell rang and I quickly shoved the letter back in the envelope and stuck it in the drawer. Closing the drawer quickly and sprinting towards the door. I stopped in front of it and took a few calming breathes. It wasn't Abbey, because she would've had a key on her. I opened the door and smiled when I saw a messy Kurt at the foot of the door. He gave a curt nod as I moved out of the way and let him inside.

"Welcome to the Maya/Lopez home," I welcomed Kurt, closing and locking the door behind him.

"Nice, very nice," He nodded slowly as he looked around, his un-plastered hair soft and bouncy, "An nice choice in art display. Me likey,"

I smiled and gave him the short tour. I made us both tea and we sat in the dining room.

"So where's this Abbey? From what I saw at glee club today, she seems very outgoing, but I can;t help to think that she's going to be some big stoner," Kurt fanned his hand in front of his face.

"Sorry, she doesn't like smoking outside, and no, she's not a stoner," Santana laughed and sipped her tea.

"So when do you think she'll be here?"

I glanced at the clock. It was 20 minutes after 9 and frowned.

"Yeah, she's a bit late," I mumbled to myself and picked my phone up from the coffee table. I looked up her name and pressed call.

I put the speaker to my ear and looked at Kurt. He smiled and I smiled as well until I heard a click.

"Hey, Ab-" I paused when I heard heavy breathing. My eyebrows pulled together in confusion. I put the phone on speaker and Kurt slowly got up from the couch and walked over to my side.

"Abbey?" I called into the phone.

"Oh... hey doll!" She exclaimed.

"What's going on, honey?" I asked, looking at Kurt.

"Umm... the shift took a little longer then planned... I'll be home in 12," Abbey said.

"Abbey, hang up the phone," A male voice demanded.

"What's going on, Abbey?" I asked, getting a little angry at the way this phone call was beginning to sound.

"Baby, I got to go. I promise I'll be home soon!" She said, and then I heard a click.

My jaw dropped as Kurt bit his bottom lip. I chuckled nervously and ran a hand down my face.

"I can not believe she would do this to me..."

"Santana, I think you're overreacting," Kurt said, putting his hands on my shoulders.

"Did you not hear that heavy breathing? And that voice? Who's voice was that, Kurt? Cuz it sure as hell didn't sound like mine," I shook my head and pulled away from Kurt, "I can't believe she's cheating on me!"

"I doubt that's what she was doing," Kurt shook his head and stamped his foot, "Dammit, Santana! Why are you like that?"

I looked over at Kurt and narrowed my eyebrows. But he was right. I always overlooked things... I pressed my lips together and sighed. I walked over to the couch and sat down. Kurt sat down next to me and I rested my head on his shoulder.

"It's going to be hard, Santana," Kurt whispered, stroking my dark hair with his soft hands, "You just have to trust Abbey,"

"I trust you," I whispered and pulled my head away to look at Kurt's face.

He looked into my eyes and pushed my hair back from my face. I leaned my lips close to his and connected our flesh together, tasting his bittersweet lips against mine.

AN: Again! Thank you all for reviewing and I hope to hear from you in the future! Tell me what you think about this story so far (: