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Listen to Lady GaGa's song: "Speechless" it's a perfect song for this chapter. It's a great song!
I don't own anything Glee or Lady GaGa.
I can't believe what you said to me
Last night when we were alone
You threw your hands up
Baby you gave up, you gave up
Brittany laid in bed heartbroken, staring up at the ceiling unable to move. This was truly the worst day in her life up to this point.
I'll never talk again
Oh boy you've left me speechless
You've left me speechless, so speechless
Brittany picked up her cell phone, and typed a text message to Santana.
I really liked you
Brittany lay in her bed stock-still, awaiting a message back.
Nothing.
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Santana pulled into her driveway, sitting in the driver's seat of her car. She never pictured tonight ending the way it did.
She remembered losing her best friend like it was yesterday.
"What do you mean she's dead!" Santana cried, collapsing against her Mother.
"I'm so sorry, sweetie." Ella Lopez whispered.
Santana's best friend at the time Lauren was a victim of child abuse. They were in middle school, 7th grade. Santana had seen the bruises and cuts on Lauren's fragile body. After a while she had questioned what was going on. Lauren always had the same array of excuses. Santana was a smart girl and she picked up quickly. Eventually Lauren broke down and told her. She pleaded for Santana not to tell anyone. For a while Santana let it go and kept tabs on Laurens physical appearance.
Things took a turn for the worst, Laurens Dad found out by reading her diary that she had a crush on Santana. The beatings got worse, Santana begged Lauren to tell someone. She couldn't stand by and watch her friend deteriote any longer. She took matters into her own hands and told her parents. Felix and Ella contacted child services. Santana called Lauren to tell her she had turned her Father in and things would soon be better.
Laurens Dad kept close tabs on her and overheard the conversation she and Santana were having on the phone by eavesdropping on the other line.
The next thing Santana heard was the phone slamming to the ground and screaming.
Santana panicked and called 911.
It was too late. By the time the police had arrived Lauren was beaten to death and her Father had taken his own life.
Santana felt responsible for the death of her best friend Lauren.
Any other teenager wouldn't have walked away from Brittany. Santana wasn't a normal teenager. She had liked Brittany a lot. She couldn't watch another best friend lose her life.
Maybe that was a big conclusion for Santana to jump to. She didn't want to chance it. She liked Brittany the most out of anyone that had come into her life.
She thought if Brittany came to live with her family for a little while she could at least protect her from her family there.
A beep came from Santana's phone, she opened the text message she received.
Britt: I really liked you
That message pulled at Santana's heart and she burst into tears on her steering wheel, leaning her head against the cool leather.
It took everything in Santana not to write back to Brittany. It took everything for her not to turn her car on and turn right back around to Brittany's house.
You need to do this to protect yourself and to protect Brittany.
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Brittany couldn't sit there any good was she doing by sitting like a lump on her bed?
She needed to do something about this. Santana wasn't responding. She couldn't lose her.
The dancer hurried down the stairs, grabbed her purse and headed to the front door.
"Where the fuck do you think you are going?" Paul sneered approaching out of the darkened kitchen causing Brittany to jump out of her skin.
"Wow, Paul. Nice language. The savior wouldn't be too happy to hear such devilish words." Brittany quipped back sarcastically.
"Wanna get smacked again?" Paul snorted sarcastically.
"I'm not scared of you, let me go out and I will go to EFY and pursue all of your dreams. Bishop wouldn't be too happy to hear that you beat around your daughter and swore all in the same night." Brittany said in a matter of fact tone, walking out of the door. Paul didn't go after her, so she guessed that meant a yes.
Brittany hopped in her car and headed to Santana's house.
