So, it's been a awhile and I apologize for the delay but I'm finally updating. Well this has been fun and I hope you enjoy the Short chapter. The next Chapter will be the last to this Fic and I'm almost sad to see it , I hope you enjoy this chapter.
Chapter 12: A New Familiar
Santana walk lifelessly through the hallways. She had lost her sense and perception. She had someone; someone who was family. Her grandmother, her father's mother, wanted to get to know her. Her father had tried to make Santana believe that she had no other family.
"Santana," She felt someone hug her from behind. It was Brittany. She looked at the sad look on Santana's face. "What's wrong baby?" Santana forced a smiled.
"No, not as long as I can see your pretty face," Santana said.
"I know something's wrong. Tell me about it sweetheart." Santana got of her girlfriend's arms. She thought about everything that had gone on in the guidance counselor's office.
Santana looked from her grandmother to Sylvia. She didn't know what to say. This woman was her grandmother, her father's mother. She vision became blurry. She got up quickly in a nervous rage. She was completely frustrated. She didn't know what to do.
"I have to go," Santana said. "I have to get out of here." She began to hyperventilate. Her heart began to beat at a rapid pace. She felt as if she was about to pass out. It was a lot to take in all at once. "I can't think straight. She said.
/Santana, just talk to me for a minute./ The woman said. /In private, I just want to explain why I'm showing up now./
/I want to go,/ Santana stumbled out of the office. She got into the hallways and before she realized it. She had begun run. She just had to get away. It could be anywhere just as far away from her grandmother as possible. She ran out to the Football field and hid under the bleachers. She began crying uncontrollably. She couldn't control herself.
After school and cheerio practice, Brittany took Santana to her house knowing the Santana wouldn't want to be alone. She cuddled up in a ball as soon as she lied on Brittany's bed. Brittany gently stroked her hand through Santana's hair.
"Do you want me to get something for you? Anything that you want I'll get it for you." Brittany said trying to comfort the sobbing Latina. She had never seen Santana so emotional. All she wanted was to make Santana feel better but Santana wasn't exactly letting her know how. "Sweetie," She laid down next to her sobbing girlfriend facing her. "Talk to me, I want to help you."
"I don't know." Santana finally said. "I don't know whether to be happy or angry or…" She trailed off.
"How do you feel right now?"
"Confused," Brittany rubbed Santana's arm.
"You know I'm here for you right?" Brittany said trying to help. "If you're confused…I want to help you." Brittany hugged Santana. "You have to tell me how to help you." Santana heard what Brittany was saying and Brittany was right.
"My grandmother came to the school today. Apparently she didn't know that I existed until recently." Santana said. "I don't know what to think about this. I want to be glad I have some family and I want to be happy but part of me doesn't want anything to do her and I don't want to trust her. I mean why has she been out of my life so long?" Brittany listened and took in everything Santana was saying.
"I don't know," Brittany finally intervened. "Maybe, you should listen to what she has to say. She might even have a reason for everything that's going on…just give her a chance. I mean you don't have to but maybe listening to her will help you decide whether or not you want her in your life." Santana looked at Brittany comforting face. She lightly smiled.
"Why do you have to be so damn smart?"
"I'm not that smart." Brittany said.
"You're brilliant to me. You're the smartest person I know. Brittany wiped away Santana's tears. "You're also nice, committed, sexy and everything that's good in this mixed up." She touched the back of Brittany's neck pulling her in for a chaste kiss. /you are my love and my heart. I love you./ Brittany giggled.
"What does that mean?" She questioned not understanding what Santana said. Santana smiled.
"It means this." Santana grabbed Brittany and began kissing her.
Santana walk through Lima Heights Adjacent to talk her grandmother. She was sure Sylvia would be glad to let them talk especially if that met Santana would leave. She walked towards the light color dreary looking house. She had convinced Sylvia to allow her grandmother and her to talk alone in the house though Sylvia only agreed if she was allow to remain there. Santana was reluctant to agree but she knew Sylvia would have no input.
"Here we go," She said to herself. She took a deep breath and deeply inhaled as she stepped through the doors of her foster home. She saw Sylvia and her grandmother seated in front of her. Sylvia smiled blankly trying to build up the courage to say something and remain calm. She nodded and she sat down next Sylvia. They sat in silence for what seemed like hours. They stared at each other in curiosity.
/Santana, I'm glad you agreed to see me./ Her grandmother said.
/I came because I was just curious about you./ Santana said.
/Your birthday is in three days am I right?/ Santana frowned.
/Yes, I'll be seventeen years old./ There was another period of silence. Sylvia seemed like an indifferent bystander as they both thought of what to say. Santana had so many questions some trivial and some important. However one rang out louder than all the others. /Why… did you let me believe that I didn't have any other family./ Santana's grandmother looked at her before answering.
/I found out about you from my son three months ago. Well, I knew about you but your father informed me that you were living with some other relative in Puerto Rico./
/All my mother's family turned me away./
/I realize that now. I guess he finally gathered a conscious and told me that you were in the foster care system./
/You said it took you three months. What took you so long?/
/The foster care system is difficult to navigate especially since you've been state to state and since your father signed you over to the foster care system I had to hire a P.I./
/So why did you want to meet me so bad? Why are you here? Why did you decide to make more life more complicated than it already is?/
/Your father made a huge mistake and from what I understand. You walked him murder that woman and…/ Santana became infuriated.
/That woman was my mother!/ Santana shouted. /And your son brutal beat her to the point that her heart stopped beating. Do you understand that I was horrified?/ Santana yelled. /I wake up some nights and I…I have to keep from scream. Your son, my father, is a murder and an abuser and the cause of all my nightmares!/
/He is sorry,/
/Sorry doesn't cut it! I hate that man and I'm not exactly positive about how to feel about you./ Santana felt Sylvia's hand on hers.
/Calm yourself,/ Sylvia said. Santana reluctantly took a deep breath.
/Why are you here?/ Santana said.
/I realize your upset and I realize that you have so many unanswered questions./
/Yeah, I suppose I do./
/And I just want to let you know that I really want some sort of relationship with you. I want to get to know my only granddaughter. / Santana stared blankly at her grandmother. She didn't know what think. The woman stood up placed a piece of paper with a phone number on it in front of her. /Whenever you're up to it, I want you to call me. I want to get to know you./ She smiled at Santana. /I hope you will call me. Good bye Santana./ She said. Sylvia quickly walked to the door as Santana sat alone thinking and staring at the paper before her.
Santana sat on the porch chair. She zoned out as she reevaluated her life. Maybe her seeing her grandmother again was a good thing. She did want to get to know her own family she felt like she was going back and forth with her emotions. Everything was confusing to her the only thing that seemed to be clear was Brittany. She relished in the fact that she was in love with such an amazing person. Thinking of Brittany was actually relaxing her. Maybe she'd sneak to Brittany's in the middle of the night.
"Hey Kid," She heard a voice taking her out of her thoughts. She turned and saw Sylvia standing in the doorway. "Do you mind if I sit with you?" Santana shook her head no and Sylvia sat next to Santana. Sylvia looked at Santana. "You know, a lot of kids have stayed with me over the years." She said. "None of them were ever as determined as you are. You have some much going for you. I've never seen a family member come looking for their family." Santana actually began listening to Sylvia. "You know, I was a foster kid." Sylvia said.
"Really,"
"Yeah, my parents were refugees from Cuba and wanted to start fresh." Sylvia said. "I was born on U.S. soil but my parents were so scared of being deported back to Cuba that they didn't go through the proper channels to become legal. They were deported back to Cuba when I was 10. Since I was legally American they put me into the foster care system." She thought for a few moments. "My experience in foster care caused me to want to have a safe place for kids to stay until they were legal and I had good intentions when I did this but over the years kids have sort of taken away my faith in what I'm doing but I want you to know that I actually have faith in you. I mean you have a lot going for you."
"Is there a point to this?"
"Well, I can see that you're conflicted about your grandmother and I just want you to know that I'm here for you and even when you turn 18 you can stay here." Santana couldn't help but think that was really decent of Sylvia. Sylvia never played favorites but she could see that the woman was serious. Santana couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you Sylvia," Where the only words Santana could get out. Sylvia nodded and left as Santana contemplated what had just transpired. She lightly smiled. Maybe her life was beginning to change for the better but it had already begun to do that.
So, there you are. I have no Idea when I'll have the Last chapter posted but I swear it won't be months of wait and I'll try not make it take a month. I'm also working on a new Fic which will be posted after the last chapter is posted. I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Please Review, favorite, or Alert.