Hi y'all! I'm sorry it took a while for me to upload part 2 I just had a lot of things in my mind. I updated part 1 coz I noticed that there were things missing so you can read back. :)

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(Brittany's POV)

When we got back to their house, her parents were waiting in the living room. Santana told his brother to go to his room and once he did we sat down on the couch facing her parents. No one spoke at first but her parents' thought were so loud it's as if they were talking right to my ear.

"You don't like me" I blurted out and they were surprised, even Santana's reaction were the same. "You don't have to tell me Mr. and Mrs. Lopez, your actions says a lot. But I love your daughter and I hope to marry her one day"

Her mom raised her eye brow then said, "What makes you think we'll ever agree to that? You will never make her happy and the sooner you leave her the better"

"You could have fooled Santana but don't even think you could do the same to us" it was her dad who spoke this time. Santana is really confused right now and I guess I can say that I wasn't really prepared for this. I wasn't planning on telling her yet but the situation is really asking me to do so. Her parents are going to tell her anyway. Before I could say something, Santana finally spoke.

"Why are you acting like this mom, dad? You don't know her yet. Look, I love Brittany and I think I'm old enough to decide who I should be with. Can you please tell me what the problem really is?"

"Santana you're still young, your feelings will still change. Your dad and I really don't have a problem with you dating a girl but please just not her" her mom said and I was a little hurt.

"That's where you're wrong mom. My feelings for Britt will never change" Santana defended.

"Honey, do you even really know her?" her dad asked and Santana quickly said yes. "Do you know everything about her?" he added and Santana nodded.

"Did you know she killed a lot of people already?" her mom suddenly said and I gulped.

"WHAT?!" Santana practically shouted. She looked at me this time then said, "Babe, please tell me they're lying. I mean that is just insane. You wouldn't do that, would you?" tears were falling from her eyes and for the first time in a long time I was speechless. But it's better coming from me than her parents, right? So I took a deep breath, held her hand, looked straight into her eyes and began telling her the truth about who I really am.

"There are some things you still don't know about me. Santana, I'm…I'm not human. I mean, I was but that was a long time ago. I was turned when I was twenty one by Maya. Remember when I went to Germany a few months ago?" She nodded. "I went there to save her and in order to do that, I…I did have to kill some" I paused and waited for her to say something.

"What exactly did you turn into?" she asked.

I sighed heavily. "I'm a vampire; well I'm a hybrid now. It means I'm a vampire, witch and werewolf at the same time." Her jaw dropped when I said that and I saw her moved away a little and I looked down when she did that.

"This is what we are talking about Santana. She's a freaking monster!" her mother said.

Her father followed, "That reason alone is enough for you to stay away from her. We will accompany you back to San Francisco and we will find you a new apartment. As for you Pierce, I will allow you to stay for the night but I want you gone in the morning" With that, her parents left is and went up to their room. When we were finally alone, I took her hand and was glad she didn't pull away.

"How long were you planning to hide this from me Britt?" she asked while still crying.

I held her hand tighter then said, "I'm really sorry for not telling you right away. I just didn't know how to. But I'm still the same Brittany you met on that plane. I love you Santana and I will always love you"

Santana didn't say anything although I hear her thoughts. She was asking a series of questions but can't seem to say it out loud. So to shorten the tension I continued explaining.

"I know you have a lot of questions and I would love to give you an answer. But I'm asking one favor from you Santana. I want you to have an open mind" She nodded.

"As I've said, I'm what they call a hybrid. I just turned into one when we went to Germany. My mother was a witch but my father is human so I was part witch already. I moved to Chicago after I graduated college and on my twenty first birthday, Maya saved me from the burning pub I was in and turned me into a vampire. So since then, even the time we met I'm half witch and half vampire. I told you I'm twenty one because that's the age I was turned but in reality I'm already a hundred and thirty one. My main source of food is human blood but I can survive with just animal blood but please don't get me wrong, not once have I been tempted to feed on you."

There was silence after I confessed to Santana. She was just watching me and finally after several minutes she found her voice back. "I really don't know what to say Britt. I mean, this is all just too much for me to grasp. I'm trying my best to have an open mind about it and understand everything Britt but it will take time. My mind is battling right now. I want to stay away from you simply because of what you are. I mean, I didn't even know they really exist but we created life together Britt. I'm not going to keep you away from our child."

We heard a glass shattering just in time as his father appeared in the living room. "You're pregnant?"

We looked at him right away and I could see him shaking in anger. It's weird that I didn't hear him go down the stairs. This was not how we planned to tell them about the baby but I guess today was meant to be tell-her-the-truth day or something. Mr. Lopez entered the living room obviously trying to stay calm as possible then sat on the couch facing us.

"I wish I just misheard you Santana, but did you just say you're…p…pregnant?"

Santana looked at me then his father and nodded.

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I'm back in San Francisco still trying to contemplate on what happened a week before. After we told Santana's father about the baby and how it happened, I was out of their house in a jiffy. I must've blacked out because I woke up a few hours after in the sidewalk with my stuff. I tried to go back inside but for some reason I couldn't enter anymore. I called Santana but her father answered it and told me to stay away from their family. He also threatened to get rid of the baby if I don't leave, so leaving with no choice; I gathered my things and drove away. I never heard from Santana after that so here I am draining every bottle of alcohol I can get my hands on. Good thing is, it's my own bar which I ordered to be closed so I could do my thing. I've never felt this kind of pain in the last few decades because I never thought I'd feel it again. Santana is my life now and I know she's being protected by her family right now. I still don't understand how I blacked out that night. The last thing I remember was protecting Santana from her father who was about to grab her away from me then nothing. I couldn't remember a thing. So for the last three days since I arrived back, I have been researching about Santana's family. I've ordered my friends to help me out but I haven't heard back from them. |

I've just finished my twentieth bourbon when the door opened and revealed my best friends Puck and a very pregnant Quinn. They approached the bar in which I have stationed myself and Puck magically vanished all the bottles empty and not.

"What the fuck? I owe these shits so you can't stop me from drinking 'em!" I said as I hopped off the chair and fell on the ground.

Quinn picked me up and led me towards another chair. "I get that you were blocked out of Santana's life but Britt you're much better than this"

"Shut up! You don't even know what you're talking about"

"Yes we do. So we're taking you home for you to clean up because we're going somewhere" Puck said as he helped me walk out of the bar and into their car. Quinn locked the place up and after a few minutes we were on the road going to my apartment.

After twenty minutes, we arrived at my place. Puck picked me up and brought me to the bathroom as Quinn got some fresh new clothes out of my closet.

"Take a shower and make it quick. You need to be sober when we get there." So I did as I was told.

Once I was done, I dressed up, fixed myself and went down to the living room where they were waiting.

"Care to tell me now where are we going?" I said to the couple and they just looked at each other. I tried reading their minds but as usual they blocked me off.

"We have information about Santana's family but it is best that right person explains it to you so we're going to leave now"

Without further questions, I grabbed my bag and followed them back to the car. There was silence in the car and because I couldn't read what's on their mind so I was left with nothing to do. Puck kept looking at me through the rear view mirror and I can't help but notice the worry on his face. I patiently wait as to where they're taking me and when I noticed a familiar route I knew exactly where we are going. Another fifteen minutes passed and Puck parked outside a very old mansion. This is where their coven gathers; it was totally invisible to humans just in case. We got out of the car and walked towards the front door where I can see someone I didn't expect to see waiting for us.

"Maya? What are you doing here?"

Maybe this isn't the update you were waiting for or expecting but I'm really having a hard time these past few days. Please bear with my writing.

Cliffhanger? I know. It has a purpose for what's going to happen in the next chapter.

Something wicked this way comes… (I do not own Harry Potter just borrowing this phrase… hehehe)