chapter 21! I couldn't think of a better way to start of my Christmas break than with a new chapter(: hope you all enjoy it!
Thank you all for the wonderful reviews for the last chapter! They made me all warm inside. lol
I apologize ahead of time for any mistakes.
"Antonio is here" Santana whispered accidently, but she didn't like saying his name out load. It was like an omen.
"I know I saw him." Brittany rolled her eyes. "Did he do something?"
"He was in here" Santana dropped her eyes again not wanting to look at the blue orbs. They made her feel guilty.
"He was in here? With you?" Brittany's voice rose a little louder.
Santana nodded. "He, Uhh, - he uh- zipped up my dress." Her voice was low and hollow.
Brittany quickly spun her girlfriend around the see the zipper started right above her butt. To low for Antonio's hands to touch.
"Did he touch you?" Brittany asked narrowing her eyes focusing on the low cut zip that molded perfectly into the curve of her girlfriends back. A strange indescribable nervous itch surged thought her body. The fair blonde hair stuck up like pins on the back of her neck as she awaited Santana's answer.
Silky black hair tumbled forward on one side of Santana's shoulder as she shook her head up and down nodding. She looked to the ground not wanting to see the hurt and anger on Brittany's face. "Brit its-"
"Oh my- Nina" Eva intruded through the door holding her hand over her mouth. No words could describe the sight before her. She had never seen anything so beautiful.
Brittany cleared her throat quickly trying to ease the tensed expression on her face, as she put a few feet of space between her and Santana so Eva could get a clear view of her daughter.
Santana turned around to face her mother, putting on the fakest smile she could, even though she felt so unmasked at this moment.
"Nina- that dress!" Rosa gushed. Her eyes beamed with adoration while she made her way into the dressing room behind her sister.
Behind Rosa was Antonio.
"Nina! You are so beautiful! You look like a princess. You know what scratch that a Queen!"Rosa snapped her fingers to make her point. She made her way onto the platform standing next to Santana, still admiring her though the large mirror.
"Baby, you look absolutely stunning!" It was Eva's turn to rave. "I can only imagine how amazing you'll look on the day of the wedding" Eva grinned pressing her cheeks up against her daughters making Santana smile slightly.
Santana tried her best to focus on the compliments her mother and aunt were giving her but her eyes slowly drifted, looking at Brittany who was standing to the side. Who's arms were crossed and her eyes were fixed on Antonio.
It took everything in the blonde to calm her nerves and not jump across the room and beat Antonio's face in. She had never felt such disgust for one person. There was just something about his smug, perfect, chiseled face that Brittany hated with all her might.
Blue eyes followed Antonio while he made his way up behind the three Latino women. " Santana you really do look like a queen" a stupid smile played on his lips. Probably because he knew he was saying all the right words to wrap Eva even tighter around his finger.
"Thanks" Santana replied looking at Brittany though the mirror. Her brown eyes locked with safe blue ones.
The dancer didn't know how, but by the look on Santana's face she knew her girlfriend was calling her over. To be near her.
"You look beyond amazing" Brittany complimented moving across the room to join where everyone stood. She didn't try to overdue her compliment or outshine what everyone else said she just spoke how she felt. Her smooth voice helped calm the Latina down. She placed herself behind Santana beside Antonio who was behind Eva. "You do look like a princess. I guess that makes you my princess huh? "
A soft hand collided with Santana's. She instantly knew it was Brittany's from the soft milky texture and slender fingers that wrapped around her own.
"I guess it does huh?" Santana giggled leaning into Brittany's front as the blonde squeezed her hands.
Eva grinned also leaning back into Antonio as she watched the cute moment between her daughter and her girlfriend, but Antonio's face was tensed and angry. His jaw bulged from him biting down so hard. If he but any harder he might have drew blood.
"I really do love this dress, but it's a bit pricey to spend on a brides maids dress I'll never wear again" Santana looked down at the dress then to the mirror to look at Antonio.
"don't think twice about the price, you look beautiful. That's all that matters" the stupid smug smile crossed Antonio's face again. His strong arms wrapped around Eva's tiny waist. His eyes stay focused on Santana.
Brittany felt the tan hand squeeze her hand harder as Antonio's eyes burned deeper into the Latinas skin. "I guess your right" Santana held on tighter to the dancers hand for support. "I like this dress, but something doesn't feel right." She inhaled deeply making sure her voice didn't shake. "Can you see what I mean? Something is off, way off, even though it's not obvious at first." She spoke slowly making sure Antonio would catch on. Brittany followed Santana's gaze in the mirror to see she was staring directly at Antonio.
"Oh, hmm let's see" Eva began to mess with the pearls that were embroider onto the shoulder of the dress.
"You know, it's just because you're not used to wearing anything this nice." Antonio shrugged. If she could play this game. So could he. "you said so yourself. But you deserve it Santana, and I want you to have it. I want you to have whatever your heart desires." he finished off with his perfect white smile that Brittany wished she could knock out every single perfect white tooth.
"you got used to it. She'll get used to it to." He turned to face his fiancé talking to her like Santana wasn't in the room. Before Eva met Antonio, yea, she dressed nice but nothing compared to the clothes she wore now. Every day she wore a different designer. From Gucci, to Prada, channel, Michael Kors, Christian Dior, YSL, the list could go on forever. Basically if it was expensive and designer brand, you could find it in Eva's closet.
"Will you look at this family? This is how I always wanted my life to be." Eva's hazel eyes beamed with joy.
The reflection looking back at them was perfect. Mad perfect. If there was ever a more perfect Kodak moment this was it. On the outside they looked like a picture perfect family. But deep down on the inside trouble was brewing. Santana and Brittany knew it. It was just a matter of time before someone was exposed.
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"Wait, he what!" Quinn shrieked while her eyes bulged as she took in the new information her friend was telling her.
"Shut the hell up Q!" Santana hissed quietly not wanting to draw attention from the customers. "Can you keep it down" Santana lowered her hand to show Quinn her voice was at a ten when it needed to be at a two. They seemed to always have these heated discussion about Antonio whenever they were at work.
Quinn leaned in closer but her voice was still at like a six "it's hard to be calm when you tell me Antonio put his hands on your semi-clad body, uninvited, unannounced!"
"I needed help, and he just happened to be there." Santana shrugged even though she knew that wasn't the case.
Quinn shook her head not understanding. One minute Santana has a creepy feeling about the guy and the next minute she's defending him. "you know just a couple of nights ago you had the icky factor about all of this."
Santana rolled her eyes. It was hard to explain what was going on in her mind. Her thoughts were everywhere. "I do, then I don't." she started to explain. "one minute I think the guy is sleazier than a Ke$ha song and I want to kick him in the balls, and the next minute I think I'm paranoid and I should just get over myself." Santana's ego was always huge and she knew this. She was hot who wouldn't want a piece of that ass but maybe this was the point in her life where she needs to realize the world didn't revolve around Santana Lopez. Not every person who looked at her wanted her.
"Once again. Dressing room. Alone. Zipper." Quinn pointed out the keywords using her fingers to count them off.
"would you let your mother marry someone that hit on you? Or didn't exactly hit on you but made you think he wanted to hit on you?" Santana wrecked her brain trying to find the right words to explain. "0r made you think you were giving off hit-on-me vibes even though that's the last thing you would want to do. I don't know. Maybe I should just stay out of the way"
"Okay stop. You're making me dizzy" Quinn waved her hands trying to process what Santana just said. "How can you not be sure?"
"instantly I knew I had a crush on Brittany. Okay, mean I was locked in before she even said hey" Santana smiled thinking about that day in the park. "but this guy- Antonio's- he's way out of my league." Her smile faltered.
"Mmhmmm. But he's not out of your mothers. I means she's a cop right? She- she arrest bad guys for a living. So she would know a sleaze when she sees one, especially when she dates one, kisses one, decides to marry one."
Santana shook her head. "I mean my mom dumped me on my dad like was dirty laundry. She gets on my last nerve but that doesn't mean I want her to marry this sleezeball that doesn't deserve her." Sure she had her ups and down with her mother but at the end of the day that was still her mother. Ever since that talk with Brittany, Santana tried to see the good in everything her mom did. "do you really think he could do it? I mean say 'I do' to my mom?" it seemed the lowest of low, and no one would stoop that low right?
"and then try to put the moves on his daughter to be?" Quinn asked quickly. " you know what your right. So let's just go back to the stay-out-of-his-way plan."
Santana huffed running a hand thought her hair "Ugh, that would be easy. I'm not 18 yet so my mom still has custody"
Quinn sighed as she also rain a hand thought her blonde hair. And that's when it hit her. "You know what, I have a plan." she tapped her chin with her finger as the plan pieced itself together in her mind. "tell Brittany to meet us here a nine" a mischievous grin crossed the blondes face.
Santana rose a suspicious eyebrow "But we close at nine."
"exactly" Quinn bit her still piecing things together in her mind as she began to walk away.
"Why? What are we doing?" Santana asked confused looking at the back of a retreating Quinn.
"Just do what I said and call Brittany and I'll go call puck!"
"puck?" Santana whispered to herself. Only lord knows what she had just gotten herself into.
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The time flew by way to fast for Santana. Usually she would be itching to get off from work, but not tonight.
Santana made her way into the main part of the store where she heard hushed whispers and voices. When she turned to corner she saw Puck, Quinn, Mercedes, and Brittany all huddled around the white marble front counter.
"What's going on?" Santana questioned moving closer to the group.
"I was just asking Mercedes here if she thought Antonio was leaning more step - daddy - to be or 'come to papa?'" Quinn gestured toward the darker girl.
Santana's felt her jaw drop "You told her! " she couldn't believe Quinn. It's not that she didn't trust Mercedes. She just didn't want drag another person into all this mess. I guess you could say Mercedes was Santana's second friend she made when she moved to Manhattan. They met when Quinn asked Santana started working at Fabray's alone with Quinn and Mercedes. Both of their divaesque attitudes caused them clash every now and again, but Mercedes was always trust worthy and would give you her honest opinion no matter what.
"I just think we need to get another opinion on this before we put this plan into full affect" Quinn tried to calm Santana down.
"Yea, Quinn didn't tell her everything." Brittany added standing up to make her way over to Santana. A weak smile crossed her face. "I mean hearing one more opinion won't hurt." she rubbed Santana's arm softly.
Santana knew he messed up as soon as she starred into those crystal blue eyes. "Fine" Santana sighed giving in.
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Twenty Minutes later Santana had told every detail of every incident that happened between her and Antonio. It was slalom easier since she had Brittany there with her who held her hand every second as she explained what happened.
"So, what's the verdict?" Quinn asked as she watched Mercedes think long and hard.
"did all this start bugging you before or after your break up with Kalli?" Mercedes asked simply.
Santana's face scrunched at the sudden question. She looked at Brittany who simply shrugged not getting the importance of the question either. " I Uhh- I guess afterwards. "wait, how did you know about that?"
" I'm friends with Kalli, I've seen how upset she's been lately." that night at the party probably didn't make her feel any better.
Santana eyes drifted downward; sometimes she caught herself still feeling guilty about the situation. She should though right.
"ok, so what does Kalli have to do with whether or not Antonio has got the hots for her or not?" Brittany shuffled still stroking the back of Santana's hand.
Mercedes sighed. "well after a break up your sad, lonely, confused. I mean, we've all been there"
The group nodded.
"The things with Santana's step dad to be started right after her break up. I mean all of a sudden Kalli's gone, there's a big hole in your life, and then Antonio comes along."
"Gross!" Santana felt like she was about the throw up. "first of all I'm with britt, and I'm beyond happy with her" Santana squeezed the girls hand for reassurance "and second of all I'm a lesbian! Which means I don't want whatever Antonio has!" Santana voice rose in agitation.
"it was just a theory!" Mercedes threw her hands up in defense.
"Jam the theory." Puck interrupted. "Do you think the guy is creepy or not?" he jumped straight to the point.
Mercedes tapped her nails against the counter before she spoke up again. "Not. Definitely not. He sounds charming. The perfect gentleman." She shrugged/
"Oh my gosh, I really am fucked up" Santana dropped her head onto the counter. "if he's not the freak, I am" she mumbled against the white marble.
"You are not a freak" Brittany brushed back the Latina's fallen hair before she lifted her head slowly to look at her face. "you're not a freak for thinking some guy was coming on to you." she used her thumbs to stroke Santana cheeks. "I've seen the way he looks at you. I don't think you're making this up. Well find a way to deal with this." Brittany pulled Santana's head towards hers so their foreheads were resting against each other. She hated what the man was putting her girlfriend through.
Santana's felt safe as this moment. When she could feel Brittany's warm breathe against her skin.
"I should have just kept my big mouth shut" she mumbled her forehead still touching with Brittany's. " I'm making nothing out of something, and I'm sure this will all blow over and we'll all laugh at this someday"
Quinn pulled Santana's arm spinning her around to meet her face "I'm not laughing. " Quinn was dead serious about this. "Puck, honey are you laughing?" Quinn turned around to see pucks expression matched her own. "Santana this is too big to not have real proof" Quinn bent her head trying to catch the Latina's gaze.
"You know what I've got and even better idea" Pucks voice came from behind.
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"I can't believe I'm doing this" Santana huffed as she helped Brittany push one of the clothing tables up against the wall.
"You know you don't have to if you don't want to" Brittany sighed looking at her girlfriend.
"it's your decision Santana" Mercedes yelled across the store as she helped Quinn move a shelf that held jewelry across the floor.
"I know. I just can't believe I'm about to play baby goat tied to the tree to lure the lion out the cave." Santana used her hand to toss her hair to one side.
"Well if you're wrong about him then you'll have a peace of mind at the wedding" Puck shrugged as he pushed a filing cabinet up against the wall. "so you guys remember the plan?" he was still a little out of breathe from moving things. You give mr family man a call and get him down here." puck explained step one of his scheme. " we all hide in our hiding spots. But remember Santana you can't come on to him, you have to let him do all the work. Quinn and I will hide by the window and Brittany and Mercedes at the front. That way we see everything that's going on without him knowing."
Santana scoffed "you sure you just don't want to sell tickets?" Santana was aggravated that she would even have to be out in this situation.
"Hey, I would trade places with you in a heartbeat if I could" Brittany quickly placed her hands on Santana arms to calm her down.
"Me too" Quinn and Mercedes agreed.
"Fine, let's get his over with" Santana sounded defeated.
"It's the only way we can know for sure" Brittany spoke softly before she placed her lips slowly against Santana's.
Santana pulled her phone out of her pocket and pushed a few numbers. "Hey, Antonio. Listen, I was wondering if you could stop by Fabray's I wanted to talk to you about something." A large gulp made its way down Santana's throat. There was no turning back now.
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Sorry i had to leave you guys with a cliff hanger, but i wanted the next scene to be in a chapter all of its own(: as I unveil the mystery of Antonio.. mwaahhaha
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