Brittany´s mother came to check on Santana an hour later. She was distraught when she saw the beat up Latina. Santana was such a small woman and seeing her like this, despite her though behavior, hurt the woman.
Susan saw her daughter´s face and how puffed her eyes were from all the crying, knowing that this Puckerman boy did all this. Not just to Santana, but he also hurt her daughter.
"Santana, I hope you will press charges." She broke the silence. Brittany was not aware that her mother was there with them until she heard her voice. Santana´s heard slowly turned and Susan could see the pain in her the teenager´s face. The young girl carefully nodded.
"I want to, yes. This has gone too far, my parents said the same."
"The police should be here any minutes now," Brittany added sniffling. "They will take her statement. Right now, they should be at school."
Susan walked closer to the bed and carefully kissed Santana´s forehead. "I am so sorry. This should not happen, especially at school. I don´t know how this Puckerman kid was still allowed in school." She said in an angry voice. Santana´s eyes almost bulged out.
"What are you saying?" She asked.
"Well, his mother was more than once a visitor in the ER with bruises all over her body. We informed the police and they went to their house. His younger sister isn´t even living with them anymore." Susan said. "This is a shame. All the years you and him were friends Brittany, I did not see this."
"This is not your fault mom. I mean Puck fooled everybody. But I hope he gets punished for this. He could have killed Santana." Brittany said and caressed her girlfriends hand giving her a gentle smile.
Santana did not hear this much rage in Brittany´s voice before. This was something knew, but the Latina understood. The blonde felt betrayed, by one of her best friends. Puck, Quinn and Brittany have been friends practically since they were born.
Susan excused herself and left the room to continue her work. Brittany was still rambling on her former friends behavior.
"Babe," Santana interrupted. "You are exhausted. Did you even sleep last night? I mean, Quinn must have kept you up..." And then it dawned on her. "Britt, did Puck hurt Quinn as well?"
The blonde was silent. She did not say a thing, she just looked at Santana. The Latina´s dark brown orbs were fixated on her.
"San, I don´t know what to say. Quinn asked me to keep my mouth shut. I – I can´t." Brittany said looking down now. She knew that she disappointed her girlfriend. Usually she would tell her in a second, but Quinn made her swear not to.
"Babe, that is ok. If you cannot tell me, maybe I can guess." Santana said and without waiting for Brittany to reply, she began guessing. "Puck stole from Quinn, oh and he cheated on her and when she wanted to break up with him, he forced her to stay with him." Tears were forming in the corner of the blonde´s eyes, Santana was close.
But before she continued, Santana realized how tired Brittany looked. She must be exhausted. Without another thought, she told Brittany to lie down and get some sleep.
"Britt, you must have been up all night. And then you came to school and then waited here on me. God! I am so selfish. Please, babe lie down on the couch there or go home and rest. You don´t have to hang around me. I am not useful in any way right now anyhow. Get some rest." Santana said.
Brittany was too tired to fight her and squeezed into the bed next to her girlfriend. The Latina silently winced and as soon as she felt Brittany´s rhythmic breathing, her eyes closed as well.
-one week later-
"I cannot wait to finally sleep in my own bed again." Santana exclaimed as she walked into the Lopez house. Maribel took a week off to be with her daughter. The young Latina was still beaten up, but she looked a lot better. Moving was still hard on her and coughing or laughing too hard was out of the picture for now.
Brittany came by everyday after school and did her homework. Their afternoon then mostly went on watching a movie and cuddling until Brittany was kicked out by her mom.
Now, that Santana was finally back home, she would sleep over and spend more time with her. Brittany has been giddy since she pick Santana up and now entering the house was a great feeling.
"I don´t know how much sleep you´ll get baby." Brittany replied.
"Britt, come one. I want to do that, but I not really able to move that much. I could lie there and you can gently do me, however, this could hurt." Santana started and looked at Brittany, just as she was about to continue her mother walked into the hallway.
"Aye, mija! There you are! Brittany, thank you for picking her up. I have lunch ready so go and wash your hands and then come into the kitchen and eat." She said and waited for the girls to move, both of them were still standing her in shock.
"Vamos, you two." She yelled from the kitchen.
Inside the bathroom, Brittany saw how big Santana´s eyes were. "I forgot that she was here." Santana whisper-yelled. Brittany just laughed.
"San, imagine if your mother heard that." More laughs, "just let me lie there. Gosh, that´s would have been to funny." Brittany dried her hands and saw the demeanor of Santana change.
"Laugh all you want, Britt. Think all the way, what if she did and tells my father. What would he do? You are macking on his precious daughter. Want me to continue?"
Brittany´s smile was wiped right off her face. "Oh God, San, this would be horrible. Ok, I admit better she did not hear that. Maybe we wait with the sex talk until they are in bed or alone."
"Britt, you are well aware that my mother is not going to work and will be around all day every day! She is Latina, that´s what life is all about." Santana joked. Brittany could get used to being spoiled with Maribel´s cooking, but she rather wanted to be alone with her girlfriend. This would be way better than all the food in the world.
Sitting at the dinner table, Brittany stuffed her mouth with another taco. She was already on her fourth let out a pleasurable moan after every bite. Santana watched how the blonde ravished the food and thought about those lips all over her body.
The thought of feeling those kisses and touches made her lower body tingle. Santana hasn´t had intercourse in a while and touching herself was not an option, especially not in the hospital. She needed Brittany and she needed her fast.
After lunch Santana just wanted to rest and Brittany helped her up the stairs and onto the bed.
"Hmmm, this smells like home and happiness," Santana mumbled into the pillow "I can´t believe I am finally home. My own bed, my shower aaand you. Having you here and knowing that you are spending the night, wow, this is just awesome." Shortly after saying this Santana was fast asleep.
Brittany was just watching her and gently caressed her girlfriend´s body. When Santana´s skin was exposed, Brittany could see the discolored skin. It was not blue or purple anymore. Noo, the skin was yellow-greenish now. In contrast to the Latina´s soft caramel skin tone it looked so wrong.
The blonde could only imagine how Santana must have felt. Receiving those punches and Puck´s heavy body on top of her. Brittany was exhausted, she hasn´t felt it until now, because she was on a high. Having Santana back home was amazing, but now she realized how tired she was. She tried to replay everything that happened and anger took over. She wanted Puck to pay for what he had done to her girlfriend. She will make sure that he pays for what he has done.
Brittany never felt hate, it was an unknown feeling. But seeing Santana unconscious and all beaten up, turned her feelings around. With her eyes closing, she thought about how to make Puck suffer.