I stormed angrily into the house.

"Santana!" I called.

"Kitchen," she called back.

I walked quickly to the kitchen where she was sitting at the kitchen table.

"I need to talk to you," I said.

She looked up at me; "shoot."

"I don't want you hurting Marie."

"I won't."

"That's probably what you said to Cory too."

"Why are you so angry with me?"

"Why why? Oh asif you don't know."

She stood pushing her chair back; "no actually I don't know."

"You go around hurting people Santana, using them. I get that you want that power I do."