She's Worth It ch. 6
Finding Santana bloodied and hurt in the hallway of apartment and rushing her to the hospital was honestly the most terrifying thing that I have ever gone through in my life as I didn't have a clue how or why this happened to her. It only serves me make feel like we should have work harder to find her or kept her from leaving the apartment all those weeks ago as this could have prevented but there's nothing that we can do about it now. After a day or two, the doctor finally clear the Latina but warns us to make sure that she doesn't do anything too strenuous or her injuries won't heal properly and thankfully she agreed to either stay with us until she's well enough to find more suitable living arrangement. Preferably I would rather have the jazz singer stay with her us permanently but she is set against it as she says that she doesn't want to be a burden on us but that couldn't further from the truth but a part of me is a little hurt that she thinks that.
Daddy always said that 'You can always get what you want, Princess'. Growing in Lima, Ohio as an only child of two loving homosexual men, I was a bit spoiled as both of my father showed me with gifts, love, praise and anything that my little heart desire but it didn't mean that I didn't understand the value of hard work. I have a competition in singing and dancing competitions since I was six year although I have worked my butt off in singing, acting, dance classes from the young age of two after my Dads took me to my first Broadway show. I wanted to become Broadway star ever since I was able to talk and I work hard towards that goal ever since while being subjected to teasing and bullying by my peers for not conforming to the status quo. I wouldn't change myself for no one and I had stuck to that mentality until I enter high school as I joined the Glee club with my best friend Kurt before falling in love with my first boyfriend Finn Hudson, thinking that he was the one for me.
I tried to please him in every way that I thought I could and before I knew, I didn't like the person that was looking me in the mirror so after three years of a turbulent relationship, I dove into perfecting my craft and it was the best decision that I ever made. I'm attending the school of dream with my best friend while auditioning for off Broadway shows, in very healthy and loving relationship as it's only a matter of time before the world realizes the huge star that I am. I always thought that something was missing but I couldn't figure out what it was until a stunning Latina walk into my life one night and everything becomes clears as Quinn feels the same way that I do. There's no way that I am letting slip through my fingers again as I wheel out in a wheelchair which she protests that she was well enough to walk on her own feet but I wasn't about to take any chance of her unintentionally hurting herself on my watch.
The badass was pulling the car around so we could take the jazz singer home with us, leaving the two of alone while the raven haired beauty visibly sulks in the chair and I couldn't help finding her adorably. I lean over to press a light kiss against the top of her head as she stiffens slightly before looking up me questioningly as the slight blush dawns her cheeks then adorably turns her gaze down to her lap, shyly. I never expected that kind of reaction and before I could say something, the writer pulls up with the car as I help Santana into the backseat while making sure that she's comfortable before sitting down next to her. Quinn looks up at us through the rear view mirror before pulling out onto the road as she turns on the radio, heading towards the apartment. The Latina rests her head against the window, looking out of it with an expressionless look on her face and I pride myself being able to read as I need to if I want to an successful actress but I couldn't get on what's going on with her.
I want to help her but there's only so much that I can do if the jazz singer doesn't talk to me and I don't think pressing the information out of her is the best route to take as the saying goes about patience is a virtue although it's never been my strong suit. I gently take the raven haired beauty's hand in my own, squeezing lightly in an effort to let her know that I'm here for her as she squeezes back, turning her attention towards me with a small smile. The trip from the hospital to the apartment was short although it felt a lot longer when we were rushing Santana there but we help her out of the car, some protest about there being nothing wrong with her legs.
"Santana, we are helping you whether you like it or not so please don't fight us on this or so help me, I will have Quinn carry you bridal style up the stairs" I said in all seriousness as effective quiets her.
"I told you that there's no winning against her when she wants something or trying to prove a point" Quinn chuckles.
Once we walk up all the stairs to the third floor, Quinn unlocks the door before making our way towards the couch so the Latina could get off of her feet and get started on her recovery. I leave the two alone to prepare the guest room for the jazz singer as at first, I was going to have her stay in the same with the badass and I but the taller girl thought it would be better for her to stay in the other room. At first I was totally against it but she made several points to combat what she knew what I was going to say as the biggest concern was that it would make Santana uncomfortable as it was been shown that she will run if she feels too overwhelmed. I prepare clean sheet for the bed, clean and disinfected the walls and window, dusted anything that might need a good dusting because I am not sure if the raven haired beauty has an allergies.
Once I was satisfied with the cleaning, I looked at the digital clock to see that it's well near two and the Latina will need to take her medication soon as I walk out towards the living room to my girls watching reruns of the Big Bang Theory. My girls? It does have a certain ring to it and it's only a matter of time before it becomes true.
"Is there anything that you two want to eat?" I asked curious.
"I vote either Thai or pizza" Quinn said voicing her opinion.
"I'm fine with whatever you guys choice"
"Santana, your opinion matter in this decision as I prefer Italian or Chinese but I would really know what you want"
"Pizza sounds good" Santana said quietly.
"Pizza, it is then. Is there anything in particular that you want on yours?" I asked curious. "I normally get vegetarian pizza and the blonde carnivore over there like getting animal byproducts on hers"
"I'll get what she's getting then" Santana said smirking smugly.
"Why does it feel like you're doing just to spite me? Carnivores, oui" I said dialing the pizza place three blocks over.
The two fist-bumps each other as they laugh at my plight, rolling my eyes at them while I placing my order for two meat lovers and one vegetarian pizza and thanking them as I hang up on the phone. I walk around the couch, sitting on the other end of it before guiding the jazz singer to lay her head on my lap while Quinn places her in feet on her lap as I lace my fingers in her thick raven tresses, lightly scratching her scalp. She lets out a content sigh, closing her eyes as I wonder who could possibly hurt such a strong and talented woman like her, making her think that she's not worth love and human decency as I want to go there to find this person as I have some rather strong words for this person.
"Whatever you're thinking, it's probably not a good idea" Santana said keeping her eyes.
"W-What? I wasn't thinking anything" I said caught off guard for a second.
"Yes you was and you're not a very lair" Santana said looking up at me. "And I don't want either of you doing any stupid"
"But Santana-"
"No, leave it alone. Promise me that you won't do anything because of me" Santana said fiercely. "I don't want either of you getting hurt because you think that you need to protect me. Its already bad enough that I've gotten you involved"
"If that's what you want but I won't promise that I won't everything in my power to ensure your safety" Quinn said equally as fiercely. "You are our friend and you're in important to us. That mean that you're stuck with us no matter what"
"We won't go looking for trouble but we mean it when we tell you that you matter to you and we will continue to tell you that until you start believe" I said kissing her forehead.
"Ay dios mio, what the hell did I get myself into? You two are so mushy" Santana groans playfully.
It was another twenty minutes before the pizza delivery guy comes, ringing the doorbell and I look out the peephole to make sure that it's him before opening the door to pay for the pizza along with giving him a tip. I set the pizza boxes on the coffee while Quinn grabs the paper plates and drinks from the kitchen as the three of us enjoy our lunch while watching some comedy special for Kevin Hart before Santana her medication. She was being a difficult about taking it but I pout and bat my eyelashes her eye and it wasn't long before she was putty in hand and taking the pills without so much as fight as we laze about around the apartment until the three of us was too tired to keep our eyes open. The badass shows the Latina to her room before hugging her and kissing her on the forehead as I follow suit before we disappear into our room and I change into my pajamas as my thoughts are fill by the slightly taller woman.
After about an hour or two, I made up an excuse about needing to use the restroom before knocking on the door of the guest room, peeking to check on the raven haired beauty to see her visibly shaking underneath the covers. My heart went out to her as I quietly enter the room and get under the covers, wrapping my arms around the trembling woman that capture my heart as she jumps slightly to realize that it was me. It wasn't even five minutes that the writer found us like this and gets under the covers, wrapping her arms around the both of us as Santana sobs quietly, holding onto the both of us like we were her lifelines. There was no way that we going to let her go, making sure that she know that we weren't going anywhere.
~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing off
End of ch. 6