She's Worth It ch. 14
Useless.
Completely useless.
Completely and utterly useless.
The words keep repeating over and over again my head and honestly that's how I feel right because I couldn't protect Santana when she needed me to and I had promised that I would yet look what happened. She ran into her abuser at her work place being choked out by said person and I wanted to punch that out until her face was black and blue then stomp out like the scum of the earth that is. How dare she show up there and lay a hand on Santana like that? If she loves her like she claims that she does then she should be the one protecting her, not the one causing her harm. Why did she have to show up at all?! Santana was doing fine and getting her life back on track until she showed. I can only imagine what's going on in San's head right now. If Rachel and I had showed up sooner then this confrontation could've been avoided. If I had done what I had promised then this wouldn't have happened in first place. Dammit, why am I so fuckin' useless?! What kind of protector am I? A worthless and useless one.
After what happened Santana was visibly upset and I don't blame her because saying that it was a shock would be a huge understatement to see your abuser after weeks of no contact. The Latina's boss returned from making a deposit to see his employee upset and shaken before asking what happened as the tiny diva explains what had occurred while he was out before calling the police who taken statements from the three of us. One of the officers was a woman who was at least ten years our senior was able to calm the jazz singer down before asking if she was okay with her taking a few pictures of the bruises that were forming on her wrist and neck. Santana was a bit hesitant but agreed to it as long as she held one of hands while the pictures were being taken as I jumped on this, holding the shorter girl close before the officer informed us that they'll be in contact if they fight out anything. I hope that they catch this bitch before I do because I won't be in control of actions if anything happens.
The three of us return home but I couldn't help looking over my shoulder to see Brittany would back to mess while looking at every stranger out of the corner of my eyes because I get the feeling that this chick wasn't working alone. My gut is telling me that she couldn't cover the entire city alone and just happen to stumble upon the Latina's work place by accident but I don't know who would be working with this crazy bitch but they're getting anywhere near her every again. The jazz singer tries to play it off like she's fine, like it wasn't affecting her but I could tell that she's afraid and she has every right to feel that way as Rachel wants to follow her but I stop her because I'm sure that the last ting she wants right now is to be coddled. I told the petite singer to leave Santana alone for a little bit to wrap her mind around what happen then to check on her in a little bit which my girlfriend sighs sadly before nodding in agreement.
I know that she wants to check on our girlfriend, that she's worried because I'm worried too but the Latina wouldn't appreciate being crowded and it'll only serve to make her feeling suffocated and closed in. The jazz singer retreats into her room, closing the door behind her as I flop on the couch as I run my hands over my face because things was going so well before going bad in a blink of an eye and I hate so useless because my girlfriend's hurting. She's scared, thinking that she had finally gotten away from her abuser only for her to show like this and I'm not sure how to help her without making it worse as the couch dips beside me to see Rachel resting her head on my shoulder. I want to make this bitch Brittany pay for she's done and is currently doing to someone that I love and I swear on my life that she'll regret messing with one of my loved ones.
I know that I promised Santana wouldn't do anything when it comes to her psychotic ex girlfriend but this is the one promise that I'm gonna have to break to make sure that she's protected but I'm gonna have to talk to someone from my past. There's certain things that I didn't tell Rachel about my past because I don't know how she'll react and I've long abandoned it when I moved to New York to make something of myself. I know a few people that owe a couple of favors and I think that it's time to cash them in as soon as both girls fall asleep and it was around midnight before the apartment was completely silent before making my way outside then heading towards Grand Central Park. The park was dimly lit by lampposts before waiting underneath a lamppost with my hands stuffed in the pockets of my leather jacket for about twenty minutes when I hear footsteps approaching to see my old friend and former partner in crime Matt Rutherford.
He had grown out his curly hair into a mohawk with thunderbolts shaven into the sides while it's obvious that he put on some muscles since the last time that I've seen him as we practically grown up together. He was like my brother as he moved across the street from my family when we were ten and we had gotten in all sort of mischief and there wasn't much that you could tell us even though my parents didn't like him very much. Daddy Dearest stated that I shouldn't associate myself with rift-raft but I couldn't careless what that bastard had to say about say when he would go on a drunken rampage on me for not being normal like he wanted me to be. We cause a lot of trouble and at one point we had created a gang that no one knew that we were running but I kept up my grades so no one would be suspicious of what I was to but it didn't last long when graduation rolled around.
I didn't want to stay in Lima anymore because of Daddy Dearest and I made the hardest decision that I ever made to leave the family that created with Matt who to this day is still my best friend but more than that he's my brother. He let me go to New York with the promise of making sure that I wouldn't forget about him but how could I when he's the biggest part of my life as I know that he's quit being part of the gang, moving here a few months ago. Matt's turned his life around why applying to Columbia for automotive engineering as he's always been good with his hands and fixing cars so it's perfect for him before pulling me into his arms, nearly squeezing the life outta me when he gets close.
"Hey Q-tip, how have you been? I've missed you" Matt said hugging me.
"I've missed you too. I think that your muscles are almost as big as your brain" I said jokingly.
"Yeah but I'm sure that's not the reason that you called me out for. So what's up?" Matt asked sitting down on one of the benches
"You're right because I have a favor to ask of you and it's pretty big one" I said sighing quietly.
"You know that you can ask me anything and I got you. You know this so what is it?" Matt asked raising an eyebrow.
I explain everything that has happen the last couple of weeks, leaving nothing out as Matt's face turns serious, listening intently to every word and for a long moment as he consider what I'm asking of him. I know that I'm asking a lot but I wouldn't be even asking this of him if it wasn't important before stroking the beard that he's grown in the time that we've apart.
"I'll call of a few of old crew and see if they come up to handle this" Matt said smiling slightly.
"Thank you, Matt. You don't know how much this means to me" I said wrapping my arm around his shoulders.
"You're protecting your girl and honestly I would do the same thing if I was in your place. I know that you would have my back when it came down to it but I can't risk scholarship if it goes bad"
"I understand. I want to send a massage but I don't want anyone getting hurt… too badly"
"I got it and I'll call Mercedes to make sure that it gets done. Other than you, she's the only one that the others willingly listen if they know what's good for them if they don't follow her orders" Matt said smirking knowingly.
"I know and she's be scary when she wants to be" I said shuddering slightly.
"Even you're afraid of her" Matt laugh.
"Shut the hell up, she scares you too but you're married to her though so I bet that she's one that wears the pants in the relationship" I said smirking.
"I don't like you" Matt said glaring at me.
"Boy please, you love me and you know it"
"Sometimes but when are you going to let me your girls. You're gonna have to tell them about this part of your life sooner or later"
"I know and I will soon but I wanna get this Brittany situation under control first then I'll introduce the three of you, I promise" I said holding out my fist.
"Okay but I'm holding you to your word" Matt said bumping his first with mine.
"I better get home before Rachel and Santana notice that I'm gone" I said standing up.
"I'll let you know how things went down" Matt said standing up too.
"Thanks Matty" I said smiling.
"No problem. Talk to you later, okay" Matt said with a nod.
I walk back to the apartment, sneaking back in as I make sure to keep the noise to a bare minimum before going into my and Rachel's room to notice that she was no longer under the covers. I change into a tank and sleep shorts before peeking inside of Santana's room to find the sleeping Latina being cradled by a sleeping diva as I smile softly then creeping into the room, under the covers. I wrap my arms around both girl as the feeling of content washes over me, promising to both of them and myself that I'll do everything in my power to make sure that they're loved and protected. I know what I would do if anything were to happen but now I have to train to ensure their safety as I kiss them both on the forehead before closing my eyes as sleep over takes me.
~Nicole The Dragon Rider signing off
End of ch. 14