Hey everyone! thank you so much for all the reviews on the last chapter I had lots of people taking teams ha ha. Love the people who are desperately trying not to like Shelby (but secretly I know they do lol).
This chapter is for 3 very special people...I've met some awesome people on here and these 3 ladies in particular I consider good friends. They remembered it was a special day for me and messaged me with the sweetest things. So to my fave American, Brazilian and Venezuelan Thank you so much for your wishes xxxxOh and Starbucks I'm looking forward to our chat later :)
Anyway on with the story!
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The knock at the door was extremely soft so soft that had Santana not been in her kitchen she would have never heard. She made her way to the door and made sure the chain was securely fastened before she opened it.
"Hey."
"Shelby hi." Santana was shocked to see her ex standing on the other side. She quickly released the chain before opening the door properly.
"You were on my mind so I just wanted to check that you were ok after your disagreement with Quinn."
"I'm fine, I've decided Quinn is the one with the issue not me."
"You have had a lot to deal with today."
"At least someone is concerned about my feelings, did you want to stay for a coffee?"
"Yeah sure that'd be great."
Shelby entered the apartment and followed Santana through to the kitchen.
"How do you like it?" Santana gestured to the coffee cup she had just placed next to her own.
"Hot and sweet just like my women."
"Um ok."
"Black with two sugars is great thanks."
Shelby kept her eyes on the Latina and noticed her cheeks redden slightly.
"Did you want anything to eat?"
"Now you are just making this all a little too easy for me San." Shelby smirked and moved towards the girl like a predator stalking its prey.
"I meant a cookie or somethi…" Santana gasped when Shelby pushed her up against the bench.
"I wouldn't object to a piece of you." The older blonde muttered before running her tongue down Santana's neck, biting softly where it met her shoulder.
"Shelby what are you doing." Santana tried to maneuver her arms to push the woman away but it was fruitless.
"I'm taking back what is mine."
"I'm not yours."
Shelby sucked harshly on the soft skin below her lips making Santana groan equally in pleasure and pain.
"You are mine and you will always be mine Santana."
She crashed their lips together and kissed her intensely. Her hands instantly found perfectly round pert breast to caress.
"Mmmm." Santana moaned loudly she had missed Shelby's touch.
"Say it…Say you are mine." Shelby commanded as her hand slipped inside her ex's pants.
"I'm yours." Santana groaned before pulling Shelby into a deep kiss once again.
Quinn shot up in bed barely able to breathe, beads of sweat began to trickle down her spine. It was a dream….it was just a dream. Collapsing back on to her pillow she allowed a stray tear to escape the corner of her eye she had argued with her girlfriend and then sent her straight into the arms of her ex how could she be such a fool.
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Santana's eyes fell open yet again and she let out a frustrated groan, getting to sleep was proving more difficult than she had expected.
Beep Beep
The text alert on her phone made her jump. Hoping it was Quinn she rolled back to the other side of the mattress and swiped her hand across the screen. She had to squint her eyes till they adjusted to the sudden brightness invading the room.
- - - Hey I'm sitting here not able to sleep and just wanted to say I hope you got things sorted out with Quinn.
Santana let out the breath she had been holding in hope that the message was from Quinn. It was nice of Shelby to express her concern however.
- - - I can't sleep either and no things are much the same.
- - - I'm sorry to hear that, I'm sure once you talk everything will be ok.
- - - Yeah I hope so! I need her more than I ever thought I would.
- - - That may be a good place to start then when you talk to her.
- - - She is pissed at me and I don't think she really wants to talk to me or see me at the moment.
It amazed Santana how easily she had slipped back in to old habits and opened up to the older woman. But then again Shelby had always had the ability to make people's feelings and thoughts feel warranted, she was easy to talk to and she listened.
- - - The true sign of the strength of the relationship is working beyond the anger and annoyance and moving forward. Anger is a common and perfectly acceptable emotion in any relationship.
- - - When did you become the relationship guru?
- - - I have had many years to gain my wisdom San.
- - - Yeah I guess, anyway I'd better go. Thanks for the chat.
Santana was very aware that talking to her ex about her current relationship probably wasn't the best idea.
- - - Try to get some sleep I'm sure Quinn will come around before you know it.
- - - Thanks J
Santana tucked her phone under the pillow beside her and closed her eyes. Quinn had to come around she needed her.
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After an extremely disturbed sleep Quinn had woken and decided she needed to see Santana as soon as possible. Now as she walked down the hall to Santana's apartment she figured she probably should have called or text first. She knocked hesitantly and took a step back from the door. After a minute had passed she knocked again a little louder…. still nothing.
Quinn took the keys that Santana had left at her place from her pocket and let herself in.
"Babe are you home?" She called through the apartment for her girlfriend in case she was sleeping or in the shower but she was nowhere to be found.
She had hoped to speak to the brunette but at the very least she could return her keys in case she needed them today. Taking a pen and piece of paper from the small table beside Santana's sofa she began to compose a note to let her know she had called by.
Dear Santana,
10 minutes later and after three attempted notes Quinn had to admit she wasn't quite sure what to say considering how they had left things the day earlier. She sat staring at the paper and tapping the pen on her lip when a loud knock at the door made her nearly jump out of her skin. Placing the pen on the table she made her way to the door.
"Hello."
"Are you Santana Lopez?" A tall dark man stood in front of her.
"Can I ask who wishes to know?"
Quinn was totally unprepared her for the fist that connected with her stomach, she stumbled backwards and fell to her knees. The man was now standing over her menacingly.
"Who the fuck are you?" She clutched at the pain in her stomach.
"I'm here to warn you to watch who you hang out with you little slut." He growled in a low tone before his fist connected with the blondes face. Quinn's body was flung backwards and her head hit the floor with a nasty crack. Her vision became hazy and the last thing she remembered seeing before it went permanently black was the man picking up an apple from the nearby bowl of fruit and taking a bite.
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"Luke what do you want?" Shelby had just got back in her car after her gym work out.
"I warned you to stay away from her! That warning stands whether we are together or not."
"I have nothing to do with Santana you need to let this go."
"I hear otherwise."
"Are you following me?" Shelby wasn't surprised if he was.
"I have better things to do."
"Just leave me alone Luke."
"You need to be taught a lesson or better yet your girlfriend does."
"Leave Santana out of this!"
"Opps too late." Luke laughed obnoxiously into the phone before hanging up.
Shelby hands began to shake as she scrolled through her contacts for the younger woman's number she pressed call and waited for the line to connect, everything seemed to be taking far too long.
Hi you've reached my phone either I'm busy or I've checked my caller ID and don't wish to talk to you. Leave a message and I may get back to you.
"San it's me can you call me back as soon as possible please."
Shelby threw her phone onto the passenger seat and with trembling hands started her car. Santana's apartment wasn't too far from the gym she needed to check and see that the girl was ok.
After what seemed like the longest 5 minutes of her life Shelby's car screeched to a halt outside the apartment block. Thankful that she had remembered Santana's address from the day before she took the stairs two at a time, there had been no return call from the Latina and with every passing moment her worry only increased. Shelby knocked loudly on the closed door and shifted from foot to foot as she waited for it to be answered.
"Santana it's me open up." Shelby's voice was shaky as she called out hoping her ex was simply still in bed.
The silence was deafening and it was starting to get on Shelby's nerves she turned the door handle and nearly passed out from relief when it opened. The relief was soon replaced with dread….. Santana wouldn't leave her door unlocked which meant she had to be home and if that was the case why hadn't she come to the door.
"Santana." Shelby called out from the doorway and listened for the sound of the shower… of anything.
She pushed the door open slowly and her blood ran cold when she saw the woman on the floor.
"Oh my god Santana." Shelby ran and fell to her knees beside the limp body before reaching out and turning it towards her. The blonde hair was the first thing she noticed.
"Quinn….oh fuck. SANTANA ARE YOU HERE?" Shelby screamed into the otherwise empty home.
She placed two fingers on Quinn's neck and felt for a pulse.
"Oh thank god." She cried when she could feel a faint beat against her fingertips.
In a fumbling mess she grabbed for her phone in her pocket, nearly dropping it three times as she dialed for an ambulance. Pulling herself up onto unsteady legs she checked through the apartment for her ex. Her heart stopping as she entered each room. Thankfully there was nobody else home.
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Santana casually walked out of the café with her coffee in hand. She had decided to treat herself to a nice breakfast and some time in the sun. Her phone buzzed in her pocket yet again which meant someone was obviously trying to reach her so she shouldn't ignore it again. Shelby's name flashed across the screen and Santana deflated a little she had hoped yet again that it would be Quinn.
"Hey Shel."
"Santana where are you?" Shelby's voice was panicked and an uneasy feeling began to spread throughout Santana's body.
"I've just had breakfast what's up?"
"You need to come home now."
"Why? Hang on you're at my apartment?" Santana was all kinds of confused and Shelby's tone was making her feel nauseous.
"Something has happened come quickly."
"What's wrong are you ok?" Santana dropped her coffee cup into the nearest trash can and began to jog in the direction of her apartment.
"I'm ok."
"Shelby what the fuck is going on?"
"It's Quinn." Santana stopped dead in her tracks.
"What's wrong with Quinn?" the brunette's throat began to close and she couldn't swallow.
"I'm not sure what's happened she is unconscious I've rung an ambulance…San I think it was Luke."
"I'm five minutes away." Santana shoved her phone in her pocket and took off in a sprint she was never more thankful for the sensible choice in shoes she had opted for that day. As she rounded the corner of her street she saw the ambulance and a police car pull up, two paramedics ran inside ahead of the officer. Her lungs were screaming at her to slow down but there was no way she could do so.
She ran through the apartment door four minutes after she had ended her call with Shelby. With tears streaming down her face she took in the sight before her. There was a man on either side of Quinn, one was taking her pulse the other seemed to be checking her over….. Flashing a light in her eyes etc.
"QUINN." Shelby caught her as she flung herself towards to blonde.
"San honey let them do their job."
"I need to be with her. Is she ok? What happened? Why isn't she awake yet?"
"I know you do sweetie but you need to give them some space to treat her."
"You are?"
One of the paramedics turned his attention to Santana.
"I'm her girlfriend."
"You live here?"
"Yeah I do…she doesn't though."
"Ok it appears your girlfriend has taken a nasty fall backwards and by the swelling and bruising on her face I would suspect she has been hit rather forcefully."
"Oh god." Santana's legs gave out beneath her and she crumpled to the floor dragging Shelby with her. Shelby kept her arms tight around the shaking younger woman.
The paramedic looked towards the policeman who nodded and scribbled something in his notebook before stepping towards the two brunette's on the floor.
"Ma'am do you have any idea how this may have happened?"
"No…No I…" Santana turned her eyes to Shelby's in confusion, surely this couldn't be happening.
"I think I may have an idea." Shelby answered in a low tone.
"Ok may I speak to you in the other room?"
"Please excuse me officer but right now I'm exactly where I'm needed. Can you please get Detective Coles here please" Shelby knew she needed to talk to the man in charge of the case against Luke.
Santana's body shuddered in her arms.
"Yes of course." The officer nodded in her direction before leaving the room to make some calls.
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"Will you come to the hospital?" Santana's eyes pleaded with Shelby.
"I have to talk to the police but I will come as soon as I can and I will get someone to meet you there."
"Ma'am we are ready to go." Santana nodded and climbed in the back beside Quinn.
"She'll be ok San I promise." Shelby called out as the doors closed. If the cops didn't pick Luke up for this she would personally pay him a visit enough was enough.
As she made her way back up to Santana's apartment finally in a position to speak to the police Shelby pulled out her phone and scrolled through her contacts.
"Hello."
"Maribel its Shelby please don't hang up."
"I have nothing to say to you Mrs. Corcoran."
"Santana needs you."
"What?"
"Something has happened to Quinn they are on their way to the hospital and Santana will need you there."
"What happened to Quinn?"
"I'm not sure at this stage but she is unconscious."
"Oh my goodness."
"I'm at Santana's apartment talking to Police and she will need someone at the hospital can you get there?"
"How does this involve you? Why are you anywhere near Santana and Quinn?"
"It's a long story."
"If anything happens to either one of those girls because of anything to do with you….." Maribel left the threat hanging.
"I don't think now is the time for that, please just get to the hospital."
Maribel ended the call without saying goodbye.
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Ninety minutes later if Shelby wasn't sure where to find Santana she would have heard her soon enough.
"Are you fucking kidding me right now? I am her girlfriend I have a right to know what is going on with her."
"Miss you will need to calm down or I will call security."
"Santana come sit down." Maribel was trying to keep her daughter calm.
"No Mami! I want to know what is going on."
"I'm sorry but you are not listed as Miss Fabrays next of kin."
"Then who is? Get them here."
"I can't give you that information but the hospital is trying to contact them."
"Oh my god I just want to see her." Tears were streaming down Santana's face.
"San." Shelby kept her voice calm and gained an immediate audience from both Latina women.
"What are you doing here?" Maribel growled.
"Mami stop, its ok." Santana put her hand on her mother's arm.
"Why don't you take a seat and I'll see what information I can get."
Shelby was often recognized due to Luke's political standing and she was happy to use it to her advantage if she could.
Five minutes later Shelby knelt down in front of Santana and took her hands in her own.
"Did you find out anything?" Santana mumbled.
"Do you know how to get hold of a Rachel Berry?"
Santana sighed of course Rachel would be listed as her next of kin.
"If I can get Quinn's phone."
"Ok I will go and ask them if Quinn had it on her when she came in."
Shelby stood and went to the desk once more, Santana couldn't hear what was being said but she could tell Shelby was being forceful even in her hushed tone.
"What is she doing here Santana?" Maribel's voice interrupted her attempt to lip read.
"She is helping Mami."
"She should be nowhere near you."
"Mami stop ok! Right now she is helping and being extremely supportive. I want her here."
"Ok I hope you know what you are doing."
"Right now I have no fucking clue what I am doing all I know is Quinn is through those doors and I can't get to her."