A few hours later.
Santana groans softly as a continuously knocking on the door wakes her up and turns her head nuzzling her face in her wife's abs. ''Make it stop.'' She grunts softly.
Brittany sighs running her hand down her face and blinks against the bright lights of the TV not even noticing she fell asleep too, she slowly sits up frowning as she hears another knock on the front door and grumbles. ''Who the fuck comes over without announcing it?'' She asks glancing at her phone making sure nobody wrote her a message.
''Coming!'' She yells as she hears another knock, she stands up kissing the top of Santana's head as she grumbles and sighs. ''Sorry love, go back to sleep.''
She walks to the door after adjusting her shirt and rips the door open without looking through the peephole. ''Who the f…'' She cuts herself off her jaw dropping as her eyes fall on Jake's bloodied face and gasps softly. ''Jake!''
''Sorry this was a mistake.'' Jake whispers voice filled with pain as he turns on his heels about to walk away.
''Fuck no.'' Brittany mumbles reaching out to grab his hand. ''Come in kid.'' She tells him softly, She turns her head as she feels him trying to pull back and bites her lip. ''Babe!'' She yells.
Santana jumps up the second she hears the panic in her fiance's voice and rushes to the door, she gasps as she sees who knocked on their door and her eyes widen as she sees the blood on Jake's white muscle shirt. ''Jake!'' She gasps out in shock.
''Sorry I didn't want to disturb you, I will go.'' Jake breaths out sniffling, Brittany quickly shakes her head and tugs on his hand using a bit more strength.
''No, no we won't let you go like this.'' She tells him softly. ''Come inside please.'' She pulls on his hand pulling him inside hearing her fiance close the door and leads him into the kitchen, she helps him sit down on one of the chairs frowning as she sees him wince and crouches down in front of him trying to catch his eyes. ''What happened?''
Jake shakes his head looking down at his hands and bites his lip wincing as his teeth graze his split lip. ''I don't even know where to start.''
''How about we clean you up first, after that you can start at the beginning.'' Santana whispers walking into the kitchen with a first aid kit, Brittany hums in agreement taking it from her with a sad smile and opens it.
Santana walks to the sink wetting a few paper towels and holds them out for Brittany. ''Here babe.'' Brittany takes them thanking her softly and places her finger under Jake's chin, she stands up lifting his head with her wincing as she sees his injuries and gently wipes the dried blood off of his lip and cheek.
''Damn kid.'' She murmurs sadly as she sees his blue eye, split lip and cut eyebrow. ''Who the fuck did this to you?''
''I am so sorry for coming here, I just didn't know where else to go.'' Jake breaths out wincing as Brittany bandages his eyebrow, he looks up into blue orbs filled with barely suppressed rage and gulps. ''I will be out of your hair soon.''
''No you won't and you aren't disturbing at all.'' Santana tells him softly watching her fiance patch the teen in their kitchen up a bad feeling filling her gut, she walks over to him as she sees her finishing cleaning the blood off of his face and places her hand on his shoulder squeezing it softly. ''Do you want to drink something?''
''Water?'' Jake asks softly, Brittany hums walking to the fridge and grabs three bottles.
''Let's move this to the living room, come on Jake.'' She watches Santana lead him into the living room and quickly follows them placing the bottles onto the table, she sits down on the couch feeling Santana sit down beside her after she softly pushed Jake on the love seat and looks at him raising an eyebrow. ''Who did this kid?''
Jake grabs one of the bottles playing with the label and shrugs, Brittany runs a hand down her face and sighs. ''Please talk to us Jake, you came here for a reason and we want to show you that you made the right decision.'' She tells him softly.
Jake looks up from the bottle in his hands with tears in his eyes and gulps thickly. ''There are only two people capable of the amount of pain I feel in my life.''
''And who are those two?'' Santana asks gently looking at the teen, Jake looks back down at the bottle in his hand and sniffles.
''My parents.'' He breaths out closing his eyes in pain as he hears them gasp softly, Brittany turns to look at Santana and shakes her head seeing the same shock, anger and pain reflected back in her brown orbs.
They both stand up after having a silent conversation and walk over to the teen in their living room, Brittany crouches down in front of him as Santana slides down to sit beside him and they both grab his fidgeting hands. ''We need to call child service Jake.'' She tells him softly.
''No!'' Jake exclaims looking up in shock, he gazes into pain filled blue orbs and sniffles tears filling his eyes. ''Please don't! They will take me away from here, away from my friends, from school and the studio!''
Santana places her hand on his back as he starts hyperventilating and slides closer pulling him in a hug, she runs her hand up his back as he burst out into tears and shushes him softly. ''Hey calm down J, please you are only hurting yourself more.''
''Don't call them please, I don't want to lose my life here.''
''But you can't keep living with them.'' Brittany tells him frowning. ''Look what they did to you Jake.''
''I can take it, only three more years than I can go to college and get the fuck out of there.''
''Three years is a long time Jake.'' Santana tells him softly with a frown. ''A lot can happen in those three years and judging the way you are trembling the injuries on your face are not the only ones.''
Brittany sighs as she sees him unconsciously cover his ribs and slowly covers his hand with her own. ''Raise your shirt Jake.'' She tells him softly.
Jake pulls out of Santana's hug looking at both woman and gulps as he sees nothing but anger directed towards his parents and pain in their eyes, he slowly lifts his shirt and closes his eyes hearing their deep intake of breath.
Brittany looks at the dark purple bruises on his ribs and shakes her head seeing a slight lump between them, she pushes herself up into a standing position and holds out her hand. ''Come on.''
''Where to?'' He asks frowning while eyeing her hand warily.
''The hospital, judging the looks of those bruises you have several broken ribs.'' Brittany tells him softly, Jake immediately shakes his head and jumps up.
''N-no they will call the police!'' He yells trying to get away from them, Brittany shakes her head immediately pulling him in a hug and closes her eyes as he breaks down repeatedly hitting her sides begging her to let him go.
''No I won't let you go.'' She tells him forcefully while keeping her voice gentle. ''You need us so we will be there, but you need to get treatment Jake.'' She closes her eyes as he breaks down completely and sits down on the couch allowing him to cry on her shoulder, Santana watches the pain fill her fiance's eyes and reaches out grabbing her phone.
She opens Quinn's chat knowing she can help and sends her a message.
To Fabbitch: Need you at the apartment asap, think you can come over?
She smiles as she immediately comes online and reads her reply.
From Fabbitch: What's wrong?! On our way!
To Fabbitch: Nothing concerning me, baby boy or Britt, but please bring something for cracked or broken ribs.
From Fabbitch: You are scaring me, I will, will be there soon.
To Fabbitch: I know, you will see what's going on soon, love you.
She places her phone down and locks eyes with her fiance slightly nodding her head, Brittany sighs as Santana silently tells her that Quinn is on her way and runs her hand up Jake's back as he hiccups. ''Our best friend is on her way over, she has medical knowledge so she can treat you but we can't and won't let you go back to them Jake we need to find another option.''
''Only three more years Brittany.'' Jake tells her sniffling.
''Yes three more years of abuse which can turn deadly soon, I won't let you go back there kid and you can fight me all you want but my discussion is made.'' She tells him as they lock eyes.
''The guest room is free and yours tonight.'' Santana tells him, she stands up walking over to Jake and places her hand on his shoulder. ''Allow Q to treat your injuries, after that crash in our guest room and we will discuss more tomorrow.'' She tells him softly.
Jake slowly nods his head not wanting to add more hurt into their eyes and looks down at his lap. ''I will.'' He promises softly. ''I am so sorry.''
''You don't have to be sorry for anything at all.'' Santana tells him softly after glancing at her fiance knowing this hurts her too, she stands up hearing a knock on the door and walks over throwing it open. ''Please come in.'' She tells Quinn as she sees her standing in front of her with Puck and Beth faces filled with worry.
''What happened?'' Puck asks softly as they walk in, Santana holds Quinn back as she tries to walk into the living room and sighs.
''Jake came over and he doesn't look good, his parents are abusive pieces of shit and he feels their hate on different occasions as it seems.'' She locks eyes with Quinn as she opens her mouth to reply and sighs. ''He doesn't want to hear a word about police or child service, so please just help him a bit so he can sleep and.'' She turns to Puck and bites her lip. ''Maybe snap some pictures while he isn't looking? B and I will call the people we need as soon as he is out, but we can't allow him to stress anymore because it will only injure him more.''
Puck nods his head taking out his phone and sighs. ''We understand.'' He looks down at his napping daughter and kisses Santana's cheek. ''I will quickly lay her down in the guest room.''
''Move her into the master bedroom, Jake will crash in the guest room tonight.'' Santana tells him softly, she turns to Quinn as he nods his head walking off and runs a hand through her hair.
''Please Q, I know you want to call child service hell we do too but he is scared as fuck and we can't have him running out of the apartment in this state.''
Quinn glances in the living room biting her lip as she sees the injured teen sitting on the couch beside Brittany while they talk silently and sighs slowly nodding her head. ''Yeah it doesn't look good, how can someone do this to their own kid?''
''No idea Q.'' Santana murmurs sadly running her hand over her bump. ''I can't even imagine the pain he is going through.'' She leads her into the living room shooting Jake a reassuring smile as he looks up at them angst clear in his green eyes and nods her head to Quinn. ''Jake I think you know our best friend Quinn, Puck will be here too after he tucked their daughter in.''
Jake nods his head and shoots Quinn a small smile. ''Hi.'' he murmurs softly, Quinn shoots him a sad smile and walks over to him placing her bag on the table.
''Hey, let's take a look at your injuries and make sure you won't be hurting so much in a few minutes.''
Santana walks to Brittany pulling her up off of the couch as she sees Jake calming down the second Quinn gently talks to her and leads her out of the living room and into the kitchen shooting Puck a sad smile as he walks past them giving Brittany a quick hug, she closes the door leading to the kitchen and turns on her heels looking into anger filled blue orbs. ''Judging your reaction, you didn't know it was this bad.''
''I didn't know anything at all.'' Brittany tells her sadly. ''I knew he had trouble at home but not that those fuckers abused him.''
''I agree with you that we can't and won't let him go back to them, but what are our options Britt-Britt?'' Santana asks softly, Brittany drops in one of the chairs and looks up at her sighing.
''I really don't know San, I don't have any experiences with this matter but I don't want them near him again that's for sure.''
''We have to call child services.'' Santana murmurs softly, Brittany slowly nods her head and sighs.
''Yes we have to but I am afraid he will run off the second we mention it once again.''
''He will dislike us for sure but the only option I see right now is calling them as soon as he goes to sleep in the guest room, we have to call in professional help.''
''But what if he is right?'' Brittany asks softly looking up at her. ''He is fifteen babe, what if they pull him away from everything he loves just because they are out to ruin his life?''
''I think we know three people who can help us out.'' Santana tells her with a sad smile, she walks closer to her leaning down to kiss her head and sighs. ''Want to call our parents? Maybe they know what we can do.''
Brittany nods her head pulling her phone out of the pocket of her sweats and immediately dials her mothers phone number, Santana kisses the top of her head again and tells her softly that she will check on their best friends and Jake.
She walks out of the kitchen as she nods her head and walks back into the living room, she notices Puck covertly snapping pictures of Jake's torso and bites her lip as she sees the dark purple bruises covering Jake's back while Quinn bandages up his ribs.
''It's doesn't look good S.'' Puck whispers softly as she slides up beside him, Santana hums softly and sighs.
''B is calling our parents, maybe they know a way to help him without him losing everything he loves.''
Puck nods his head shooting Jake a small grin as he looks over at them and walks over to him softly patting his shoulder the second he sees his girlfriend finished, he holds up two painkillers and takes the water bottle Quinn holds out for him. ''Take these kid, they will definitely knock you out but it will also kill the pain for a while.''
Jake nods his head taking the pills from him and quickly swallows them with a few gulps of water, Puck nods his head taking the empty bottle from him and forces a small smile. ''Come on I will show you to the guest room.''
Santana watches Puck lead Jake out of the living room after she and Quinn both wished him a good night and turns to Quinn. ''How bad is it babe?''
''Definitely several bruised ribs, it didn't feel like he broke any so I hope the bandaging helps against the pain.''
''What about those bumps showing on his torso?''
They both turn around as Brittany's soft voice interrupts Quinn from saying more and smile sadly as they see the concern clearly written on her face, Quinn bites her lip and sighs. ''Those are just his ribs B, he is underweight.''
''What did mom say?'' Santana asks softly locking eyes with her fiance, Brittany runs her hand through her hair and sighs.
''That we definitely need to call child service.''
''They will pull him out of there but will search for another family, it's not promised that he can stay at school and at the studio or LA in general.'' Quinn tells them smiling sadly.
''Yeah she told me that too, there is only one way to make sure that won't happen.'' Brittany breaths out with a soft sigh as she drops down on the couch beside them, Santana looks at her and raises an eyebrow.
''Which way?''
''Telling child service that he can stay with you.'' Quinn mutters glancing between both of her best friends, Brittany holds up her hand as she sees Santana's eyes widen and forces a smile.
''Hold your horses Q, that is not what I was out to say but yea that is option two.''
''What is option two?'' Santana asks softly. ''Don't get me wrong here mi amor, I know Jake grew onto you hell I like him too and it hurts like hell seeing him like this but I think we are taking a bit too much onto our plate the second we take him in.''
''I know and that is not something playing in my head right now, we will have our baby boy soon and he is our main priority.'' Brittany reassures her softly. ''But the option mom and I are both leaning towards is, he is fifteen which means he can care for himself and I am sure the circumstances he grew up in made him more adult as he has to be.''
''Yeah probably.'' Santana murmurs sadly, Brittany hums pulling her in her arms and kisses the top of her head.
''Mom told me that if we can convince child services that he has two adults out to keep an eye on him, they sometimes allow teens to live on their own as long as the teen has a support if it's needed.'' She shrugs her shoulders seeing Quinn and Santana's eyebrows raise in surprise and sighs. ''Hen's apartment upstairs is still empty, he can move in there which means he will be near us while living his own life and we can drop by once a while to check on him while also just living our lives like we do.''
''He will just become a greater part in our lives, joining us for parties and such.'' Quinn mutters, she nods her head and smiles. ''He is a great kid, if child service doubts it I am sure Puck wouldn't be against the two of us also jumping in so he has four instead of only two adults for support.''
''Definitely not against that at all babe.'' Puck mutters as he walks into the living room, he drops in the love seat looking at the three on the couch and sighs. ''He is out for the night, god that boy really went through hell.''
''He talked?'' Brittany asks turning to her best friend, Puck shakes his head and sighs.
''No but him flinching as soon as someone unexpectedly moves just tells me he had to endure a lot of pain, when do you want to call them?''
''Now.'' Brittany tells him sighing. ''You guys want to stay here?''
Quinn and Puck both nod their heads and watch her stand up after she kisses Santana's head to call child service, Puck turns to Santana and raises an eyebrow. ''She takes this really hard huh?''
''Yeah she cares about everyone that she teaches but with Jake it's different, after the award we both spend some time with him alone because we knew he struggled and since then he just kinda became one of our friends even though he is seven years younger.''
''Well age is just a number babe, from the talks we had with him.'' Quinn mentions between herself and Puck. ''We know that he is quite intelligent but struggling, I really hope child service will allow the plan Britt has to become reality so he can continue doing what he loves and Britt won't lose one of the teens she allows to see more of her life than some in the studio do.''
Santana nods her head in agreement and smiles slightly. ''Yeah I hope so too, we all know Britt is a planner so I am not even concerned that the plan in her head will stress us out in anyway.''
''She will make sure of that San, you and peanut are her main priority and nothing will change that.'' Puck tells her with a reassuring smile, Santana nods her head in agreement and smiles slightly.
''Yeah she just told us that, she really handles head and heart things better than many of us do.''
''Yeah that is why we all go to her whenever we have a decision to make, she is quick to make a pro and contra list.'' Quinn murmurs snickering, Puck laughs and nods his head in agreement.
''That's B for all of us, badass to anyone she doesn't allow to slip past her facade but a real softy around the people she calls family.''
