Notes: First, I want say how sorry I am. I didn't mean to take so long, but life threw some shit in my way and I couldn't update. I'm really sorry. I know some of you are not happy about they way things are right now and I respect that, I'd probably be pissed at myself too... Before I even think about write I was and I am a reader and I get angry with a lot of stories and stop read them 'till things start to get better again without the major drama. If you don't want to read it anymore I'll understand, however if you want to keep read and stay with me I'll be happy and I'll do my best not to delay the updates. You guys need to understad that I work with Betas and I need to send the chapter to them first... So, this is mean they need to take their time to see my chapter and I want it always to be perfect. I'm insecure as fuck so I NEED to send the chapters to them or I'll not feel secure enough to post it. I wish I could keep this story, because I love to write it, so I'll do my best to keep it and if something happen I'll let you know. Thank you.
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Flashback
Santana finished telling Beth a story tucking her to sleep in less than a few minutes. Beth was so tired she hardly seemed to hear what her mother was reading. Santana smiled slowly, putting the book in place.
Quinn was still in her studio finishing her sculpture. She was having a hard time putting together what she needed and was afraid she would not be able to deliver to her client on time. The studio door opened and Santana spotted Quinn on her bench in the middle of three tables, each with a different sculpture. The Latina approached and Quinn dropped her tool by wiping her hands.
"I can't. I'm going to call them and tell the I can't do it." The blonde was frustrated as she pushed the table in front of her. "I just can't."
Santana stood behind Quinn resting her hands on his wife's shoulder and slowly starting to massage. "Baby, come to bed with me." The Latina whispered on Quinn's ear, making the blonde smile. "Come with me and I'll give you some inspiration." Santana giggled, pulling Quinn's hair to the side kissing the blonde's neck.
"San, if I go to bed with you I'll be inspired for something else." Quinn giggled, but Santana knew she was still frustrated. The latina's hands slid down the side of Quinn's body stopping at her waist and before the blonde could move Santana began to squeeze it. "Oh! San, no!" Fabray began to laugh without stopping curling up on the bench while the Latina continued to tickle and hold Quinn so she wouldn't fall. "Santana!" Quinn shouted, throwing her body forward, falling slowly to the floor as the Latina kneeling behind her.
Santana released Quinn and looked at the table on her right side where there were several pieces of sculpture there. "Look, if you fix it right here." Santana was pointing at one part of it in front of her. "Note that there is a small elevation there. And if you look at that other side." Santana pointed to the other end. "You'll see it looks like a head and.-" She paused and Quinn was looking at her holding her laughter. "What?"
"You sure do love me a lot." Quinn spoke in her sweet voice looking from Santana to the table.
"Yes I love you a lot."
"Mhm, you do, because that's just the remains of the sculptures I took today, and this one here." Quinn pointed to the table behind her. "It's my work."
Santana paused in silence as Quinn laughed. The blonde's hands rested on Santana's cheeks, turning her face to hers and connecting her lips.
"You're amazing, you know that?" Quinn laid a long-awaited peck on Santana without pulling away. "You make me love you more every day."
"No, you're amazing and I love you so much," Santana whispered against Quinn's lips before kissing her again.
End
Quinn had just called Santana in the morning and asked if Beth could go shopping with her and Frannie as soon as she got back from school.
That afternoon, Santana picked up her daughter at school and when they got home, she showered her got Beth ready for Quinn to arrive. Beth was so anxious she couldn't even stop running around the house playing with her bears.
As soon as Beth heard they knocked on the door she quickly ran to open it with a huge grin on her face. "Mommy!" Beth shouted jumping into Quinn's arms. "I miss you."
"Hi, baby, mommy was missing you too." Quinn kissed her daughter's cheek turned to Santana. "Hi, Santana."
"Oh, hey Quinn. Hi Frannie."
"Santana, good to see you." Frannie hugged the latina as Beth stepped out of Quinn's lap and hugged her aunt's leg. "Oh, hi baby girl." Frannie let go of Santana and now she was holding the little girl in her arms.
"It's good to see you." Santana was whispering close to Quinn's ear and placing a kiss on the blonde's cheek.
"Yes, I can say the same." Quinn smiled, putting her hair behind her ear. "So, Beth, are you ready?"
"Yes, Mommy. Why are we going shopping?"
"Because. -" Frannie answered. "This weekend is my engagement party."
"Wow. Congratulations, Frannie." Santana smiled as Beth clapped her hands.
"Thank you and you two are invited." Frannie put Beth on the floor, opening her purse and taking the invitation from the party to Santana. "I don't accept rejections so you better go, Santana."
"Of course. Thank you." Santana smiled at Quinn. "We'll be there."
"Good, you better." Quinn spoke biting the corner of her lips and turning to Beth. "Shall we?"
The little girl came out of her aunt's lap, hugging Santana and giving her a kiss before leaving with Frannie. Before Quinn left Latina approached her.
"Hey." Santana met Quinn's eyes and they were both too close. "Is everything okay?" The Latina ran her hand through Quinn's hair and placed it behind her ear.
Quinn looked into Santana's eyes and lose herself with a smile. Even after all, the Latina remained careful and lovely with her. Fabray didn't answer just stared at Santana and seemed to be in an endless trance.
"Quinn?" Santana called out with a low chuckle.
"Mm? Oh sure, it's okay." Quinn stepped back from her. "I need to go, see you later."
"Sure, have fun."
Xxxx
Quinn was holding her daughter's hand by the children's clothing store. The little girl was enchanted with every dress that passed through her. Beth loved shopping and buying dresses and leggings pants was her favorite part.
Frannie appeared from the middle of the store holding a checkered dress that had a hat. As soon as Beth saw it she ran to get the hat on her head.
"Mommy, can we buy this one?" Beth made her puppy dog eyes as she clasped her hands in her chest. The little girl was shaking her head slowly showing off the hat she had loved.
"Beth, not this one, okay?" Quinn took the hat off her daughter's head, returning it to Frannie. "Let's find another one." Quinn passed the two blondes in front of her who grimaced that she didn't like the dress.
Quinn called Beth as soon as she found a dress for her daughter. The dress was light green with a small pink detail that could hardly be seen. She held the dress in her hand as Beth approached.
"Mommy, I love green, but this dress." Her little mouth twisting. "I didn't like it." Beth looked away and smiled. "Can I choose one?"
"Sure, go." Beth hurried off to find her perfect dress. The little girl looked one by one at a large macaw on the wall. All colorful and some accompanied by tiaras and hats. Beth already knew she wouldn't wear a hat, so she thought her mother would agree if she wore tiaras.
"So, are you going to tell me about your night with Sam?" Frannie used the moment alone with her sister as Beth walked through the store.
"There's not much to tell, actually. He was very friendly, I had fun in seeing some friends ... "
"AND?"
"And ... He kissed me, but before you say anything." Quinn was looking at her sister. "It wasn't one of the best things that happened to me. It was uncomfortable and maybe I just kissed him back because I had already drink some alcohol." Quinn was staring at Beth who was looking at two dresses in front of her.
"Like your sister, I'm going to say what I'm thinking about it all, and I honestly think even though you're confused, scared... You'd better not get involved with anyone. Not until you figured out and understand everything that happened between you and Santana." Frannie said softly and Quinn knew she was right. "I told you before that I never understood why you broke up with Sam, but something very serious happened, Quinn, don't let him or Dad take advantage of your lack of memory and use you. I believe you want to trust people you remember right now, but understand that you were married to Santana for five years and you had a beautiful daughter, Quinnie. Don't let all this confusion drive you crazy and make you make mistakes. I'm not telling you to get back to Santana, but try to understand the whole relationship you and her had before deciding if you really want to move on. But you need to think about Beth, you're a mom, Quinn, and you need to put your daughter first. "
Quinn was looking at her daughter smiling running her hand through one of the dresses and couldn't control the tears in her eyes. If this whole situation was confusing, it was because Quinn made it even more confused by making so many mistakes. Frannie was right, Quinn needed to think about Beth. Think about what she would do from now on without your decisions hurting her daughter
After a few minutes of searching she found a beautiful light pink dress with a black band around her waist with a delicate bow. She took the dress and took it to her mother and her aunt. "This one, mommy. I liked it." The little girl showed the dress laying over her body.
Quinn smiled nodding and took her daughter to try on the dress she had chosen.
"Beth, you look beautiful!" Frannie said as soon as Beth come out of the dresser.
"Can we take this one?" Beth was looking at Quinn from the mirror as her mother smiled.
The dress really looked gorgeous on Beth and the little one clearly was in love with it. "Okay, we'll take this one." The little girl jumped with joy and ran to the dresser changing her clothes.
Quinn took her credcard from her purse to pay for the dress while Beth was holding hands with Frannie. Both close to Quinn leaning against the counter.
"Look, what I was trying to saying as if you're going to start a new life, don't start making mistakes, okay? I invited Santana and dad will probably invite Sam and I hope you know what to do. I'm not telling you to pick one, but don't be such a complete idiot running the risk of getting hurt. "
"I hope so, too." Quinn smiled at her sister. "It's complicated because with Sam I feel at home, but today when I looked into Santana's eyes it was like ..." Quinn paused. "It was different ... I don't know exactly how to explain it, but it caught me. The way she looked at me."
"Quinn, you don't need to choose between Santana and Sam, you've woken up from an accident with a story about your life you don't even remember. Your priority right now needs to be your health. Take care of you and your daughter."
The moment Quinn glanced at Beth, the little girl was staring at her with her large, beautiful hazel eyes. Beth smiled at her mother and even without paying attention to what they were talking about the way her daughter looked at her made Quinn realize that look, that child in front of her was waiting for her. Beth depended on her and this child Quinn needed to worry about at that moment.
"But if I didn't mention it we're still Team Santana." Frannie was pointing at her and then at her niece, making Quinn laugh as she received the bag with Beth's dress. "Stop going out with people who haven't even cared about you in those five years and try to focus on your life. What you want for now. That includes not going out with Sam anymore. "
"Going out with Sam?" Beth stared at the two of them. "Is mommy going out with Sam? For ice cream? "Quinn scowled at her sister. This conversation shouldn't be happening in front of Beth.
"Exactly." Frannie chuckled. "And that's exactly what we are going to do right now, how about ice cream, huh?"
"I don't like him, but I like ice cream." Beth paused, holding her mother's hand now. "Lets have ice cream."
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Santana was on the radio doing her show with a touring band that used to open shows for other famous artists. The band became famous for their covers posted on YouTube.
"So this weekend will you guys be opening the show for Florence + The Machine?" Lauren, one of Santana's colleagues, commented after Mila, the lead vocalist talked about her schedule. "I get VIPs, right?" She spoke so lovely, they all laughed.
"Oops, if Lauren get free tickets I get one too." Lucian, the other announcer, played with Lauren making fun of her.
"We expect you all there." Mila smiled.
"We'll all be there." The Latina spoke to her main microphone. "And for anyone interested in seeing this wonderful live band, they'll be on Saturday at 55 Bar at 9 pm. All the details are on our Facebook page." The Latina spoke to her listeners. "And for you who haven't yet signed up in our promotion don't forget to enter our website www.97. and sign up to win two Vips tickets for the Muse's show. The result comes out next week at 2 pm." Santana slid the button on her desk to start playing one of Muse's songs. She cut off the microphones and chatted between them.
"Santana?" Tyler walked into the studio calling the Latina. "Can you come here for a minute?" Santana nodded, standing up. She would only have three minutes to come and go. "San, I called you here because I want to introduce you to the new intern." Santana looked at Tyler and realized that beside him was a dark-skinned girl just like her. Her hair was a perfect black smooth with a few lights just lightening the tips. She looked new, appeared to be at least 18 years old or even less. "She's going to work with you. Her name is Lily. Lily Kellerman." The brunette held out her hand to Santana as she smiled.
"Santana. Santana Lopez. Wow, how old are you?"
"23." Lily laughed softly. "It's a pleasure to meet you and work with you."
"Thanks. I need to get back to finish the show and I'll be right back to talk to you, okay? "Lily nodded and Santana returned to the studio taking her place.
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"Mommy, can we go home now?" Beth was on Quinn's lap and she was clearly tired. They just had ice cream after Quinn bought Beth's shoe.
"Of course, little one, we're already going." The blonde shared her bags with her sister who also bought shoes for her to wear at her engagement party. "We're going to Grandpa's, okay? I think Santana is not home yet so you have to come home with mommy."
The little girl said nothing, just laid her head on her mother's shoulder and closed her eyes. She would probably sleep as soon as she got in the car. Beth didn't want to go to her grandfather's house, she felt that Judy and Russell didn't like her, because they were never allowed her to do anything.
"Mommy, can you take me to mama's work?" Beth spoke shyly as Quinn put her in her seat. The blonde looked into her daughter's eyes and realized that she didn't really want to go to her house.
"I'll call Santana first, okay? If she says it's okay, Mommy takes you there. "Quinn closed Beth's belt and sat in the passenger seat, pulling her phone out of her purse.
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Santana was on her break and she could talk to Lily. Everyone in the studio had gone out to eat and she was the only one who asked Tyler to call the new intern.
"Hi Lily." The brunette came in smiling and Santana showed the chair in front of her for Lily to sit down. "No need to be nervous."
"I know. Tyler said good things about you and how cool it's to work with you, mrs Lopez."
"Please call me Santana, you don't have to call me mrs Lopez and blah blah blah. I hate it, I feel old." Lily chuckled.
"OK... Santana." Santana couldn't help but smile. She was always a good person with all her staff.
"Well, then, don't be scared. Now tell me, are you studying?" The Latina crossed her legs.
"Yes, I am. I need an intership so I came here, because I always listen to your show and I find it really fun."
"That's great. I studied journalism and ended up coming to the wrong place, but I have to say that this is my passion. I started as a intern too and see where I am right now. But I started very low." Lopez shrugged. "But don't think it will be easy."
"Are you going to make me get you coffee, your clothes at the laundry, and I don't know, get your dog from the vet?" Lily was funny making Santana laugh.
"Don't be silly, I don't have a dog." Santana waved her off. "But, I love my black coffee without sugar in the morning." The Latina laughed softly. "Don't worry, you're my intern not my slave."
They were still talking and Santana wondered if Lily had worked before, asking about her professional experiences. They were so focused in their conversation that both jumped when the door opened and little Beth came run to her mama.
"Mama!" Beth jumped in her mama's lap while Quinn stood in the doorway. The little girl was passing behind Lily's chair, throwing herself into the Latina's lap. "Mama, Mommy bought a beautiful dress for me and I chose the dress myself." The little girl was kneeling on her mother's legs, her hands resting on Santana's shoulder.
"Really? I'm sure your dress is beautiful, bee." Santana kissed her daughter's forehead and then turned to Quinn.
"Hey." The Latina smiled and realized that Quinn's eyes were on Lily.
"Mm, hey. I hope we're not interrupting anything."
"Nah, you don't, it's fine, we were just talking." Santana settled Beth on her lap and looked at Lily. "Lily, this is my daughter Beth. Beth, this is Lily, she'll be working with mamí." Beth smiled as she laid her head on Santana's chest. The little girl has always been very shy and hardly open to someone new.
"Hi Beth, it's nice to meet you." Lily was nice and reached for Beth's.
"Hi." The little girl held Lily's hand.
"And this is Quinn." Santana turned to Quinn. The blonde approached, holding out her hand.
"Hi Quinn, nice to meet you." Lily stood up.
Fabray stared at Lily a way Santana knows really well. Was she jealous? Why the hell would she be jealous?
"Likewise." Quinn smiled as she turned to the Latina. "I have to go, she asked to come here and I didn't want to force her to come with me."
"No, it's okay, she can stay here." Beth hugged Santana tightly, looking at Quinn.
"Well, then I gotta go. It was nice to meet you, Lily." Quinn said goodbye first to the brunette, turning to her daughter. "Bye, little one, I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Quinn bent down and kissed Beth's forehead. When she lifted her face she realized how closed she was to Santana's. She bit the corner of her lips and then pulled away looking everywhere but at the Latina. "Bye, San."
"Bye, Quinn."
"Bye mommy, I love you." Beth waved as Quinn walked out the door.
The blonde walked down the elevator taking a deep breath, not understanding why seeing Lily and Santana disturbed her so much. It didn't make sense. She couldn't be jealous, she doesn't even have the right to be jealous.
Xxxx
The day of the party had finally arrived and Santana had finished an anxious Beth ready while she watched TV. The latina put Beth's shoe on and a tiara with a delicate bow.
"All done." Santana took her daughter off the couch. "No running or jumping." Beth nodded and walked slowly, afraid to knead her dress, making Santana laugh. "But you can walk normal, mija. And please, don't eat anything that makes you messing up the dress." The little girl pretended to walk into the kitchen, but she smiled as she sat down on the couch again. Santana made sure she would sit still waiting for her and went to her room to finish getting ready.
The Latina wore tight black dress just above her knees and a black high-heeled sandal. She sit in the chair in front of the mirror and put a bit of make-up. She wore a perfect outline over her lashes that only Santana could do. Lopez took out her beige coat and put it on.
Santana left the room and all she could hear was Beth laughing. "Wow, you look beautiful, mama."
"Thank you, princess." Santana grabbed her purse, cell phone and her car keys. "Let's go, mijá."
"Mommy went out with Sam," Beth said from nowhere as she held her mother's hand. "They went out to have ice cream." Santana looked at Beth surprised and she knew exactly that it wasn't for ice cream that Quinn went out with Sam.
The Latina didn't say anything, she was so confused she couldn't understand. She thought Quinn was letting her get back into her life, but was she going out with Sam? Going out with Sam while giving Santana a chance? Now that she found out about Sam, things got even worse.
Xxxx
Santana was parking her car near the Fabray's house and Beth was already taking off her seat belt. They got out of the car and the Latina held her daughter's hand. As they approached the door Santana realized how tense she was. The drive to the Fabray house was quiet, Santana did said anything and there was only Beth singing in the back seat.
The door was open with a security just ahead, they entered the house it was full. Groups of friends scattered around the room, kitchen and even in the hall between the stairs and the living room. The two of them continued walking until they reached the back of the house where there was a beautiful and large garden with several tables scattered. A large table with some fruit followed by empty bowls and a waiter right behind serving champagne.
"Santana?" Frannie was right next to them and before Santana could think of anything, the blonde's arms were already hugging her.
"Hi Frannie." Santana hugged her back and Frannie let go of her and gave her attention to little Beth.
"Beth, you look beautiful." Beth smiled at the compliment and hugged her aunt's leg. Frannie reached down and took the toddle in her lap.
"Thank you, Aunt Frann." Beth ran her hand through her hair.
"Santana you mind if I look for Brian because he'll love seeing this little one."
"No of course not. Go ahead." Santana smiled and Frannie squeezed Beth and they both left.
"Would you like a drink?" A thick voice sounded from behind Santana, making her turn.
"Mr. Fabray." The Latina smiled politely. "How are you?"
"I'm fine, thank you." He held out his hand to the Latina. "Care to come with me for a few minutes?" Santana hesitated for a few seconds before finally following Russell. "Let's go this way, Santana."
Santana was suspicious, but not afraid. She was never afraid of anyone and wouldn't be afraid of Russell, she was ready for anything that came from Mr. Fabray.
"I didn't know you were coming." Russell stopped by the bar getting the drinks.
"Frannie invited me."
"I thought you were here for Quinn." Mr. Fabray took the two drinks and handed one to the Latina. "It's good you're not here for her."
"Pardon?" Santana frowned. "Of course I'm here for Quinn. Frannie was polite to invite me, but I came for Quinn. "
"Look Santana, let's face it." Russell lowered his glass. "You and Quinn will never happen again and she's almost getting back to Sam. It's the right thing to do." Mr. Fabray took a sip of his drink and Santana looked at him in disbelief.
"How can you be so... Stupid? After everything you've done for her. After everything Sam did to her you still want them to get back together? What kind of a father are you?" Santana laughed ironically to keep from throwing her drink at Russell. "Do you think I don't know all the horrible things you said to her? I saw her cry at nights because she missed her parents, but Quinn was so hurt and disappointed in you that I could barely talk about you." Santana was trying to keep calm. "I was there for her in situations she clearly needed you. So no, don't tell me what's best for Quinn, because you have no idea what's best for your daughter. If you care so much about her, why did you never seek her out to sort things out? My father was an alcoholic, but he was a better father than you." Santana set her drink on the counter and turned her back, leaving Russell standing alone in the same place.
She was so angry she had to take a deep breath as she walked through the garden and caught sight of Quinn talking to some friends including Sam standing next to her. Santana approached behind Fabray, letting her hand slide down her waist and bringing her lips to the blonde's ear.
"Hey, gorgeous," Santana whispered as she turned away.
"Santana! Oh wow." Quinn's eyes traced the latina's body and it was hard to face her without losing her breath. "You look beautiful." Quinn released her hand from the latina adjusting her hair.
"No more than you." Santana kissing Quinn's cheek. "You look beautiful." The Latina said and could see Quinn's cheeks turning red.
Quinn really looked beautiful. She wore a short lace red dress, a little above her knee, and a black heeled shoe that left her almost at the same height as Santana.
"Where's Beth?" Quinn asked as Sam now turned to stand beside her, but Santana tried to ignore it.
"Frannie kidnapped her for a few hours, I think her sister kidnapped our daughter and that engagement party was just an excuse." Quinn was laughing low as Santana shrugged her shoulders.
"Hi, Santana." Sam reached out to the Latina who thought about ignoring him.
"Hi, Evans." Santana grinned wryly.
"I'll go find Beth if you guys don't mind." Quinn stared at Sam for a few seconds past the two of them leaving them alone.
What is she thinking? Leaving me alone with Sam? What does she want? And why did she look at him like that? The Latina breathed deeply as her pain began to appear. She looked at the blond in front of her and was silent. Santana was so uncomfortable and angry that she couldn't even move, starting to regret being there.
"This is ridiculous." Sam broke the silence between them. "But I still think she likes me," the blonde commented.
Santana looked at him unbelievingly. First Russell, now it was Sam? But coming from Sam, it was worse.
"You're kidding, right?" Santana stared at him.
"What?" Evans's tone was shallow. "No, I'm just telling the truth, Santana. Me and Quinn are getting back. She still has feelings for me." The Latina was holding on to keep from hit Sam.
"How can you think that after everything you've done she's still coming back to you? Don't forget that one day she may wake up remembering everything. And how will be Sam? Huh? You two sharing the same bed and she remembering everything? Do you really think she's going to want to stay with you?" The Latina shook her head. "Well, she told me everything about you, pretty girl."
"Seriously Lopez? I feel sorry for you." Now it was Sam's turn to try to offend her. "She woke up in that hospital not remembering you, but me. Quinn didn't even remember that she had a life with you, let alone a daughter." Santana half closed her eyes and could feel the rage running through her body. "She told you everything, huh? Did she mention that she went out with me the night after she went out with you for lunch? Did she mention that we kissed? Oh wait, she didn't tell you because she doesn't know who you are anymore." The latina clenched her hand. "Look out Lopez, she can come back to me anytime and -"
Before Sam could say anything, Santana lifted her hand hitting Sam's face so hard that Evans had to hold himself so he wouldn't fall to the ground. "You make me sick, a piece of shit that should have disappeared from Quinn's life. A son of a bitch stick guy who shouldn't even show your face again." The Latina pointed her finger at Sam who was still numb.
"Santana!" Quinn calls to the latina as she approaches. "What are you doing?" Fabray came up to help the boy compose himself. "Are you okay?" Quinn was talking low with Sam trying to get him back.
Santana couldn't handle this anymore. How did she care more about him? This is ridiculous. Quinn should be at her side and not worry about Sam. The Latina's eyes began to fill with tears, but she wouldn't allow herself to cry. Not there. Her chest was hurting again, making her breath fail every second. She just wanted to leave, she couldn't take it anymore.
The Latina turned around leaving Quinn with Sam. She wanted to get out of there as fast as she could and rushed past the guests in the garden into the house approaching the door.
"Santana, wait!" Quinn was pulling her and when Santana saw her she allowed her tears to fall.
"What do you want, Quinn? You don't have to worry about me, or maybe worry about why I hit Sam." Santana was starting to attack Quinn, but she was feeling so much pain she couldn't control herself.
"That's exactly why I'm here, Santana. I want to know what happened. - "
"That's ridiculous, Quinn. I'm going crazy every day, I play a fool every time you approach me, because you do this to me." The Latina sob, without worrying who was watching. "I'm trying to help you, to bring everything we had. To bring you back and look at the way you treat me, Quinn." Quinn didn't know what to do, but she was crying seeing Santana so hurt. "I'm doing everything and you throw yourself at Sam."
"Santana, that's not fair."
"Is not fair? Quinn," Santana paused, lowering her voice. "I see the way you look at him." The Latina breathed deeply. "I know you like him, because you used to look at me that way." Quinn felt a stab in her chest. Again she had just hurt Santana.
"Santana, I. - "
"No, I think we need to start being realistic. Your memory will not come back." Santana looked away from Quinn, who was sobbing. "I'm still a stranger to you."
"I don't want to hurt you and I'm not trying to hurt you, Santana. I just, "Quinn took a deep breath. "I'm just so tired of disappointing you all the time."
"I know."
"I'm so sorry. I'm sorry," Quinn said as she ran a hand over her cheek, wiping away her tear.
"I'm going to apologize to your sister later." Santana stood staring into Quinn's eyes for a few minutes in silence. "How do you look at the woman you love and tell yourself it's time to walk away?"
"Santana?" The Latina turned to look at her. "I hope one day I can love you the way you love me." Quinn's words made Santana's heart clench as if someone were kneading him. She stared at Quinn for a few seconds, realizing that some people were staring at them.
"You figured it out once, you'll do it again." The Latina turned around taking her purse and walking away, leaving Beth with her mommy.
Santana drove and could barely see since her eyes were too wet. She couldn't stop crying and her breathing made it difficult for her to go home. She tried to count to ten breathing every second, but it was hard. Her heart was in Thousand pieces. She had so many hopes and suddenly, everything disappeared.
The Latina got out of her car slamming the door hard entering her house. She threw her coat on the couch, heading straight to Quinn's studio. Santana was so angry with herself for let Quinn take her belt off that night. Santana was angry because she knew that at that moment she had just given up on the love of her life.
As soon as she opened the door to the studio she turned on the lights and without thinking she threw one of Quinn's sculptures on the floor made it to break into pieces. She approached one of the tables turning it to the floor dropping another sculpture that Quinn hadn't finished yet. The Latina went to the second table where five paint cans lay on it with paintbrushes and leaves scattered across the table. Santana was crying non-stop and her pain was so much that she no longer knew what she was doing. The table swung forward and the cans fell spilling paint all over the floor.
Santana came out of her trance with rage staring at the studio with a hand on her forehead beginning to feel dizzy and she could barely breathe.
The latina returned to the room taking her cell phone and calling Brittany. She was so nervous that she couldn't say a word, but understood that Brittany was coming to her house. It seemed her heart would come out of her mouth at any moment and she just wanted the pain to stop. She returned to the studio where she sat on the floor looking at the mess she had made. Santana stretched her legs acrossed her feet and leaning her head against the wall.
She closed her eyes and heard the door to her house open. In seconds, two people hugged her. Santana laid her head on Rachel's shoulder as Brittany stroked her hair.
The three of them sat on the floor leaving Santana in the middle. Rachel was holding the Latina's hand as she laid her head on Brittany's shoulder. The three of them were silent no one say anything at all. Rachel and Brittany knew that Santana just needed her moment.
A few minutes later and Brittany stood up facing Santana. "Come on, let's go to bed, Tana." Santana had stopped crying, but the pain was still there. The Latina held out her hand to let her friends pick her up and take her to the bedroom. "San, you need to take off your shoe." The Latina stopped in the middle of her room havin another breaking down suddenly crying and sobbing.
"It's over," Santana whispered as she forced herself to breathe. "It's hurt so much."
"I know, San. We're here with you." Rachel held herself not to cry and only led the Latina to the bed, making her sit down. Brittany took off her friend's sandal and they both laid Santana on the bed. Each sat down on one side of the latina leaning against the headboard. Rachel ran her hand over her friend's hair, while Brittany was now holding Lopez's hand.
Within seconds Santana fell asleep. Brittany threw a sheet over her and they both left the room and let the Latina rest. They didn't know exactly what had happened, but it was clear that it wasn't good. The two didn't want Santana to wake up the next day alone, so they decided to sleep with her.
Santana had left Beth with the Fabray and knew she would meet Quinn the next day. What she didn't know was how she would react. Santana wasn't stupid and knew it was over and she had to accept that Quinn might never remember her. She tried... Santana tried everything she could to bring her wife back to her, to Beth, but now she needed to accept everything that was happening and focus on herself and Beth. She needs to be ok for Beth.
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