Chapter 2
*Santana's POV*
I woke up the next day praying that this wasn't some sort of dream and that Brittany was still sleeping on our couch. I walked out into the kitchen and saw Quinn wandering around trying to stay quiet and doing a terrible job at that.
"Quinn! What are you doing?" I whisper
"Shit! Santana you scared me! I'm making breakfast you dumbass. Now shut up I don't want you to wake Brittany!" Quinn says quietly
"What?! She's still here?!" I yell and suddenly hear a thump coming from the living room and see a blonde head pop up from in front of the couch and that's my cue to exit. I sprint past the couch and run into my room. My breath is heavy and tears begin to cascade down my cheeks. How the hell am I going to face her? After everything I did! What if I did cause her to do something to herself? What if she hurt herself because of me? You know what? I'll just stay in my room until I get hungry or need to go to work. Who knows? I collapse on my bed and cuddle into my pillow. Great.
*Quinn's POV*
This is insane! It's insane! Santana just ran away and now I have to deal with Brittany by myself!
"Quinn?" Brittany says
"Hey Brittany!" I say as I continue making breakfast
"What's going on? Why am I here?" She asks panicking
"Brittany. Calm down. Myself Rachel and S…Just myself and Rachel found you outside our apartment building and since its winter we were worried about your safety so we brought you inside the apartment. Brittany? Why were you sleeping on the street?" I ask
"M-m-m-my parents they kicked me out of the house back in Lima so I moved here with no money and no where to live. So for the past 4 months since I arrived in NYC I've been living on the streets dancing for money in order for me to get food." She whispers
"Oh my god. Brittany. That's awful" I say
"It's ok. But listen, I best be getting out of your hair anyway. Thank you for saving my life Quinn." Brittany says as she puts the pillows back on the couch and headed towards the door
"No Brittany stop! Don't leave! Stay here! We have a spare room that you can have." I tell her as the door to my bedroom opens and Rachel walks out
"Hey Britt" she says as she makes a cup of tea
"Rachel? Would it be ok if Brittany moved in? She can live in the spare room. She needs somewhere to stay. Please?" I beg her
"Yeah of course. Brittany please take the room. I'd love it if you did" Rachel says
"Ok. If its ok with you all I'd love too" She exclaims as she runs to hug Rachel and I. This should be interesting, just wait until Santana find out.
*Santana's POV*
Why did I have to work today? Now I've got to walk past Brittany. Fuck.
I left my room and tried to tiptoe past the 3 girls sat on the couch. I was so close to the door when I stepped on the one squeaky floor board in the entire apartment. Suddenly I felt 3 pairs of eyes on me and I turned on my heels as slowly as I could.
"Santana?" Brittany whispers with her eyes wide
"Hi Brittany" I whispered looking at the floor
"I can't do this." Brittany said "I'm sorry Quinn, Rachel, thanks for the offer, but I just can't" she ran out of our apartment pushing past me and my heart broke as I heard her sob!
"Crap! We need to find her! It's winter. We can't let her live on the streets! She'll die out there!" Rachel yelled, but I couldn't do anything. I couldn't move. I couldn't talk. I couldn't breath. Next thing I knew I was looking up to the ceiling, but it wasn't the ceiling that I usually see. I looked around and saw that I was lying in a hospital room with Quinn and Rachel holding each others hand. I think Rachel was crying and so I stretched my arm out to touch her hand and she jumped, twisting her body to face me as well as Quinn
"Santana!" They both exclaimed. It's good to know they love me.
"What happened to me? I don't know what happened?" I said
"Santana you fainted, you started breathing really heavily just after Brittany left" Quinn stated and I jolted up in my bed, unplugging myself from the wires and clambered out of the lumpy hospital bed.
"Santana! What're you doing?!" Rachel yelled as I began to put on my jeans
"I'm not staying in here whilst Brittany is somewhere on the streets of New York probably close to death. I'm not going to let her die if there is something I can do about it!" I said as I pulled my red baseball shirt over my head and put on my New York Yankees red snapback and ran out of the hospital room with Quinn and Rach yelling my name whilst running after me.
"Santana! Wait Up" Rachel yelled
"We're not gonna let you search by yourself! We're gonna help you" Quinn said as we reached her car. I just looked at them waiting for them to start laughing at me "Well? You getting in?" Rach says and I jump into the car
We drive around and we pull up by our apartment building, it's been an hour and still no sight of the blonde. "Listen guys, I really appreciate you coming out to look for her with me, but you guys can go back to the apartment, I'll be fine looking alone" I tell them, but Quinn grabs Rachel's hand and it's obvious they're not leaving me. I really am grateful for that! We began walking down past the movie theater and then we heard it. Those screams that go through you like a knife through butter. We all turned and faced the back alley near the theater, we heard screams and muffled words. I'm sure that whoever it was did not want to be there. It was probably a really stupid thing to do but I ran down the alley and saw something I never wanted to see. Brittany. With some drunk-ass-man pushing her against the wall trying to force his hands down her pants.
"Oi! Mate!" I yelled and the guy turned to me
"What do you want? I'm kind of busy" He slurred out
"I'm about 99.9% sure she does not want that so I have 2 things for you. 1. You can let me crack one of your nuts, right or left, that's your choice. Or 2. You can walk away and live to be douchebag another day" I yell out.
"Oh yeah. Sweetie. You're not gonna be able to stop me!" He said and then he made a swing for me. Ok. Now Snixx is out! I punched him in the face and it knocked him to the ground. I kicked him in the balls and repeatedly kicked his face until blood was falling from his nose. He seemed kind of out of it so I left him and went over to Brittany. She was shaking so badly. "Brittany?" I whispered hoping not to startle her, she jumped and looked at me with tears in her eyes
"Santana? Why are you here? What are you doing?" She said trying not to show her tears
"I'm here because I needed to know you were ok. Clearly you weren't, so I came looking for you. I heard you scream and I beat the crap out of that guy. I'm sorry Brittany." I tell her
"Santana! Brittany!" Quinn and Rachel yelled as the ran down the alley
"Brittany, are you ok?" Quinn asked as she was checking Brittany's face for injuries
"I'm fine Quinn." Britt replied looking at the ground
"Brittany, you have to come and stay at our apartment. We have that spare room. I don't want you sleeping on the streets, not with men like that around. Please Brittany?" Rachel begged. I saw Brittany turn her head towards almost as if she was thinking through and then I saw everything that happened in High School flash into my mind, I could tell it was happening to Brittany as well. She had tears in her eyes and so did I. I don't know why or how, but I feel like someone upstairs is helping me out, giving me another chance. It's probably my Dad. He always liked Brittany in Middle School. It's complicated…but in Middle School Brittany and I were best friends. I was pulled out of my thoughts when I heard Brittany say "Ok. I'll move in" Rachel and Quinn hugged her and I began to cry. Silently. I can't believe this day is happening finally. I couldn't let them see me cry so I began to walk out of the alleyway. Maybe things will get better. Thank you Daddy.