DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN GLEE

Santana took the long way home that night. She was terrified to tell her parents. She knew they wouldn't understand. She entered her house to find her parents talking. They didn't hear Santana walk in the house.

"Something is wrong with her Mario. She just won't tell us." Her father sighed.

"She's not keeping anything from us. Relax Maria you're overreacting. I'm sure she's going through high school drama. Her friends probably got in a fight with her."

Got in a fight with her friends? Santana thought. What are we in? Middle school? Santana went back to eavesdropping on her parents.

"I hope your right Mario." Santana decided to just then pretend she came home.

"Hey I'm home!" Santana yelled.

"Hello sweetie how was your last day with Brittany?"

"Great." Santana then went up to her room. She was freaking out once she got in there. She knew if she told her parents, then they would kick her out, but if she didn't then she would be lying to Brittany. She can't lie to Britt.

Who's more important? My family, or the love of my life? She got out a piece of paper. She made a list of pros and cons.

Oh god I'm turning into Rachel Berry. Santana shuddered as that thought came across her. Nevertheless she continued.

Pros: I will be out of the closet, no secrets; I can be with Brittany in public.

Cons: I'll get kicked out; bullying, homeless considering not many people would take me in since I was a bitch to them.

After a couple minutes, although it seemed like hours, she made up her mind. Right at that moment her mother called her for dinner.

"Santana! Dinner's ready!"

"I'll be there in a minute!" Santana called back.

"Ok just remember; your father gets impatient when he's hungry." Santana sighed. She took a dreadfully long walk down the stairs. She found her parents sitting there waiting for her.

"Sorry I took so long." Santana mumbled.

"Santana, if you ever want to be a doctor, then you will not mumble. You must speak clearly and with confidence. Now say it again much more clearly." Santana's father said in a extremely thick accent.

"Sorry I took so long." Santana said louder and clearly.

"Much better." Mario said. They ate dinner in a comfortable silence. At least for Santana's parents in was comfortable. Santana was terrified. After dinner, Santana helped her mother with the dishes while her father watched TV.

"Hey Mama?"

"Yes sweetie?"

"Can I talk to you and pappy?"

"Of course." They both walked out of the kitchen and into the family room.

"Mario, Santana wants to tell us something." He turned off the TV.

"Of course. You know you can tell us anything." Here's the moment of truth. Santana thought.

"I'm a lesbian." Santana said. It was spoken quickly, but you could tell what she said very quickly. Maria looked shocked, while Mario looked angry. There was a small silence before Mario spoke, more like yelled."

"Get the fuck out of my house. I don't want to see your wasted face again. You are an ugly slut who deserves to die. Go be a homo anywhere but here. You are banned. You have 5 minutes to pack your stuff." Her father spoke in a cold tone. Santana had tears falling down her face, as she ran upstairs to her room. She looked around at where she will no longer be allowed. She grabbed her phone and all the money she has saved, got out a bag and put some comfy clothes in it. She heard footsteps thumping, and coming up the stairs. She ran to her door, but just before, she grabbed a picture of her and Brittany. Her dad then busted into her room.

"5 minutes are up. Now get the fuck out of here and don't come back."

Santana walked down the streets of Lima heights with her suitcase. She had no idea where to go. Britt? On vacation. Puck? Lauren wouldn't be happy about that. Quinn? If they knew she was a lesbian they wouldn't let her. Kurt and Finn? On vacation. Sam? He was already having family problems. Everybody else was already out considering they practically hate her. She sat on a bus bench and put her hands in her pockets. She felt a piece of paper crinkled up in there. She took out the note, and found that man's phone number. His voice whispered in her ear as she remembered that night. She must have been in her own world, because she didn't hear the footsteps behind her.

"Hey Spanish Babe." Santana jumped in her seat and turned around. She came face to face with that man she had an encounter with a while ago.

"Oh hi." The man sat on a bench next to her.

"What's wrong?" Santana then started crying.

"My parents kicked me out, and I have nowhere to stay." The man hid his smile hearing this.

"Well you can stay with me. On one condition." Santana looked hopeful.

"What?"

"Well you see, you stay with me and you become mine. I own a strip club and you have the perfect figure. You can pay rent that way." Santana looked at him.

"Fine." He then got up and helped her up, as they walked into the streets of Lima Heights Adjacent.

Ok so I've been getting emails about people adding this to their favorites and everything, but I only have two reviews. So thanks to AimeeBee and Elitzel for actually reviewing. It's takes only a minute to write it and it will really make my day :)

~Rainthenrainbows