Thanks for the reviews and all the alert guys :)

Still unbettaed, sorry for all the grammatical mistakes. Serious business between Rachel and Santana in the next chapter ;)

She used the key that she always had in her hand during all the exchange for opening her car. She threw her bag on the passenger seat, entered inside, turn on the engine and put the radio volume at maximum. She pushed the accelerator pedal without even checking behind. Rolling in the Deep was now playing through the speakers, assaulting her ears as she joined the circulation. She began to sing along, almost howling in attempt to hear her own voice over the far too loud music.

We could have it all,

Rolling in the deep,

You had my heart inside of your hands

The former Cheerio drove like this a while, without any specific destination. She just took well care to focus all her mind on the lyrics of each song. Without thinking, as the night began to fall around her, she finally parked in front of Breadsticks. She turned off everything and as the silence surrounding her, all the thoughts she tried to avoid assailed her. Santana burst into violent tears and began to hit the wheel as hard as her remaining strength allowed her.

Fuck. Fuck Brittany. Fuck her family. Fuck them all. She knew very well that her parents were uncomfortable with gay people. No, let's not be afraid to saying it; they were homophobic. What did she expected? That they would wear "proud of my gay daughter" t-shirt and go with her to the gay pride? Come. on.

She sniffed noisily, trying to avoid another wave of tears.
What the hell is she supposed to do now? She had no family around here, and anyway, what is she gonna say to them? Maybe I can find something with a friend like Quinn does with Wheezy when she was preggo? Oh well, wait a minute. I don't have any single fucking friend anymore.
She began to cry again against the wheel. Hard.

She exhausted herself eventually and fell asleep in her car. At 09.30PM, the ringtone coming from her Iphone woke her up.

"What ?" she answered. Her voice was such a mess.

"Where the hell are you? I'm waiting for you at the liquor store! You have the fake I.D remember?"

Damn. I totally forgot. "Yeah, chill out Puckerman. I'm here in 20."

She hung up and sight. So, she has two options: a) she stay in her car eating sticks and crying forever and ever on her screwed up life or b) she's going to that damn party and drinks until she doesn't even remember her first name.

She grabbed her bag and checked herself up in the mirror before get out the car. Option b.

The Latina looks like crap right now and was thankful of the dark, but not so much of the wind. She pulled her blazer closer and already can make a list of important things she had forgotten to take; like an actual coat. She shivers before enters the restaurant and head up to the restroom, where she just throws her bag on the sink and began to undress her without an ounce of bashfulness. A young woman chooses this moment for enter and stayed paralyze at the sight.

"Oh huh, excuse me I didn't-"

"Just get out of here okay?" Santana replied as she pulled out a dress from her bag.

The older woman obeyed without saying a word and the Latina put her new, expensive, low cut, smockin and turquoise dress on. She studied her reflection a long time in the mirror; her eyes were less puffy but still a little red. Her features looked like how she felt inside; miserable. She splashed her face with cold water several time then began her fancy make up, finishing with some water proof mascara.

"Finally!"

"Shut it Noah, hurry up we gonna be late"

"But you are already la-"

"Come on!" Santana stuffed Puck's fake I.D in his hand and entered the liquor store. She had to keep it herself since Noah's mother found some medicinal drugs not so medicinal in his drawer and began to act crazy and ransacked his room every now and then.

"So you're not with Brit ?" he asked innocently, totally unaware of what just happened in her life. He searched through some brands of beer and chooses 3 different packs before turning his gaze on the Cheerio again, still waiting for her to respond.

"No, obviously." She tried really hard to sound normal, like she doesn't bother, but her right hand were squeezing a bottle of tequila so hard that she thought she was going to break it. "I don't see any white rhino either around here, where's your new girlfriend?"

"Stop calling her that Lopez, that's just mean, plus she totally kicks your bony ass last time, remember? You own the girl some respect."

"Yeah whatever." They choose some more bottles and headed to the checkout.

"37$ please"

"Can you pay? I think I lost my wallet. Again." Puck asked, his hand searching in his empty pockets.

"Seriously?" She groaned, exasperated and amazed in the same time at how he managed to not lose his own head sometimes. She gave her blue card, type her combo and wait.

"I'm sorry miss, it's denied"

"What? It's not possible I-" She stopped.
Oh no they didn't…

"What's goin on Santana?"

"Nothing" She took back her card and opened her wallet, hoping that she's going to found some cash. 60$. Thanks god. "There must be an error" She glanced furiously at the poor boy, knowing perfectly inside that it wasn't his fault. "Here" She paid and finally looks back at what was still staying in her hand. Great, now I have no home. And 20$ to live.
She knew that her parents had frozen her count because they want her to come back. Or maybe just make her even more miserable. Whatever, there's no way she's coming home.

"You're hot tonight Lopez" Puck grinned as he checked her out before putting the alcohol in the trunk.

"I already know that" She congratulated herself for the miraculous makeup. The former Cheerio paused a second before enter her car, an idea popping up in her mind. "So, where's rhi-, Lauren again?"

"She's at NY for the week end with her folks"

"Lucky her" Santana smiled evilly and enter in the car.

"Why that?" Puck asked suspicion in his voice.

She just shrugged, turned the car on and pulled out the parking lot.

So, here's the plan; She's gonna drink, a lot. Then gets into Puck's pants and make him forget about all kind of oversized things with glasses. She's gonna make up a motive for a fight with her folks and ask for staying one day or two for a start. Yeah she was with Sam but he was totally useless in this situation, his parents doesn't know her like Puck's, and they never gonna let her stayed at their house. And he had a crazy number of siblings anyway.

She pulled in front of Berry's house. She had her plan B.