Hello guys, so here's yet another update. I love this story because is the one closets to my heart and thanks to you I can make my story heard, so Thank you and I hope you enjoy this chapter.

As I grab a hold of my grandmother's hand, I can feel the coldness in her skin, and I shake my head in denial that my only family member from my point of view is sleeping away. In this moment, I feel even more scared than I was ever before, no bullying, no beat up, and certainly there are no words that hurt more than losing someone you hold your heart dearest to, your family. Suddenly, I feel one of the paramedics touch my shoulder and that's when I realized I was in a trance.

"Ms….I need you to step away for a moment." She tells me and I let go of her hand. The paramedic checks her pulse, and when she checks my grandmother's head her eyes go wide.

"We need to speed up to the hospital!" he screams to the driver and I suddenly get nervous because it doesn't sound good at all, although nothing can sound good when someone is unconscious.

"What's wrong?!" I ask him and he looks at me sternly.

"She hit her head, and she's bleeding out in the back. Usually, a hit this magnitude people die from a stroke or stay in a coma." He tells me and I start to shake my head and cry hysterically.

"No, she can't do this to me!" I tell him and he stabilizes her head so it doesn't move.

"You can't do this to me!" I scream again but this time to her and he holds me back and hugs me tightly. As he hugs me I start to hit him but then give in and cry.

"I know the doctors will find a way to bring her back….But know this, she isn't doing this to hurt you." He tells me and I look at him in shock and confused.

"How…" I am about to ask but the ambulance comes to a stop and the doors open immediately revealing the doctors and the paramedic driver.

"Let's go!Move!" the paramedics scream and they move the gurney out of the ambulance and inside the hospital running with the doctors.

As I sit inside the ambulance I cry, not knowing what's going to happen and place both of my hands in each of my eyes. I stay silent thinking over and over, asking myself what did I do? Or what did she do to deserve that? But no answer comes to me, everything is blank and numb in my thoughts now.

"Hey, Brittany is everything alright?!" I hear someone ask and turn my head to see the least person I would think to come.

"No… What are you doing here Santana?" I ask her trying not to cry in front of her, and she sits beside me in the ambulance.

"Because you need me." She tells me simply and I chuckle sarcastically.

"I don't need you Santana. I need my grandmother, that's all I need." I tell her and step out of the ambulance. I feel steps behind me and she grabs a hold on my arm, tightly but not hurting me.

"I know you need time, and you are stressed out by what's happening. And really, I don't blame you, but I want you to know that you have someone, to be there for you, and that wants to be there for you. Brittany…." She tells me and I shake my head.

"I just want to be alone." I tell her and she comes closer to me.

"And I just want to be with you." She tells me and I close my eyes by the approximity.

"Santana I need to be with my grandmother, my only family…." I tell her and she nods letting go and taking out a pen from her book bag.

"Here's my number, whenever you need someone to talk to or simply to be there call me." She tells me and writes her number in my arm. She then walks away leaving me with the feel of her hands in my arm and by the time she disappears from my sight I let of a sigh.

Midnight

As I look at the number in my arm I can't help but feel more relaxed. I watch my grandmother in the hospital bed and see her struggling to breathe. After the operation, the doctors said that by the angle of the hit in her head, she could've bled out and be brain dead. Thankfully, none of that happened and doctors where amazed by the results. Suddenly, I feel movement in the bed and I lean in worried that's when she opens her eyes wide. I start to panic but before I can scream for help she grabs my hand.

"Shhh, darling…" she tells me clearly and I smile and shake my head.

"I should call someone, a nurse or somethin-…" I get cut off by her and I don't feel this is a good sign.

"You have to be brave Brittany. If I can't be around anymore, you have to be brave and courageous. You have to let people in…." she tells me and I shake my head with tears in my eyes and hold her hand.

"No, grand mom. Everything's going to be fine, you woke up and you look alright…." I tells her and she touches my hand, in which it's on top of hers, gently, and I wait for what she's about to tell me.

"Can you just promise me something?" she asks and I wipe my tears away.

"Of course, anything." I tell her and she sighs.

"When you feel afraid, lost, or even deep in the dark side, promise me you will find a way to always get out of there, and find your direction." She tells me and I look down and nod.

"I promise." I tell her simply and I kissed her hand. Then I placed my head on the bed side where we were holding hands and in a blink of an eye I fell asleep.

'Don't ever give up, darling….Ever, what's good is about to come you just have to wait.' As I heard my grandmother's voice say that, I opened my eyes to see it was morning already. I start to raise my head and I don't feel her grip anymore.

"Grand mom? Wake up…" I tell her and when I touch her face I feel the coldness. As I look at her face, she looks relaxed, and at peace.

"Grand mom?" I say louder and shake her body a little. That's when I realized, she's gone, and I lean in to cry in her hand.

Two Days Later

As I sit on the church for my grandmother's memorial, I look around and there's a lot of people mourning, crying, and as the minister talks I close my eyes trying not to cry. My parents sitting beside me, not frowning, or feeling a bit sad by the loss of my mother's mother. The only person in my family that I could call family….

"Would anyone like to say a few words?" the minister asks and no one volunteers to do so.

"Don't you dare go up there and embarrass us more…." My mother whispers to my ear and I feel my heart break because she deserves it.

"I will…" I hear a voice and I can't help but feel surprise.

"Alright, come up young lady." The minister gestures for her to come take his place and when she steps up and looks at the people around her.

"My name is Santana, and…. I cannot describe how lovely this woman was, even if I'd know her for just weeks or months. She was kind, she also loved her granddaughter so much, and if it was for her she would've been with her all of her life, even though she wasn't alone, I know she would want that more than the world. I definitely feel that she's in a better place and that she will be here for all of the people she loved…" she says and looks at me a sparkle in one of her eyes. Everyone is in silence and shocked by the kind words Santana just expressed about my grandmother. Even the minister looks shocked but sad at the same time.

"Those were beautiful words young lady. Thank you for having the courage to come up and makes us remember Susan as she was… a beautiful woman, with an enormous heart." The minister says and Santana stands beside me, and as my parents leave my side she discreetly touches my hand.

I look at our hands touching and can't help but smile.

After everyone left, even my parents I decided to stay and to my surprise Santana too. As I look at my grandmother's tomb I can't help but feel she's at peace. I touch the tombstone and look at her name engraved.

"She's at peace you know?" I hear Santana tell me and I nod.

"Yes, I know…More at peace than any of us…" I tell her and I hear her sigh and walk to my side. She was wearing a black short dress, with long sleeves, her hair was well braided and long, she had a hairclip that held her hair back so everyone could look at her face better, and she looked beautiful.

"How did you know?" I ask her looking at her even though she didn't look at me, only at my grandmother's tombstone.

"She was much loved and very popular…." She tells me and I look at her confused until she smiles.

"And Kurt told me, when I asked about how she was, and if she needed something…" she tells me and I nod because of course.

"Right…" I tell her simply and we reverse actions, now she's looking at me and I'm looking at the tombstone.

"But I'm not going to lie, I wanted to know if you needed something, or someone." She tells me and I look at her. Suddenly she kisses me, and I feel like I'm dying, like this is where I want to be, so I kiss her back and she smiles into the kiss. When we need air, we stop kissing and press our foreheads together, Santana chuckles.

"I will always be here for you Brittany. Always…" she knew that when I kissed her back, it meant I was letting her in, giving her a chance to do something I wasn't quite sure or didn't believe yet. I was letting her be in my life…

So I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thank you all for reading my fanfics. It means a lot have a great week.