Chapter 6
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Santana pulled her car into the round cobblestone driveway that led to her parent's house; she parked the car and got out of it fixing her clothes. She made her way up the steps and knocked on the door. Those doors opened to a world of diplomats, queens, kings, politicians everyone you can possibly think of, she thought about the time she and her best friend Amanda at the time got in trouble for jumping off the very steps she was standing on. They were chastised by her mother for not being very lady like; Santana was never really lady like no matter how hard her mother tried to make her. The door opened and she was greeted by Vincenzo the family butler he gave her a warm smile as she entered the mansion.
"Lady Santana, it is so good to see you again. It seems like I haven't seen you in ages, you just keep getting more beautiful every time I see you." He gushed, out of all the help Vincenzo was the one she really liked.
"It's good to see you too Vinnie and it hasn't been that long. I was just here three weeks ago." She beamed. "Is it just my dad?"
He smiled at her, "Yes it's just your dad and you." He turned and walked away.
Santana walked into the great hall admiring all the pictures of her family along the walls. They were from simpler times when she was just as innocent and precocious; nothing could get in her way." She stopped and looked at the picture of her brother; he was handsome and looked just like her father, from what she could remember he was funny and very protective of her. When she would get in trouble he would always sneak her a chocolate sundae with lots of sprinkles to make her smile. Now it was just her and her second older brother, but he distanced himself from the family as much as he could. He is a prominent attorney in Atlanta and making a name for himself, she talked to him at least twice a week. In a way she could understand why her brother would want to distance himself, their father is a Duke and was one of the most notorious Drug Lords in the world, but no one knew that especially with the façade her family portrayed to the world. She wished she had it in her to distance herself as well, but since she was the baby and a girl they wanted their little princess near.
"Hello princess, I didn't know you were here." Alejandro's voice echoed through the hall, bringing Santana out of her thoughts.
She turned to her father, "Hi daddy, I was going to make my presence known soon." She gave him a smile, "Where is mami?"
He grabbed his daughter's hand and led them into the informal dining area, "Your mother is having a spa day with the girls. You know how women are about those types of things." He laughed.
Santana didn't understand why her father still held her hand even though she is 22 years old. It took her back to a time when she thought her father was the greatest man in the world; she looked up to him and even wanted to be like him. All that changed when she got older and realized what kind of man her father really was she made a promise that she wasn't going to be anything like him. He made everyone believe that he was a loving family man, a savvy businessman and an heir to the throne in Spain; at times she hated her father.
"How is the night club coming along? Was the first night a success?" He pulled out the chair for Santana.
The brunette sat down in the chair bringing it up to the table, "It was a very big success, the best grand opening ever and everyone loves the new redesign, very trendy." She told him casually.
He let out a small chuckle, that was his little girl always savvy and very Americanized, "As long as it's trendy and going well that is all that matters right?" He asked.
"Yeah it is." She was feeling awkward, it's been a long time since she just had lunch with her father, usually her mother was their or someone else was, but today it was just her. The maid came in with two salad plates and smiled when she saw Santana sitting there.
"Lady Santana, it is so good to see you again. I made your favorite salad and your favorite dish paella and for dessert caramel flan." She placed the plates in front of them, "I hope you brought your appetite." She turned and walked out of the dining room leaving her alone with her father. She picked up her fork and began eating her salad, while avoiding her father's gaze.
He saw the uneasiness in his daughter, he wished there was a way to make it go away, "Is there anyone new in your life princess?" He asked.
Santana put her fork down, "No one new, but I do have a friend her name is Brittany." She continued eating her salad, she hated it when her dad would ask her if she was dating anyone. It was really none of his business.
Alejandro smiled, "Brittany, that's a pretty interesting name. So tell me about her?" He asked between bites of salad.
The brunette sighed softly, "There really isn't much to tell her name is Brittany, she has a dance studio in the city. I really don't know much since we just met last night." She pushed her plate away.
"You know if it gets serious, you will have to bring her here so we can meet her. No one can be too good for my princess." He chuckled.
She couldn't help but roll her eyes, to him no one was good enough for him or her mother, sometimes she would wish that she could divorce her parents and her family for that matter. Alejandro was well aware that things haven't been quite right with him and Santana for a long time. She used to think the world of him and thought he was the next best thing to ice cream, but all of that changed that fateful night ten years ago.
Santana woke up because she heard a lot screaming and voices being raised. She crept down the stairs towards her father's study and saw him in there with two men who held guns one was pointed at her brother. She couldn't make a sound for fear that she might be heard. One of the men kept asking him about money and a supply of cocaine that wasn't as pure as he said it was. Santana had no idea what cocaine was, she thought her father was just a Duke, but she continued listening on as the men kept shouting at her father. Her brother Javier was sitting there scared as the man kept putting the gun against his head swearing in Spanish. Santana let out a silent scream and ran upstairs to her room locking it behind her a few minutes later she heard gunshots, men shouting and her mother crying out "No". The girl hid in her closet as she heard footsteps run up the stairs and voices outside of her room, she heard her door unlock and her father calling her name.
"Papi!" She cried as her father came in there and got her she was trembling like a leaf.
"Princess, listen to me baby girl something bad happened tonight. Your mother and I are going to send you to your grandmother's for a little while just until we figure some things out." He told her softly.
"Pero why papi? I don't want to go away; I want to stay here with you, mami, Javier and Christopher. I don't want to go to grandma's house she lives in the middle of nowhere, besides I don't know anyone there" She said between sniffles.
"I'm sorry carina, but this is how it has to be. You will leave first thing tomorrow morning on the private jet; your grandmother will be there to greet you. Be on your best behavior and make us proud. Remember that your mother and I love you very much."
Santana looked at him with a steely glare, "This is all because of those men who came in here talking about cocaine isn't it? I heard the noise downstairs and I went to check it out and I heard almost everything. Why daddy?"
"This conversation is over, I have stuff to take care of your mother will be here after a while
to help you get your stuff together for your grandmothers. No one and I mean no one is to know about what happened tonight." He turned and walked out the door, leaving a frightened, sad and confused Santana behind.
The maid came to the dining room and cleaned up the plates, "The paella should be out here in just a few more minutes. Would you care for anything else?" She asked.
"Santana do you want anything?" He asked his daughter.
She shook her head, "No thank you I am good." She took a sip of her water, "You know dad-?" She was cut off by his phone ringing, she rolled her eyes. Seems like every time they are together either family or just the two of them he always has to take care of business.
"No, I will not renegotiate the contract. I said I would back the studio and the show and that is what I am doing." Her father yelled into the phone.
Ever since her father got out of the drug business he fancied himself a business man providing financial help to studios, T.V shows and several blockbuster movies, everybody knows who he is. They know about that side and the fact that he is a Duke, but they don't know about him being a former Drug Lord. That is something that she wouldn't tell anybody even if her life depended on it. She had enough of this and decided to leave, she got up and pushed her chair in and ran out the door to her car. She got into it and drove off not bothering to look back or even wonder if her father knew she was missing. The brunette pulled out her phone and scrolled to Brittany's number and sent her a text.
"I am heading back to the city, I hope your classes are going great.-S"
Brittany was on a break when she heard her phone chime, she ran over to look at it and saw a text from Santana. She broke out in a huge grin which caused Quinn to roll her eyes. Her friend was acting like such a school girl.
"Are you going to stand there looking all crazy or are you going to text her back?" Quinn asked.
"I am going to text her back, I was thinking about what to say." She told her friend, before she sent a text back to her friend.
"I hope you enjoyed lunch with your dad. Will talk to you soon .xoxo-B"
"So what happened today after I left? It was like you two didn't even know that I was gone." She asked her friend.
Brittany smiled, "We talked and she told me who she was." She took a sip of her drink and looked at her friend.
Quinn had a look of disbelief on her face, how could Santana come out and just tell her, but she was crucified for knowing. It's been no secret as to who Santana Lopez's family is but she has been very tight lipped about them.
"So you know who she is? You're not freaking out about it? I mean it's not really a big deal, but come on aren't you just a little bit excited?" She asked her friend who is looking at her in confusion.
"She is Santana Lopez and she owns the night club that we went to last night. I mean it's exciting, but it's nothing to tell the news about." Brittany shrugged off her friend.
That's not what Quinn was talking about to be exact, but ignorance is bliss. It's not her place to say anything and she is not going to say anything. It's Brittany's relationship and she is going to let her handle it. Santana entered the dance studio with an air of confidence about her, that commanded attention when she walked into a room and boy did Quinn give it to her. The Latina smiled at her friend and made her way over to where they were standing.
"Am I interrupting something?" She asked looking at Quinn.
Brittany turned around at the familiar voice, "No, you're not interrupting we were just finishing up for the day. What are you doing here? I thought you were having dinner with your father." She crinkled her nose a little bit.
"Lunch was kind of cut short, so I decided to come see how you were." She smirked.
The blonde smiled, "Well I am glad to see you here. I actually couldn't wait to see you later on."
Quinn rolled her eyes, could they be anymore sickening? "I will take that as my cue to leave, I have to meet Rachel in a little bit she is taking me to go see the matinee show of Wicked. It was good seeing you again San, maybe the four of us can get together sometime." She turned and walked away leaving the two women alone.
"She is good at making exits." Brittany commented, Santana couldn't help but agree, "She has always been like that even when we were in high school. So are you free to go now?" She asked, looking around the studio.
"Let me grab my things and we can go. We have to stop by my apartment so I can change and stuff." Brittany called over her shoulder as she disappeared into a back room.
Santana used this time to look around the studio it wasn't anything over the top fancy it had a quaint feel to it. She looked at all the pictures on the wall mostly of Brittany with her dance troupe, a few performances; there were even a few pictures of her and Brittany Spears together and a few of her students putting on shows. One thing she knew about the blonde was that dancing had seem to be her life. She would have made an awesome addition to Glee club hell even the Cheerios, but Sue would probably give her hell for it though.
"I'm ready when you are." Brittany announced as she entered the room, bag and jacket in hand.
The brunette turned around, "I'm definitely ready." She smiled and walked to the door the blonde not too far behind her shutting the lights off as she went. Santana opened the door for her, and followed behind her closing it watching as Brittany locked the door. "My car is this way." She pointed directly to the left of them; Brittany's eyes went wide as she saw the silver Rolls Royce Phantom sitting there. She only dreamed of riding in one of those and today her dream was coming true.
Santana smiled, "Are you just going to stand there or are you going to get in?" She asked casually as she opened the passenger side door. "I'm definitely getting in." She smiled and walked over to the car getting in. Santana closed the door and walked around to the other side opening the door and getting in; she smiled at the blonde riding shot gun and started the car, "Which way to your apartment?"
The blondes mind went blank for a moment, "Up the street and around the corner. I'll let you know when we get there." Santana looked for oncoming traffic before pulling out into the street. "How long have you lived in New York?" She asked the blonde.
"I've been here now for about six years give and take a year. What about you, how long have you been in New York?" She asked glancing sideways at the brunette.
"About 3 years, I came here after I finished school in California. How long have you know Quinn? You two seem pretty close." She asked while they were sitting at a stop light, she swore under her breath. New York had the worst traffic ever.
This went unnoticed by Brittany, "I've known Quinn for about five, I met Rachel first and that is how I met Quinn and the three of us have been tight since then. Make a right here." She told the Latina. For some reason the blonde couldn't keep her eyes off the other woman, she was so confident and beautiful. She raked her eyes across the other woman's body and what she had on wasn't so bad either dark blue skinny jeans, a white shirt that came off her shoulder showing off her beautifully tanned skin and some black stiletto boots, she was definitely looking fierce.
"Now which way do I go?" She asked her passenger brining her out of her thoughts.
She tried not blush, "Right here, turn into the parking garage here." She pulled the car into the parking garage and drove around looking for a parking space. She found on at the very end where there wasn't any other cars. She didn't want anyone to hit her baby a gift from her dad for her twenty first birthday, she turned off the car. "We're here." Brittany got out of the car Santana following behind her enjoying the view of her ass. They stopped at the elevator waiting for it to make its descent down into the parking lot. Once the doors opened they both stepped in and watched the doors close.
"Now you have to excuse my apartment it's a little bit messy, Quinn and I don't have much time to clean it with our schedules and all." Brittany explained. Santana raised an eyebrow, "It's not super messy you know with dishes all over the place and clothes etc." The elevator stopped on the 19th floor, the doors opened and they both exited the elevator. "So you and Quinn live together? I thought she would live with her girlfriend." She questioned. They walked down the hallway until they stopped in front of a door; Brittany pulled out her keys and unlocked the door opening it.
"Well, they were living together at one point then they broke up. So I asked Quinn to stay with me and we became roommates, it seems to work better for her and Rachel right now. I don't mind because I enjoy the company." She walked into the apartment, the brunette following behind her closing the door and locking it. "This is it, home sweet home." She said dropping her keys on the hallway table.
"This is nice, very spacious and you have lots of light." Santana said entering the living room, it had lots of windows; the furniture was a light brown with traces of blue in the fabric and some white, with a blue brown and white area rug underneath a coffee table that sat in front of the couch. There was a love seat. A recliner and a few stick lamps in the corner. Santana wondered if the blonde had decorated it herself.
"That's one of the reasons I love this apartment, because of all the light. Do you want something to drink?" She asked coming out of the kitchen.
Santana licked her lips, "No thanks, I'm good. I thought you said your apartment was messy. If having a few magazines out of place on the couch, then this is the cleanest mess I have ever seen." She quipped.
Brittany couldn't stop staring at Santana's lips all she wanted to do was go over there and kiss her senseless. That is all she could really think about during her dance classes, the softness of the other woman's lips and how they tasted of strawberry, she wondered if other parts of her tasted like strawberry as well.
"Y..Yeah." Was all the blonde could manage to get out a blush forming on her cheeks, she felt like an idiot. Santana looked at her and smirked, "Deep thoughts over there? I see the steam coming from your head."
She crinkled her nose a little, "I don't have steam coming from my head, that's impossible. Besides that only happens in cartoons and this is real life." She answered.
Santana started laughing at her; it was just too cute, "I mean, what are you thinking about so hard over there?" She asked
"How much I want to kiss you." She answered, covering her mouth afterwards and closing her eyes. She could not believe she just said that, she has never been that blunt before in her life. Santana chuckled a little bit at the girl's cuteness and how flustered she was. She wanted to kiss her again too again and again and again.
"I'm standing right here, come and kiss me." She walked over to where the blonde was standing their lips only centimeters apart. Brittany licked her lips closing the distance between them pressing her lips softly against the other woman's" "Her lips still tasted like strawberry, but with a hint of salad dressing." She thought as the kiss deepened between them.
This chapter didn't come out like I wanted it to even after all the rewrites. I hope you enjoy it and yes they will actually go on their date in the next chapter. As always review and let me know what you think. New Glee tonight after the Super Bowl GO PACKERS!