Im kinda sad about the lack of reviews but thank you so much to everyone who did! I know in the last chapter I talked about self-injury, and that IS something I have gone through myself. Anyway, this chapters a little longer, hope you like it! Please review!
After Glee club, Brittany walked home while Santana had to stop by the daycare and preschool to pick up the little boys, Matthew and Josiah. Matthew, although he was a four year-old boy full of energy, noticed that Santana was in an unusually foul mood. "Santi, what's wrong?" He asked, his big brown eyes full of adorable wonder. Santana's icy heart melted a bit. She had a soft spot for all the Pierce children, not just the oldest one.
"I'm just tired sweetheart." Santana lied. Matthew gave her a skeptical look that Amy had taught him, no doubt. On the way home, Josiah babbled his cute little baby talk, while Matthew sang along to his Sesame Street soundtrack. Josiah, with his pale blonde hair and innocent smile looked incredibly like Brittany. Matthew had the darkest skin and darkest hair of the Pierces, and his expression reminded Santana of herself. For a split second, Santana almost imagined that these adorable little boys were her own. Hers and Brittany's, that is. But she pushed that fantasy far from her mind. She felt absolutely disgusted with herself. But still, there was a hint of a smile on her face.
Santana got to the Pierces first, which surprised her as Amy had started walking a while before. Normally she wouldn't think twice about this, but she knew for a fact Amy was up to something. She took the boys inside and got out an after school snack for Matthew. She realized she knew the cupboards better than her own, she even knew which plate was Matthew's favorite. After giving him yogurt and carrot sticks, (Amy was a health-freak) she went out to the table reserved only for homework. Amy tried her best to have everything in her siblings lives be predictable, because their parents were so unpredictable.
Santana got out her math book and notebook and grabbed a pencil and calculator off of the perfectly organized "Homework Table." Josiah sat on the floor near her, playing with his toy cars. Santana worked on the math for a while, but her mind was elsewhere. She kept looking up at all the pictures in the room. There were pictures of the 5 Pierce children through every age, from pregnancy to current state. Santana noticed the pregnancy photos were about the only pictures featuring the parents. She found that she was in almost every picture with Britt, along with some of her holding the little boys, and a few with Mary. There was only one picture with just her and Amy. They stood side by side, giving each the playful look that perfectly represents their head-butting personalities. She smiled, not surprised Amy would choose that picture to frame and hang up.
Just as she was getting back to her math, she heard the door open up. She forgot her common sense and ran to the door, hoping it was Brittany. She had a few, ahem, desires she felt the increasing need to fulfill. Amy carried a shopping bag, and it didn't escape Santana's eyes that she was careful to keep the contents of the nag hidden. Santana's mood and eagerness didn't escape Amy either.
"Wow San, if you were any more eager right now I could fricking sue you" she laughed
"What the…Anyway what's in the bag?" Santana desperately tried to change the subject
"Nothing you need to be concerned about San. Just some stuff." Amy smiled mischievously. She was proud of herself. She knew that Santana hated losing arguments, and hated feeling like someone had power over her. Also, although it was gross to think about, she knew the one way Santana made herself feel better was sex. Sex…with her sister. Amy, unlike most people her age, didn't think sex was "gross" or "cool" she thought it was somewhat normal, and somewhat beautiful.
Amy said hi to her little brothers, then went upstairs to her older sisters room. She was glad Mary's carpool had brought her home at just the right time, so Santana was distracted. She turned up the heat, and went into Brittany's room. She turned on the humidifier, which released hot steam into the air, for when people were congested. Then, she brought out the brand new scented candles and lit them around the room. She knew if her plan worked, the two older girls wouldn't have time to wonder how they got there. Then she went over to the large dry erase board. Magnets held up pictures, most of them pictures containing the two people she was playing matchmaker to. There were a few family photos, and she took those down. She shifted the pictures around and in the middle of the board wrote a big "LOVE" Then she fiddled with the lock, knowing that her parents had been dumb enough to purchase doorknobs that allowed one to easily switch which side the door was locked from. She pressed the nail into the outside of the door and smiled. She considered praying, but realized praying for pre-marital sex was probably not the best thing.
She looked out the window and sure enough, saw her older sisters red uniform rounding the corner of the street. Now, she had to move fast. "Mary, Matthew, Josiah, we're going to the park!" she yelled, breaking her own house rule. She grabbed Josiah and put his shoes on at record speed, while Matthew and Mary eagerly put on theirs. For once, Matthew had managed to put his shoes on the right feet. After ushering the young children out the door, she turned back to Santana, smiled, and muttered one word to top everything off. "Bitch." Then she closed the door, and walked quickly to the park, quite proud of herself.
Brittany came through the door less than a minute after her siblings had run out. "Hey San" she said, and before anything else could happen, she felt hands on her back, a tongue thrusting into her mouth, and hips, grinding ,pushing her against the wall. They stayed lip-locked the entire way into her room, which is not easy going up stairs, but they had mastered the skill long before. They got into Britt's room, which was now as hot as a sauna, and two Cheerios uniforms hit the ground.
The Pierce children walked down the street, Amy holding Josiah on her hip, while Mary and Josiah held hands. They had walked past about five houses when they heard a scream coming from behind them. "Shit," Amy thought "she must have been madder than I thought." "What was that?" Mary asked. "Um, sounded like a bird to me." Amy said "A very mad little bird" She walked faster, as the screams continued. "Have fun" she thought to herself. You're gonna be up there for a long, long time.