Okay so I'm not gone, I was on a bit of a Hiatus but I am back with a vengeance. This chapter is a bit of a introduction, what is not explained in this chapter will be explain in the next. Which has already been started. Any way, I hope you enjoy please review and tell me your thoughts, I promise I update when possible and that the next chapter will be exciting and action packed.
Chapter 1: Igniting the Fire
Santana ran down her street in a light jog. It was her ideal time for a work out. The time where no one would hound her to be careful and no one would tell her to be careful. She believed in pushing herself to her limit, however, other people didn't have that same belief. She jogged into her house before silent light closing the unlocked door as she often did during her morning workouts. She slipped off her shoes and tip toed to the kitchen. She grabbed a bottle of water and quietly retreated into her room.
"Santana," She heard someone say her name in the hall way. She silently turned around. An older black haired woman stood in front of her. Obviously, she was of Latin origin. She and Santana shared similar feature but still looked nothing alike. Santana looked at the woman.
"Yes," She responded in an almost scared voice.
"Where were you?" Santana looked at the ground. She sighed in frustration.
"I went for a run," She answered quickly.
"Mija," The older woman said. Santana took an audible breathe and looked at the older woman.
"I was perfectly fine mom." Santana said. "If that makes you feel better, I was with Brittany." Santana lied. "You know she wouldn't let anything happen to me." The woman clamped her lips together in disappointment. She put her hands in the air giving up on the argument.
"Let me see your heart monitor," The woman said putting her hand out. Santana sighed and reached on her waist and walked to the woman she called mom. As she pulled the device off of her waist the wires attached to it began to lift up her shirt. The woman took the device from Santana. She looked at the monitor. The woman was immediately distraught. "You couldn't have been with Brittany. Brittany would have never let your heart rate get this high!" The older woman yelled. Santana sneered and snatched the heart monitor away.
"Mom, I was perfectly fine. I'm wearing my bracelet. I had my monitor on and I know my limits!" Santana defended. "I'm not a child! I'm 17!"
"You are my daughter Mija whether you like it or not and I will not let you harm yourself no matter how old you get. You have to be careful Mija. That's all I ask." Santana responded with a sneer. She put her monitor back on her side.
"I'm going to get ready for school. Brittany's going to pick me up in an hour. I don't want to keep her waiting." Santana said walking away trying to hide the fact that she was about to cry but the other woman knew better.
"Come here Santana," The woman said pulling her daughter in for a hug. "You are the only daughter I have and I want you to be safe and I want you to outlive me and have me some beautiful grandchildren. That's why I'm always so hard on you."
"I know mom." Santana said. "I just need to relax." She turned the knob to her bedroom door. "Next time, I'll let Brittany come with me." Her mother sighed and seemed relieved by the new. "I'm going to get ready for school. Brittany's going to be ready in an hour."
"Okay Mija," Santana retreated in her room. She hoped that her day wouldn't continue to be as horrible as it started.
Santana sat on the bleachers watching Brittany finish up her swimming practice. Brittany had scolded her that morning when she found out about Santana lone run. Brittany was in some ways worse that her mother when it came to worrying about her. Santana loved her mother and Brittany but sometimes she wished that they didn't worry about her so much. She was perfectly capable of taking care of herself. The first few years of her life had proven that.
Santana had been adopted by her now mother when she was 6. The woman and herself had instantly clicked. Santana had been glad to have someone that could understand her in more than one language and Ms. Lopez was nice and lived right across the street from Brittany. The woman was instantly in love with Santana and Santana felt safe. She loved her mother whether she was her birth mother or not.
Santana remembered being surprised that she was adopted. Most people hadn't desired to take her home because of her heart condition. She had a rare heart condition that made her heart beat slight quicker than other human beings. Her resting heart rate was usually one that would make her seem like she was doing a light jog. Due to her condition, she had to wear a heart monitor at all times.
"Okay Ladies, that's it for today. I will see you tomorrow for practice." Santana watched as everybody piled out of the pool except for Brittany. Brittany watched as everyone retreated to the locker rooms. Santana looked curiously at Brittany as they were now the only two people in the room. Brittany watched Santana from the pool.
"Why are you staring at me like that?" Santana said with a confused look on her face. "Don't you have to go home and feed Fuego?" She said thinking about the old dog. Brittany shrugged.
"Clare's home, she'll feed him." Brittany said referring to her older sister. "I just want to swim a few more laps." Brittany continued looking at Santana. "Why don't you come in and swim with me?" Santana raised an eyebrow. She sneered at the question.
"Aren't you worried about my heart?" Santana tone was a bit angry.
"Come on Santana, I'm sorry about this morning. I was just…worried…" Brittany said. "It's not my fault that all I do it worry about you." The blonde pouted. "Come on Tana, join me," Santana laughed.
"I don't even have a suit."
"Your underwear will do." Brittany said. Santana slipped out of her jacket and then the rest of her clothes. She clipped her monitor to her underwear knowing device was water proof. She slipped in the pool in front of Brittany who was smiling at her. She instantly hugged Santana tightly. "Do you forgive me San?" Brittany whispered in Santana's ear. Santana blushed lightly at their closeness.
"Brittany, this is a public pool." Santana reminded her.
"I'm very aware." Brittany said letting her lips touch Santana's for a peck. Santana accepted the kiss. Santana enjoyed every moment they had alone together. Brittany always made it worth her wild. "Do you forgive me?" She said in between kisses. She stopped kissing Santana. "I don't like when you hate me." Santana frowned.
"I can never hate you." Santana said feeling the blonde's breathe on her own. "I'm sorry," Santana said. "I know how much you worry." Santana smiled. "But you have to trust me when I say I'm careful. I know my limits."
"I do trust you…but I still can't help myself from worrying." Brittany said. Santana leaned in and kissed Brittany attaching their lip yet again. There kiss immediately got heated as it often did when they kissed. It was a rush of emotion whenever they kissed. Santana thought that every kiss reminded her of the first.
Santana let her lips run down Brittany's neck. Brittany let out a light giggle. Santana smiled at she brought herself back to her lips. Santana took in a heavy breath before letting her hand tangle in Brittany's hair. Before she could go any further she heard a loud beep coming from her waist she felt Brittany try and pull away but Santana pulled her closer know what she was trying to do. The loud beep sounded again.
"Santana," Brittany said pulling away seeing the disappointed look on Santana girlfriend. "I think we should stop and head home." The disappointment quickly turns to anger as Santana pushes herself out of the pool. "Whatever Britt," She said head back to the bleacher to gather her stuff. There was another loud beep. Brittany got out of the pool following Santana closely.
"Wait Santana," Brittany said trying to grab ahold of Santana. "Santana," She heard the beeping again signifying that Santana heart beat was approach a danger zone. Santana grabbed the device and lifted her hand to throw it Brittany stopped her. "You don't want to do that."
"Yes I do." Santana said. "I'm not a fucking child!" Santana yelled.
"I know that San."
"No you don't! If you did, you would push me away every time a make out get too heated!" Brittany brought Santana hands down to her side. "You are my girlfriend, not my mother! I'm fine!"
"Santana calm down," Brittany said hear another beep from the device. "Why don't we go back to my house and we'll discuss this." Brittany said calmly.
"Why, because you're afraid that my heart is beating a little fast," Santana said. "I've never passed out when we've kissed or even come close."
"Santana, I know but come on get dress and we'll go to my house. I just want you to calm down sweetie."
"Fine," Santana said angrily. Brittany clipped the device on to Santana's hip.
"Come on in the locker room, we can shower at my house. I'll go grab my stuff and I'll meet you at the car."
"Whatever," Santana said. Santana immediately began to think of the fight they had had that very morning. "I'll meet you at the car okay." Santana retreated hearing the beeping on the way.
She had considered that she often over reacted to anything that involved her heart. She knew the dangers of her heart condition and she knew why Brittany and her mother worried so much about her well-being. However, she knew if she left it up to her mother, she would never leave the house. On the other hand, if she left up Brittany, she would never leave a hospital bed.
Brittany tired not to worry about Santana so much but she knew Brittany could help it. Her blonde girlfriend always worried about her. Since they were kids, Brittany had always tried to protect her. This caused Santana to over compensate a bit trying to prove that she was okay and perfectly capable of taking care of herself.
"San," Brittany said catch Santana's attention. Santana turned and saw Brittany in front of her. "You ready,"
"Yeah," Santana replied quickly not looking Brittany in the eye still pissed at her. Brittany grabbed her by the fore arm.
"Santana," She said. "You know, I love you." Brittany said. "And I don't want you to think it's easy for me to say no to you. I'm just as attracted to you as you are to me and…" Santana stopped her.
"Let's not talk about this now…it's cold outside and I don't want to think about it. If you really want to talk about this we can talk about it when we get to your house." Santana said. "Will you please unlock the car?" Brittany looked at Santana with a pleading look.
"Not without a kiss," Brittany said with a hopeful smile. Santana half-heartedly kissed her girlfriend on the lips. As soon as it had started was as soon as it was done. Brittany opened the door and Santana wasted no time jumping in. Brittany sighed and walked to the other side of the car getting in.
Santana felt Brittany's lips pressing gently against hers. When they fought they almost always ended up making out to make up. She hated fighting with Brittany it was tedious and she had no idea why she continued to do it. However, she wondered if either them could completely enjoy their make outs. Santana thought way too much about the anything just to make sure her heart wouldn't beat too fast and she knew that Brittany was worrying about her heart as well.
Brittany never let her hands wonder though she had often wanted too. She wanted nothing more than to but she enjoyed the sensation of Brittany's lips despite all the distractions. Santana sighed before detaching her lips from Brittany's.
"We should really watch the movie," Santana said pulling away before being pulled back.
"We have all weekend to watch the movie," Brittany said. Santana weakly smiled.
"I don't really feel like making out right now." Santana said knowing that if they continued kissing it would only end up in a fight. She wrapped arms around Brittany and snuggled her head into Brittany's chest. "I like cuddling with you better. It's relaxing." Brittany conceded to her girlfriend not wanting to upset her. Brittany enjoyed the warmness of Santana's skin against hers. She assumed Santana's temperature ran a bit warmer due to her increase heartbeat.
"I'm hungry," Brittany said. "You want a pizza?"
"Why don't I go to the store and get some snacks and you order the pizza?" Brittany knew Santana just wanted to go for a walk. She was slightly worried about the distance and that Santana would be carry stuff on the way back. "I'll be right back."
"Ok," Brittany said against her better judgment. "Just keep your phone on you, so I can call you." Brittany said. "And I'll go pick up the pizza." Brittany said. "Just be careful." Santana smiled. Occasionally, Brittany would try to let Santana have some kind of trust despite her worry.
"Thanks baby, I'll be back before you even call." She threw her jacket and slipped on her shoes. Brittany still looked concerned. It wasn't just the heart thing. She had a bad feeling but they had already been in two fights, and she didn't desire to start another one.
"Okay you order the pizza and I'll meet you back here."
"Okay San,"
Santana looked around the store wondering what to get, she had twenty dollars and she knew that between her and Brittany they could both put away some food. There were other people in the tiny mom and pop's corner store that was a good 3 and half miles from Brittany's house. Santana examined the five other people in the store. There was an elderly couple were talking to the cashier about what she only assumed was lottery tickets. There were two girls who looked like they were still in middle school. She figured they were probably just searching for an after school snack. Santana smiled to herself remember when she and Brittany were that age.
She picked bags and packets of snack food and some two litter drink to get her and Brittany through the night. She began pricing what she got as she proceeded to the line. The elderly couple and left and Santana put her items in front of the cashier as she felt her phone ring. She knew it was Brittany. She quickly picked up. "Hello," She said.
"Hey, did you get the stuff?"
"Yeah, I'm paying for it right now." Santana said.
"I can come pick you up, you know."
"Brittany," Santana said lovingly, "I'm fine, if my monitor starts beep I'll be the first one to let you know, okay?" She heard a sigh in the receiver. "I'll be there in 30 minutes tops." Santana said. Brittany sighed again.
"Okay, just get back to me safely. I like my Santana in one piece." She dryly joked.
"Okay Britt, see you in a few." Santana hung up. She looked at the candy in front of her as the cashier rang her up and placed a few on the counter. Santana hears the door to the store slam closed. Suddenly, it seemed like the air left the store. Santana paid her attention to the door. There was a guy in a black hoodie and trench coat. His face was covered by the hood.
Santana was rarely nervous or uneasy but something about the approaching man hand her hair standing on end. Something was off about him and she had her eyes looked on him. He stood behind her.
"Ma'am," she heard knocking her out of her trance caused by the hooded figure. Santana looked at the cashier and he handed her change. She smiled before hear a beep. It was the beep of her heart monitor. She knew it was because she was extremely nervous. Her heart was racing.
'Fuck' she thought. She looked at the monitor. "One sec," Her heartbeat was beating way to fast. She needed to call Brittany. Brittany would be proud of her. She picked up her iPhone immediately. She heard a loud pop sound as she began scrolling through her favorites. Her head sprung up as she looked at the man in the all black. He had a sawed off shot gun in his hands and had it pointed at the clerk. He had shot a hole in the ceiling as the warning.
"Everybody, on the ground," The man ordered. "Except for you," He pointed to the clerk. "Put the money in the bag," Santana slowly went to the ground. She turned around and saw the two middle school girl with their faces pressed against the dirt floor. They were hoping to leave the store alive which she knew was highly unlikely. This man wasn't wearing a mask. Santana had read somewhere that when a criminal takes hostages and the see his/her face, most times…they end up dead. Santana looked up.
"I know you guys have a safe with money in it open that!" He yelled at the clerk in frustration.
"What safe," The clerk played dumb.
"You know what safe! Don't you dare play dumb, you stupid fuck?"
"I don't know the combination!" Santana's heart monitor went off. The man's attention went to the Santana. Her heart monitor went off again. She began to think about Brittany immediately. Santana breathe picked up.
"What was that?" He asked her. "Did you call someone?" He pointed the gun at her. "Stand up you bitch!" Santana kept her voice calm when she decided to speak.
"I didn't call anyone; my heart monitor is going off. I'm just nervous." She said.
"You lying bitch!" He said. "Stand up," He ordered. Santana pushed herself from the ground and put her hands in the ear trying to portray that she wasn't a threat. Her monitor went off again. "You signal someone, they're on their way." Santana knew this was going south. She heard of people seeing their life pass before their eyes before they died but all she saw was Brittany. All those fights they had had seem meaningless. She just wished she had one more chance to tell Brittany she loved her.
"Dude, I'll open the safe just leave her al…" The clerk didn't finish the sentence. The man shot him straight in the face. Santana didn't move but she heard the two girls whimpering on the floor. Santana knew he was dead; just like she would be in a few seconds. She closed her eyes.
"Now for you," She heard as her heart monitor was strangely calm. She supposed she accepted her fate. Next heard was a loud bang.
Well that's all for this chapter please review. I would love to know what you think.