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Chapter two
She could hear the screaming of happy teenagers before she even reached the drive.
The sound of music thumping loudly in the house loud enough to send vibrations through the car pushed the Latina out of her dazed state.
"Come on Puck, I thought you were keeping this party on the down low" Santana mumbled quietly to nobody but herself.
She wondered whether she should have come or not.
Of course it was a no brainer.
Not coming would have been social suicide, and her popularity was something she couldn't lose right now.
Not coming would have meant admitting that something was wrong, and that was something she didn't even want to admit to herself yet.
Santana had left the school in a hurry.
There was no way she wanted to stay there and be judged.
Storming to her car she threw her bag into the back, scattering its content across the back seat and onto the floor.
"shit" she grumbled before slumping into the driver's seat heavily.
The ride home had been an uneventful one, Santana was in a daze, barely noticing the passing of other cars or the loud honking and swearing of drivers as she failed to signal.
She didn't look; she didn't want anyone to see her in this state.
She didn't want Brittany to see her in this state, but she had.
There was something about Brittany that brought out the soft side in Santana, the emotional wreck that she had hidden for so long.
The mask that she had created, that she had hid behind for so long, the strong bitch persona that she had kept up for all these years was falling away.
Behind it was a broken shell of a person, confused and scared, with absolutely no idea what she is doing or what she is going to do.
A scared child struggling to cope with who she is.
Her grades had been slipping for weeks, just enough for her teachers to start noticing, of course they never said anything, they were probably too scared, but she saw their worried glances in her direction as they marked that week's test paper of whatever subject she so happened to be in, and just as their eyes met, they looked away in a panic.
Hey.
Maybe she hadn't lost the queen bitch persona just yet?
It was only a matter of time of course before her parents started to find out about her slipping grades.
Her report cards were due the end of the month and it was too late to get them back up.
She had even managed to flunk a Spanish test last week, and SHE FLUENT IN SPANISH!
Of course her parents must have noticed something? She had been avoiding their company for a while, ignoring their calls and texts as much as she could, with lame excuses which she was sure they didn't believe but went along with it anyway.
That was one thing about her parents, they weren't that strict, they were pretty cool for where parents are concerned which is why she felt worse for hurting them.
She had been avoiding the dinner table too, having her meals in her room or hours after her parents had gone to bed.
She just couldn't face them.
If she didn't talk to them then she wasn't technically lying to them.
The door opened before she even got to it as six or seven freshmen fell out of it, all wearing frightened expressions and matching black eyes.
"And stay out!" Puck screamed after them, shaking his fists and laughing hard between grunts.
He stood there for several moments, smiling as the boys stumbled over each other in their attempts to escape.
After several seconds of silence it became apparent that he had not noticed Santana standing in the drive.
"So what did they do to you to deserve that? Caught em pissing on your bed again?" Santana asked loudly, snapping Puck out of his dazed state and causing him to spin around wildly to face her.
"Santana" Puck roared happily, throwing his arms out dramatically and pulling the girl into a bone crushing hug.
"you came!" he shouted again, causing Santana to wince slightly.
He was obviously drunk.
She could smell the alcohol on his breath and he was slurring his words together.
"How long you been here? Come in! Get a drink! Brittany's somewhere" he continued to shout as he dragged Santana into his house not bothering the shut the door behind him.
The house was packed, bodies pushed together tightly.
Every space and counter was covered in half filled red cups and a sticky residue left by spilt drinks and god knows what else.
If Santana thought that the music was loud while outside, it was nothing to the noise inside the house.
Bodies were grinding against each other and against her as she pushed her way through the house and towards the kitchen.
She barely flinched as a hand touched her shoulder, instead, continued pouring herself a drink.
"I didn't think you would come" the blonde whispered against her ear, pushing their bodies closer together.
"Well, where there's a party there's me" Santana replied, moving away from Brittany.
"San?" Brittany asked.
"Are you mad at me?"
"Course not, I couldn't be mad with you" Santana replied earnestly, turning around slowly to face the taller girl.
"There are just a lot of things I'm still not ready to talk about" she sighed, looking around to make sure nobody was listening in.
The kitchen was surprisingly empty compared the rest of the house, Puck probably had something to do with it, knowing she would want some time alone.
She never could work out that boy, how he always seemed to know when something was up.
"you know Britt I—" but Brittany cut her off before she could finish.
"Santana shhh, you know, if I could I would come out for you, if you want I can go first?"
Santana stood still and stared at the taller girl.
Was she really willing to do that for her? Risk it all by coming out in this town, she knew she knew what had happened to Kurt, and how it could happen to them as well.
"We can get out of here? I know you don't like parties much" Santana asked.
Brittany nodded slightly and took the Latinas hand into her own.
"Come on, we can get our cuddle on at mine" Santana grinned, dragging Brittany back through the crowded hall, out of the front door and to her car.
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