Chapter 3; Flashbacks

Brittany's POV

I realized I'm getting old. I can't help it. I see how my son and daughter get older, have boyfriends and girlfriends and having sex. When I heard Leigh already had sex, I felt like I was 60 or something. Which is insane, because I'm only 41. Every time I look at Leigh or Milo, I see my cute little children at the age of 2 or 4 or 6. They were so different then. They used the love each other, now they only hate each other. Milo was a very quiet kid. Leigh on the other hand was very very excited about everything. All day she was jumping around, bouncing on her chair, all put together she never stayed still. Milo used to cry a lot when he was a baby. Leigh only laughed. All the time. Milo was always a good kid. Leigh got always in trouble because she was so excited about everything. Well I guess that never changed, even though the reason she gets in trouble is different. Give her a little sugar and she was running around the house, jumping more around, bouncing more on her chair. And we found out when she got a candy at school.

It was end of the school day and I was standing on the playground of the elementary school where Milo and Leigh went to. The bell rang and children came running out of the building to their parents. It was then when I saw a little girl with a owl hat running to me.

"Mommy!" Leigh screamed.

I smiled and saw she was dragging Milo behind her. He looked very scared of her.

"Hey LA, hey Miles. Did you have a great day?" I asked as I took Milo from Leigh's grip and hold his hand. We started walking home which wasn't very far from the school, Leigh bouncing and jumping in front of us.

"I HAD THE BEST DAY! MS PETERSON TAUGHT US THE ALPHABET! AND EVERY TIME SOMEONE GOT IT RIGHT, THEY GOT CANDY! CANDY MOMMY! I LOVE CANDY SO MUCH!" Leigh screamed.

"Leigh, you don't have to scream. I'm right next to you." I said with a smile. She was just so bubbly.

"What about you Miles? Did you had a good day?" I asked, looking at my son.

"No." He said quiet.

"Why not sweetheart?" I asked with a frown.

"Leigh stole my candy." He said, almost crying.

"Leigh-Ann! You don't steal from your brother!" I said strict, looking at my daughter again. She just smirked at me. Typical Santana smirk.

"That's okay mommy! I didn't steal only from Milly."

"From who did you steal more?"

"The whole class. Look! I HAVE ALL THE CANDY IN MY BAG!" Leigh said, opening her bag. All I saw was pink because there was so much candy in that bag. Wait a minute…

"Leigh, you don't have so many children in your class. Did you steal from the teacher?"

"I WASN'T THE ONLY ONE! JOHN HELPED ME!" Leigh screamed again with a frown. Then she smiled and started jumping again.

"And how many did you already had?"

"Uhm..twelve? YES I HAD TWELVE!"

Oh no. Leigh already gets excited from sugar after a little piece of candy, never mind twelve whole pieces. This is gonna be a long day.

xxx

Later that day, I started cooking dinner. But I was so exhausted. Leigh had been running around in the house since we got home. She knocked Milo over a couple of times, so Milo got upset. After a while I let Leigh play outside in the garden. She was running around, laughing, kicking a soccer ball. Then neighbors came complaining that something that sounded like a little girl was very loud and that their baby couldn't sleep. I went outside to get Leigh inside and went after her. She thought it was a funny game so she kept running around so I couldn't grab her. After a while I gave up and said to her to be quiet. When I began cooking dinner, she was still outside quieter but running around more. When I heard the front door and heard Santana come in the kitchen I couldn't help but hug her and say thank you over and over again.

"Sweetheart, why are you saying thank you?" Santana said, pulling away.

"Your daughter had like million pieces of candy, so she has a lot of sugar in her. I put her in the garden two hours ago and she is still running around! How much energy can that child have?" I said.

I saw how Santana looked outside to see Leigh running still kicking a soccer ball. She just chuckled.

"I'm sure you're a little overreacting. Then why do you give her so much candy?"

"I didn't! It's that stupid school and her actions! She stole all that candy and look!" I grabbed her bag and showed the inside to Santana.

"She stole more and sneaked them in her bag! If she is not your child then I don't know!"

"Calm down Britt. Listen, why don't you take Milo for the rest of the night and I'll take Leigh. I'm pretty sure Milo is quiet. I'll take care of Leigh, don't worry." She said, kissing my cheek.

"Okay. Will you get Leigh inside? Dinner is ready." I said, more exhausted now that I know I won't have to take care of Leigh. I mean I love my daughter to death, but I spend one more minute with her I'm going to kill myself.

"Okay sweetie. Be right back." She kissed me softly on the lips before going out to the garden.

I think it took her almost 30 minutes before she got Leigh inside. When my two girls came inside, Leigh was screaming.

"NO! I DON'T WANT TO GO INSIDE. I WANT TO PLAY WITH THE BALL OUTSIDE! AND I WAN'T TO KEEP MY HAT ON! I LOVE OWLS!"

Santana put Leigh on her seat, but she wanted to get off.

"Leigh-Ann! Listen to me! If you get off that chair one more time, you have to go to bed right after dinner!" Santana said strict, looking in her eyes.

"BUT I WANT TO PLAY OUTSIDE!" Leigh was already bouncing on her chair.

"After you ate dinner you can. Now seat and stay seated!"

Dinner went rough. Leigh didn't get off her chair but was very bouncy in her seat and it drove me crazy.

"Santana, I don't care if she ate or not, but PLEASE take her outside!"

Santana listened to me and took Leigh out again. I heard Leigh laughing loudly again. Screw the neighbors, I need some rest too.

After 3 hours, Leigh and Milo were sleeping like angels. Well, only Milo. Leigh is just the spawn of Satan. My lovely wife just carried me to bed and I was out in a heartbeat when my head hit the pillow.

xxx

That was a exhausting day. We told the teacher to never give Leigh candy again and if she was handing candy out, she should keep an eye on Leigh. When Milo and Leigh were sixteen, we had a similar situation. Only thing that hasn't changed is that she got in trouble. I still feel guilty

"Where the hell is she? It's an hour past her curfew! When I see that kid..." Santana said, pacing around in the living room.

"Santana, just calm down."

"No Britt I won't calm down. For all we know, she could been kidnapped or lying in a field somewhere dead!"

Then we heard the front door open and saw Leigh coming inside the living room. She smelled horrible and I stood on the other side of the room.

"Oh, hi guys…" She said, giggling.

"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN YOUNG LADY! WHY DIDN'T YOU CALL? WHY DIDN'T YOU TELL US WHERE YOU WENT? AND WHY DIDN'T YOU PICK UP YOUR PHONE?" Santana yelled in her face.

In all the years I know Santana I never saw her that mad. This isn't going to be good, since Leigh is like a copy of Santana with her attitude.

"I had it on still. Chill woman." Leigh rolled her eyes at Santana. Bad move…

"EXCUSE ME? DON'T YOU DARE TO ROLL YOUR EYES AT ME!"

I saw Leigh smirking and rolled her eyes again.

"THAT IS IT! SINCE A COUPLE OF WEEKS AGO, YOUR ATTITUDE HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT HORRIBLE! TALKING BACK, CURSING AT US, COMING HOME DRUNK AND HIGH AND AFTER CURFEW! BUT YOU JUST HIT THE LIMIT!"

I saw how rudely Santana grabbed Leigh by her arm and dragged her to her room. I was so in shock, all I could do was follow them and watch. Santana threw Leigh to the ground and grabbed a bag out of her closet. She started putting clothes in it.

"SAN! What are you doing?" I yelled.

Santana threw the bag at Leigh, who was still on the ground. Then she pointed to the door.

"Get out."

I saw how Leigh's eyes went wide.

"What?" Leigh asked.

"Get out."

"Get out? Get out of where?"

"Out of this house!" Santana started to yell again.

"Where am I supposed to go?"

"I don't care, as long as you're not here."

"Wait a minute Santana! You can't kick her out! She's our daughter!" I yelled at Santana.

"No, she isn't our daughter because our daughter know better than this! GET OUT OF THIS HOUSE!" Santana pushed Leigh again. Leigh stumbled a bit.

"STOP PUSHING ME BITCH!" Leigh pushed Santana back, anger written over her face.

Santana gave Leigh a slap in her face and pushed her again.

"GET THE HELL OUT!" Santana screamed again, slapping Leigh more in her face

"FINE, YOU KNOW WHAT? I'LL GO! EVERYTHING IS BETTER THAN BEING WITH YOU STUPID BITCH!" Leigh pushed Santana then grabbed her bag and left.

xxx

"San, it's been four days!" I yelled at my wife.

"I'm sorry! I lost control over the situation. I didn't think that she would be gone for four days!"

"Oh boy, If something happened to her, I'm gonna-" I got interrupted by the phone. Please God, let is be Leigh. I grabbed the phone.

"Hello?"

"Hello Brittany, it's Quinn. Why do I have your daughter in my son's old tree house and the right side of her face blue?"

"Oh thank God! You found her!"

"Found her?"

"Yeah, Santana threw her out four days ago. We hadn't heard from her since then."

"Santana threw her out? Oh my God! What happened?"

"Why don't you bring Leigh here and I'll explain."

"Okay, we're on our way!" Quinn hung up.

I looked at Santana with a relieved expression on my face.

"Quinn found her. They're on their way now."

"Britt, I'm so sorry."

"Just, don't talk to me."

After 10 minutes, Leigh and Quinn were at the front door. As soon as I saw Leigh, I saw that the right side of her face was blue from the slapping Santana had done. I pulled her into her hug.

"Sweetheart!" was all I could say.

I led Quinn and Leigh to the living room where Santana was standing.

"Leigh, I'm so so so so sorry baby."

"Mommy…" Leigh's voice broke and Santana pulled her also in a hug.

For the rest of that day, they never let go of each other.