Chapter 6
Kissing Rachel softly Santana smiled at the groan the diva released into her lips as she pulled out of her.
"We have to go soon." speaking quietly not wanting to ruin the mood between them, she kissed Rachel a few more times. Humming happily at the warmth that was spreading through her Santana wondered if this feeling would ever go away. Pulling away from delectable lips that she could kiss all day, Santana stood up and began to dress in the extra Cheerio sweats that were for an in case of emergency. She was a little worried since she was going sans spanks given that she was now wearing sweats. Tying off the strings of the pants in a little bow, she turned to see how far Rachel had gotten in getting dressed.
Rachel laid on the couch, still as naked as the day she was born. Sweat drenched, smelling of sex. Her sex swollen and sore from being both abused and loved all within the span of a few hours. Gingerly sitting up, feeling the penetrating stare of her lover, Rachel couldn't find it within herself to look Santana in the eye. She just wanted to go home right now.
"Rach?" Santana questioned, concerned at how quiet Rachel had gotten. Thinking that Rachel regretted what happened or that she had hurt the woman."Did I do...did I hurt u?"
"No...no San- Santana...I am fine. Its just..." Rachel stuttered tears welling up in her eyes as she tried to explain her confused feelings to the other girl. Emotionally strained Rachel once again broke down crying. Feeling arms gathered around her body, pulling her into a comforting embrace, the diva could do no more then sob. She was so confused. Every touch, feeling, word...Everything that had happened in the past few hours, the last two days even had finally hit overwhelming the songstress to the point of tears.
"Oh my god, Rachel..please don't cry...what ever I did...please...baby tell me talk to me." Santana pleaded holding the girl tight to her. She tried to think of anything that she could have done in the past half hour that could have caused this reaction with in the starlet to be. 'she asked me to love her...does she regret it? Did I get too rough again? Does she not love me?' Santana thought to herself. A tear of her own falling at that last thought.
"Nooooo." Rachel sobbed trying to push the words that were stuck in her throat out of her mouth. She wanted to tell the puerto rican girl that nothing she had done was the cause of what was happening right now. That what was going on was long over due. That she loved the woman that held her. That when she apologized about their first time, Rachel wanted to stop her words. That her body loved the dirty words that flew from the cheerleaders mouth as she stole her virginity. That she was so turned on by the actions and words, that held no venom but were spoken in the heat of the moment. She wanted to shout that Santana had made one of her long time fantasies that she would only dare to share in her secret diary a reality but all that had come out of her mouth was a resounding sobbing "nooooooo.". Frustrated with her own lack of words. With showing such weakness to someone who had loved her so fully and beautifully, that she had hit an octave in one moment that years of practice had yet to help her reach. Rachel lashed out. Pushing out of Santana's forcefully, she grabbed a towel, wrapped it around her body, unlocked the door and ran. Not once did she look back to see the heart broken, confused look on Santana's face, nor did she see the tall thin blond woman in a track suit that stepped out of the shadows near the door. She ran till she reached her locker. Changed into her emergency clothes, then without a second thought left for home. That day was the first day Rachel Barbra Berry had ever willingly missed some part of school or ditched a class.
Lost in her head as she stared at the wood grain of the door still kneeling in the same position that Rachel had left her in Santana's HBIC mask quickly slipped into place. Confused, and feeling rejected has never been a good combination with her. Getting up off the floor as her emotions boiled with in her, Santana kicked the couch as hard as she could. Taking her frustrations out on the room around her she was startled at the presence of Coach Sylvester standing in the now open door way.
"S, put down that five hundred dollar table and be in my office in five minutes. I am going to leave now as your putrid teenage angst is giving me a rash." Sue spoke with a tone of disdain, though the rest of her showed nothing towards what she was feeling at all. Sue left without another word or sound, leaving Santana to decide whether to follow or go search for Rachel. Not two seconds later after that thought crossed her mind, Santana was off in search or the Diva. They needed to talk and they need to talk now.
Running to the auditorium to grab the duffel she had left on stage earlier, Santana tried to think of the simplest way to escape from Sue's spies and cameras. Though not many but a select few knew about the so called "security cameras", Santana had made a point of locating all of them. Including the ones in the locker rooms. Walking towards the exit that lead to the football field she tried to make her stride as confident and swaggerific as usual. Knowing that the slightest give would be cause for another round of Bottom of the Pyramid. Reaching the door, she stepped into the nearest cameras blind spot counting to ten before booking it out the door and too her car.
Pulling out her keys she dove into her Mercedes Benz started the engine throwing the car into reverse, stepping on the gas she peeled out of the parking lot like a bat out of hell. Only one destination in mind. Rachel Berry's house.
TBC...
A/N: hi guys I know this one is a little short I got caught up in Beths conception story and blanked out. The next chapter will be longer and will explain a little bit of Rachels reaction as well as their confrontation. so this is just going to be a filler chapter for now. let me know what you think
Skylirjames.