Okay, so some of this is in Brittany's POV, because Santana is obviously passed out. So be warned. Translations at the bottom!
Brittany
The room went completely silent in just a millisecond. Then, just as fast, everyone began to panic.
"SANTANA!" cried Brittany in horror.
"Holy SHIT!" yelled Puck as he and Mr. Schuester ran to the unconscious Latina on the ground.
"Oh my God, what do we do?" asked Quinn in a panicked voice.
"Do we need to call 911?" asked Finn as he pulled out his cell phone.
Brittany couldn't wrap her head around what just happened. She saw that Santana looked ill and weak, but she never expected her to faint. Santana must have been hurting worse than Brittany ever suspected. That thought alone made Brittany break down in sobs.
"It'll be okay, Brittany," comforted Rachel. She wrapped her arms around the crying blonde. "Everything is going to be okay."
"No…no….it won't!" Brittany struggled with her words and let out a sob on Rachel's shoulder. The brunette diva patted Brittany's back as Mr. Schuester continued to assess the situation.
"Alright…Puck, help me carry Santana to the nurse. Brittany, you should come too. Everyone else, please stay in the room," explained Mr. Schuester. Puck carefully picked up Santana and Brittany, who was still sobbing, walked with the others to the nurse's office.
Once they got there, Mr. Schuester went to talk to the nurse and Puck laid Santana on the bed in the nurse's office. He gave Brittany a reassuring hug and left. Brittany took Santana's hand and a tear fell on the Latina's ring finger knuckle. Brittany kissed where the tear was and looked sadly at the unconscious brunette.
"Why is she not waking up?" Brittany said helplessly. She stared at the red-haired nurse skeptically, trying to decide if the nurse was fit enough to take care of her Santana.
The nurse began examining Santana and wrote something down on a piece of paper on her clipboard. She then began looking at the brunette's head.
"Ah. She passed out you said?" asked the nurse. Brittany nodded. "Well when she fell to the ground, she hit her head. It knocked her unconscious. But she only has a small bump, nothing severe, so the paramedics will probably not need to get involved. I'd say she'll be awake in no less than 10 minutes."
"I don't understand, how did this happen?" Mr. Schuester asked Brittany, confused.
Should I tell him what happened with Santana's mom? Brittany thought. Her head was jumbled with thoughts, and she surprised herself by not letting every thought that popped into her head be said. Finally, she concluded that it was important for him to know.
"On Friday…after we came out to the Glee club, me and Santana came out to our parents. My mom and dad took it very well, and are even excited about it. But Santana's mom…" Brittany took a deep breath and felt more hot tears fall down her cheeks. "…Santana's mom rejected her…rejected us. Her and her mom said some things in Spanish that I didn't understand, and then…her mom kicked her out." Brittany couldn't handle it anymore, she broke down right there. She felt so bad that it didn't just emotionally hurt, it physically hurt.
Mr. Schuester had a sharp intake of breath. He looked at Brittany. "If I would have known that…I wouldn't have done this lesson. I feel awful."
Brittany looked at Santana and then at Mr. Schuester. "It's alright Mr. Schue. It's not your fault."
Mr. Schuester stood up and took a deep breath. "I'm going to go check on the Glee Club. I'll be back in a few minutes…make sure the nurse notifies me if anything changes."
Brittany nodded her head, her eyes never leaving Santana, "sure thing, Mr. Schue." With that, he left, and then the only noise to be heard was Brittany's breathing.
Brittany took her free hand and caressed Santana's cheek. Why did she have all of this hate thrown her way? she thought, She doesn't deserve this. She's a good person. It's not fair! Brittany felt tears in her eyes that were threatening to fall. She let them. Who cares, anyway?
It was then when Brittany felt the hand that she was holding twitch, and a small and subtle groan slipped from the previously unconscious Latina's mouth.
Santana
Santana's eyes fluttered open and the first thing she saw was the off-white ceiling of the nurse's office. She gasped and squeezed the hand that was intertwined with her's.
"San?" she heard a small voice say unsurely. Santana turned to the voice to find it coming from her Brittany.
"Britt-Britt," Santana croaked, her voice husky and low.
"Oh, San! I was so worried!" Brittany said as she leaned down to place a small kiss on the brunette's lips. Santana tried to sit up, but she got dizzy had to grab a hold of Brittany's shoulder. "Mierda."
"San, honey, I think you should stay laying down," Brittany gently guided Santana back to a laying position and put the back of her hand to the Latina's forehead.
"Wha-what happened?" Santana asked, her voice slightly louder.
"You fainted, sweetie. In Glee club. And when you fell, you hit your head. Oh San…" Brittany cooed, tears threatening once again to spill over.
"Oh…oh! Oh no. Shit, I'm so fricken…ugh. Way to make yourself look like an idiot, Lopez," Santana belittled herself.
"No, honey! No. It wasn't your fault!" Brittany comforted her girlfriend. Santana's eyes changed emotion immediately.
"I know…but I bet Berry's going to have a field day with this one…"
"She won't, San, I promise. She was so, so worried about you, just like everyone else," the blonde explained.
"Oh," Santana said, realization falling over her.
"Well, I better tell Mr. Schue that you're awake, Love," Brittany stated, and she pecked Santana on the cheek, and the Latina could feel the spot that Brittany kissed become hot with a small blush.
So the blonde went to the main office and left Santana alone, assessing the situation. Santana could remember most of what happen before she had fainted. Mr. Schuester was giving the class this week's assignment…to sing a song to their mothers. Just the thought made Santana sick to her stomach. Santana ignored the feeling of sickness and focused on the situation. Should she do this assignment? Should she ask to be pardoned from it?
Santana's stomach started to cramp like it does when she gets super stressed. She closed her eyes so the feeling would pass and she could become calm again.
It was only a minute before she heard two sets of footsteps enter the room, and she opened her eyes.
"Santana," started Mr. Schuester timidly, "I am so sorry. If I had any idea of what happened with you and your mother, I wouldn't have done this assignment."
"It's okay, Mr. Schue. It's not your fault…it's the perfect assignment for this week. Don't let my problems ruin it," Santana said, feeling very uncharacteristically nice.
"Alright…but just know, Santana, you don't have to do the assignment if you don't want to. You aren't obligated to do anything you aren't comfortable doing."
Santana's reply shocked even herself, "Thanks, Mr. Schuester. But I want to do it."
"You do?" Mr. Schuester and Brittany gasped at the same time.
"Yeah…I want to. Or maybe, I need to. I think it'll help me get through this. Music always has done that for me," Santana assured them.
"San…" Brittany started, worriedly.
"Brittany," Santana sat up and looked the blonde straight into her bright, sapphire eyes, and smiled. "I wantz to get my singin' on."
Brittany could help but smile at the Latina, "Okay. Let's do this." She kissed the brunette on the nose. "I believe in you, Santana."
Santana smiled and pulled the blonde into a warm embrace, thinking to herself, how did I get so damn lucky?
On Friday, Santana sat in the auditorium with the rest of the Glee club and watched as her friends got on stage to sing to their mothers. Most of them were a blur to Santana, though a few did stick in her mind; Kurt singing "Goodbye is the Saddest Word" to his deceased mother while his dad sat in the audience, Rachel singing "Daughters" by John Mayer to her mom through Skype, Puck starting to sing "Stacey's Mom" as a joke, then switching to "Thank You Mom" by Good Charlotte, and Brittany singing "Who I Am".
Finally, everyone but Santana had gone. Mr. Schuester had called Santana's mother earlier and told her to come to the school's auditorium. He didn't say why, he just said it was important. Her mother still hadn't come, but Santana was going to sing this even if her mom didn't come.
Santana stood up and went to the stage. The lights were darkened so no one could see who was on stage, and right before she started, she saw the auditorium doors open and her mother walked in, confused.
Santana took a deep breath and the spotlight hit her. Her mother quickly stared right at the nervous Latina on stage and started walking backwards toward the door, but before she could get there, Puck, Finn and Mr. Schuester blocked the exit. She gave up, annoyed, but finally sat down in the last row of seats and watched.
Santana froze up. She could feel her eyes fill with tears, and backed away from the mic.
"I can't do this," she said low enough that no one could hear her. But before she could move any more, she felt a soft hand take hers. She looked to see who it was.
Brittany smiled and leaned in close to Santana's ear.
"You can do this. You are a strong person. Don't do this for her, do it for you," the blonde whispered in her ear.
Santana looked at Brittany and smiled worriedly, "Thank you," she whispered, "I love you."
Brittany pulled Santana's hand to her lips and kissed it lightly, "I love you too."
"Don't leave."
"I won't."
Finally Santana looked at the band and nodded. The music started.
"I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom to make it all better
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom who love me whatever
I want a mom to take my hand and make me feel like a holiday
A mom to tuck me in at night and chase the monsters away
I want a mom to read me stories and sing a lullaby
And if I have a bad dream, to hold me when I cry"
Santana wanted to break down, but she kept going. She looked at her mom, but Santana couldn't make out what her expression was. She knew she would cry if she didn't look away.
"Oh,
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom to make it all better
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom that will love me whatever, forever
When she says to me, she will always be there
To watch and protect me I don't have to be scared
Oh, and when she says to me I will always love you
I won't need to worry 'cause I know that it's true
I want a mom when I get lonely
Who will take the time to play
A mom who can be a friend and a rainbow when it's gray
I want a mom to read me stories
And sing a lullaby
And if I have a bad dream, to hold me when I cry"
Santana couldn't help but let the tears that were forming in her eyes fall. She didn't care anymore. Let her mom see what she did to her by rejecting her. She stared right at her mom for the rest of the song.
"Oh, I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom to make it all better
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom that will love me whatever, forever
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom to make it all better
I want a mom that will last forever
I want a mom that will love me whatever, forever
I want a mom, I want a mom
I want a mom that'll last forever, I want a mom that'll last forever
I want a mom, I want a mom
I want a mom that'll last forever
I want a mom
I want a mom that'll last forever,
I want a mom that'll last forever
I want a mom."
By the end of the song, Santana was crying, Brittany was sobbing silently, and many of the Glee club members were crying also. Brittany pulled Santana into an embrace, and when they pulled apart, Santana wiped the tears off of Brittany's cheeks.
"Don't cry, Brittany!" Santana blubbered through her tears. Brittany didn't say anything, but another tear fell from her eyes to her cheek and Santana kissed the tear away.
"Santana?" a voice said. Santana and Brittany turned to the source of the voice.
There they saw Elisa Lopez walking towards the girls, her arms wrapped around her body as if she was hugging herself, and crying.
"Hija?"
Mierda = Shit
Hija = Daughter
The song used is "I Want A Mom That Will Last Forever" by Cyndi Lauper.
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