Not much to say today, except that we'll meet San's mom in this chapter! I hope you enjoy the update!
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"She might be asleep," Mr. Lopez said quietly as Santana stood with him outside the door of the master bedroom.
Santana gave a soft nod and prepared herself for what might happen, "That's okay," was all she could say. Brittany had offered to stay with Sergio in the living room while Santana had a moment alone with her mother. Diego opened the door quietly and allowed Santana to step in first.
Maria Lopez lay on the bed, her skin much greyer than it's normal glow. She was awake and watching some Spanish soap opera, but it was evident she was phisically drained. It broke Santana's heart. Maria's hair was thin and dry looking, bags were evident under her eyes, and she seemed frail as she looked to see who stood in the doorway. And when she did, her dark eyes widened.
"Oh…Santana," She almost gasped as she spoke in surprise, "You came. You're home." Maria was smiling weakly, but smiling nonetheless.
"Hi, mami," Santana said quietly, moving to her mother's side of the bed and sitting the chair she assumed her dad usually sat in.
"You look so, so beautiful and grown up," Maria said hoarsly, reaching for Santana's hand.
"Mami…" Santana's eyes welled up at the sight of her sick mother.
"Shhh, mija…I need to apologize…I shouldn't have kicked you out. I was a horrible mother," Maria shook her head and looked down.
"Mami, i-it's okay…I'm okay. But does that mean you accept that I'm—,"
"No. I don't know how I'll ever be able to fully grasp that baby…but if it means that you're happy…then I will try for the rest of my life. I love you too much to let you go twice," Maria interrupted. Santana pursed her lips into a tight line and nodded.
"I am happy, mami, I want you to know that it means the world that you said that…because well…I met someone. I work for her family as a mechanic on their motocross team. I really love it and well, she's here…if you want to meet her," Santana said slowly.
Maria took a deep breath, "I would like that very much, Santana."
"Really?" Santana grew excited, "Her name is Brittany, and I think you'll really like her mom! Just a second," she smiled, getting up to go retrieve her girlfriend.
"Britt?" Santana called as she stepped into the living room where she, Diego, and Sergio sat. The blonde looked up at the brunette girl.
"Hm?"
"Do you…wanna meet my mom?" Santana asked, catching the glance that Sergio sent Diego.
Brittany looked hesitant, but she nodded anyway, "Okay." She got up and let Santana lead her to the bedroom. Santana linked their hands together before reentering the room, Brittany nervously in tow.
"Mami…this is Brittany," Santana said softly, stepping aside to let Brittany step forward.
Maria blinked a couple of times and smiled as best she could before speaking, "Oh, mija…she's…she's beautiful," the older woman managed. Santana could tell that her mom was really trying.
"It's great to meet you Mrs. Lopez," Brittany smiled gently and added, "and I'm so sorry it had to be under these conditions."
"That's okay, dear. Nothing we can help," Maria nodded. "So, you ride motorcycles? That sounds awfully dangerous for a career…"
"Oh," Brittany shook her head, "It's just a summer thing…not my job, I haven't even started college yet."
Maria cocked her head, "You're still in high school?" Then the woman looked at Santana.
"I'll be a senior this year," Brittany explained, "and I turn eighteen on July 8th."
"I see," Maria nodded, "so is this just a summer job then, Santana?"
"Oh, well, I was thinking about getting an apartment in Lima and working at the local garage or parts shop," Santana explained.
Maria nodded, "Whatever happened to being a doctor? You were always so bright, mija."
"I just…found something I love a lot more, okay?" Santana spoke more harshly than she intended. "I'll make it okay."
"Santana…that isn't the most…dignifying career in the world…" Maria seemed unsure.
"It's dignifying enough for me, Mami," Santana nodded, ending the conversation. "When did you know that you were sick?"
Maria was quiet, "A year ago."
"A year? You have cancer for a year and no one tells me? Ay, dios mio!" Santana flared. "Mami…you could have told me…I would have been here even if you kicked me out three years ago. This isn't something you wait to tell someone! Especially not your daughter!"
"Santana it was for your own good…" Maria began.
"Oh, now you're concerned about my well-being, but not at 16? That's just great!" Santana said sarcastically.
"I was always concerned for you! The day we kicked you out, I regretted it!" Maria admitted. "It took a lot for me to have Sergio contact you…I was scared you'd hate me…"
"Well, I thought you hated me, Mami," Santana shrugged, her arms crossed.
"I'm sorry, Mija…I can never say it enough. I'm so, so sorry," Maria shook her head in shame.
Santana swallowed hard, "It's okay…" She said just above a whisper. Then she walked over and embraced her mother for the first time in 3 years. Brittany felt a bit out of place, but regardless, she smiled.
"I love you," she heard Santana whisper.
"I love you too baby girl," Maria replied tearfully.
"You should get some rest," Santana said, pulling back.
"Will you come over for dinner tomorrow?" Maria asked, looking at the both of them.
"Of course," Santana nodded.
"Good. And Brittany, so good to meet you," Maria said earnestly.
"Thank you…Mrs. Lopez," Brittany nodded bashfully.
"Bye, Mami. See you tomorrow," Santana said softly.
"Bye, mija."
Santana waved a little and led Brittany from the room, closing the door behind her, sighing deeply as they made their way to the living room.
"How'd it go?" Sergio asked, standing up.
"It was fine," Santana nodded blankly.
"Good," Sergio nodded, knowing she didn't want to say any more.
"She's glad you're here, mija, trust me," Diego added.
"Thanks, Papi," Santana half smiled.
"Are you guys going to head out?" Diego asked.
"Yeah, but mami invited us back for dinner tomorrow," Santana explained.
"Okay. It was good to see you, and nice to meet you, Brittany," Diego nodded.
"You too, sir," Brittany smiled, shaking his hand .
"Come here Santana." He opened his arms to his daughter. She accepted his embrace and hugged him hard. "Te amo…" He whispered.
"Te amo," she repeated back.
"See you tomorrow," he smiled as she pulled back.
"Yeah. Tomorrow."
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That evening, Sergio had gone to work and left Santana and Brittany alone at his apartment. They currently sat out on the balcony on the long, comfy seat there.
"How do you feel babe?" Brittany asked gently, playing with Santana's hair.
"It's weird…they were like strangers…but not…" Santana explained. Brittany nodded.
"She looked happy to see you," the blonde pointed out.
"Just…seeing how much everything has changed was so weird for me. They're different than they used to be," Santana said thoughtfully.
"In a good way?"
Santana nodded, "In a good way, yeah." She looked up at Brittany and kissed her cheek. "Thank you for coming with me baby. And thanks for meeting her…"
"Of course, San. I just want to be there," Brittany nodded and leaned down to kiss her tenderly on the lips. "I care so much about you."
"Me too," Santana nodded. She spoke again after a long pause, "Can I tell you something?"
"Of course."
"You're…you're the first person I've dated who I've introduced to my parents…like, ever…" Santana admitted.
Brittany grinned, "I'm honored." She leaned down and kissed Santana again. "I'm glad I got to meet your family."
"Me too…they like you," Santana nodded.
"Well...my family likes you too!" Brittany joked. Santana laughed too.
"I'm so glad I met you," Santana leaned up and kissed Brittany another time, this time staying on the blonde's lips. Brittany parted her lips and deepened the kiss, letting Santana's tongue explore her mouth, loving the feeling.
Santana left her lips and kissed over her jaw and kissed just under her ear. Brittany moaned at the simple gesture and felt Santana's kisses trail over her pulse, wich caused her insides to heat up.
"Mmm, when does Sergio get back?" Brittany asked.
"He's working the third shift, so not till morning…" Santana mumbled, nibbling the crook of Brittany's neck.
"Why don't we take this inside then?" Brittany suggested.
"Inside is good," Santana agreed, getting up and pulling a giggling Brittany in behind her.
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Sorry it was so short again! I promise sexy times next update! Tell me what you think!