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Flashback will be in italics
Chapter 2
Santana's POV
God I hate him. I don't understand what his deal is. So what if I don't like boys. It doesn't fucking matter. I bet he wishes he was blessed with a son instead. And what does mom do she just sits and lets it happen I mean really your daughter and husband start to get physical and you do absolutely nothing. By the end I have a bruise on my neck and all you can say is stay home from school so your teachers won't see it. All your concerned about is your dumbass image. Well guess what I will walk in this rain to school just so I won't be stuck in the rain with that asshole.
I was so angry I walked all the way to school; it was five miles, in the cold rain. To say I was pissed when I got to school was an understatement. When I walked and I crashed into someone, "watch where the hell you going." I looked up to identify the idiot who would run into me and I was struck stupid. This wasn't a person, she was a goddess. Her eyes seem to reflect the purest of oceans in which I only dreamed about. She was gorgeous, legs that went on for days, and her hair shined like gold. She was talking to me… wait she was talking to me. "I'm sorry what are you saying." "I said are you okay, you hit the floor pretty hard and you're soaked to the bone." She stood from where she herself had fell and helped me to my feet. "Umm, I'm fine. Sorry I should have been paying attention to wear I was going." Wait did I just apologize I don't apologize. She smiled at me; well maybe I can apologize a little more if I get a smile like that. Wait who is this woman. "Hey are you listening to me?" she's talking to me and I keep missing it. "I think you may have hit you head a little harder then I thought, did you need me to take you to the nurse?" "No I'm fine. I'm sorry but do you go to this school like you seem a little older to be a high school student." She looked at me with squinted eyes then smiled, "I just started yesterday I'm the new assistant guidance counselor, well its really more of an internship but yeah I will be working here for a while. Who are you exactly? If you're a student you are definitely running a little late." "I'm a student here; I'm in the twelfth grade. And I know I'm running late but I had a rough morning." My response came off a little snapper then I wanted it to but she was still smiling. She dug in her bag she was caring and handed me a little towel, like really who the hell carries a towel in their bag. "Well you should try and dry off then get to class, and don't worry your day may be bad but there is always a little spark of goddess that makes the day a little bearable." She handed me the towel, smiled and started to walk away. I was stuck again, willing my words to form some type of sentence. I finally snapped out of my haze and called out to her, "Santana!" she turned around and looked at me confused. "Excuse me?" "My name, its Santana, Santana Lopez." She smiled and it literally took my breath away. "My name is Mrs. Hudson." "What's your first name?" she scrunched her noise which can I say was so cute, and then gave me one of those million watt smiles, "Brittany, Brittany Hudson. I'm sure I'll see you around Santana and don't forget to smile, your day will get better." And with that she walked away. I think it just did.
My eyes flutter open. What the hell is going on? I turned and saw Quinn unconscious next to me. I jumped up and checked her pulse. She's still alive, still breathing. I grab my first aid kit and try to patch up her side as quick as I can I have to stop the bleeding then go check on my men. When I finish I whisper to her, "I will be right back Quinn." Her eyes flutter open, and then close again. I run into the other room and have to catch myself from puking. Someone set a grenade off, my men were in here. I see Puck lying on the floor with a dresser on top of him, or at least what's left of it. I run over to him, "puck, puck, wake up buddy. He's still breathing. I grab the radio that's connected to his backpack. "Come in. Come in. this is team four DH. Can anybody hear me? I need a medic. I have two men wounded, three missing civilians, and one missing solider." The radio crackled, "team four DH, the building you are in is coming down right on top of you. You need to get out of there right now." "Negative, that a damn big negative, I need help my men are stuck in here." "Negative solider I cannot send anyone in there we are holding back hostiles from running over your ass." I slammed the radio on the ground; I refused to leave my friends.
I took some water from his bag and poured it on him. He jumped up looking around ready to strike. I grab him to get his attention. "Puck look at me. What happened?" he started to mumble as I helped him to his feet. We had to get out of here this building wasn't going to hold. "Puck look at me, I need you to concentrate. What happened, and where is Artie?" "The guy, he wasn't dead. He pulled the pin." I turned to look at the debris. "Where is Artie?" he turned his head and I grab him by his shoulders, "Puck focus, where is he?" "He... He ran to cover the kid." "Puck listen to me I need you to go into the other room and grab Quinn. She's hurt and you two need to get out of here. I'm going to grab Artie, and I will meet you two, okay?" puck shook his head and ran into the other room; I began to dig through the debris. I uncovered the mother and her child. They were both dead. I kept digging until I came across an arm. "No no no come on Artie please be breathing." I kept digging feeling the rocks cut through my skin. I finally reached him. When I finally reached him I pulled him out. The little boy was under him, he was alive. He was breathing but Artie wasn't.
I performed CPR over and over. He wouldn't breathe. Blood was coming from everywhere. You could see the burns from the grenade. He was trying to protect the kid. I looked over at the little boy, and poured the rest of puck's water on him. He started to cough then looked up and panicked. He started to speak in his native tongue, and crawled over to his dead mother and sister. I turned back towards Artie, "Alright buddy, I'm going to get you out of here and were going to go home." I threw Artie on my shoulders and started to walk outside. The house was falling apart. I look back at the little boy, and roll my eyes. I can't leave him. I scoop him up by his waist, and he begins to kick and scream. "Sorry kid."
A/N: Two chapters in one day. I'm so excited. So that's my first try at flashbacks hope you like it and you will def learn more about brittany as it go on. she will show up in chapter 4. enjoy and like always review please.