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Dani woke up, her head throbbing and her eyes ringing.

She was in a bad place. Like, a really bad place. The previous night was the first night that Dani actually got drunk, like ever. It was horrible, and she never wanted to do it again. She had been sick all night and still felt terrible. She knew she needed to get some pain killers and water into her system, so she forced herself up out of bed.

It was getting harder. Harder to find ways to try to get over her ex-girlfriend. She'd tried doing nothing, then she'd tried to be interested in other people, then she'd tried writing songs about it, then she tried dying her hair blond again and finally, she'd felt so hopeless that she drank and drank. It was a miracle that she didn't have alcohol poisoning or something.

As she finally took down a couple pain killers with a swig of water, Dani thought, If Santana saw me right now...

How was Santana holding up? It'd been six weeks since Dani left Lima, and her ex-girlfriend. March was almost over, and Dani didn't know how long she could hold up. Anna had tried to help her more than once, but they had both decided that it didn't actually help to talk about it.

Which is why she stayed home most of the time now. Her mom wouldn't ever talk about it, so at home, she was safe from the pain of talking about Santana. Plus, she didn't have her car, so it was hard to get away anyway. Sometimes, she found herself leaving late at night and just walking down the streets. It was sad.

Miserable. She was miserable.

She had to do something.

It was Monday morning of Spring Break, and she knew what she needed to do. This was all wrong. This wasn't supposed to be happening. She should never have hurt Santana like she did.

When her mom got home in the middle of the day from her morning job, Dani approached her seriously and nervously. "Mom, I'm going to Lima for Spring Break."

"Excuse me?" her mom asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I bought my plane ticket this morning. I'll keep my phone on the whole time, and I'll even answer it when you call me. I'll stay for as long as until Saturday, and then I'll drive back with my car," Dani informed her mom, making it clear that this was not up for discussion. She was going.

"What is this about, Danielle?" her mom snapped.

Dani shook her head. "This place isn't the same to me anymore, Mom. Not since you and dad split up, and it won't ever be. The fact is, I felt more at home in Lima during the short time I lived there than I ever have here in LA with you. And I'm sorry, but that's not my fault either. I'll be back at the end of the week, I promise."

"Where do you think you'll be staying?" her mom asked her, crossing her arms.

Dani pursed her lips. She would have to figure that out. She was desperately hoping that her attempt at conversation with her ex-girlfriend would end well, but it wasn't likely that would happen. Surely, one of her friends would let her stay with them? Or maybe they would all hate her now for what she did to Santana.

If they even knew about that. What was the likelihood that Santana would have told them? She couldn't risk her parents knowing. While Dani did understand that, it had bothered her a bit in their relationship.

"I'll find somewhere to stay, Mom. I'm going," Dani told her.

"Fine," her mom gave in. Dani swallowed thickly. Her mom was going to give in that easily? "I'll expect you back late Saturday, early Sunday, right?"

Dani nodded.

"This is about that girl, isn't it?" her mom asked, her voice seemingly void of any emotion.

Dani bit her lip nervously and nodded. "Yes, mom."

The older woman hesitated, and then gave a sort of defeated sigh. "Alright. Danielle, I can't say that I totally support your life choices... or whatever you call this, but I've never seen you as depressed as you've been lately. Not even when I stupidly kicked you out for a few days. And if going to Lima to talk to this girl will knock you out of this state of depression, by all means, go for it."

Dani was frozen. Had that really happened? She hadn't been imagining it had she?

She found herself suddenly grabbing her mom in a hug. Maybe that was well overdue, and not very much at all, but it was the best her mom had given her, and she was going to take what she could get.

Her mom hugged her back, and when they pulled apart, Dani saw that she was wiping away tears. "Mom, are you crying?"

"I've been so stupid, Danielle. I should never have kicked you out all those years ago. I should never have treated you the way I did. And I know I can't make up for it now, or maybe ever, but you have to know something. When your father and I were battling for your custody, the only thing that kept me from winning immediately was the record of me kicking you for a few days. I had to take classes to prove that I was fit to parent you. I took some of those classes about accepting your children when they t-tell you that they're, err, gay. That's the only reason I got to keep you. I didn't even really hear what those classes said until just now. You're my daughter. I should want you to be happy. But I let religion and pride cloud my vision," her mom ranted.

Dani was crying now.

"I know you hate me, but I want you to know that I don't hate you, Danielle."

"M-Mom, I don't—"

Her mom shook her head. "You have every right to hate me. I know that you go by Dani now, I know that I'm pretty much the only one who can't call you it."

Dani narrowed her eyes. She had hated her mother, but she was her mom, and she knew that eventually, she could love her again. "Maybe... maybe we can work up to that."

Her mom wiped at her eyes. "I'd like that, Danielle."

They hugged again.

"I'll give you a ride to the airport, are you ready to go?" her mom asked. Dani sniffled, wiped her eyes, smiled and nodded.

On the ride to the airport, Dani found herself talking to her mom about Lima. Glee Club, her friends there, and then her mom suggested her something she never expected.

"Tell me about this girl," the older woman said.

Dani looked down at her lap for a moment. "Her name is Santana. She, uh... she's a junior, and last I knew, she was totally in the closet except for two of her friends, her cousin and me. She's too scared to tell her parents about her, because she doesn't want to get kicked out during high school or something. She also has a bad track record when it comes to love, and I kind of messed it up even more. She fell in love with me, but she didn't tell me until I broke her heart and came here."

"And you're going back to fix it?" Dani's mom asked carefully.

"That's the plan. Six weeks without talking can do some damage... but I know Santana. She'll push me away for a little bit. She'll be too scared to let me back in, but who wouldn't be? I crushed her. I feel horrible about it. I'm going to prove to her, somehow, that I won't do it again. I know I'm just in high school, mom, but I feel like she could be the one. I've never felt so much pain from losing someone before," Dani spilled out to her mom.

They reached the airport. "Good luck, baby girl. Go get that girl back."

Dani gave her mom a smile, and gave her a quick hug over the center console before getting out of the car and grabbing her stuff. She waved to her mom as she headed into the airport.

SSS

Santana was doing better. Just a little, but still. She loved having her parents home for dinner nearly every night, and being able to be completely open to them. Her friends had noticed the lift in her mood as well, and they all had been doing their best to lift it even more.

There was still a huge part of her, though, that was longing for and aching for and missing Dani. A small part of her, however, never wanted to see the blue-haired girl again.

And she never did. She never saw the blue-haired girl again.

However, the Monday afternoon of the beginning of spring break, she saw a blonde version of her ex-girlfriend.

She'd just been laying on her bed texting Quinn when she felt something weird in the pit of her stomach, like someone was watching her. She had gone to her window, glanced out and saw a very familiar figure pacing back and forth on the sidewalk. No, she wasn't watching the window, and Santana couldn't even see her face, and her hair was blond now, but Santana would never be able to not recognize Dani.

That small part of her cursed and told her to close the blinds and stay inside. That girl had hurt her so much already. But if she was back... she had to have a good reason right? About ninety-five percent of her mind seemed to agree with her, and she found herself rushing downstairs and pulling open the front door.

Dani must've heard the front door open, because she looked up and saw Santana standing there. Santana didn't smile, even though she wanted to so badly. She didn't want to look weak. Chances were that Dani had simply forgotten something at her house or something.

Dani slowly approached Santana, whose heart began to race. "Hey."

Oh, that voice was like heaven. It surrounded Santana like a warm blanket. "Hi."

Dani closed her eyes, looking as though she felt the same way about Santana's voice as Santana felt about hers. When she opened them, she gave the Latina a small smile. "How are you?"

Half of Santana wanted to give Dani a bitter remark about how stupid the question was, but she was too accustomed to being nice to this girl. "Not too bad, actually. How about you?"

Dani took a visibly shaky breath. "Bad. I know you're going to think I'm absolutely a bitch, but I feel horrible about everything that happened."

Santana didn't say anything. The first thing that came to her mind was indeed, bitch. But she quickly pushed it away. As much as she might not want to admit it, most of her was still in love with this girl.

"A-And I know that, you're probably going to want to go all Lima Heights on my ass or something after I finish talking... but can I say some things to you before you mess up my face?" Dani asked, a small joking smile on her face.

Santana couldn't help but laugh lightly. Dani knew that she could never hurt her like that. "Of course. You can come inside, too, if you want."

She led her ex-girlfriend into the house. Her parents were at work until a little later in the afternoon, so they were the only ones at the house for now. They sat down in the living room, on opposite ends of the couch. Santana reprimanded herself when she felt the urge to cuddle up with Dani on the couch.

Dani took a deep breath.

"Santana, I was in love with you by the end of winter break," she blurted out. Santana gulped. Had she really loved her then? "I didn't want to tell you, because I thought you didn't love me. When I got pulled back to LA, I broke up with you because I thought you didn't love me and because I thought that you would hold me back, and I would hold you back."

"I remember," Santana forced her, her voice coming out sounding just as pained as she was feeling. Dani winced at its sound.

"I used to picture walking back into LA as if it was like a golden beam of light that I'd been so desperately trying to reach. But in reality, returning to LA was one of the worst things that ever happened to me. I became really depressed, and I know, that's rich coming from me, right?" Dani let out a bitter chuckle at herself. "I thought that I could move on quickly. I tried looking at other girls, trying to feel something. Anna tried to help me move on. I tried closing myself off from everyone. I tried to write lyrics to get all the emotions out. I dyed my hair blond again, thinking that if I did something that hadn't been a part of me in Lima, it would help. It didn't."

Santana took a deep breath. If this was just Dani trying to get Santana to pity her, she didn't really want to hear it.

"I know what you're thinking. Please don't think I'm trying to get your pity, I'm not. I'm just trying to explain to you why I'm back here. Last night, all of the pain that I caused myself by leaving you was so strong that I drank. A lot. I was completely drunk. I don't remember most of the night until I got sick, and this morning I woke up miserable. I'm surprised I didn't get blood alcohol poisoning or end up in the hospital. Lucky, too, I think. It was all my fault, because I didn't even give long distance a chance," Dani finished, her voice sounding weak.

"Is that all you came here to say?" Santana asked, her voice coming out much smaller and weaker than she wanted.

Dani shook her head. "I-I have more to say, if you want to hear it." Santana nodded that she did. "This morning, I told my mom that I was coming here no matter what she did to try and stop me. And... I don't know, something crazy happened. She told me that she was sorry about everything, and that she wants me to be happy. It's hard to hate her now. In fact, I don't hate her anymore. She made a mistake. A damn stupid one, but she's my mom.

"The fact that I no longer feel any real hate toward her at the moment, it made me realize how much hate I was carrying toward myself. I love you, Santana, and I hate myself for leaving you. And I know you won't want to let me back in. I left you when you finally loved me, and I left you almost the same way that Brittany did. I know that sorry won't make up for it. Hell, sorry doesn't make up for most things.

"I'm going to do something for you, to prove to you that I won't ever do that ever again. Santana, I know we're both young, but I love you so much that I think you might be 'the one'. It scares the hell out of me, but not as much as the thought of not having you next to me. On my plane trip here, I was doing some thinking. I needed to think of something to do to prove to you how much I love you. And I realized... I want to go to college. And I wanted to go to some big fine arts school on the east coast, but the first year or so would pretty much be my basics," Dani said.

Santana's heart was beating so fast. Dani had basically just told her so many times that she loved her and wanted to be with her. And she had a good feeling about what Dani was about to say.

"And my basics are literally only going to take a year. That's what taking Calculus BC and AP Physics does for you," Dani told her with a light laugh, and Santana couldn't help but chuckle as well. She'd teased her about taking AP Physics by choice. "I decided that because I love you and want to be with you so badly... I'll go to the community college here and take my basics here while you finish high school. And then when you graduate, w-we can go to New York together, or something."

Santana was stunned. Dani would do that for her? She would postpone her dream for a year, for her? "Dani, I—"

Dani shook her head. "Don't tell me not to do it. Santana, I love you more than I could ever love anyone else. I'll do anything to prove to you that I won't hurt you again. Whether you take me back or not, ever, the fact that I ever left you in the first place will burn and torture me in the back of my head, in part of my heart. Hell, practically part of me has already died from it. I can't live without you, Santana."

Santana took a deep, shaky breath.

"Say something, please?'

Santana locked eyes with the blonde. It really looked good on her, the blond. It made her dark eyes pop. She was gorgeous. Absolutely, stunningly beautiful. Santana was in awe of how gorgeous she was.

Santana did love Dani.

But the question was, did she love her enough to forgive her for hurting her as much as she had?

"Oh my gosh, Tana you're such a bitch for leaving us at a cliffhanger like that!"

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