A/N: Hey everyone, I'm glad you guys are interested in this story. I forgot to mention that it is slightly similar to the movie Colombiana but the similarities you guys saw are the only similarities there are in this story. This chapter is a bit shorter but hopefully of good quality. As always I love your feedback so let me know how you guys felt about it.
Santana's P.O.V.
"Figure it out yet?" Rachel asks as she sits next to me on my couch. I've been trying to figure out how I want to do this for the last month. I can't just go for him because he'll know. He'll figure it out. I have to really plan this out and I think I might have it this time. Rachel hands me a glass of lemonade and I take a sip before I put it on the table in front of me.
"I have an idea and I think it's good. This could work." I say and Rachel nods as she moves the glass from her lips.
"What is it?"
"Okay, Russell has two daughters and a wife. His youngest daughter is our age and her name is Lucy. Since I got Greg to confirm that is was Russell I made him watch them for a while. Lucy is a college student and lives out in New York but she's taking this semester off due to stress. She's working as a receptionist at a dentists office. I'm thinking I run into her a few times and befriend her, gain her trust and then take her out."
"You're going to kill her? Why?" Rachel asks confusedly.
"He killed my parents and I had to suffer with the pain of losing the only people I loved. I want him to suffer through the pain of losing someone before I kill him." I say and Rachel nods.
"So after you kill her?"
"I'll give him two weeks to live then I'm putting a bullet through his fucking skull." Rachel smirks and nods her head.
"That's a different approach but I get it. I like it. I think you should do that. When are you going to Lima?" She asks and I shrug.
"They have snow so maybe next month. I don't do snow, no me gusta." I say with a shake of my head and Rachel lays her head on my shoulder.
"Okay. How long do you think you'll be gone?" She asks and I lie my head against hers.
"I have no idea. You can always come though since I know you'll go crazy without me." I say and Rachel chuckles.
"I'll live but if it's more than three months I'll come visit."
"You fucking better." I say and she slaps my stomach.
"Language." She says and I roll my eyes.
"Have you told Rico about this?" She asks and I nod my head.
"He knows. He doesn't know the plan right now. You sure you don't want to come with me?"
"Why do you want me to come so much? Going to miss me too much?" She asks.
"Hell no, I'm just going to be in a town full of losers so I figure it would probably be customary to bring a loser with me."
"Oh haha, you're so funny." Rachel says dryly and I chuckle.
We talk for a little more then cuddle up and watch movies before we fall asleep. I've been waiting for the moment when I could end Russell Fabrays life. I wondered if he would fight it, accept it or beg for his life. I like the last option the most. I want him to beg me to spare his pathetic life so I can laugh in his face before I pull the trigger. Taking his daughter wasn't in the original plan but whatever, just another casualty.
After Rachel and I get up from our nap, she leaves and I go to my Tio's house. I want to tell him I'm leaving for Lima soon. When I get to his house, he's in the living room smoking a cigar and watching a boxing match. I sit next to him and he pushes the box of cigars towards me but I shake my head.
"I quit." I say.
"What? Smoking?" He asks without taking his eyes off the screen.
"Yeah. So I'm heading out for Lima." I say and he nods.
"I already have a place for you to stay. You should just be able to tell the cab driver the address and be fine." He says and I nod.
"Gracias Tio." He takes a pull of his cigar and rubs his beard as he blows out the smoke. Tio and my father look a lot alike. Tio Rico is three years younger than my father. They're the same height and have the same build. Slightly muscular but Tio has gotten older and has a little bit of a beer gut now. He has a full head of hair that's the same dark color as mine but he has some gray hairs in his beard.
"Do you want me to drive you to the airport?" He asks me and I nod.
"Yeah I could use a ride." He nods and continues watching his fight.
Quinn's P.O.V.
You know I don't know what's more stressful, being in college or taking a semester off. Ever since I've gotten home, everyone's been on my case about taking the semester off. They think it was a bad idea and that I have to go back next semester and become this great successful business woman but I'm not sure that's what I want to do. I'm not sure what I want to do at all. I walk downstairs and sit in the recliner as my father walks in.
"I thought you said you were going to bed?" He says and I shrug.
"Couldn't sleep." I say.
"Something on your mind?" He asks and I sigh.
"No just...not tired." I say and he nods and walks over to me.
"Okay well if you want to talk about anything, I'm here okay." He says and kisses my head then goes upstairs.
My parents are... I don't know how to explain it. They did everything they were supposed to and they were there for everything and I could talk to them when I needed to but one thing they've never been very open about is school and what I need to do for my life. They had my career planned out for me before I was born I don't know how to tell them I don't want to go into business.
My parents like to keep up appearances but they weren't strict and most of my friends liked my parents because they were so nice. My older sister is probably the most supportive of me. When I was afraid of my sexuality, she was the one that told me it didn't matter who I loved and that she'd always love me. She's always there for me no matter what and I love her to death.
Right now I feel like I'm in a rut. I feel like I'm just stuck and I need a way out. I need something new but I don't know what. Hopefully something will happen and soon because me being here in Lima again was never the plan. I can't end up being a Lima loser because I don't know what I want to do with my life.