Santana's P.O.V.
I've been going over some things in these last few weeks and I know how I want to kill Russell. There's this drug that is completely undetectable. I'm going to get it in his system and it'll make it seem like he had a heart attack. It's pretty perfect in my opinion. Right now I'm taking some surveillance, just to figure out how I can get in the house. When I do this, I have to do this carefully because it has to be in the day time. It's the only time no one is there. I was thinking of using Quinn's window but that's to obvious. They have a door that's in the garage which connects to the house. If I can get to that door, I'll be fine.
Quinn and I have been dating for almost a month or maybe a little over... I think, I don't know since I'm not really counting or anything. That's not important. We've really only been out I think three more times since the first time but we hang out and stuff. Does that count as dates? Whatever it doesn't really matter since it's all fake anyway. We're still not official or anything, just causally dating but I plan on making it official soon. I'm excited for two reasons this week. One, Rachel is coming and two so is my piano.
I've always loved music and I play piano, the guitar, ukelele and drums. Piano is my real instrument of choice and being all the way out here with no music outlet is killing me. That's another thing Rachel and bonded over, our love of music. I can't wait to see her, though I would never tell her. I've really missed my big mouth best friend.
Quinn is supposed to come over to meet Rachel. I haven't told Rachel that I'm supposed to be dating Quinn yet. My piano got here before Rachel so I've been in the basement getting acquainted with the new piece of equipment. Having it feels like home. I hadn't realized I'd been playing it for hours until Quinn came. The piano came a 10 and she came at 2, you do the math.
"What was that music I heard?" Quinn asks me as she walks in the house.
"Me on my piano."
"You play the piano?" She asks and I nod.
"You're lying." She says and I laugh.
"Why do you think I'm lying?"? I ask and she shrugs.
"You just aren't the most coordinated person and I know you need some coordination to learn the piano." I roll my eyes.
"Shut up. I have coordination just not on ice skates." I say and she shrugs. I grab her hand and walk her towards the basement.
"What's down here?" She asks as we descend the stairs.
"The piano duh." I say.
"I only put it down here because I didn't feel like rearranging furniture today." I say as I walk to the right side of the basement and look at the black and white keys of the baby grand piano.
"You weren't lying." Quinn says as she sits on the bench. I sit next to her and shake my head.
"Play me something." She says and I shrug. I start the first few notes of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and she slaps my hand.
"You think you're funny huh?" She says and I chuckle.
"Yeah, I do actually."
"Just play something. Something serious this time." She says.
"Okay, okay." I say. I crack my knuckles and neck and Quinn groans impatiently. I laugh and she pushes my arm.
"Come on."
"Come on what?"
"Santana!" She says frustrated and I laugh then kiss her cheek.
"Alright calm your tits. I was thinking of a song." I say and Quinn nods. I place my hands on the keys then play the first few notes before I begin to sing.
"Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long." I look over at Quinn who is once again surprised by me. I never told her I sing.
"No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'till the moment I'm gone." I continue to sing and close my eyes.
"You hold me without touch. You keep me without chains. I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your rain." I open my eyes and turn towards Quinn when I hear her singing the next part with me.
"Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity. Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be. But you're on to me and all over me." I play the next few notes and Quinn continues to sing the next part.
"You loved me 'cause I'm fragile. When I thought that I was strong. But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone." She finishes then we both sing the chorus.
"Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity. Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be. But you're on to me and all over me." I start the next part of the verse.
"I live here on my knees as I try to make you see, that you're everything I think I need here on the ground." Then Quinn sings.
"But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go."
"The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me." I stop playing before I sing the last word.
"Down." I hold the note for a while then continue the music.
"You're keeping me down, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. You're on to me, on to me and all over." Quinn sings then we sing the last line of the song.
"Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long." I play the ending notes then look back over to Quinn.
"I didn't know you could sing." She says and I shrug.
"I'm okay but you, I knew you said you could sing but I didn't expect that or for you to know that song." I say and she shrugs.
"You don't know everything about me." She says with a smirk then moves closer to me. I smirk and lean in closer to her.
" I know you want to kiss me right now." She smirks and shakes her head.
"Shut up." She says and I press my lips to hers.
The kiss is soft and more of a peck but as I try to pull away she places her hand on the back of my neck and pulls me in for a longer one. I put my hand on her hip and we only separate when we here someone clearing their throat. I didn't even hear anyone come down the steps. I look behind me and see my favorite hobbit.
"Sorry to interrupt but I think you two were too close to swallowing each other." Rachel says and I shake my head and stand from the bench. I hug her tightly and she giggles against my chest.
"I knew you missed me." She says.
"Yeah that's why I used the piano to summon you. Of course you can't resist a good song." She pulls back, she rolls her eyes then glance at Quinn.
"Don't be rude, introduce us Santana." She says and I look at Quinn.
"Right. Q this is my best friend -"
"Rachel Berry." Rachel says with a bright smile and a hand extended towards Quinn. Quinn smiles and takes her hand.
"Quinn Fabray."
"It's nice to meet your acquaintance." Quinn nods and they separate their hands.
"So is this your girlfriend San?" Rachel asks.
"Yeah." I say without hesitation. Quinn smiles and Rachel nods her head.
"Well I wasn't expecting that but okay. I'm happy for you both, especially you San." She says and I roll my eyes.
"How did you get in here?" I ask as Rachel starts to walk back to the stairs with Quinn and I following behind.
"Noah."
"Oh yeah, where is he anyway?" I ask.
"Probably in the kitchen." Rachel says then walks up the stairs quickly, leaving Quinn and I alone.
"So...girlfriend huh?" She asks and I shrug.
"I didn't hear you correct me." I say and she shrugs. I grab her hand and she interlocks our fingers as we reach the top of the stairs. We walk into the kitchen and talk to Rachel and Puck. From what I could tell Rachel actually likes Quinn but then again Rachel is a good actress. Quinn left about an hour ago because she had already made plans with some friends and only came just because she wanted to see me. Rachel and I are lying on the couch, Rachel is between my legs with her head on my stomach. Puck is sitting in the recliner and we're just watching TV and it just went to a commercial.
"So..." Rachel drags out.
"The new girlfriend. When did that turn into part of the plan?"
"When she saw how hot Quinn was." Puck says and I roll my eyes.
"I figured it would be a faster way to get close to her." I say with a shrug.
"Really? Because that doesn't to me. It just sounds like a much more physical closeness than a friendship."
"You think I want to fuck her?" I ask.
"You do you just haven't yet." Puck says.
"Shut the fuck up."
"Anyway." Rachel says.
"Now I'm all for you being in a happy healthy relationship but I think this is a little more serious than you think." She continues.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I ask. Rachel lifts her head, folds her hands over my stomach then rests her chin on top of them.
"There's something between you and Quinn. You're not a good actress so the way you interact with her is genuine. I saw in just an hour that you have feelings for her. Strong feelings." I roll my eyes.
"Feelings for Quinn? Get real. It's a part of the plan."
"Okay fine, then why haven't you killed her yet? You normally work fast but you've been here for months. Why isn't she dead yet?" Rachel asks.
"I'm just taking my time with this one. I want to make sure I do it perfectly."
"You're full of shit. You like her a lot whether or not you want to admit it." Puck says.
"No I don't so both of you can just shut it. Quinn means absolutely nothing to me."
"Keep telling yourself that." Rachel says and I sigh and roll my eyes.
Quinn doesn't mean anything to me. I don't have any emotional ties to her. She's just a casualty and that's all. I don't get emotionally attached to anyone. I don't understand why they would say that. What makes them think I like Quinn as anything? Maybe I am a better actress than they think.
Puck, Rachel and I talked a little more until Rachel decided to go take a nap. Puck said he was going to some gym with some guy he met, Mike I think is his name. That pretty much left me alone with my thoughts...which I realize wasn't the best.
My mind keeps drifting to Quinn but not in the way I want. I keep thinking about her voice, her laugh and the shade of red she turns when I make her laugh so hard she snorts lightly. I love making her smile...what? No I don't...but I would really like to hear her voice right now. I guess I've just grown slightly attached to her over the two months I've known her. Weird.
A/N: Rachel's here! Lol anyway, I hope it was good and you guys let me know what you thought. Also the song is Gravity by Sara Bareilles, kind of old but good.