Santana's P.O.V.
Russell has been home a month now. They found out he has a hereditary heart disease and they gave him medicine to monitor it. I'm happy that Quinn is in happier spirits, I hated seeing her like that, it was depressing. I looked more into Russell's other kid and Francine was right. I pulled some records and saw a paternity test, that kid is Russell's alright. I've been following his secretary, Crystal, and her son David. The kid looks almost just like Quinn but his hair is brown. He's five and just finishing up kindergarten. Quinn is gonna flip when she finds this out. Her father has a whole other family she doesn't know about. How isn't he ashamed of himself?
Since he's been home, Quinn has been pushing me to meet him even more. I think she's afraid she might lose him and we don't have time to waste but it doesn't mean I want to see that bastard. I'll go see her mom no problem, but Russell...
"I don't know." I say to Quinn. She sighs and grabs my hands.
"Please? It won't even be long like a dinner or anything. You can just come over, talk for like 20 minutes then leave."
"You don't think it's a little soon for me to be meeting your family like this?" I ask and she shakes her head.
"Not at all. Why? Do you think it's too soon?" She asks and I shrug.
"I mean it's been only..."
"It'll five months soon." Damn, it will? When did that happen?
"I knew that but anyway, It's...seriously it's been that long?" I say then Quinn rolls her eyes.
"I know it doesn't seem that long. It seems like it's been longer." I would have said less but whatever.
"I think we've been dating long enough." She says and I sigh.
"I met your mom. I know that counts for something." I say and Quinn nods.
"It counts for meeting my mom. It's not like my father is going to hate you or something."
"How do you know I won't hate him?" I counter.
"You won't." You don't know how wrong you are. I shake my head and take a bite of my apple. Quinn snuggles closer to me on the couch.
"I'll do whatever you want." She says then licks the shell of my ear. Damn it.
"Stop being a tease." I say and she chuckles softly and bites my ear lobe.
"I'm not a tease. Just do this for me, please?" She says and I sigh heavily.
"Fine. I'm not staying for more than an hour." I say and she hugs me. How the fuck did I let her convince me to do this? I feel manipulated.
"We can go now. They're both home right now." She says excitedly and stands with my arm in her hand, pulling me up with her.
"Okay seriously, calm down." I say as I pull my arm back.
"I'm just happy."
"I see that. I don't see why this is so important." I say and Quinn sits back down.
"Because you're important...to me." She says and I crinkle my eyebrows.
"Well you're important to me too."
"Good because I love you." Quinn says. I feel like I can't breathe. What the hell? I feel this...sensation...it's indescribable. It's a burning and a chill, a deep breath but my lungs feel restricted like I can't breathe, I feel completely empty but so full I could burst...What the fuck?!
"I love you too." I say as I exhale finally. I can finally breathe. Quinn's face breaks out into a huge smile and she softly kisses me. She slowly pulls back slightly and rest her forehead against mine. What the fuck is happening to me? Why do I feel like this? Do I actually...No. I can't actually...love...oh shit.
"You don't have to meet my dad today, just soon?" She says and I nod my head.
Quinn's P.O.V.
I've been so afraid to tell Santana I love her. I've wanted to say it for a while now I just didn't know how she felt. I didn't think she'd love me back. She's just been so...perfect. She was there for me when I was an emotional wreck and she was amazing before that. I was afraid to love her. I thought I'd fall for her and she wouldn't be there to catch me. I knew I was taking a chance by being with her but she was worth the risk.
I want her to meet my family because I've never had anyone like her in my life before. I want to show her off to the world. I never thought I'd be this happy with someone...ever. She doesn't compare to anyone else and I know it hasn't been that long but I can't help how I feel. I just want her to be my forever.
"Want to know why I love you?" I say with a playful grin and she nods her head against mine. I take her hand in mine then look into her eyes.
"I love you because you make me feel comfortable. I can always be myself around you. I love you because you're sweet, caring and loyal. I'd never have to worry about you cheating."
"I wouldn't be so sure of that because have you seen Brittany? She could most definitely fuck me." Santana says with a playful smirk and I giggle and push her shoulder.
"Shut up you asshole." Santana chuckles and I shake my head.
"Okay, now continue telling me why I'm so awesome." She says and I roll my eyes.
"I also love you're honesty. You're the one person I don't think would ever lie to me and I appreciate that. I need someone honest in my life." I say and Santana's face drops slightly. There's no longer a giddy playfulness in her beautiful features.
"What's wrong?" I ask with concern. Did I say something wrong? Santana shakes her head and squeezes my hand.
"There's nothing wrong...just didn't think you'd get all mushy on me." She gives me a halfhearted smirk and I kiss her cheek.
"I love you." She says and I smile.
"I love you too." I press a soft kiss to her lips then I hear a few "Aw's" and one "Hot" coming from behind me. Santana and I pull apart and I turn to see Puck, Rachel and Brittany coming through the front door.
"Tell me I just witnessed the first 'I love you's'?" Rachel says with a dreamy look in her eyes and her hands clasped together in front of her chest. I knew she was a romantic but do you have to be so dramatic? Though dramatic, I do find her amusing so I smile and shake my head.
"Nope, you witnessed the second ones." I say and Rachel pouts slightly but then her smile is back and firmly in place. Brittany runs over to Santana and I, sits in my lap and hug us both tightly. I laugh at her antics and hug her back while Santana tries to push her away.
"Okay, don't smother me B." She says but Brittany tightens her grip.
"I'm so happy for you guys! I knew it would happen!" She says and finally pulls back, resting herself in my lap.
"How did you know Britt?" I ask and she turns her head towards me.
"I told Lord Tubbington about all the chemistry I felt between you two and he said you guys would love each other." Of course, the damn cat. We all laugh at that and Brittany gives a confused look.
"What?" She says and I shake my head and rub her back.
"Nothing Britt." I say and she shrugs.
"Congratulations on this new development in your relationship." Rachel says happily.
"Thanks." Santana says dryly.
"Can I talk to you in private?" Rachel asks Santana and San stands from the couch and they both leave to go to the basement it looks like. Puck sits in Santana's previous spot and he, Britt and I being talking about something other than Santana and I loving each other.
Santana's P.O.V.
I already knew what I was in for when they walked in. The smile and happiness may have fooled Q and B but I've known Rachel longer than anyone else and she is the best actress there is. She's not happy, I already know it and it's confirmed when she closes the basement door.
"Have you lost your fucking mind?!" Rachel says harshly but lowly. The glare I'm getting from her right now is a lot more intense than I've ever seen her give someone.
"What was I supposed to say? She said it first."
"You know this is more about saying a few fucking words Santana. You said them with meaning, you love her." Rachel says and I shake my head.
"It's apart of the -"
"Don't give me that shit Santana! I already warned you about her and your feelings." She says frustrated then rubs over her eyebrows with her index finger and thumb. I sigh and roll my eyes then sit on a stair.
"Why the fuck are you so mad?" I ask.
"Because this can only end badly. Your one and only goal is going to hurt her and she'll eventually find out and leave you, if not have you arrested then you'll sit in jail, depressed you don't have Quinn and I'll try to cheer you up with letters and whenever we speak on the phone, or visits and it won't work. You'll end up having to fight some big woman named Bertha or piss the cook off and won't be able to eat then some crazy ex meth head religious woman will try to kill you and the one prison guard that can help you won't because you pissed him off too. Then one day I'll come to visit and they'll tell me you committed suicide the day before." What the...?
"That was disturbingly vivid. Have you been watching Orange is the new Black again?" I ask and Rachel shrugs.
"It's a really good show and I don't want you to end up like Piper...though I'd see you more as an Alex...I think." Rachel says and I roll my eyes.
"Numero Uno, I will die before I go to jail and I'll never get caught no matter how much she wants me in prison."
"This is still going to end in heartbreak Santana." Rachel says softer and I sigh because I know she's right. The only way it wouldn't is if...I let go of this vendetta against Russell but...I can't. I just can't. He took the only thing that meant anything to me in this world.
"Tell me you don't love her. Honestly." Rachel says and I shake my head.
"I don't know, I've never been in love before."
"Santana it's not that hard!" Rachel pulls a gun from behind her back and switches off the safety.
"If I put a bullet through her pretty little head right now, what would you do?" Rachel says then oddly starts moving towards the basement door. I stand and move in front of her.
"What are you doing?" I ask.
"Answer the question Santana! If I splatter her brains all over the freshly polished wooden floor what would you do?" Rachel asks again and I don't respond.
"Rach -"
"Answer the fucking question or I'll get my answer on my own!" She says forcefully. What the fuck? No way she'd shoot Q...but then again Rachel does have a few screws loose.
"Calm the fuck down." I say but she doesn't respond. She makes a dash up the stairs for the door and I grab her ankle causing her to fall just as she opens the door. I quickly run to her and grab the gun from her hand. Before I know it my hand is around her neck and the gun is pointed at her forehead.
"You touch her and I'll fucking kill you, cut you into pieces and send it to your dads as a Hanukkah present." I don't even...whoa. That was harsh even for me. Where did that even come from?
"You've proved my point. You love her." Rachel says. She's back to her normal demeanor and I could just slap her.
"You manipulative little bitch." I say as I stand and she laughs.
"I learn from the best." I hold my hand out to her and help her off the floor.
"It's not even loaded San." She says and takes the hand gun from me then pulls the trigger, showing me it's empty.
"I had to get it out of you this way because talking to you is like pulling teeth." She says and I roll my eyes.
"This is a bad situation though San." I nod my head and sigh. I know it is but I can't help how I feel.
"I think you need to make a choice. It's either Quinn or Russell. We both know you can't have both." Rachel puts her hand on my shoulder and shake my head.
"I don't even -"
"Just take some time to think about it. I personally think you should choose Quinn because she makes you happy. Killing Russell will make you happy but for how long?"
"I hate when you get all deep." I say with a sigh and Rachel gives me a soft smile.
"You know I'm right though." I shrug.
"I'm here for you." I nod. Rachel kisses my cheek then walks back into the living room. I hate that she is right.
I've been denying my feelings for Quinn for some time now because getting emotionally attached fucks everything...but I couldn't help it. Quinn gets me on levels not even Rachel does. Right girl, wrong time I guess...but then again, it doesn't have to be. If I don't kill Russell I can have Quinn but I can't just let him killing my parents go. I want to kill him every time I see his fucking face. I want to strangle him and watch the life drain from his face.
"Babe?" I hear. I turn my head to the left and see Quinn standing there.
"Yeah?"
"Are you okay? You've been standing here for a while."
"Oh. Yeah I'm fine, just thinking." I say and she nods.
"Can I pick your brain?" I shake my head and she nods again.
"Well if it's anything you want to talk about..."
"I know I can come to you but it's nothing." I say and she nods again. I walk towards her, take her hand and walk us back into the living room. I'm in way too deep.