Santana's P.O.V.
Having Quinn live here has it's pros and cons but I can't think of many cons. I wake up next to her and we morning sex then shower sex and sex when she come back. It's only been two weeks but she's a better roommate then the two I already had and the best part is that she doesn't smother me like I thought would happen. Everything is just so easy. Quinn has been a lot better lately. She was in a serious funk the first few days but she got over it for the most part. She still has her moments where she gets really quiet and I just know she's thinking about it. Quinn goes to see Judy everyday and I sometimes tagged along for a few visits. Judy is really a nice woman and I feel bad for her but she's better off without him. They may be getting a divorce but Judy isn't completely sure what she wants to do. I over heard her ask Quinn to come back home but Q said no. I didn't think she would have said no but I'm glad she's not going anywhere just yet. To my knowledge Quinn hasn't talked to Russell since that day but he's called her everyday since. I think Quinn just doesn't know what to say to him and she's still angry.
I just got back from the grocery store. Rachel is out with Brittany and I think Puck is still sleep. Quinn went to work about a hour ago so I guess it's just me for the most part. I start putting up the groceries I hear a knock at the door. I wonder if Rachel left her a key or something? Or is it someone else? But who the hell would it be? I shrug to myself and walk through the living room and to the front door.
"Forget your -" I stop mid sentencing after opening the door. It's not Rachel or anyone else I have ever wanted have such close contact with. I should kill him right fucking now!
"Hello Santana." He says to me as I try to contain my anger. I grip the doorknob tightly and try to take deep breaths to control my anger. I can't snap right now. I can't.
"What are you doing here?" I say through gritted teeth.
"I came to talk." He says.
"Well Quinn isn't here." He nods his head.
"I know." You know? He knows? He knows. That fucker.
"I have nothing to say to you."
"I know. I won't do anything I swear just let me come in." He says and my free hand slides to the pistol behind my back tucked into the waist band of my jeans.
"I'm unarmed." I pull my gun out and let it hang near my leg then step aside from the door. He walks in and I quickly cut the safety off, cock it and point it directly at him while he shuts the door.
"Take off the jacket and shoes." I say and he complies. After he takes the items of clothing off I quickly frisk him and once I'm sure he's unarmed I stand back in front of him with my gun pointed at his chest.
"Why shouldn't I kill you right now? One good reason." I say and he shakes his head.
"I can give you a few. There's no silencer on that pistol, you couldn't easily dispose of my body without it getting traced back to you and my favorite, you'll hurt Quinn if you do anything to me so why don't you just put the gun down so we can talk like civilized people." He says and I narrow my eyes.
"Who said I was civilized?" I say and he shrugs.
"I just assumed."
"Well you shouldn't. What the fuck do you want?" I ask.
"Do you mind if I sit?" Russell says as he walks towards the couch. He sits down and adjusts himself before saying
"Comfy couch."
"I swear to God I will fucking shoot you right now if you don't start talking. NOW." I say. Russell holds his hands up in surrender and nods his head.
"Well...I guess I'll let you start because I know you have some questions of your own."
"Yeah like how the fuck you had the balls to actually come over here. How did you even know I was here?" I ask.
"Well that was easy. When Quinn got close to you, she said your name and that you were Brittany's new neighbor. I took one look at you and knew you were that Santana."
"So you knew why I came?" He nods his head and leans back.
"Of course I did but I'm not sure I understand why. You yourself are in the field and you know there is no personal connection between the client or the target. Now when I did what I did, it wasn't personal. I was doing a job I was paid to do so why do you have this vendetta against me?"
"You fucking prick! I know you knew I was in that fucking closet when you killed my parents!"
"I did know but I couldn't stop once I'd started. I couldn't chance them fleeing and extending my assignment. I had a family I needed to get back to."
"So you had to hurry and destroy mine!"
"I'm sorry that what I did caused you so much pain and anger in your life but you know what this life is like. Have you ever thought about the people you've killed families? You never stopped to think this is someone's father or mother, uncle or aunt, brother or sister. Your target is just a person you are paid to get rid of."
"But I've never killed anyone in front of their fucking family. In front of an innocent child who was happy." My anger is coming to a boil and I want to pull this trigger so bad. The tears stinging my eyes are doing nothing but feeding my rage.
"Santana I can't take back what I did but for what it's worth, I do apologize. You shouldn't have seen that and I should've gone about it a different way but the past is the past and I can't change it. Now if you still decide to kill me then fine, but leave Quinn out of this." He says and I furrow my eyebrows. What?
"I've been trying to figure out why you ever spoke to Quinn and I've only drawn one conclusion. I took your parents so your trying to take my daughter. She has nothing to do with this so I'm asking you to leave her out of this and the rest of my family as well. Settle this grudge between you and I. No casualties." I finally put the gun down and hold it against my hip as I run my hand through my hair.
"Now you want to be all noble? Coming from the man that threatened to kill his own fucking daughter and decided to have a second family."
"I've made my mistakes but those are my mistakes. Do not take this out on my family." He says and I roll my eyes.
"You were right. I was going to put a bullet through Q's pretty little blonde head but I changed my mind." I say and he lifts an eyebrow.
"Oh did you?"
"Oh yeah. I've decided I'm going to torture her before I send you little pieces of her everyday until I run out and then I'll go for little Franny then finally Mrs. Fabray herself." I say with a smirk and Russell crosses his right leg over his left and folds his hands in his lap.
"As convincing as that sounded...I know none of that is true. I wasn't born yesterday Santana, it's obvious that you're in love with my daughter. I'm sure that was not your initial plan but it happened. I know that right now, you're stuck between a rock and a hard place. Kill me, lose Quinn or you can just let bygones be bygones and live happily ever after with Quinn."
"Fuck bygones." I say and point the gun back at him again.
"I knew you'd be a difficult one. Look, this can either end in a way that benefits or fucks us both. I'd just take the easy way if I were you." He stands and I grip the trigger tighter. He begins to put his jacket and shoes back on.
"If you can...tell Quinn to call me and don't worry I won't tell her about your secret life. I'll leave that to you." Russell walks over to the door then leaves.
Fucking son of a bitch! I'm...Fuck! I sigh to myself and lie on the couch. I'm so fucking fucked. I hear footsteps coming down the stairs and I look up just in time to see Puck standing there in his boxers.
"What the fuck just happened down here?" He says and I roll my eyes.
I spent the rest of my day lying on this couch and thinking. This situation is so fucked up and I just have no fucking solution. I don't even know what I want now. I want both but Rachel was right, I can't have my cake and eat it too.
"Why the long face beautiful?" I hear Quinn say as she walks in the door. I shrug my shoulders and she walks over to me.
"What's wrong?" She asks as she straddles my waist.
"Nothing. Bad day I guess." Quinn gives me a sympathetic look and rubs my shoulders.
"Can I make it better?" I breath deeply and put my hands on her hips.
"You already have." Quinn pecks my lips then lies on my chest.
"Good." Quinn kisses my collarbone then lies her head in the crook of my neck.
I just can't give this is up. This contentment, happiness and pure joy I feel when I'm with her. I can't give this up and maybe having Quinn in my life will make me want to kill Russell less and less until I just don't give a shit anymore. I'm not giving this up.
Quinn softly pecks her way from my collar bone, up my neck and kisses my jaw. Her lips eventually find their way to mine. I feel her gently suck my bottom lip into her mouth and I pull back slightly so I can bite her softly. As we kiss I feel Quinn slowly rocks her hips against me.
"Let's go to the bedroom." I say breaking away from the kiss. Quinn kisses my jaw and licks my neck.
"Why?" Quinn says then sucks my neck and moves her hips faster, applying more pressure.
"Pucks upstairs and Rachel will be back soon." I say and Quinn shrugs.
"I don't care." Quinn sits up and unbuttons her pants then takes off her shirt. I run my hands up from her thighs to her hips, sides and then finally her upper bra and unclasp it. She pulls my shirt off then quickly stands and gets rid of her jeans and panties. I slide out of my boxers and kick them onto the floor. Quinn straddles me again and runs her hands up my stomach, over my breasts and to my shoulders.
"I love you." Quinn says as she leans down towards my face. Instead of replying I kiss her softly. Quinn pulls away and kisses her way down my neck and to my breasts then licks my right nipple while massaging my left breast. I moan softly as she sucks my nipple into her mouth and slides her pussy along the shaft of my cock.
"Fuck you're so wet." I moan as I grip her ass. I squeeze the soft flesh in my hands and rock my hips. Quinn rubs her clit along the tip of my penis causing us both to moan at the contact.
"Stop teasing me." I say and she gives me a devious smirk.
"Why? I like doing this." She says then moves her hips faster. I roll my eyes and grab her hips, stopping her from moving anymore. I grip my shaft and push the head inside of her then move my hand back to her waist. She slowly lowers herself until I'm completely inside of her.
"Fuck." She moans. She starts to rock her hips back and forth slowly before lifting them then bringing them back down. I lift my hips into her and she moans loudly, breathes heavier then quickens her pace. I slide my hands up her stomach and cup her breasts in both my hands. As I massage her breasts she moans more and fastens her pace even more.
"Oh fuck yeah." I moan and thrust up into her more. Quinn arches her back and rocks her hips back and forth while lifting and dropping them harder.
"Fuck that feels so good." I moan.
"You like me riding you?" Quinn asks as she rides me harder.
"Yes, fuck yes." I moan. Quinn keeps her pace and puts her hand on my stomach. It feels good but I want more. I sit up and place my arm around her waist and guide her to her back so now I'm on top.
"I thought you said you liked it." Quinn says with a slight giggle.
"I do but I needed more." I say as I start to thrust into Quinn, continuing our pace but thrusting deeper.
"Mmm okay." Quinn moans and wraps her arms around my neck. I grip the arm of the couch behind her and thrust as deep as I possibly can inside her.
"Fuck yes San. Don't stop." Quinn moans as I quicken my pace. I feel my orgasm approaching and I grip Quinn's hip and kiss her neck as she moans in my ear. After a few more thrusts I feel Quinn's nails digging into my back and back arching into me then that wonderful clenching of her muscles around me. I can't help but to follow her lead and we orgasm together.
"Have I told you how much I love that you live here now?" I say as I lie in Quinn's neck. She chuckles and wraps her arms around my back.
"No but that's good to know." I shake my head and Quinn laughs again and rubs my back. I'm 100 percent sure that this, what I have with Quinn right now, is something I don't plan on giving up for a long time. Maybe not ever.