Santana's P.O.V.
I should have known this would blow up in my face. I'm such a fucking idiot. Why wouldn't I get rid of those fucking pictures? I don't blame Quinn for not talking to me, I wouldn't talk to me either if I were her. I didn't know this would hurt as much as it does though. I knew it would hurt, god I knew but this pain is more intense than I could have ever imagined. When she left I cried for four days and that was it. I lied in bed and cried until exhaustion overcame my body and I fell asleep but every time I woke up without Quinn next to me, it started all over again.
I guess Quinn told Brittany about the break up and she told Rachel and now everyone has been texting, calling and leaving me voice mails. When I didn't respond the first day Rachel said she'd fly back to Lima if I didn't respond to at least let her know I was alive. I text her to tell her no and I've turned my phone off since. Brittany comes by everyday and I just recently let her in. She didn't say anything and I didn't either. We just laid together and watched TV until we both fell asleep. She had to leave this morning but made breakfast before she left but I can't bring myself to do anything but pack. My week is almost up and I have to leave. I have to go back to California because I know Quinn will keep that promise of calling the police...but maybe I should go to jail. I'm a criminal and I deserve punishment. At least in jail I can rot without the constant annoyance of people trying to get me to talk to them.
I just wish I could say I don't care about this whole situation but Quinn was my fucking other half. I've never met anyone who just got me the way she did. Is this pain ever going to dull? Because right now I'm dying from the inside out and I can't stand this. Now I have no reason at all to be here and everything reminds me of Quinn. I have a flight in about an hour back home. Brittany said she'd be back in time to send me off so that's why she left early. I some how got the energy to shower but I didn't do anything to my hair but put it in a pony tail. I ate half of a pear and by the time I checked to make sure I had everything, it was time to leave. Brittany was outside of the house right on time. I bring all of my bags to the front door and she grabs my suitcase while I close and lock the front door. I put my other bag in her trunk and get into the car.
"Thanks." I say as I adjust my sunglasses and Brittany give me a sad smile.
"You're welcome. I'm sad that you're leaving though." She says and I don't respond but look out the mirror.
"Are you going to come back and visit?" Brittany says and I shake my head.
"No but you can come see me whenever you want."
"Yay! I'll come visit soon I promise." Brittany says excitedly and I crack a small smile.
"What are you gonna do about your car?" Brittany asks and I shrug.
"You want it? I don't really need it. Take it, think of it as a going away present." I say.
"But I'm not going anywhere."
"Well it's an I appreciate you present. You can have it." I open her middle console and put my keys in it.
"Hell you can have the house too. I'll transfer all of that to you."
"Santana I can't -"
"Brittany just take it. Even if you don't want them you can sell them. You can set the shit on fire for all I care." I say and she sighs.
"I think if you just give Quinn some time -"
"That she'll come back? I love your optimism B but it's over. I fucked up." My voice cracks at the end of that and I feel tears start to roll down my cheeks. Fuck, I can't cry right now. I quickly wipe my tears and pull myself together.
"I'm really going to miss you." Brittany says.
"I'll miss you too. Come visit me and stay as long as you want okay?"
"I will."
"And you can always call me or text. I'm leaving but we don't have to stop talking." I say and glance at her. She turns her head towards me and smiles.
"I know." She reaches her hand over to me and grabs my hand.
"I'm surprised you still decided to talk to me." I say and Brittany gives me a confused look.
"Why wouldn't I talk to you?" She asks.
"You know..."
"Quinn is just mad right now. I know this isn't gonna last really long and she told me she doesn't care if I stay friends with you." Brittany says with a smile and I nod my head.
"You would probably still hear something about me anyway because you still talk to Rachel right?" I ask and she nods.
"Yeah. I wish she would come back and visit too."
"Britt -"
"I know I can come visit and I will really soon but it doesn't mean I don't miss you guys. I miss Puck too a little bit." I nod my head and Brittany keeps driving.
Soon we're at the airport and are saying our goodbyes. I'm really glad I met Brittany because I definitely consider her a real friend and I don't plan on losing her ever...hopefully things will go according to plan this time. I get on my plane, put my ear phones in and look out of the window. Goodbye Lima, Hello home. This isn't how I wanted to go back home. I wanted Quinn next to me talking to me or just holding my hand. I wanted to bring her home with me.
I don't even remember falling asleep but by the time I wake up, we're here. Home sweet home...I guess. I head to baggage claim I see six idiots with bright smiles with a sign that has my name on it. I shake my head and look for my bags when I hear fast footsteps approaching I know it's the two most prone to hugging people I know. Rachel and Kasey.
"San!" Kasey screeches in one ear.
"We missed you." Rachel says in the other ear. I can't even move my arms to push them off of me.
"Get off of me." I say and feel more pressure on my body and hear more voices. Ugh.
"I'm glad everyone is happy I'm back now get the fuck off of me." I say and I finally feel them backing away.
"Someone's grumpy." Serena says and I roll my eyes.
"More like broken hearted." Rachel says and I sigh.
"Which one of you losers is taking me home?" I ask.
"We all are. We came in Puck's truck." Ugh of course they did because Puck has two fucking backseats.
"Let's go then." I say and I go to grab my bags but Nick has them already. I feel Serena wrap her arm around my waist and Kasey puts hers around my shoulders.
"We missed you." Kasey says as we walk then she kisses my cheek.
"I guess I missed you guys too." I say and Serena wraps both of her arms around me.
"So are we going to get drinks, food, going home and drinking?" She jokes and I sigh.
"Can we celebrate me coming home tomorrow? I just want to lay down right now." I say and Serena groans but nods.
"Alright. Let's take Sanny here home so she can recharge." We leave the airport and pile into Puck's truck. I sit in the passenger's seat because there's no way I'm sitting back there with them. I can't really handle the excitement right now.
"So how are you?" Puck asks quietly.
"Fucking peachy." I say.
"Santana." He says and I sigh.
"I'm a fucking mess, is that what you wanted to hear?" I ask and he shrugs.
"If that's how you are then yeah. I'll get rid of these guys then me and Rachel will come back with food, alcohol and a shit ton of ice cream. Oh and some good scary movies." He says and I nod my head. That's the best thing I've heard in awhile. Soon I'm back at my house and Puck is gone keeping good on his promise. The first thing I do is take a shower and then put on some comfortable pajamas since I know they're sleeping over tonight. I don't know why I decided to get on my bike but I did and I took her around the block a few times. I love my red and black Harley Davidson, it fits me perfectly. It felt good. It felt like I was the old me for a little while but thoughts of Quinn came rushing back. Am I really never going to see her again? Ever? The pain of that thought caused me to go home. I didn't want to have a breakdown in the middle of the road.
By the time I get home, Puck and Rachel are just pulling up. They have on they're pajamas too. We go into the house and I pick the first movie we're going to watch while Puck opens our beers. Rachel sat the pizza's in the center of my coffee table and sat on the couch while I put the DVD in. I sit in the middle of the couch and grab a slice of peperoni pizza. As I take a bite I feel Rachel's eyes on me. Ugh. I groan and turn my head towards her.
"What?"
"Can we talk about it now?" She asks.
"What is there to talk about?"
"How she found out. Did Russell tell her?" She asks and I sigh and shake my head.
"She found my plans and pictures. I forgot to get rid of them."
"Did you try to lie about it?" Puck asks as he hands me and Rachel a beer then sits to my right.
"I couldn't lie my way out of that."
"Yeah, how can you really explain that? It makes you seem like a stalker and if she saw plans, then a murderer." Rachel adds.
"Well I am a murderer. A homicidal maniac according to Quinn."
"She said that?" Puck asks and I nod my head as I take a sip of my beer.
"Harsh." He says then drinks some of his beer.
"What else happened?" Rachel asks.
"I told her the truth, she dumped me and told me to leave and if I ever tried to contact her again she'd call the cops." Rachel frowns and shakes her head.
"I was hoping this would end better since you weren't going to kill Russell."
"I think the whole, me being capable to kill anyone and lying to her are the two main issues. Quinn already had the thing with her dad, she knows I've been lying to her and now there's something else about her dad she didn't know...I guess it was just too much you know?" Rachel nods.
"Do you think it's really over? Like she won't call you one day and want to try again?" She asks and I shrug.
"I'm really doubting that we'll ever talk to each other again." I take another swig of my beer and try to stop the tears from forming. I feel a hand on my shoulder as I take the beer from my lips and see that it's Rachel's.
"I feel like this isn't over and I know you never listen to a damn word I say but something is telling me that this isn't over." She says and I roll my eyes.
"Can I play the movie now?" I ask and she nods. I grab the remote and hit play then sit it back down.
As much I wish Rachel was right...I know she isn't this time. I'd love for Quinn to call me and tell me she made a mistake because I'd take her back in a heartbeat but I know that'll only happen in my dreams. Though my heart is broken and I'm not entirely sure I'll fully recover from it, these guys always make everything better. Being sandwiched between them and watching a movie is better than crying myself to sleep every night. I wish I could change what happened but then again...I wouldn't change much. The time I spent with Quinn was the longest amount of time I've truly been happy and I wouldn't change it for the world, but I would have been smart enough to throw that shit away. It would have saved me the heartache.
A/N: So i hope the story hasn't been absolutely horrible up to this point. I should probably let you guys know that this story is almost over. There's maybe three of four more chapters then that's that. So as always, i want to know your thoughts so feel free to share them.