Chapter Two
Pulling into my drive way I hear the small girl in the passenger seat let out a gasp. "We are most certainly NOT in lima heights adjacent, Santana!" I have to give myself a serious pep talk out of reaching across and backhanding her for talking to me in that tone. Down Snix. Gasping again much quieter this time I hear panic in her voice. "Where...where did you take me? I should have known you'd never let me come to your house!" I shut the car off before rolling my eyes in her direction.
What? My eyes tend to roll of their own accord, okay? I am still Santana Lopez after all. Even this rollercoaster of emotions can't turn me all sunshine and butterflies. And seriously she's being ridiculous. Where does she think I took her? To some evil haunted mansion? Puh-lease I gots Cheerios practice at the break of dawn and the clocks a tickin'. I sit patiently waiting for her to catch on that we are in fact at my house. "Oh ...uhm...so you don't live in Lima Heights after all?" I narrow my eyes further and let a huff of annoyance slip out. So much for brainiac Berry. "I...uh...oh but I'll never tell anyone otherwise."
I smile widely at her response. "Good girl. Now lets go" Don't think I didn't see her whince in pain as she moved to climb outta my awesome ride. I choose to bite my tounge for now. Yes, even I have some control over what comes outta my mouth sometimes. Just don't like anyone knowing that. Makes it a little easier saying the insults just fly out of their own accord.
Stepping inside my large bedroom I hear a faint vibrating sound and dig through my purse to find the source. My heart jumps to my throat seeing "Brit" flash on my screen. "Berry make yourself comfortable..bathrooms that door over there...Hey Brit Brit:" I coo into my phone.
"San where are you? Did you get lost on your way to the bathroom? I know it can be confusing I do it all the time. I'm ready to go home now though."
Shit shit shit shit! "I'm already home Brits don't you remember we..uh have an early practice tomorrow morning we need real sleep tonight." I say thinking quickly.
"I remember, S but I thought you were giving me a ride back to your house still? Did I get confused again?"
"Honey, that was on Friday. Don't you remember telling me you were hitching a ride tonight, Sunday, with Lord tubbington?" Sometimes i surprise myself how fast i come up with this shit.
"I did? Uh Oh then I have some bad news...I thought I told you? Het got his driving privilages suspended from the DUI." she says completely serious.
I shake my head in disbelief. "Oh honey well you must have gotten confused then cause you def never told me that. I would have remembered that. Listen Brit Brit I'm already back at my house can you catch a ride with tubber...uh I mean Quinn?"
"Yeah I'm really sorry I got confused again, S and next time be sure to show me the secret tunnel from Pucks bathroom to your house." Alright I love her but seriously what the hell is she going on about? "So, no sweet lady kisses tonight?" I can hear her pouting on the other line. Damn it. Seriously, there's gotta be rehab for this girls crying shit. I have never ever forgotten about a booty call...or about Brits for that matter. This is getting outta control. I mean, instead of making sweet lady love right now, Berry's perched on my California King instead. What. The. Hell.
I close my eyes trying to lower my blood pressure after hanging up with Britts. The sound of her strangled voice causes my eyes to snap open "I'm sorry, Santana." They quickly focus in on the smaller brunette, tears welling up in her puffy eyes "Call her back I can find my way out" she whispered keeping her head down and making her way to the door. My eyes widen I needs to know what happened to her and I needs to know now. And p.s. the next time I see karofsky he's getting karate chopped in the throat and thats just for starters. Hearing the sound of my door opening snaps me out of my Steven King style fantasy.
"Stop." I say unsure of what else to say. I don't blame her for thinking I don't want her here. I myself am still not 100% sure I haven't been drugged. She doesn't look up at me so I gently tug on her arm to turn her around to face me causing her to hiss in pain. "Shit Rach I'm sorry I forgot," I say gently reaching up to ghost my fingers over her shoulder needing to ease the pain I caused her. As the pads of my fingers move from her smooth skin of her neck to where her shirt begins it catchs slightly dragging the fabic over to reveal a nasty deep burple bruise. The breath hitches in my throat and I'm vaugly aware of the fact she's started trembling. She's prevented the floodgates from bursting so far tonight but I can see she's not going to be able to for much longer and good thing too cause she needs release... like bad.
"Hey look at me." I say gently tipping her chin up. "I'm gonna see Britts in the morning. Like I've said before I want you to be here Berry or you wouldn't be. You look like your going to shatter into pieces and I don't know why but I wanna be here for you when you do. I know...I'm asking a lot but I'm gonna need you to trust me here. You've gotta let me in Midg...uh..Rachel let me in I promise you I'll help you through whatever this is." She takes a few minutes to process what I say staring directly in my eyes now I pray she can see I'm legit. Which I totally am. Seriously.
I reach my thumb up tugging her bottom lip out from her teeth as she asks "Why?" Good question.
"Cause I kind of miss the loud mouth hobit. I mean who am I gonna make fun of all day?" She almost smiles. "Do you think you can tell me what happened yet or do you need to cry it out a little first?"
"I...I...I..."
"Cry it out, got it. Ok first let's get u outta ur asian school girl uniform." I see the faint hint of a smirk ghost her puffy red lips and my heart flutters with relief. I have no control over what happens next as I reach out and pull her tightly to me. I don't hold on for more than a few seconds as I know she's so close to releasing a tidal wave of tears. "Come on" I grab her hand leading her to my large black dresser.
I pull out a pair of black sweatpants with the words "CHEER BITCH" acrosss the ass in white letters as I can feel her hand in mine about as warm as an popsicle. "Ok cause your all sad and stuff I'll give u a choice" I hold up a small grey shirt with janis joplin's big smiling face on it then a simple black shirt with Cheer across the tits and a megaphone in white. She looks up to me as if I'm going to attack if she picks the wrong one. "No wrong answer here it's just a shirt. You wanna play cheerleader barbie all the way or keep half of you covered in something musical?" She reaches out to take the Janis shirt. "Awesome choice. She's the bomb. Bathrooms right there remember, if you'd like privacy."
Not having a modest bone in this slammin body I take my clothes off right in front of her slipping my bra off only to catch her staring wide eyed. "I know there pretty awesome right?"
"Do they...feel the same?" I can't help the huge smirk that comes across my face. Okay seriously am I halusonating or did she seriously just say that?
"Why don't you see for yourself." Her eyes go impossibly wider and she violently shakes her head.
"No..no..I uh God." she mutters peeling her eyes off my tits and aiming them down at the floor as she hurrys past me and into the bathroom. I can't help but chuckle at her reaction. I throw on the cheer shirt and some booty shorts as unlike blueBerrry I am not freezing my ass off and climb in my big comfy bed and grab my phone sending a quick sext to Brits.
chapters get a lot longer after this..