Ahh! I haven't posted in over a week! I apologize! Well, here is chapter 9. Enjoy!

-R

"Homophobic" Chapter 9

Santana woke up the next morning with a pounding headache. She opened her eyes and looked around to find herself in her room. She tried to remember what happened the night before, then it hit her.

"Brittany is my girlfriend." She said out loud to herself as if she didn't beleive it.

She didn't realize her feelings for Brittany until last Thursday. She had avoided the blonde for the entire week after the break down at her house.

Puck had texted her last Thursday saying she should come over and 'have some fun.' He had also mentioned the fact that his parents were working late tonight so it would be just them.

Santana was still going through the 'I'm Not Gay' rant in her mind and thought it would clear her mind up. She decided to go to Puck's because he was a boy, she was staight and could have normal fun. It what she was suppost to do, right? But boy, was she wrong.

Back flash to Thursday night

Santana had one of her new Cherio friends to drop her off at Puck's house later than night because she was still only 15 and couldn't drive yet. She made her way onto his front porch.

She opened his screen door knocking on the wooden one behind it.

"Come in!" She head a male voice say though the house.

She took the invite in and opened the front door making her way into the house, shutting it behind her.

"I'm in the Kitchen, you can come in." Puck called out to her.

She followed his voice and saw Puck sitting at his kitchen wearing a white wife beater tank top with blue jeans. He had a beer in his right hand. "You wan't one?" He asked her swaying the beer in her direction.

"Uhmm, no thanks." She declined still standing in the door way.

"You know you can sit?" He joked with her pushing out the chair next to him.

She nodded and sat down.

"Soo..." She said looking around the kitchen trying to find something to keep her attention.

"How about we go to my room." He gave her a smirk and stood up.

She hesistated but eventually stood up and followed him through the house into his room.

As she walked in she noticed the many posters of chicks holding guitars on his walls. There was a pile of clothes, mostly boxers on his floor infront of his dresser. His room smelled like strong cologne that her dad would probably wear.

She was thrown out of thought when she felt hard lips crash into hers. Her eyes went wide into suprise by the sudden contact but then seemed to relax.

"Just relax babe, let Pucky here take care of you." He whispered pulling her down on the bed adding another kiss.

She wasn't exactly fond of the kiss but accepted it. He wasn't as good of a kisser as Britttany.. wait, what? She shouldn't even be thinking of Brittany's kiss. She wanted Puck, he was a boy. At least she thinks she wants Puck.

"Why aren't you kissing back?" Puck asked pulling away from her with a confused look on his face.

"Uhm, I... I had a hard Cherio's practice today and i'm just a little tired." She made it up. She wasn't tired.

"Well get untired because I want to have to some fun." She winked at her before going down for another kiss.

She kissed him back this time and felt his tongue push it's way into her mouth. He wasn't gentle with it at all, more like forcefull. Brittany would've been gentle and soft and massaged her tongue..wait, no. Stop thinking about Brittany!' She mentally yelled to herself.

"Let's take this cute little top off." Puck seducingly said with reaching to the back of Santana's Cherio top looking for the zipper.

"I'm fine." Santana said pushing his hands away.

"Ohh, come on. Let's see those pretty girls of yours." He tried reaching for the back of her zipper again.

"No Puck!" She lightly yelled trying to get up.

"Your not going anywhere!" He yelled pushing her back on the bed and putting all his weight on her.

"Puck!" She squirmed in pain. "Your hurting me!" She cried out.

Puck finally realized what he was doing and jumped off the bed, "San..."

"No!" She cried and climbed off the bed and ran out of his room.

"Wait! I'm sorry!" He ran after her but heard the front door slam and knew she was already gone.

Santana made her way off of his drive way and started walking. She took her phone out of her pocket and checked the time. "10:13, great." She said as her voice cracked. She still had left over tears in her eyes from the situation that had just occured.

She honestly didn't care where she was walking she just walked. Her parents wouldn't care where she was anyways. They are always working and barley had anytime for her. They don't even know she's a Cherio. Her dad is a doctor and is always out on buisness trips. Her mother is a lawyer and is barley home too. It's practically just her.

Before she knew it she was infront of a house. Brittany's house, her bestfriend's house.

She stared at it for about 10 minutes and then just broke down. Tears started flooding through her eyes and she fell to her knees. All she wanted right now was Brittany. She wanted Brittany to hold her in her arms and tell her everything was okay. She wanted her to tell her Puck was just some stupid boy and she'd kick his ass when she next saw him. She wanted her to tell her stories about Lord Tubington's smoking addiction. She just wanted Brittany.

From this moment she realized she didn't care anymore. She didn't care if she was straight or not. She didn't care if her parents didn't care about her. She only cared about Brittany, she only wanted Brittany.

But Brittany was mad at her. She had avoided Brittany for the past couple of days.

"I ruined everything." She sobbed to herself pulling her knee's into her chest.

She stayed there for a half an hour before getting enough strength to get up and walk home.

Present day

Santana reached over to her night stand and grabbed her phone. It had one new next message.

From: Brittany ;D

San! Hi secret girlfriend! (; Wait am I allowed to call you that over text message? Can i call you that in my diary too? Ohh, Lord Tubington might read it though. He tends to read it sometimes. But anywaysss... Do you want to comeover today? I wanna see you (:

Santana smiled at the text. She finally had Brittany as her own. No one else's, just hers.

To: Brittany ;D

Yes you can call me that through text message (; And Lord Tubington is a creep... haha. But yeah, i'll comeover! Be there in an hour!

She smiled after she hit sent. She felt soo happy, so complete.

She got up, showered, and dressed.

She walked down stairs and found her mom in the living room watching the news. 'Wow she's actually home for once' she thought to herself.

"Wow, that is just uncalled for. What has happened to society?" Her mother spoke aloud.

"What are you talking about mom?" Santana asked her as she stood behind the couch that her mother was seated in.

"Oh hey hun. But yeah, some riot about same sex marriage is being held at the court house in Naples, Florida. Isn't that sick?" She asked her daughter.

"Yeah, they should just let them get married." She answered getting a stern look from her mother.

"Please don't tell me you agree with this horrible act of same sex marriage. They are going against God's demands! How could someone do that to their life!" She raised her voice.

Santana didn't say anything after that. She was taken back by her mothers point of view. What would she say if she told her about what she was doing with Brittany. Oh god, she didn't even want to think about it.

"Well thank god we don't have to deal with that. It's pointless to get married to the same gender. You can't even have children! It's selfish!" She exclaimed.

"Oh." Is all that came out of Santana's mouth. She was in shock. She could NEVER let her mother find out about Brittany and her.

"Oh, i forgot. A boy named Puck stopped by asked for you. Is he you boyfriend?" She winked at Santana with a smile.

"No." She shook her head.

"Well he was cute. Why don't you ever have a boyfriend Santana? Your always hanging out with Brittany and Quinn. You need to find yourself a nice boy who will take care of you." Her mother protested.

"I'm only 15, mom. I'm going to Brittany's I'll see you later, if your home tonight." Santana told her mother as she walked towards the door.

"Okay, be careful!" Her mother answered her as she turned back to the television.

"Kay.." She then walked out of the house and closed the door behind her.

She stood on her porch and processed what just happened. She just learned her mother was homophobic. A homophobic mother had a daughter who had a girlfriend. A secret girlfriend. Great.

She took a deep breath and walked off her porch making her way to Brittany's house. She needed to get her mind off of this and Brittany was the perfect distraction.