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Chapter 3:

**Santana's Pov**

I pressed the answer button and reluctantly put the phone to my ear. My heart was pounding so hard against my chest, it felt like it was about to explode. I've never been this nervous in my entire life. Well except that time I was awaiting the results of a home pregnancy test, but that's a story for another day. How could she have known it was me? Ay dios mio Santana! It's Rachel freaking Berry. She must have asked Kurt or somebody about the number. Fucking hell!

"Hey Berr err...Rachel?" I called, but was met with silence. "Hello?" I tried again, only to be met with even more silence. I looked down at the phone, only to realize she hung up. I walked over to my bed and sat down with a heavy sigh. I briefly looked at the clock on my night-stand as I contemplated calling her back. I took a deep breath as I felt my throat constricting. I closed my eyes tightly and then, with a spurt of boldness, I hit the redial button.

I listened as the phone rang twice before going to voice-mail. "Hi. You've reached Rachel Barbra Berry. I am not available right now, but please leave a message!" I hung up and hit redial again. Only this time the phone went directly to voice-mail. "Hi. You've reached –" Ugh! I groaned as I flopped down on my bed. It's a sign. It has to be. Why would she even want to talk to me, the one person who has made her life a living hell? I wanted nothing else but to throw the damn phone against the wall, where it would smash into a million tiny pieces, but thought against it.

I didn't even realize I was crying until my tears silently fell on the back of my hands. I sniffled, wiping hastily at my eyes, but the tears just kept coming. God, I am so pathetic! I am Santana Lopez for fucks sake, but here I am, lying in bed, crying my eyes out over Rachel freaking Berry. I just wanted to close my eyes and forget that this night ever happened.

In my pathetic wallowing, I did not hear the slight creaking of the door. When the sound actually reached my ears, I looked up and saw nothing but blurs. "Tana, what's wrong mija?" Papi! I cried before throwing myself into his arms. "Ssshhh…baby. It's okay". Papi held me against him until I relatively calm down. He pulled away slightly, as he looked at my tear streaked face. He wiped away my remaining tears and placed a gentle kiss on my forehead.

"Mija, everything's going to be okay?" He said once more placing another gentle kissed against my forehead. I shook my head and smiled sadly at him. "No it's not. I hurt the one person I love more than anything in this world and now she doesn't even want to speak with me". "She?" I heard my father say. Oh fuck! Did I just come out to my father? "Did I say she? I meant he." I said gloomily as I looked away from him.

"Santana baby look at me". I was looking everywhere else but at him. He tilted my head so I could look at him. More tears silently rolled down my cheeks. I don't think I've ever cried this much. Once again he lightly wiped away the tears from my cheek. "Mija, it doesn't matter if you are gay or straight. You are my daughter and I love you very much. Okay?" Y-yes papi I said as I held unto him. "Now, do you want to tell me what happened?"

I only nodded, as I mentally prepared myself to tell my father about all the cruel things I've done. After I recounted the tales from my past, I held my breath waiting to be scolded. He said nothing. After a minute or two of awkward silence, I chanced at look at him and for a moment I saw the disappointment in his eyes. I felt so ashamed. "I am so sorry papi. I messed up" I allowed the popularity to get to me, p-please don't hate me".

I could never hate you mija. But I am disappointed in your behaviour. It's in the past now. Have you apologized to this girl? No I said, as my head hung shamelessly. "Tana, I maybe old, but that is perhaps the first thing you should have done before you told the girl you wanted her. It's the first step in letting her know that your feelings are sincere and that you are not playing some sick cruel joke." Do you understand me mija?

Yeah I sighed solemnly, but it's kind of hard to do when she is ignoring my calls you know. "You are a smart girl Santana Lopez. I must know I am your father after all. I chuckled at that. "I know you will figure something out. You should go and get some rest sweetheart. It is already past midnight and you look absolutely exhausted." Thanks papi "You don't have to thank me mija. I am just fulfilling my fatherly duties. I am always here if you need me". Thanks papi I said as I leaned up and kissed him on the cheek. Tomorrow will be a brand new day I mused before allowing my body to drift into a peaceful slumber.