Santana and Rachel walked into Breadstix with their respective parents. "So, Mami, where's Alicia? Is she going to meet us here?" Santana asked. Ricky and Nina shared a look. Santana looked at them expectantly.
"Mija, Alicia isn't coming." Nina said. Santana looked down.
"Oh... okay. I... I get it." Santana said.
"Sweetie, she said she had an emergency basketball practice." Ricky said.
"Papi, basketball season ended in March. It's May." Santana said. Ricky looked at the Berrys who seemed to all be in confusion.
"Alicia is our younger daughter. She's a sophomore at McKinley and she was the youngest starter on the varsity basketball team." Ricky explained. Rachel suddenly remembered.
"That's right. I forgot that you and Alicia were sisters." Rachel said. Santana nodded sadly. "What's wrong?" Rachel whispered, grabbing Santana's hand. Santana shook her head in an 'I'll tell you later' fashion. Rachel nodded and let the subject go for the time being.
"Sweetie, I'm sure it's just a one-time thing." Nina said.
"I doubt it. You know, suddenly, I'm not so hungry." Santana said.
"But sweetie, you love Breadstix." Ricky said. Santana shrugged.
"I'm not hungry." Santana said. She stood up and walked out of the resturaunt.
"Rachel, I'd think she'd rather it if you went after her." Ricky said. Rachel nodded and went after her girlfriend. She found her outside of the restaraunt, sitting on a bench.
"Are you okay?" Rachel asked softly. Santana looked up.
"What do you want?" she asked. Rachel sat down next to her.
"To know what's going on? First mention of your sister and clam up. What's wrong San?" Rachel said.
"Alicia has barely talked to me since I quit Cheerios." Santana said.
"Okay..." Rachel said.
"You don't get it. That's around the time I started realiing who I really am." Santana said. Rachel bit her lip.
"So you're thinking that your sister hates you because your gay?" Rachel asked. Santana nodded. "How'd she even find out?" Rachel questioned.
"She heard me and Britt talking about it." Santana said. Rachel nodded. "I've tried talking to her about it, but she's blown me off every single time I try."
"San... she'll come around eventually." Rachel said.
"Rae, it's not that simple." Santana said.
"I'll help you through it." Rachel said. Santana smiled and allowed Rachel to hug her.
"Thanks Rae." Santana said. Rachel stood up and held out a hand.
"Come on. You love Breadstix." Rachel said. Santana smiled and took the hand offered to her. Rachel pulled her up off the bench and into a hug. "San... you're gonna be fine. And we have to report to work tomorrow." Santana nodded and grabbed Rachel's hand, leading her into the resturaunt. They smiled at the adults as they walked back the table.
"You okay, San?" Ricky asked. Santana nodded.
"I'm fine Papi." Santana said.
"Mami? Papi? What are you doing here?" a voice asked. Santana looked up.
"Ali.." Santana said.
"S... you're home already? I had no idea." Alicia said. Santana rolled her eyes.
"Al, you knew we were going to pick up your sister. We invited you to come with us." Ricky said.
"Do you wanna join us, Alicia? We can make room for you." Nina said.
"No, that's okay. You guys have fun. I'll just see you at home." Alicia said.
"Hold up. Aren't you supposed to be at emergency basketball practice?" Santana asked.
"What are you talkking about? Basketball ended in..." Alicia trailed off, seeing her parents' expressions. "Right. Emergency basketball practice. It ended early." Alicia attempted to cover.
"We'll talk about this at home. Be home by eight to avoid furth punishment." Ricky said. Alicia nodded and left the restaraunt.
"I want to talk to her before you guys do. I have a few things to say to my darling sister." Santana said. Ricky raised an eyebrow. "Papi, trust me. You're gonna wanna stay out of this one. Imma be going all Lima Heights on her." Santana said. Nina laughed.
"Sweetie, we don't live in Lima Heights. Your aunt, uncle, and cousins do. And we barely let you go to their house." Nina said. Santana's eyes widened.
"Mami! Don't say that out loud! That's my fear tactic!" Santana whispered. Rachel convered her mouth to hide her laughter.
"Wait... you aren't actually from Lima Heights?" Rachel managed to get out between laughs. Nina shook her head.
"We live next door to the Fabrays, in one of the nicest neighborhoods in Lima. Santana likes to tell people she's from Lima Heights so she can maintain her tough girl persona and not let people know she's a rich, spoiled daddy's little girl." Nina said.
"Whatever. Carlos and Tito taught me enough to be able to go Lima Heights on somebody. And that includes Alicia." Santana said. Her mother narrowed her eyes. "but when I say I'm gonna go Lima Heights on Alicia, what I really meant was I'm going to give her stern talking to like any good big sister." Santana said. Her mother rolled her eyes. Santana finished her meal in silence. As the two families went out to their cars, Santana pulled Rachel aside.
"I'm sorry dinner was kind of a fail, pretty girl." Santana said. Rachel smiled.
"Don't worry about it rich girl." Rachel replied. Santana looked away, blushing. Rachel gently pulled her face back toward hers. "It's fine. Go home and talk to your sister. Text me and let me know how it goes." Rachel said. Santana's brow furrowed.
"You don't want me to call you?" Santana asked.
"After what you told me, you might be better of texting me." Rachel said. Santana smiled.
"I'll call you." Santana promised. Rachel smiled. "Okay?" Santana asked.
"Okay." Rachel whispered. Santana nodded and kissed Rachel. "I'll see you tomorrow at work?" Rachel asked.
"At the crack of noon." Santana said, smiling. Rachel returned the smile and nodded. She leaned up and kissed Santana again. "Goodbye baby. Call you later." Santana said. Rachel nodded and went to her family's car. Santana smiled and went to her family's car. As she reached her house, anger returned to her body. The moment the car was parked in the driveway, Santana was out of the car and up the driveway "Alicia!" she yelled the moment the door was open. She stormed up the stairs and into her sister's bedroom.
"What do you want?" Alicia said.
"I want to know what the hell is going on with you." Santana said. Alicia was silent. "What the hell is your problem?" Santana yelled.
"My problem? My problem is you, Santana!" Alicia yelled.
"Why? Because I'm gay?" Santana asked. Alicia nodded her head. "Unbelievable. You are such a bitch sometimes. But worse? Right now you're being a homophobic bitch. I'm happy, Ali. Ans it really sucks that you can't accept that." Santana said. She stormed out of the room and down the stairs. "She's all yours." she said to her parents as she passed through the lving room. She went out to her garage apartment bedroom that her parents had given her when she turned seventeen. She sighed in frustration and pulled out her cell.
Rachel sat in her bedroom, looking at pictures she and Santana had taken in New York. Mr. Schue had required them to go on bonding sight seeing trips with their roommates. She smiled at the pictures. Suddenly her phone rang.
Incoming Call
San
"Hey! How'd it go?" Rachel answered.
"Awful. I told you its because I'm gay." Santana said.
"Oh San, I'm so sorry. Are you okay?" Rachel asked.
"Am I okay? Hell no, I'm not okay. My sister is a homophobe. The person I have spent my entire life loving and protecting hates me because I'm finally being honest about who I am. I'm far from okay." Santana said.
Alicia climbed up the stairs to her sister's garage apartment. She overheard the last part of Santana's conversation with Rachel. She heard Santana crying and immediately felt terrible.
"Bye, Rae." she heard Santana say. Alicia took a deep breath and entered the apartment. It was now or never.