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Dear Journal,
My Mom is a cunt. I waited so long to scream at her. She's still in the hospital. I should have killed her. But in the end she's a cunt and this is how I feel:
Leave if you must
But ill still be here
Picking up the pieces
Go ahead and leave just
Let me take care of the rubble
Of the house you single handedly
Tore down
Leave so the only memory I have of you
Is that of your back getting smaller
As you get further away
Ill be bleeding from picking up glass
As u walk away with that fuckin smirk
Leave me alone with the thoughts and the hurt
The tears and the trembling
Leave me here to rot
Well id be doing that with company if u were here
But as I rot alone I will think of you
And as I try to pick up the pieces I will cry for you
I will cry for the memory of your back diminishing
The memory of my wrists bleeding from cleaning it all up
The memory of a house that stood tall
And that is now in pieces
Shattered memories and painful remedies
8 months left / Before house robbery
Hey Sweets,
I get out of here in 8 months. Then I can hold you and be surrounded in your scent. Be ready baby cause I'm gonna fuck you like never before. I can't wait to see the way your eyes twinkle like the ocean by moonlight. I never thought I could care for someone so much. You will live on in my heart no matter where I am. My pen's running out of ink so I have to say bye. I love you baby. So much.
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Present time Santana's POV
"Lopez visitor!"
Santana shuffles fast. She sees Brittany every two weeks. And it's been far too long. The door opens and she sees her love. Warmth spreads across her skin.
She gets cuffed to the table and they both just stare at each other for a while. Smiling from ear to ear, bringing sunlight to the jail.
Brittany moves to hold San's hand but remembers the no touching rule. She's just gonna come right out with it.
"San, the house was robbed."
Santana waves it off like it's nothing
"It's ok I have a stash of money in the green room."
Brittany puts her head down. She can't cry. She won't cry.
"Quinn checked. They took all that too. We have nothing. And we can't afford the utilities on your house."
San thinks for a moment. No way in hell will the people she love be thrown out onto the streets. This also means she won't have money for dope on the inside.
"Sell my car. S-sell my car."
Brittany doesn't want to do this but she has to for Santi to survive.
"Ok baby."
"Does this mean my dope supply is no more and you'll have to buy that Benzo shit?"
"Yea but I just want to make sure Santi is ok."
Santana smiles for the first time in a while. Brittany cares for her brother.
"I'm so in love with you. You have no idea. And kiss my sweet Camaro for me I'll miss her."
"let's play 21 questions." Brittany hope up and down excited.
Santana smiles at her charm and it makes her miss home even more.
"Ok Tana. Favorite toothpaste?"
"Crest. Sneakers, heels, or flip flops?"
Brittany ponders this for a second.
"Sneakers cuz you can hide shit in them."
They continue to play until it's time for Brittany to leave and the last memory Santana will have of her until they meet again is the sight of her back diminishing as she gets further away.
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Brittany POV
38,000 dollars for a 1969 Camaro SS. San called her Candy. I showed off my assets and got the guy to buy it for more than it's worth. Split amongst all seven of us we get 5500 a piece. San said she only needed 2 thousand and to split the rest between me and Santi.
That girl could be in the pits of hell and still send up something that would make my day just that much easier.
We have to live off 700 a month and the utilities and mortgage for this place far surpass that. What are we gonna do?
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Quinn's POV
Tana,
I don't know how you do it. Everything is falling apart. We're losing the house. Benzo's shit is too expensive. I never truly felt like a junkie before now. I scour the ground for cig butts that are long enough to smoke. Hell I hang on the corner with Rachel and I even sang with her once.
Am I losing it Tana. You're my sister. You would tell me right? Puck's closing off and he keeps disappearing in the middle of the night. Santi is good for now. He's strong and he can go to school anywhere with his baseball scholarship. He's just waiting for you. He wants to go to Cali and still believes in our dream.
Sweet, sweet Brittany. It seems like she lost her favorite toy. Looking through all the crevices only to never find it. She misses you so much. If true love never existed before than you two have invented it.
I keep her company at night when she's done her extra long shifts. She's getting rail thin though, and she doesn't dance anymore.
I miss you so much S. I feel like the same blood runs through us. I'm trying my best to hold it all together but I'm failing. How did you do it Tana? Tell me your secret.
Your sister,
Q
I did the ultimate no, no. I started tricking for Artie. How did it come to this? We're selling the house tomorrow
8 year old Quinn.
Quinn and her mother walk through the park. They have to deliver drugs to a Hell's Angel. Quinna carries the Cocaine.
"Hey Fabray got the goods?"
All of a sudden he pulls out a gun and points it at Quinn's mother. The older blonde throws her handgun to her eat year old and she points it at the man.
"You're a Fabray. Kill him!"
Quinn sees the soul release from his eyes as she pollutes the airwaves with a sickening bang. Blood now staining the grass. Blood of an old man.
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Puck's POV
Lesbro,
I never thought I would miss your bitchiness and getting smacked in the head but I do. I need you San and I don't know what to do. I'm doing everything wrong and I don't know another way. Come back, please?
Puck
Puck sits on his bed crying as they prepare to move all of their things to the house in Kenso. He feels like he failed. Maybe his parents were right he's a piece of shit. The man get's up to go his nightly shift. He never thought he would be gay for pay
5 year old Puck.
He stands on a stool doing the dishes because he's much too short. His parents are at the table eating and whatever is leftover goes to him. They rarely have leftovers. Suddenly he slips from the stool and crashes to the ground, breaking that plate in his hand in the process.
His Dad, Steve, comes pounding into the kitchen.
"What did you fuck up again boy." He raises his fist. "Don't make me knock your teeth down your throat.
If he was a celebrity that would be Steve's catchphrase.
"I'm sorry. I-I s-slipped."
Steve chuckles rudely. "You stuttering stupid boy. You should have been a drip on your mother's thigh!"
Steve proceeds to take plate after plate and smash it on Puck until the child passes out. When he wakes up he's whipped while he cleans up the broken dishes.
How did it come to this? I guess flowers that's rise from mud never truly get cleansed.
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Brittany's POV
Baby,
I did something really stupid and I know you don't like it when I call myself that but this action qualifies as horrifically stupid. I wanna tell you in person. We're all crumbling. We sold the house and there's still three months left in your sentence. We're all broke. I love you San and I'm sorry I let it all fall to pieces.
But baby please hold me tight when you see me. Please never let go. I love you infinity.
Sweets
I shot up. I really fucked up and I shot up and I cant stop doing it. I was all pissed about the house and mike was there shooting and he asked me if I wanted some. It was a rush. It was the drug equivalent of an orgasm. San's gonna be so mad at me. I'm so mad at me. Oh shit she's gonna kick mike's ass.
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Fuck you Mom,
I'm not going to send this because you're not even worth the paper it's written on. Did you know what you did to me? I'm cold on the inside. I have the blood of 6 people on my hands. All from protecting those I loved. Mom you didn't hear me scream when he was raping me. There's scars on my back from being whipped. I still see him everyday lingering on my own body. I smell him when I wake up. Now my house is gone along with my car. I sold those for my family too.
I'm doing a lot of tattooing in here. Rosa helped me make the gun. I inked myself a bit too. A huge Phoenix is on my back because I will rise from the ashes. I have Santi's initials on my ankle. My forearm is the philly skyline. But most importantly in tiny script on my neck it says Familia. That is who I live for and breathe for. Was it too much for you to do that same.?
I can't get money so doing tats is helping me with my need for drugs. Sometimes they trade money and other times they trade the drugs. I've been doing meth, crack, dope, you name it. I need to be numb in here. This husky skinhead bitch keeps looking at me. If she wants to fight I'll give her a fight.
"Hey chica, you doing ok?" Rosa plops onto my bunk.
"Yea just really worried about everyone on the outside. I have no car and no house to go back to. I don't know what I'm going to do Ro Ro."
"Let the Latin Kings take care of you. I'm a queen. They listen to me. I'll have them set you up with money when you get out."
"Ro I don't want to owe anyone nothing."
"You've paid me with your friendship. I feel like I have a sister in you." She whispers in her thick accent.
A guard bangs his billy club against the bars.
"Hey Spics! Lopez you got a visitor."
"Fuckin ass hole" We mutter at the same time.
I walk to the visitors room thinking of Brittany's letter. I hope whatever she did isn't that bad. I walk in and the person I see before me is not Brittany.
She's frail and her eyes are dull. Her pale skin is sunken in and she looks like death paid her a visit.
I sit down and get chained to the table as usual. She doesn't look at me. She's ashamed of herself.
"San I-"
"No Britt. Just spit it out. What did you do?"
She slowly pulls her sleeves up and her arm looks like a mine field. Track marks litter her beautiful porcelain skin. I'm raging. Who the fuck gave her the needle?
"W-who gave it to you B?" I grip the table. "I know the first time you did it you didn't plan on it so who gave you the fucking needle!"
Brittany is shaking and crying. I'm so fuckin mad at her.
"I-I was really upset. And Mike saw me staring at it and he offered and, and oh god I'm so s-sorry T-tana." She's shaking, there's more. "I was upset cuz me and Q started trickin' for Artie."
If I didn't love her so much I would strangle her. The two things I told her never to do and she does it. I also want to hug her. She had to have been going through a major dilemma to have to resort to that.
"Santi was robbing stores, Puck's fuckin men, I just wanted to help and it all got to me and now I'm a shooter. San please don't hate me!"
I put my hand up as far as it can go seeing as it's chained to a table.
"I could never, EVER, hate you Brittany I want you to understand that. You run through my veins! But I am so scared for you baby. I've gone and fucked up and now everything has gone to shit."
"Baby Artie owns you and Quinn now. It's going to take getting far away to get out of that. Please be safe. It hurts to know those men are touching you and I can't even hold your hand."
"I love you San. Your new tats are hot."
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The yard. Everything is surrounded by a big dusty track. There's a basketball court in the middle and a workout area. Santana stands at the workout post while Rose lay on the bench press. There's a husky skinhead chick with choppy blonde hair staring over them.
It's a hot day. Santana unzips her jumpsuit and rolls it down to her hips. She knots the sleeves to keep it secure. The Latina hops on the pull up bar and her sports bra rides up a bit revealing the underside of her breasts. Since coming to jail she's gotten incredibly ripped. Sweat glistens all over her body and she wishes Brittany was there to take her all hot and sweaty.
She hangs on the bar upside down now and performs upside down crunches. From the corner of her eye she sees the blonde bitch confront Rose and the weight falls on her chest.
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Brittany just got done at headliner's she's tired and she just shot up. She misses San like a flower misses the sun in the winter. She gets off the bus and starts the 5 block hike to 4th and Indiana.
All of a sudden a crusty black Cadillac pulls onto the sidewalk and cuts her off, leaving her trapped.
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San drops down off of the pull up bar and charges the girl and pulling her off of Rosa. She has a shank. She stabbed Rosa in the leg. Santana is struggling with the large woman going hit for hit and trying to avoid the blade.
Santana slips and a sharp pain attacks her face.
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Two bodies jump out of the car. Brittany tries to run but they grab her and shove her in the backseat of the car. She fights some more as the car pulls away she can't see the figure in the backseat but something about this feels oddly familiar.
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Santana finds a rock and slams it into the larger woman's face. Now she has it out for the smaller girl. Rosa has now gotten up and jumps on the skinhead. Her friends take this as their signal to jump in. The white supremacists detain Rosa and kick her around.
The brooding woman pulls out a toothbrush with a razor blade attached to the tip. She lunges and slices Santana's neck deep. But the Latina will not give up.
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The car pulls into an alley way. The lights from the windows illuminate the mysterious figures face. Green eyes, dark skin. And that smell. Brittany knows that smell it has haunted her for years. Jermaine. Jermaine is in the fucking car.
"Leave me the fuck alone!" Brittany pulls at the door handle but it won't budge.
The black man chuckles. "Child locks. Pretty neat huh?"
"P-please don't hurt me! Please not again!" She's crying and shaking. That's when she sees it. That sick fucking smirk.
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San's getting hit after hit in on the woman's face. Her bare stomach is covered in blood and it pools at her wait where the rolled up jumpsuit lay. Everything is going fine until one of the other girls trips her and she tumbles to the ground smacking her head on the hard packed dirt.
The husky blonde jumps on top of her and punches her in the face causing one of the Latina's back molars to crack. In one swift movement the skinhead brings out the shank and stabs San straight in the gut.
"Fuckkkkk!" She yells in agony
"Die you fuckin Spic bitch!" she stabs over and over crimson is now the color of the ground.
She wants Britt. She needs her to help.
Rosa's off to the side trying to get out of the posse's hold.
"Nooo! Get off of her!"
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"I knew I'd find you Britty." He advances slowly as the girl tries to shrink into the corner of the car.
He suddenly gets violent and punches her in the face. He flips her over and rips her panties off from under her skirt.
"No! Somebody help!"
"I'm the Kensington Rapist Britt. No one saved them and no one's gonna save you especially. We have history don't we gorgeous." He bangs her head on the car door.
She wants San she needs her to help.
He pries her legs open with crazy strength and starts to caress her inner thighs.
"I know you like getting fucked in the ass so I'm gonna be nice and let you enjoy this."
He rubs his dick to get hard and thrusts into her ass with a dry dick. Pain shoots through Brittany's body and she cries and shakes.
"Stop! Stop! It hurts! Please!"
"I want it to hurt bitch!"
He continues to sodomize her and beat her until there is blood all over the place. The red trickles down her thighs. Jermaine snaps his fingers and the back door pops open. He throws a semi conscious Brittany on the ground. He then stuffs her panties in her mouth and shoots her.
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"Guards! Please help!" Rosa is punching people left and right to get to her friend.
The guards eventually pull the blonde bitch off of Santana and she lay lifeless in a pool of blood. It's the oddest thing she's feeling. Her whole life she has been in some sort of pain be it physical or mental. But as everything's slowly slipping away she feels nothing. Light as a feather she goes into the unknown.
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THE END just kidding lol. Far from it. Wasn't that crazy? Let me know how you felt about the scene splitting with britt and san. And let me know what you like and give me some ideas I might be running low on those. Thanks guys!