Hello readers! First off, I'm sorry I took so long to update. I just needed a break from writing for a little bit. But I'm back now. I've got a lot going on at work but I should get back on my normal writing schedule. So I hope you enjoy this update. Tell me how much you do :) lol
I must have fallen asleep at some point. I had the dream again. This time my body jerked itself awake when the impact happened. I looked around the room, sunlight poured in the windows. Puck was still gone. Still no change with Brittany. I stood up and stretched. Pacing the floor, I went over what I was going to say to Brittany's roommates. I stared out the window, lost in thought.
"How is she doing?" A nurse walked in, smiling.
"No change." I turned around, leaning against the window.
"You're Dr. Lopez's daughter, aren't you?"
"Yeah." I nodded, running a hand through my hair. I sent Puck a text, telling him to bring me a hair tie. I looked back up at the nurse who was staring at me. "What?"
"You're just really hot."
"What's your name?"
"Abby." She smiled.
"Well Nurse Abby, do you really think it's a good idea to hit on me when my girlfriend is lying right there?"
"It's not like she can hear anything. And I've heard about you."
"Get out." I growled.
"We can make it quick."
"Get the fuck out before I throw you out!" I screamed.
Nurse Abby put her hands up and backed out of the room. A doctor and another nurse came in.
"What's the problem here?" The doctor looked at me, accusingly.
"Get Dr. Lopez in here now, please."
"He's still in surgery."
"I'm not talking to anyone but him so I suggest you leave."
The doctor rolled his eyes and left with the nurse. I cursed under my breath, turning back to the window.
"Lopez, are you causing trouble?" Puck laughed, walking into the room.
"Stupid bitch was hitting on me." I shrugged.
"I got the stuff you wanted me to get." He handed me Brittany's phone. "I took her bag home. I got some stuff for you to change into. And I cleaned out your car."
"Thanks, Puck."
"No problem."
"How was my car?"
"It was totaled. No question. They had to rip the door off to get to Brittany."
"Damn." I shook my head. I turned Brittany's phone on, surprised it still worked. I scrolled through the contacts and settled on Amanda. I remembered her from our brief meeting. "I'll be right back. I'm gonna make this call."
"Ok." Puck nodded slightly.
I stepped into the hall and pressed the call button. I watched Brittany through the window as the phone rang.
"Brittany? Do you know what time it is?" Amanda grumbled through the phone.
"Amanda? This is Santana." I said softly, not trusting my voice. "We met a while back."
"Brittany's Santana, yeah. Umm, what's up?"
"Britt was in an accident after she left your house last night."
"Oh my god. Is she ok?"
"She has a broken leg and a broken arm. But she still hasn't woken up yet."
"Oh my god."
"She's at USC Medical Center if you guys want to come down here."
"Yeah of course. I'll wake the others up and we'll be down soon. What room is she in?"
"324."
"Ok. We'll be there as soon as we can."
"Amanda?"
"Yeah?"
"Should I call her parents? I don't know if I should. I don't know if they know about me."
"You should but wait until we get there."
"Ok."
"Be there soon."
I hung up the phone and walked back into the room. I sat next to Puck again, taking Brittany's hand in mine.
"Roommates coming?" He asked.
"Yeah." I nodded. "They'll be here soon."
"I hate hospitals."
"You're not the only one. Why hasn't she woken up yet, Puck?"
"I wish I knew, San."
"I need some coffee." I grumbled.
"Want me to get it?"
"No, I can go." I stood up, kissing Brittany's forehead. "You want anything?"
"I'll take a Dew."
I nodded and left the room. I lazily put my hair up as I walked the hall. I found a coffee machine and got myself two cups. After grabbing a Dew for Puck, I wandered back to Brittany's room as three girls were walking up.
"Santana?" The girl in the middle stopped me. "It's Amanda."
"Oh hey." I smiled softly. "She's right in here."
"What happened?"
"She was on her way back to my place and she got T-boned."
"Do the cops know who hit her? Are they going to jail?"
"I know who hit her. And if she doesn't get arrested, she will be in the hospital."
"Care to explain?"
"I have a crazy stalker. She's obsessed with me. Britt got in a fight with her the other night. She must have followed B last night. It never should have happened."
"Wow."
"Come on in. I can get a few more chairs when my dad comes back by." The girls followed my into the room, gasping when they saw Brittany. Puck offered his chair to the girls. "Oh. This is Puck. He's my brother."
"I'm Amanda. This is Stacy and Alice."
"Nice to meet you." Puck nodded.
"You too." Amanda smiled softly at Puck before looking back to me. "I don't think you met Alice, Santana."
"So you're Santana?" The girl looked me up and down. I nodded. "You look like hell."
"Thanks," I laughed, rolling my eyes. "I've just been in the hospital for 9 hours with my girlfriend."
"San, be nice," Puck nudged me.
I rolled my eyes and turned back to Brittany.
"Why do you have to be like that, Al?" Amanda asked her friend.
"It's her fault Brittany's here," Alice almost growled. "Since no one else is going to say anything, I will."
"I know it's my fault she's here," I turned, trying to keep my voice calm. "I know it and not a second has gone by that I don't wish it was my lying in that bed instead of her but blaming me is not going to wake her up anytime soon. So if you're just going to continue being a bitch, you can leave."
"San," Puck said, putting a hand on my shoulder.
"No," I shrugged it off. "I'm not putting up with it."
"I'm sorry," Alice said softly. "It's just, I've known Britt for a long time and seeing her like this is really hard."
There was a soft knock at the door. We all turned to see who it was. "Hey Santana."
"Hey, Uncle Carlos."
"Can I talk to you for a minute?" He asked, nodding toward the door.
"Sure." I stood up, giving Brittany's hand a light squeeze before following my uncle.
"Your dad called me. He said something about a stalker?"
"Yeah. There's a girl who has been following me for about a month. She showed up at a party I was having and took a shirt and picture of mine. She drugged me and last night she hit Brittany. It's getting out of control."
"We'll keep an eye out but there isn't much we can do right now."
"I figured as much." I nodded. My phone started vibrating in my pocket. I pulled it out and my eyebrows scrunched together. "Hold on a second. Hello?"
"Miss Lopez? We just received notification your alarm went off, is everything ok?"
"I'm not home right now so I'm assuming no."
"Ok we'll notify the police right away."
"Thank you." I hung up the phone and looked at my uncle. "Now you may have your proof. The alarm company just called. Someone is breaking into my house as we speak."
"I'll go check it out." He started to jog off. "Don't go home until I call you."
I nodded before walking back into the room. I massaged my temples as I sat back down.
"What's wrong?" Puck asked softly.
"The house got broken into." I took a big gulp of coffee.
"Damn it. I'm tired of this shit."
"She won't touch anything of yours, so you don't have to worry." I scooted closer to Brittany's bed. I took her hand in mine and rested my head on the bed. When I felt fingers move slightly in my hand, my head shot up. The hand squeezed mine and my eyes gathered tears. "Britt, baby?" Brittany's eyes slowly opened. She opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. I stood up and kissed her forehead, tears falling.
"I'll go get a doctor." Puck rushed off.
"Are you ok, babe?" I brushed the hair back from her face. She nodded slightly. I grabbed a cup of water with a straw and held it for her. She slowly took a drink.
"Thank you," Brittany said softly.
"You don't know how good it is to hear your voice."
