Warning : chapter contains thoughts of Suicide
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Santana's POV.
Dodging puck all day at school was easier than I thought it would be. I woke up this morning determined to avoid him today, so before I stepped into any hallway I would look both ways and make a run for my next class. When lunch time came around I hid in the janitors closet and ate the lunch I had packed in my book bag. I had it all planned out.. Well for that day anyway I didn't know how I was going to survive the rest of the year without getting caught by puck. I was also trying to dodge bully's and any Cheerios. I guess I was trying dodge the whole school because I didn't want to draw attention to myself and then have puck appear out of nowhere.
It was the end of the day now and I was in my last class. I had all my stuff packed because class was about to be over any minute now. Chewing on my nails nervously I would look up at the clock in front of the class every second I needed to get out of here fast I just wanted to go home. When the bell went off I jumped out of my seat and ran for the door I'm pretty sure everyone was looking at me like I was insane but I didn't care I needed to get of here.
When I was done getting everything from my locker I ran for the school doors expecting my driver to be outside but when I got outside there was no sign of him. Holding on to my book bag I made my way down the side walk to see if he had parked somewhere else but there was no sign of him so I made my way back over to the front of the school.
Where the hell is my driver I thought to myself as I pulled out my cell phone and dialed his number. I didn't even get to hear the dial tone because all of a sudden my phone was being ripped out of my hand I was about to turn around and protest when I felt the wind being kicked out of me at the moment I didn't know what or who had hit me but I couldn't breath as I fell to the floor I heard someone speak.
"I took care of your driver" puck said as he picked me up from the ground. I was still light headed from the blow to my head that I had no idea where he was taking me. I heard a car door open and went into panic mode,where the hell was he taking me I thought as he buckled my seat belt. I tried to fight him but my head hurt so damn much.
"Stop trying to fight me or I will hurt you again" he grumbled as he closed the passenger door and made his way over to the driver side of the car. When he got in the car he smirked at me and laughed as he spoke " you thought you could avoid me the whole day?" He asked as he started his car " I saw you making a run for each of your classes, stupid move santana what you did just pissed me off more. Why can't you be a good girl and just fuck me? now we have to do this my way and now it's going to suck for you" he warned as he drove down an unfamiliar lane the houses were run down, there were some people outside their houses,that didn't look very clean. They had raggedy clothing some had no teeth others had no shoes on or coats on. To the side of the street their was a small alley, there were people huddled around a trash can fire with their hands over the heat trying to get warm.
Little by little I was starting to become more aware of what was going on. My breathing was heavy as the tears streamed down my face I needed to calm down because the last thing I wanted was to pass out and wake up tied up on pucks bed. Puck was tapping his fingers on the steering wheel as he sang to a song I didn't recognize. He seemed out of it and almost confident about getting me to wherever he was planning on taking me.
Was he going to rape me? I thought to myself as I looked around the car. I couldn't let this happen to me I was saving myself for someone special, someone I loved and cared about with all my heart. I was determined to get out while I could and that's when I saw that the doors were unlocked I didn't even think twice as I unbuckled my seat belt and opened the car door and threw myself out of the car. As I tumbled out the car I could hear puck screaming curse words. When I heard his car come to an abrupt stop I got up and ran as fast as I could. I didn't know where the heck I was going but I didn't care I just needed to get away from him.
"Stop her!" He yelled out as I rounded the corner. When I looked back I didn't see him anymore but that didn't stop me from running. I didn't know how long I had been running for but my lungs burned and my breathing was out of control I had ran into a small store that I didn't recognize but I didn't care I just needed to get cleaned.
I wasn't in that much pain but my arm hurt like hell and my legs felt like jelly.
"Hey can I help you with anything?" The young girl asked as she made her way towards me. "Are you ok?" She asked when she stopped in front of me "yes I'm f-fine m-may I use y-your bath r-room"
"Yea it's right down that hall to the left" she answered looking at me up and down " t-thanks" I said as I walked passed her. When I got to the bathroom I shut the door behind me and began to cry.
Had that really just happened to me? Had puck really kidnapped me and tried to rape me? All this was to much to handle and I could feel myself on the verge of passing out. I couldn't let that happen.
When I saw myself in the mirror I was horrified. My hair was a mess and I had blood leaking from my now swollen lip. There was also dried blood on the side of my head I didn't know if puck caused that or the jump I made from out of his car either way I was pretty banged up. My shirt was ripped on both sides and I had bruises forming on both my arms. My pants were ripped on one side along with my leather jacket. The lenses of my glasses had been cracked and I was surprised that they were still in one piece. When I finished getting cleaned up I left the store without saying a word stepping outside and looking for an address to the store so I could call for a cab.
When the cab pulled up to my drive way I could tell no one was home. I stepped into my house thankful that no one was home I didn't want to explain what had happened to me at all. I was in no mood to talk either. As soon as I stepped into my room I locked my door and stripped my clothing off so I could exam my cuts and forming bruises in front of the long mirror inside my bathroom.
The first thing I noticed was the big purple bruise on the side of my rib which would explain why every time I leaned over I felt a shooting pain go through my body. The next thing I noticed were the cuts on the side of both my legs and arms. I would have to wear long sleeves and pants for the rest of the month which of course was not a problem because it was winter.
I wondered how I was going to make it through this. I was in so much pain, my arm and my ribs were killing me. When I turned around to examine my back I gasped because there was scratches all over my back, angry red marks that didn't cut to deep in my skin but they were deep enough to make me cringe in pain. When I was done examining my body I stepped into my shower and let the water sooth my skin but the water wasn't as soothing as I thought it would be because as soon as I stepped in I yelped in pain because the water was hurting my scratches.
When I got used to the water burning my bruises and scratches I washed my body gently and thought about what I was going to do. I knew that I couldn't tell my parents because I was if no one believed me? Then what? No one at school saw anything so I guess I was screwed. Maybe a teacher? No that would never work teachers at my school never helped I know that from experience and I hate it. I wish someone would help me. What about Brittany? Sweet gentle Britt Britt. Brittany has to believe me I thought to myself as I stepped out the shower and dried myself off.
My body was killing me. So I slipped into my onesie and laid in bed thinking about what I was going to do about this situation.
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A week Later Brittany's house.
"Brittany Susan pierce" Susan yelled up the stairs. She was standing on the first landing of the staircase that lead up to Brittany's room. She was really mad. "Get your ass down here now!"
"I'm coming mom!" Brittany yelled as she made her way down the stairs slowly. When she reached the first landing she saw that her mother was seated on the couch next to her dad, who didn't look to pleased. Oh shit I'm in so much trouble she thought to herself as she made her way into the living room area.
"Sit down now!" Susan hissed as she pointed over to the couch. Brittany obeyed and made her way over to the couch she knew she was in for it.
"I just got back from a meeting at your school Brittany" the blonde women who looked identical to Brittany spoke lowly as she stared at a very stubborn Brittany.
"You are being kicked out of school. This is the third privet school you get kicked out of Brittany! Are you insane? You were doing so good! No fighting no talking back to your teachers! What happen!" She yelled with a bewildered look on her face. Brittany mom looked heart broken. She was red in the face with dried tear marks on her cheeks. She was now looking at Brittany waiting for an answer. "Well?" mr pierce spoke lowly waiting for answer as well.
"I'm sorry that I defend a student who didn't know how defend herself! That bitch had it coming!
"First all you do not yell when speaking to us Brittany nor do you use that language! Understood!?" The blonde women spoke with her finger pointed towards Brittany.
"Yes mother" the young blonde responded in a small voice.
"What are we going to do with you Brittany? No school privet school within an hour from here wants to take you in" Brittany's mom explained as her husband took hold of her hand and squeezed it tightly.
"I'm sorry ok? I just .. I lost control she was being a f-fudging bully! And she deserved it" the young blonde hissed as she remembered how the cheer leader Brenda tried to cut a freshman pointy tail just because she took her seat in English by mistake Brittany had enough of this shit.
" that doesn't justify what you did Brittany you broke her nose and punched her so many times the girl is in the hospital! Please stop this Brittany next time something like this happens just get a teacher please" her mom begged.
Brittany shock her head in disagreement "I will not! They don't do anything for us. Plus some one had to teach that slut a lesson! She goes around bullying everyone and no one stands up to her. So I stood up to her and I'm sorry your disappointed in me but I'm not sorry about beating her ass" Brittany hissed as she got up from the couch.
"Sit down now!" This time it was her father that spoke. When Brittany heard her fathers cold tone she knew she had to take a seat or else it would get ugly.
"Do you know much we spend on privet school Brittany?" Her father spoke in a deep tone as he looked straight into her eyes. Brittany shuddered at his tone and shook her head no. Because she had no idea how much they had spent on sending her to privet school,she's been going since she could remember so she never questioned there expenses.
"We spend 10,000 dollars every year maybe more" her father spoke in the same tone as before. "So" he continued "you will attend public school for the next year and if you get kicked out of this school Brittany" he addressed as he got up from his chair towering over Brittany. " I will send you to boot camp or somewhere far away do not test me. Me and you mother are tired of this behavior!" He hissed as he made his way up the stairs without another word.
By the time he had walked out of Brittany's eye sight she huffed and crossed her arms at her chest something she always did when she was frustrated.
"You brought this on yourself,Always fighting and talking back to teachers, sneaking out of the house all the time"
"W-what" Brittany stuttered out as her once crossed arms fell to her side.
"Please Brittany, I check on you every night to make sure your sound asleep. You started sneaking out sometime last year. Did you really think that I didn't know?" Brittany's mom eyebrow raised in question as she looked at her daughter enjoying the shocked look her daughters face.
"Why didn't you say anything?" The younger blonde responded. She had no idea her mother knew about her sneaking out at night.
Her mother simply shrugged her shoulders as she replied. "You will began at Mckinley high school on Monday" the older women confirmed as she walked out of the living room leaving Brittany in complete shock.
"Damn it!" She hissed when she reached her bedroom and slammed the door behind her.
Fuck it had been a fucking week since she last spoke to Santana. Brittany thought to herself as she sat on her computer chair staring at the screen with the web "2hot2match" opened in front of her waiting. No hoping that Santana would come on today she was so worried it wasn't like Santana to disappear like that, she would always get on at least once a day to talk. To say Brittany was going out of her mind was an understatement. She had cried every night since then thinking that maybe something had happened to her or worse santana didn't want to talk to her anymore.
The thought of Santana not wanting to talk to Brittany broke her heart and caused her to act out in school and yell at everyone who spoke to her. She didn't mean to but that's just how Brittany reacted when something was bothering her. She missed Santana dearly all she wanted was to hear her voice and talk to her on the phone like Santana had promised a week ago But that phone call never came Because Santana never came back online.
The thought of going to same school as her cousin Quinn made her scream out loud in frustration. She didn't hate Quinn but some times Quinn was a little bit to much for Brittany, making her want to smack the living shit out of her most of the time every time she made a snarky comment towards Brittany's sex life.
Brittany fell asleep crying that night.
Flash back- Santana in school last week a day after puck tried to kidnap her.
Santana was sitting in the school cafeteria eating her lunch deep in thought, she was so mad at herself for not getting online that night to talk to Brittany but the Latina had fallen asleep and didn't have time this morning to get online and send her a message. Not to mention her body was killing her it seemed to her like the damn pain medication she took was not helping at all. She had did her best to cover up the cuts and bruises on her face with make up. She wore her hair down trying to cover face as much as possible. Her parents a little sister had been gone by the time she was off to school which made her do a little victory dance as she went into the kitchen and found a note written by her mom.
Dear santana I let you sleep in a little bit more this morning you looked tired. Me and your dad are off at maddies school see you tonight.
Love mom. Ps: breakfast is in the covered plate on the stove.
Remembering her moms little note made the Latina smile to herself but not for long because Quinn fabgay as she liked to her strutted into the cafeteria shouting something she couldn't hear clearly. When Santana looked over at Quinn, quinn simply smiled and waved at Santana.
Santana dropped her fork and looked back down at her lunch. Did Quinn just smile and wave at her? Santana knew this couldn't be good. Her thoughts were interrupted by Quinn's nasal
Voice.
"Attention student!" Quinn said as she claimed on top of one of the school tables with the help of two other cheer leaders.
No one seemed shocked that she was standing on the school table because people were use to her acting like she owned the place.
"I have some news!" The short haired blonde conformed as she held a stack of white paper to her chest. Everyone around her was starring up at her waiting to hear the news she had. When I looked over to her side I noticed three other cheerleaders all brunette with long dark locks falling at there sides. They all had stacks of papers too and I wondered what they were for.
"Apparently the rumors are true! Santana Lopez is a dyke!" She cheered as she pointed towards me and continued her rant. " she's been spreading her lesbian ways to my cousin! And trying to get her to sleep with her because she is so pathetic she has to go online in search for love!" She rambled as she held up one of the piece of papers in her hand. Showing everyone that she had printed out a conversation between me and her cousin.
I was frozen in place. This was a set up? Was Brittany even real? Or was this just cruel joke that they had planned against me to humiliate me more than I had in the past years of my life. I was in shock I couldn't bring myself to move as she continued to yell.
"You see that girl over?" Quinn continued to pointed at me. Everyone was starring at me now. "She's been talking to my cousin for a little while now and she actually thinks my cousin has the hots for her!"
Everyone was laughing now as silent tears fell from my eyes making my vision blur. Now she was standing in front of me " it was all a set up Santana, my cousin hates your fucking guts! We laughed at you every time you guys would talk! You really think anyone wants you santana?" She questioned as her breath hit my face.
"No, no one does! Leave my cousin alone she wants nothing to do with you" when she was done screaming in my face she leaned towards my ear and whispered "stay the fuck away from puck or I will kill you" she said as she backed up away from. Quinn then shook her head in confirmation at the other girls. They started to hand out the papers including giving one to me. As my watery eyes scanned the sheet of paper I couldn't believe my eyes.
Lopez85: I want you to make me cum! Cause I love girls!
I didn't even get to read the next sentence because I was already on my feet running towards the school exist as I ran through the hall ways there was white papers with conversations between me and Brittany everywhere some tapped to lockers and class room door while some laid on the floor.
These conversations were not real. I would never say that to Brittany. I could feel my panic attack coming on as soon as the bright sun and bitter cold hit my body everything went black.
I woke up in the nurses office, I didn't know how long I had been there but she informed me that my driver was on his way to pick me up cause my parents couldn't make it. I just scoffed and laid there because I knew they wouldn't come. I would get up and run if I wasn't feeling so dizzy.
As I laid there I made a promise never to talk to Brittany ever again.
All I wanted to do was die. No one wanted me anyways, no cared so why should I live.
Present time. - Santana's room.
I had disconnected my computer and taken out of school for a week but tomorrow was Monday which meant I would have to go back. My parents were clueless as to what was going on my mom tried to talk to me but I brushed her off. I just wanted to be alone even though Brittany or whoever Quinn's cousin was set me up I still found myself missing this person. I just wanted to be loved I've been suffering for so long and even when I try to cry out for help.. No helps as I fell asleep that night I wondered if anyone would care if I just disappeared or worse killed myself.
They'd probably call me a freak and spit on my grave but I wouldn't care cause I would be dead with no feelings to feel. I would finally be free.
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