There's always someone who reviews and tells about how they were sexually assaulted when they were a child. I just want you guys to know you're very brave. It takes a lot of courage to tell a complete stranger something like that.

I've been okay since my ex passed away it just hurts when I think about her because she played a huge roll in my growing up but, she's at peace now. My wife is in Bolivia teaching still and she'll be back soon. Yay! I miss her so much.

I don't know how many more chapters this story will have because all my loyal readers know I'm terrible at ending stories. :( lol. So can you guys give me PMs of how you'd like the story to end.

Speacial S/O to Snowdrop1026 for all the love and sticking with me!

I hope you all enjoy...

Faded Faded

She's just staring at you, with her hand over her mouth and tears streaming down her face. You take her hand in yours and she kisses it.

"Why didn't you tell anyone, Santana?"

You give her a shrug. "I didn't think anybody would believe me." You tell her.

"Who wouldn't believe you?" She shoots back at you. "Your parents have been trying to figure out what's wrong with you for the longest time. I think you should tell someone so something can be done." She really doesn't understand.

"No, Brittany! ... No." You shoot back at her. "Brittany it's not that easy. What am I gonna say? Hey mom, dad, everyone; uncle Ray has been molesting me since I was five!" She holds up her hand so Brittany can see all five of her fingers.

Brittany just stares at you. "Well what do you want me to do?"

Santana wipes her eyes and grabs the blondes hand again. "I just need for you too keep loving me like you've been doing. Okay?"

Brittany nods her head. "Okay." She whispers. And Santana kisses her hand.

Sorry for this chapter being so short (does that make sense sounds incorrect...) I write all the chapters on my phone. I wrote this chapter when I was late for school. Lol.

So what do you guys think should happen now that Brittany knows, about everything that's going on?

I've learned that most children who are sexually abused don't tell because they feel like no one will believe them. It's really heart breaking. I wish they're was a safe place in the world for the kids of sexual abuse and or assault. A place where they didn't have to be afraid to be touched, held or even loved again.

Luv Neko