Hello my lovely, loyal readers! I'm finally back. I've missed writing so much but life has been in the way - so many things happen in so little time.

I just recently turned 19, two weeks ago. I just thought I'd share that with you all. Lol. I want you guys to have a better understanding what the Lopez household is like.

Well I hope you all enjoy :)

You can feel your mothers eyes beaming at you as you walk into the kitchen, she takes your plate out the microwave and sets it infront of you.

"Thanks, mom." You say

You can hear your father and uncle having their very own conversation just a few feet away from you but you stop listening once your brother whacks the back of your head.

"Sup, superstar? How's the shoulder?" He ask sitting down beside you.

You swallow hard and stare down at your plate before answering him "Its getting better, I'll be able to play in another week or so." You pick at your food some more "Can I be excused?" You ask your mother and she lets you be on your way.

You take your phone out of your bag and call your beautiful, blue-eyed, blonde girlfriend. She doesn't answer when you call, you frown. Carlos calls your name and you head down the hall to his room.

He shuts the door behind you and locks it, your eyebrows knit together in confusion. "So - you considering USC or Ohio State?" You catch the football he throws your way and you dive onto his bed. "So which school you choosing butt-nugget?" He jokes.

You wince at the tenderness in your shoulder because of the awkward landing. "Well me and mom haven't discussed anything yet but, I'm thinking about Northwestern because I wanna go to medical school." Not even Brittany knows you want to be a doctor.

Carlos gives you the craziest look ever. You applied to Northwestern they're not scouting you.

"You, Santana Lopez - a doctor?" He laughs "Does dad know?" You shake your head 'no' "Why he'd be proud. You're the favorite anyway." He sighs.

Carlos and your father had a huge falling-out when Carlos decided he wanted to be a teacher. He just couldn't understand why your brother wanted to be a "normal" person. Your mother was a lawyer and your dad was a surgeon, so now you had to become something superior to them so he wouldn't yell at you the way he did Carlos.

There was a bit of an awkward silence until someone knocked at the door.

You froze!

"Santana? Come downstairs your mother and I need to have a word with you." Your father says and you groan in annoyance.

You and your brother come down and see you mother, father and uncle sitting in the living room. You and Carlos have a silent conversation with your eyes and he heads to the kitchen.

You sit down next to your mother and your father begins to speak. "Santana, your mother and myself think it'd be a good idea if you stop spending so much time at Brittany's place-"

"WHAT!" You shout

"Listen to me, your at a critical point in your football career and girls are just going to hold you down. Now you've got a week before you can return, and USC and Ohio State waits for none. After you sign your letter of intent then you can focus on everything else. Right now school and football are important." He sips his drink and looks at your mother.

Tears fill your eyes as you look at your mother "Mom, why is he doing this? Mommy!" You whine.

Carlos just shakes his head as he watches his father play dictator as he sit on his thrown.

"Santana, that girl is just holding you back." Uncle Ray says. "You've been so distant lately. We use to be close now its like she's turned you against me."

Your body cringes at the sound of his voice and you want to be shot.

One Week Later

"Lopez! Can you thrown the ball into his hands, please? You're killing me." You slam your helmet into the ground and walk off.

Across the field

"Hey Britt, what's going on with San?" Quinn ask

You and Santana have been sneaking around for the last week or so. You understand that she's under a great amount of pressure.

"She's stressed." You tell her.

You jog towards the bench were she sitting and you bump her.

"Oh I'm sorry. I didn't see you sitting there." You giggle.

She smiles back at you "I'm in deep shit." You both frown at the cracked face mask on your helmet. The whistle sounds "Hey, do you want to get BreadStix after practice?" She ask you.

"Only if I'm going with you." You tell her.

When you get home its a little after 9 and you're home alone. You check the kitchen and your plate is covered in foil. Steak, potatoes and eggs, you do a little dance because your mom is awesome.

You turn on ESPN and there you are.

"The number 1 quarterback in the nation Santana Lopez out of the four A division makes her return to the game this coming Tuesday after a brutal attack. The seventeen year old has outstanding stats, a total of 12 touchdown passes, 212 rushing yards and 7 of her own touchdowns. USC and Ohio State are battling hard for her and with sighing day only a few weeks away-" you drown out the TV and start to thinking.

You snap into reality when you hear the front door shut.

"Santana?" He calls your name "San, this time I want to talk to you." He says.

Sorry this chapter wasn't very long I just wanted to write something because you guys have been waiting for a long time.

I'm not sure if I've ever shared this with you guys but two people very close to me were molested and as one of them told me their story I had a bit of a break down, it's really hard hearing those things but when it comes from someone you love it takes away a small part of you.

The next chapter is going to be pretty crazy so I'm just giving you all a heads up. So sorry that I didn't use the song Breaking Down by Florence + The Machine.

I hope you all enjoyed

Love Neko Happy Friday :)