Chapter 7
Santana's POV
Quinn and I dropped the kids off at school and then she took me to my doctor's appointment.
"Thanks for the ride."
"No problem San. Anytime." Quinn tells me.
"I'll see you tonight then." I reply. Quinn invited the twins and I to Beth's birthday dinner before her party tomorrow. Noah and Brittany will be there as well so they'll be giving us a ride there.
"Yep. 7:30."
"Bye Quinn." She waves and drives off.
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"So Mrs. Cruz, everything with the baby looks good. I should remind you to avoid stressful situations. Don't want you to have another anxiety attack." Dr. Fabray says. Apparently since this town is so small she's the only doctor here.
"Just Santana is fine and thank you. Um, when will I be able to get the cast off?"
"Well why don't we check. You had it for about a month right?"
"Yes. A month and a half almost."
I got an x-ray and she said I should wear a soft cast for one more week and then we can take it off.
"Do you have any other questions or concerns?"
"No that was the only one. So I'll see you next week. Thank you."
"I'll see you tonight actually." My eyebrows furrow in confusion. "Dinner at Quinn's and then Beth's birthday tomorrow. You didn't think I'd miss my favorite niece's birthday did you?" She laughs.
"Sorry I forgot you're Quinn's sister."
"It's okay. I'll see you later."
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I walked back home from the doctor. I stopped at the store to pick up a few things I needed for the house. I took a nap. By the time I woke up, it was around 1:30 which meant that it was almost time for work. Quinn picks me up and we get the kids and drive down to the community center. Quinn teaches a photography class there and she assured me that giving us rides all the time isn't an inconvenience to her in anyway. She tries to refuse my gas money but I insist she take it and eventually she does.
I've been working at the community center for a week now and I love it. And so do the twins. Costa asked to be signed up for the taekwondo class and the music class. Noah got him interested in playing guitar so he wants to learn to play that and the piano. Callie signed up for the art and Brittany's dance classes with Beth.
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"Mami I drawed a pretty picture for you in art today!" Callie tells me once we get home.
"It's 'drew' mija, you drew a pretty picture for me. And I can't wait to see it but first let's get your homework done okay? You too Costa, get your homework folder out."
I notice Costa hesitate before he takes the folder out of his backpack.
"What's wrong baby?" He mutters a quiet reply with his head lowered making his curly hair fall over his eyes. "What was that? I couldn't hear you."
"I got a color change today." He looks up at me through his hair, I think it's time for a haircut.
"What happened?" I ask with a sigh.
"Steven was being mean to Beth and I told him to stop and then he called me a stupid crybaby cause I cried when you left on the first day and then he laughed and I got mad so I broked his pencil and pushed and he told Ms. Holliday and she put me in time out and changed my color to red!" He let it out in one breath and then burst into tears. I hug him to me.
"Shh it's okay mijo. Don't cry." Once he calms down a bit I pull back a little and look into his eyes. "Mijo just because someone upsets you doesn't mean you can put your hands on them or break their things alright? If he does something like that again tell Ms. Holliday and I'll talk to her about this on Monday okay?" I'm surprised she didn't call me and tell me about the incident. He sniffles and nods. "Okay now go do your homework. If you need help ask me."
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After their homework was done, I bathed them and we just watched TV. At around 7:10 I knocked on Noah's door.
"Hey are you guys ready?" I asked. "I don't want to be late."
"Hey we'll be ready in a bit. Just have to wait for Brittany to finish getting dressed." He answers with a smile. "You look great by the way."
Oh no, we're going to be late. That's all I heard.
"Thanks." I blush slightly. "H-how long do you think she's going to be? We really can't be late." I state nervously.
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Flashback
"I-I took too long in the shower." I lie while staring at the ground. I couldn't tell him I was thinking about how I was going to get me and the kids out of here for obvious reasons. "But your parents didn't mind that we were a little late."
I regretted my words as soon as they came out of my mouth. His nostrils flared and his eyes bulged as he walked towards me. He backhanded me. I fell to the ground clutching my face.
"You stupid bitch! My parents didn't mind?! It isn't about them minding! It's about being punctual and fucking polite!"
He pulled me up by my hair and threw me against the wall. I laid there and he walked over and kicked me. Then he grabbed me and punched me in the stomach.
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"Don't worry about it babe, Quinn doesn't live too far. Besides, she won't mind if we're a little late." Noah assures me, putting a hand on my shoulder. I flinched and he immediately removed his hand.
"It's not about her minding. It's rude, we have to be punctual." I recite like it's a quote from the bible.
"Are you okay Santana?" He asks bringing me back to the present.
"Y-yes. Sorry." I say with a nod. He looks at me skeptically.
"I'm going to check on Brittany, she's probably done by now."
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"See I told you we'd make it on time." Noah says with a smile.
"I'm sorry."
"No need to apologize babe." He winks. I give a small smile in response. "Alright kiddos lets go give Beth the best birthday hug ever!" He unbuckles them both from their car seats and then carries them through the front door under each arm. Brittany right behind him.
"Daddy!" Beth exclaims.
"Hey there little one." Noah says as he puts the twins down and picks up his daughter. He's placing kisses all over her face as she giggles.
"I'm not little anymore daddy! It's my birthday!"
"Oh that's right, my little angel is all grown up now." He replies.
"Hi Callie and Costa." Beth greets them. "Down daddy!"
"Beth ask nicely." Quinn says coming out of the kitchen.
"Sorry. Down please daddy." He puts her down and she drags Callie away with her. Costa stays next to Noah.
"Mijo, go play with the girls." I tell him. He sighs and walks away.
"Is the world ending? I can't believe Puck and Brittany are on time for something. And early at that." Quinn chuckles.
Noah puts his arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer to him. I tense up but immediately relax so he hopefully didn't notice. "Well it's all thanks to this one. She does not like to be late."
"I figured it was her doing and not yours." Quinn says and then turns to hug me. "Hey San."
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Quinn's POV
I noticed Santana tense up as Puck grabbed her, so I pulled her into a hug so she could get out of his hold without anyone thinking anything of her reaction if they noticed.
"Hi." She replies softly. A timer goes off in the kitchen.
"Well come in, make yourself comfortable. Everyone is in the living room right now. That's probably where Britt disappeared to." I tell them both as I head into the kitchen to check on dinner.
"Everyone?" Santana asks with a raised eyebrow.
"Oh just a few more of my friends that I've known forever and my sister. They're great you'll love them."
I take the food out of the over to cool and then set the table. Once that's done I make my way to the living room.
"Baby mama where's my Jewish princess?" Puck asks. I roll my eyes at him.
"I've told you not to call me that Puck. And she's not yours." I say. "She's probably in the bedroom or bathroom freshening up. You know how she gets with guests. I'll go check on her."
"You love it though." He says as I walk away. I politely flip him the bird and hear him laugh.
I walk upstairs and check the bathroom. No Rachel, so she must be in our bedroom. I hear her talking and laughing so I go in.
"I have to go." She says quickly to whoever was on the phone and then hangs up. "Hey baby."
"Hey. Who was that?" I ask.
"No one. Just work stuff. I had to make sure my understudy is doing what she's supposed to do."
"Oh. It just sounded really friendly." I respond.
"Well Quinn I'm allowed to have friends." She says curtly.
"Okay. Sorry. Forget I said anything. Let's just go downstairs everyone is here and the food is ready."
"Wait Puck and Brittany are here on time for once?" She asks with wide eyes.
"Yep. It seems San is a good influence on them. Speaking of, it's time for you to officially meet."
"Yeah it feels like you've been hiding her from me."
"Don't be ridiculous Rach." I say and grab her hand, moving towards the door. "Just come on."
"Wait."
"What is-" I start to ask but before I can finish she turns me around and kisses me.
"That." She says wiping her lipstick off my bottom lip and then walking downstairs.
"Oh." I reply breathlessly.
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I round up the kids and set them up at the table once I get downstairs.
"Time to eat guys." I call out to everyone else.
Brittany comes bouncing in with Mike right behind her. Kurt, Blaine, and the rest trickle in slowly. Puck comes in last behind Santana and pulls out the chair next to Costa so she can sit.
"Thank you." She says quietly with a smile. He just smiles in response then leans over and says something in her ear that makes her blush and look away.
"Quinn?" Rachel's voice pulls my attention away from them.
"Huh?"
"You going to introduce me to your new friend?"
"Oh sorry I figured you all introduced yourselves in the living room."
"Nope. Puck has been hogging her. We couldn't get a word in edgewise" Kurt says with a smirk causing Puck to actually blush. He has the sheepish smile and everything.
"Oh well Santana, the drama queen is Kurt." He sticks his tongue out at me. "And next to him is his husband Blaine. You know Frannie. That's Mike next to Britt, you've probably seen him around the community center. He sometimes helps Brittany out with her classes. And this is Rach-"
"Her girlfriend, Rachel Berry. Maybe you've heard of me." Rachel interrupts. "I'm on Broadway."
"Oh I've never really been anywhere outside of Mi-" Santana freezes mid-sentence with wide eyes.
"Outside of your what?" Rachel asks.
"Massachusetts!" She blurts out. "M-my home in Massachusetts."
"Mommy can we eat now?" Beth whines.
"Yeah can we eat? I'm starving." Puck adds in.
"Go ahead sweetie." I tell her. "When aren't you hungry Puckerman?"
Everyone begins to eat and talk amongst themselves. Suddenly I hear a chair scraping against the floor loudly and look up to see Santana rushing out the room. I get up to go check on her.
"Is my cooking the bad?" I ask jokingly when I find her with her head in the toilet. She responds with more vomit.
I grab a washcloth and wet it and place it on her forehead. She dry heaves for a few more minutes.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm so sorry. It wasn't your cooking, I-I've just been feeling nauseous all day." She says, tears forming in her eyes.
"Shhh hey, hey don't cry. Let's get you cleaned up."
"I've ruined Beth's dinner. I'm sorry." She's full on sobbing now.
"Santana I promise everything is fine. You didn't ruin anything. Come on, I'm going to let you lay down in my bed. I'll bring some crackers and maybe a sprite or something. Just relax, I'll be right back."
I go back into the dining room and motion for Frannie to follow me into the kitchen.
"What's wrong?" she asks once we're alone.
"I have no idea. She was just puking her guts out and then apologizing and sobbing. Literally sobbing Frannie." I tell her. She just laughs.
"It's just the pregnancy. She'll be fine. The puking is most likely morning sickness and her hormones are going haywire so her emotions are probably all over the place."
"Pregnancy?" I question. "She's pregnant?"
"You didn't know? Shit Quinn, I figured you did. Don't tell her I told you. I thought you knew." She tells me and quickly leaves the room.
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Probably sucks. I've been stuck on this shitty chapter forever. Sorry I took so long. Really sorry about the ending. I had to end it somewhere and I figured that point would have to do. I'll try to update the next chapter faster. Thanks for your continued support and reviews. -ToM