A/N: Hey I just wanted to say thank you for reading and reviewing, my writing style, grammar and comprehensive stinks but I really appreciate it.
P.s: You been warned
"Hey, you're up." The blonde said softly as the brunette started to stirred.
Santana began to look around before sitting up against the headboard looking lost and confused. She couldn't remember anything what happened last night after she left Nicole at the restaurant and the same words keep replaying. "It was wrong for me to drugged you." But why me? Santana through to herself, Nicole knew she was happily married with kids already. And if that the case maybe she did slept with the younger blonde and it's been almost a year too, oh my god, oh my god!
Before Amber could ask what Santana was thinking, the Latina bolted and made her way to the blonde bathroom and began throw up. Amber ran behind and held her hair, she figured it was because of all of the alcohol she drunk. After five minutes or so the Latina flushed the toilet and wipe her mouth with her sleeve.
"I - I have a kid." She said above a whisper before throwing up again.
Of course Amber knows Santana have three kids. "San, what are you talking?" The blonde asked while holding her hair again.
She wasn't ready to tell Amber the truth about what happened with Nicole last night. The only the blonde know that Santana filed for divorce from Quinn. She doesn't know the whole truth behind Quinn and Santana problems. After Santana was done puking, she got up and brushed her teeth.
"Are you okay?" Amber asked unsure while following the Latina downstairs to her kitchen. This was the first time she ever seen Santana drunk.
"I don't know yet," She said opening the bottle of water and taking a swallow.
So I know what y'all thinking Quinn lost her fucking mind, literally how many times are you gonna let Emily come over to San house before you learn from your mistakes? Well technically is their house, Quinn has her own money from her trust fund account. But she only invited Emily over just to sleep, she can't help it with her pregnancy she likes cuddling all the time.
Here we go again. Quinn said untangling herself from the Filipina, she's only nine weeks and her morning sickness is starting to kick in.
"You think mom will cook me some pancakes?" Carson asked his twins while they were watching reruns of Jessie on Netflix in the kids room.
Jordan is definitely a baby version of Santana he likes to stay up all night and sleep all day on the weekend like he has a Monday through Friday job, but he only does this twice a month when he knows it's his mama weekend.
"Don't you mean us? I'm hungry too." Beth throwing the pillow at him, but he ducked and ran out of the room.
Reaching Quinn's room Carson let himself in without knocking and jumped onto Quinn's bed and on top of her, while Emily had her face covered up. Carson didn't realize his mom had company over, just as the bathroom door opened and Quinn stood there with wide eyes looking over at Carson who was sitting on top of Emily. Carson look back at Quinn before ripping the covers off of Emily face with a sad face.
"Carson no!" Quinn said stepping into the room.
"You're not my dad." Carson said as his lip started quivering. The brunette boy was on the verge on crying as he felt his heart sink. He was the man of the house whenever Santana leaves for tour so why would this situation be any different.
Emily was in a complicated situation this wasn't supposed to happen, she wasn't supposed to meet Quinn's kids while laying in her bed just in her boxer and t-shirt.
"Carson, come here baby." Quinn says as she looks over at him while making her to the bed, before the blonde even touches the mattress Carson had balled up his fist and Emily before running out of the room.
Quinn shot Emily a apology smile before running after Carson.
"Carson Russell Fabray Lopez stop young man!" The blonde yelled after him and stopping him in his tracks. Quinn yank the ten year boy by his arm before he pushing Quinn down and knocking over.
"I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU!" He said screaming and crying while slamming his bedroom door.
Emily saw Quinn on the ground trying to hold her tears in, this was all her fault and she couldn't blame no one but herself. She said she was gonna wake earlier enough to sneak Emily out just like she snuck her in, but her plan had backed fire.
Quinn quickly wiped the few tears away before Emily walked over to her and helped her up. The Filipina wrapped her arms around Quinn's waist and pulled her into a hug before the blonde broke down crying. Carson hates her, she's getting divorce and she's nine weeks pregnant with Santana's or Emily's baby. What else can go wrong?
"It's okay babe," Emily whispered in her ear while rubbing smooth circle on her back.
Both Emily and Quinn couldn't see Beth standing off in the far corner watching them from a distance. She heard Carson yelling and she could tell it wasn't good.
"Maybe you should go while I try to talk him." Quinn said pulling out of the hug.
Emily simply nodded her head before going back into the blonde room and putting her shoes on. The Filipina kinda blames herself for sleeping to hard, if that's even possible? But that was one of the best sleep she had in a few nights.
"Thanks, you didn't have to make breakfast for me." The Latina said placing a kiss to Amber cheek as they were washing dishes together.
Amber couldn't do much but to smile and blush, Santana likes that she can easily makes the blonde blush.
"What are you staring at?" The blonde asked after a second when she noticed Santana was still staring at her. "Do I have something on my face?" She questioned as she touches her own.
"No," Santana said turning around while standing face to face with the blonde. "You beautiful." She said with her deep raspy voice while closing the distance between them. Their lips were inches apart before Amber connected their lips together. This kiss was different from any of kiss they had, it was more passionate and not forced at all. It was like Santana was trying to tell her a story with her gorgeous lips.
Pushing the blonde against the counter Santana started trailing her kisses down the blonde neck before moving back up to her soft lips. Amber let out a gasp when Santana lifted her up and sat her up on the counter and rested between her legs, her ex fiancee never did anything like this when they were together. Last night Amber was telling the truth she actually likes the Latina more than friends.
The blonde felt Santana through her shorts as she was getting hander and she was getting wet. Amber let out a moan when she felt one of Santana hands reached down into pants and rub at her clit, she never felt so embarrassed in life this was the quickest she ever became wet. As Santana tries to deepen the kiss while working her fingers they were endured when Santana phone began to ring.
"Mmm San you might want to answer that." Amber breaths out as she tries to break the heated make out session between the Latina and herself, she was always on the verge of coming.
"That's why they invented voicemail." She said gazing her teeth against the blonde lips as she picks up her pace while fingering her. The phone stops ringing and Santana begins to smirks to herself as she felt the blonde walls beginning to tighten.
As Amber started to hunch over while fiting Santana shirt the Latina phone started to ring again. "It might be one of your kids." Amber reply as she pushes Santana back.
Santana started to smile as she leans in to kiss the blonde before licking her two fingers as she answers her phone.
After Emily left Quinn tried her hardest to get Carson to open his door, but nothing didn't work. Even Beth tried to talk to her brother but that didn't work either.
"Quinn? Quinn?" Quinn heard a familiar voice calling her name from downstairs.
As Quinn left her spot by Carson door she made her way downstairs into the living room where her twin sister Charlie was sitting with her nephew Ryan and their best friend Brittany.
"Mama Quinn!" Ryan said excited as soon as he saw his auntie entered the living room and ran fuck speed to jump on her.
(I don't remember which one was the oldest twins) After Quinn caught her nephew she looked over to her older twin sister giving her what are you doing here look. She wasn't expecting nobody to come over since she to fix this problem about Carson hitting Emily and pushing her over, but sooner or later she's gonna have to tell the kids that she's pregnant.
"Morning," Quinn said taking a seat next to Brittany who gave her a side hug while placing Ryan in her lap." What's on?"
"Ry baby why don't you go watch a movie with Jordan upstairs while we make breakfast." Charlie says as she holds out her hands to reach for her son to lead him in the right direction. Once she saw him went upstairs and made to the top, Charlie turned around and looked at her sister.
Before Brittany could even open up her mouth Charlie pulled out a magazine with Nicole picture on the front cover with the capture " I slept with Santana Lopez and got pregnant." Quinn couldn't believe her eyes as she read the title and that didn't sit to well with her. She saw a picture of Santana with the same clothes on from yesterday sitting with Nicole at a restaurant. Throwing the magazine down, Quinn bolted to the guest bathroom an empty her stomach. Of course she doesn't think that article is true, but she did see with her own eyes Santana in bed with half naked sleeping with her to she remembered what the Latina said a few weeks ago when she asked for the divorce.
"I slept with Nicole." That kept repeating in her head as she continues to empty her stomach. This couldn't be happening Quinn said to herself after she was finished in the bathroom.
"Are you okay?" Brittany asked her as she hands her a bottle of water.
Quinn sat at the counter while Brittany rubs smooth circles on her back trying to calm her down. Her wife well her soon to be ex-wife has another baby with the bitch that ruining their marriage. "No Britt, I'm not okay Santana literally lied to my face saying she didn't sleep with her and three weeks ago she admitted the truth." She said as the tears began to fall.
"I'm so sorry Lucy." Charlie said making her way around the islanders in the kitchen to hug her sister. "Have you eaten anything?" She asked as she rocks Quinn back and forth trying to calm her down.
After a few minutes Quinn finally calm down while Brittany went to check up on kids. She tried to knock on Carson door but he didn't answer, she figured he might be still sleep. As she walked back into the kitchen she saw Charlie cooking breakfast while Quinn sat there quietly watching her sister.
Santana was literally pissed, she couldn't understand a word Carson was saying as he was mumbling under his breath. She could tell he was crying before he called her. Pulling up at her old house Santana just walked in and heard voices coming from the kitchen. The Latina spotted Brittany before she saw Quinn and Charlie, she didn't care about them right now she cared about why her son called her crying. Quinn looked up and caught a glance of Santana and followed her upstairs and not even a second later Carson opened the door for her.
Quinn literally waited an hour before Santana came out of Carson room and when she did the Latina didn't look very happy at all. Grabbing the blonde by the arm Santana walked them to their room and shoved her, making her trip onto the be and slammed the door.
"What the fuck you were thinking Quinn?" Santana asked raising her voice." You literally had your fucking fuck toy in the house without talking to me?" Santana was begun pissed, before Carson fall to sleep he told her Quinn had a 'sleepover with a female that looks like her.'
Slap "How dare you put your hands on me?" Quinn questioned Santana after she slap her. "This is my house Santana, not yours. You moved on and got another girl pregnant while I was here taken care of our kids!" She yelled full on now.
Quinn face was red and her eyes was blood shot red. Santana knew what the blonde was talking even when she woke up with a hangover. Quinn couldn't take it anymore as her morning sickness came back. The blonde pushed Santana and ran to the bathroom even though Quinn slapped her Santana still followed her into the bathroom and held her hair back as she empty her stomach for the fourth time this morning.
"Go away Santana." Quinn said pushing her away from her. Quinn walked over to the sink and raised her mouth before looking up at her reflection, she felt sick and miserable and this is only just the beginning. Turning around and holding her midsection Quinn looked up at Santana who had her eyebrows frowned.
"You pregnant?" Santana asked after awhile trying to put two and two together.
"Don't worry about it, it's not yours." And with that Quinn left the Latina standing in the bathroom.
TBC next chapter will pick up from here.