Santana's Cousin | Quinn Fabray

"The storm is yet to come"

Y/N's pov:

"San, we need to talk" I said barging in her room, stopping abruptly when I see Santana and Brittany making out on her bed, so caught up on their own world that none of the two notice me entering in the room. Moving fast but quietly I exit the room, closing the door behind me, still both oblivious of what I saw. I decide to head back home but a "Mija, I didn't see you there, come talk to us" stops me meters away from the door. I sigh but turn around non less and walk to what I see as my second parents.

"So, how have you been doing?" It's a simple question but I know they wanted me to tell them why I came so abruptly into their house looking for Santana. "Good, just adjusting to this small, boring town, I don't know how Santana does it, really it's just plain boring" my aunt chuckles but stays silent, I take that as an opportunity to continue "I have this... person that I've been crushing for a while now and San came up with this plan to make them jealous and it seems that it's working but I think that the person that agreed to help us is catching feelings for me, we never talked of this possibility and I'm freaking out because when I agreed to this plan I didn't want to hurt anyone and ugh I'm just so stressed"

My aunt just hums in agreement and goes back to cooking, anger grows inside of me for being ignored and when I'm about to leave the room she starts talking "You should tell this person that's helping you the truth, tell them that you don't like them and they were in this plan so you could go out with somebody else not them, but you know that's just my opinion"

As I walk to my house I can stop thinking about my aunt's words, I know she's right but I've never been the one for confrontation. The other option that goes through my mind is ignoring her but I know I won't be able to do that, as much as I love Rachel everybody knows how annoying she can be when she wants something.

TIME SKIP

Since I woke up, my mind apparently can't think of anything else that doesn't have a relation to Rachel and the whole thing. But the only thing that can help now is if I talk to Santana

Once I get in the building, as already thought, my eyes automatically search for a fiery latina, I found her, as always next to Brittany, both cheerleaders leaning casually against the blonde's locker, as if they're waiting for someone.

I stand in front of them, Brittany greets me with a smile and a cheerful 'hello' and before Santana can even react a drag her by the arm to an empty hallway.

"The hell? You could have at least said hello" my cousin says as she pulls her arm away from my grip. "Hello" my tone is fill with sarcasm not in the mood of talking with everything that have in mind "Jeez, someone's cranky" I roll my eyes and go straight to the point " we need to talk, I think Rachel might have developed a crush on me." This time she doesn't make a sarcastic remark, Santana stares at me like I'm an alien. "What!?!" Her voice is so loud that some people stop what they're doing to watch us "maybe you could shout a little bit more I don't think they heard you correctly" "I'm sorry jeez, but back to the topic, how did this happened isn't she in love with Lumps the Clown?" If I weren't in a bad mood a would have laugh at the nickname for Finn "why are you asking me, I've been here for three months, you should know her better" she scoffs before answering "who told you I paid attention to anything that came out of Gayberry's mouth or her in general"

"Well, I don't care if you did but we have a problem, a big one a might say, and you doing sarcastic remarks every time you open your damn mouth isn't helping. And yes, I'm in a bad mood if you haven't notice yet so, or the next thing that comes out of your mouth helps me somehow or I'm going to lock you in that locker behind you"

I suppose that Santana didn't take my threat seriously because in her eyes I can see mischief and the smirk forming on her lips would be my other proof "You seem so stressed maybe you could relief some with Quinn" that's it, I try to grab her arm but she's faster than me and starts running through the now empty hallways, laughing hysterically as I chased after her. We're so engrossed in our little game, that we don't notice that a person has heard the whole conversation, most specifically a girl with brown eyes and a broken heart that then will turn into a feeling of revenge.