Chapter 48

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-Maribel pov-
At many times I have questioned my life. When I was first experiencing a period was one of those. It was new and painful. I hated life a lot then.

Santana was another time I can remember. I just did not think I was a good mom. I never thought I could be a good mom no matter what. I guess I was kinda right and wrong.

Right now...right now is another questioning moment. You see I know that there are a lot of kids to the club. I know that Santana loves them all. I also know she is self conscious.

So when I found out I was going with her to a magazine shoot I was fine! She was going to do some modeling for quick cash. She only told me it was a pregnancy shoot thing. I was very confused when she seemed to only have told me about it.

Standing here and seeing what the shoot will be I can understand why. Now what am I questioning right now? How the hell did my life get to here? Why did she think this would be a good idea?

"Lopez shoot in a few!" The man gives Santana a long look before smirking "Nice robe"

"She is taken!" He rolls his eyes and walks away "San..are you sure about this? What would the girls think?"

"That I should be proud of my body" Santana smiles but I can see it is hallow "Do you think this is a mistake?"

"I think it is yes" She frowns and I sigh "You should not be posing nude for some perv behind a camera! Have you seen the photos he has taken?! They are boarding on porn! He probably has a secret stash of old photos!"

"You should not judge on looks" Santana looks away from me "Looks are not all that"

"But they are to you" She does not respond and I know I got her "San please...just go back and get dressed! The girls will not be happy about this"

I can see she starts to break some "No" She stands up and shakes her head "This is for me not them! I am going through with this shoot!"

I sigh and walk away from her. Time to buy some time. I look around and then smile. I lightly push a light that knocks over a bunch of stuff.

"Damnit!" The man quickly runs to the stuff "Everyone take a hour! Be back for the Lopez shoot!"

"Alright" I walk over and grab Santana's hand "We are taking this hour!"

-Time skip-Santana pov-
I look at the time and see I have only a bit left. I roll my eyes as we pull into the school lot. Mom is quickly out and I slowly follow after. We are going straight to the club room.

I walk in and look around confused. The club is in the room with my girlfriends, Sue, and our family. What is happening right now? I turn toward my mom and it clicks.

"You told them?!" She nods and I scoff "Of course! Why would I be able to trust you to keep a secret?"

"Santana!" Rachel is quickly holding onto my shocked mom "That was uncalled for!"

"This is uncalled for" I start making my way to the door "I am leaving!"

-Lucy singing-

Head under water
And they tell me to breathe easy for a while
The breathing gets harder, even I know that
Made room for me
It's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to

Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you asked for it
'Cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'Cause you tell me it's make or break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving
I'mma need a better reason
To write you a love song today, today

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