The New Kid 😌 (Santana X Reader)

Chapter 21

This is the story about how me and my gf got really close with my gf's mom.

∆ next morning ∆

Santana and Kurt are still sleeping. I don't want to wake them, it's Saturday after all. Santana's mom is already awake.

M: "Hey Y/n, how did you sleep?
Y: "Ummmm actually, I didn't sleep.
M: "What? Why didn't you sleep sweetheart?"
Y: "Because I am afraid of everything I see when I close my eyes."
M: "You are scared of your dreams? Why?"
Y: "I am scared because, well ummm, they are about some unprocessed trauma and yeah. You know..."
M: "No offence Y/n, but I don't know. I had a pretty great life. And I didn't experience trauma during my life."
Y: "How didn't you experience trauma? Your husband treated you like shit. If he had a bit more gut he would kidnap you way sooner. He beat your ass every single time he was drunk or angry or just in the mood. WHY DON'T YOU HAVE TRAUMA? I HAVE LOTS OF TRAUMA AND I AM 16!"
M: "Y/n, calm down. I don't have trauma cause I hit back. I protected Santana, got her to her room, came back downstairs and hit him as hard as he hit me. He kept hitting me, I kept hitting him. He never learnt, I did. When he went to work, I went to a boxing club."

Then Santana walks in. Completely surprised. She heard the whole thing.

S: *surprised tone* "Mom... Why didn't I know this? I could've helped! I was in every single fight club there is since I was 4 years old! MOM I COULD'VE HELPED"
M: "NO SANTANA, YOU COULDN'T! HE WAS TOO BIG AND AS YOUR MOTHER IT IS MY JOB TO PROTECT YOU, SANTANA! I~"
S: "MOM NO! THAT'S A LAME EXCUSE. I COULD'VE HANDLED IT! HE WAS MY DAD, BUT HE WAS WEAK! I COULD'VE TAKEN HIM OUT EVERY SINGLE TIME!"
M: "NO SANTANA. DON'T TALK LIKE THAT ABOUT YOUR DAD! I KNOW HE'S A JERK BUT HE IS STILL YOUR DAD!
S: "NO MOM! HE IS MY FATHER, BUT HE WILL NEVER BE MY DAD!"
M: *in shock* "Santana, I- I- I can't believe it. He is your dad. Unless there is a replacement he will be your dad and you will address him as such! I have spoken!"
S: "Actually mom, there is a replacement. I consider Mr Shue as my dad. He doesn't know this, but he is a father figure. Yes he is flawed and I know many people don't like him, but he looks after every 👏 single 👏 kid 👏."
M: "Santana, I didn't know... Why didn't you tell me?"
S: "When could I tell you? You were or with dad or I don't know where! I just figured no one really loved me. Why do you think I am so bitchy all of the time? I needed LOVE at home! Was so hard to ask for!?!?"

*Santana runs away*

M: "Omg, did you know about this Y/n?"
Y: "No miss, I'm sorry. All I know is that when I am around my love, she isn't bitchy. I love her from the deepest depths of hell. I hope you know this, because I know she does. *You look upstairs* Miss Lopez, I am going to comfort your daughter. She is really upset and I don't want her to hate you or har father or anyone. If she carries hate in her heart, there is no place for love. See you later miss."
M: "Wait Y/n. That was very wise. If you ever decide to take the next step with my daughter I support you unconditionally."
Y: "Thank you miss. I really appreciate it, but it's all up to Santana. Let's just hope she loves me at least half as much as I love her. Then we will be fine."
M: "Very good Y/n. And you can call me Maribel."
Y: "No offence, but I am gonna stay with miss till Santana and I are even closer."
M: "I didn't know that can be possible, but ok sweety"

*You go upstairs. You hear Santana crying, you knock on the door and enter without waiting for an answer*

Y: Hey Santana. How are you holding up?"
S: "Y/n, I am crying. How do you think I am holding up. MY MOTHER JUST YELLED AT ME BECAUSE I DON'T WANT MY FATHER!"
Y: "Santana, calm down. It's me, not your mom, not just anyone. It's me. The woman you live and who loves you from the deepest depths of hell. So if you yell, don't make it personal pls."
S: "Okay deal, now I am gonna rant, and probably insult you. It's not personal."
Y: "Okay, I am ready"
S: 😀🥺 "MY FATHER IS ABUSIVE, MY MOTHER WANTS TO PROTECT HIM! HOW CAN I LIVE WITH KNOWING THIS? I GUESS YOU WOULDN'T KNOW, SINCE YOUR MOM IS DEAD AND YOUR DAD DIDN'T KNOW ABOUT YOUR EXISTENCE UNTILL THIS SCHOOL YEAR! BACK TO ME. WHY THE FOCK ARE YOU THE ONLY THAT IS OKAY WITH ME YELLING AT YOU, WITHOUT YOU GETTING MAD OR YELLING BACK?"
Y: "Santana, I love you. I know you don't mean a thing you say about me. Love you too btw ❤️"
S: "Y/n. It's impossible to rant against you. You are too loving."
Y: "Ahwwww thanks babes ❤️"

You start kissing. You take off her clothes, she starts letting out quiet moans. She takes off your clothes. Before you continue you hang a "do not disturb" sign on the door and a sock (Kurt will know). You lock the door to be sure. Your kiss becomes more passionately, you start kissing slowly down her body. You stop at her boobs for a moment and kiss next to the nipples. They become hard and you suck on them. She starts breathing heavily. You kiss further down her body but your hands stay on the boobs. First you kiss everything. Then your hands go inside her pussy. Your mouth surround her nipples again. Your tongue twirls around them. Your fingers start moving faster. She yells "Faster, harder! C'mon let the Niagara Falls come" "Shush, you don't want anyone to know, do you?😏" you say. She just nods yes. You continue and she moans so loud, that you could hear her in China. Then she comes. You lick her pussy so you can catch every single drop. Then she starts doing the same. You move her mouth to your belly button. You moan almost as loud as Santana. When I'm about to cum she says "Not yet, wait" "Yes goddess". You hold your cum for about 3 minutes. Then you may cum and the Niagara Falls come again. Only more, it keeps coming. Santana is licking it all up but keeps massaging your breasts and there almost comes a bit of milk out. When you are done, you suck her nipples. There comes a jut of milk and you lay down. Then she sucks on your nipples. You make lots of milk. While she is sucking your nipples, you are massaging her breasts. You both moan on the same time and just lie next to each other for a while. You fall asleep. The next thing you know, is that it's 6 PM. You rush down after getting dressed. Santana's mom is making dinner.

M: "How was it?"
Y: "How was what?" *Nervous chuckle*
M: "You know what. I heard you guys moan and yell. I heard everything. I can tell you at what time exactly you started, and ended. You slept 7 hours straight."
Y: "7 HOURS. Omg!"
M: "Don't worry, Kurt left a note on the fridge, I am making dinner. Go wake up my daughter. And just wake her up. 😏"
Y: "Yes ma'am. 😀"

Y: *whisper* "Hey Santana. Wake up. Dinner is almost ready"
S: "Stupid head, I am awake since you left the room. I heard the conversation you had with my mom. I love her so much. Not in the way I love you of course 😏"
Y: "Santana, shut it. Let's have dinner."
S: "Yes sir! 😂"

A/n: hey guys, sorry it took some time. Anyways, enjoy your holidays and have funnnn 🥰✨