Santana's POV
It's Sunday, which means it's Dani's last day at home before she will be back to the treatment center tonight. The guys wanted to see her too but she wasn't ready yet, so all this weekend we were at home, which isn't a bad thing.
Dani did want to see Elena though, so she's on her way over, without John, like Dani asked her to, and I'm on my way out with Dylan. I thought it would be better to give them some time alone.
This was a horrible weekend, honestly. I mean, of course I was happy to see her and have her again, but what we've been through was horrible.
This was so damn fucking hard seeing her like that. She didn't eat, she didn't sleep. Every night she would wake up crying, or screaming. She didn't talk to me through half of the weekend.
Although I was happy to see her I'm also happy she goes back to the treatment center today, she obviously needs help, urgently.
I waited patiently in the living room, Dylan already in his stroller, till Elena will get here. I can't leave Dani alone in the house.
She was sitting next to me watching some movie together. After a few more minutes we hear a knock on the door.
"It's probably her." I said standing up. I kissed Dani on the lips and gave her a small hug before walking toward the door with the stroller. "I'll leave you two alone, call me if you need anything alright babe?"
She nodded and I smiled at her one last time before opening the door. "Hey," Elena smiled pulling me into a hug which I obviously retuned.
"Call me if you need anything, alright?" I asked concerned and she immediately nodded. "Please try to make her eat something, or at least drink, I'm really worried."
"Sure, I will." She nodded her head again. "Goodbye Santana."
"Bye." I said pushing the stroller out of the place, leaving them all alone.
I went to Kurt and Blaine's. Berry and Brody were also there. They invited Dani and I for lunch but I told them this isn't a good idea at all. So I went by my own while Dani spent time with her sister.
They live two blocks away so I didn't even take the car. I made sure Dylan is covered well before I started our walk since it's a cold day. After less than 10 minutes walk I got to my destination.
"Hey, look who it is." I heard a familiar male voice behind me. I turned around to see Brody approaching me with Berry who just locked the car trailing behind.
"Hey there." I smiled giving them both a hug.
I took Dylan out of his stroller and into my arms while Brody helped me to take it up the stairs toward Kurt and Blaine's apartment.
"Hello there," Kurt sang in his high pitched voice I kind of missed if I'm being honest. With all the drama lately I haven't saw them in a while. "Santana, I though you said you will get here a little late." He frowned making us room to enter the place.
I gave him and Blaine a hug with my one free arm then we all sat back in the living room.
"Yeah well, Elena came early." I shrugged soothing Dylan in my arms.
"How is Dani doing?" Blaine asked concerned.
"Honestly, not good..." I sighed shaking my head. Berry took Dylan from my arms since she saw I'm having a bit of hard time, and I thanked her with a small smile.
"What do you mean not good?" Kurt asked concerned.
"Guys I've never seen her this bad." I said while I tried to keep my tears in. "I had to sit next to her for over 4 hours till she finally managed to finish her plate. 4 hours. That included her crying and screaming and refusing to eat."
"Oh my gosh," I heard Berry saying, she was about to cry too.
"How did this happen?" Kurt asked in shock. "She was perfectly fine a few months ago. How did it turn this bad?"
"Dani's sick, Kurt." I said when the tears made their own way down my face. "This fucking cruel disorder was always in her, and I don't think it will ever go away." I let myself cry.
"Don't say that Santana," Blaine said moving to sit next to me. He hugged me and I let myself fall into his embrace. "She will get better, believe in that. She needs your support and she won't get it when you're talking like that."
"It's been going on for almost 9 years Blaine. It comes and goes, she had been through thousands of therapy sessions, doctors, treatments, this isn't working." I cried.
Berry stood up with Dylan in her arms and went to one of the rooms. I thank her so much right now, I don't need him involved in this mess. He's just a baby but he can feel the tension in the room.
"Maybe she didn't get the right treatment for her yet." Blaine tried to cheer me up. "The last time she was in a treatment center was when she was 17, right?" I nodded. "It's been like what, 5 years?" I nodded again. "You made her better Santana, her eating disorder stopped back then because of you, and after it came back it stopped again because of you. Maybe it's just too serious right now that she needs a professional help, but she has done it before, she will do it again. You guys will do it again."
He gave me a small reassuring squeeze. I looked up to him and mouthed a 'thank you', although his words didn't really convince me.
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Elena's POV
"Shh.. don't cry Danz." I sighed rubbing my sister's back for comfort.
"Don't make me go back there!" She cried. I felt my shirt getting wet, soaking in her tears, but I didn't really care.
"Dan, you know this is for your own good." I said sadly to her. "You need help, you know it."
"It's lost, Elena. I'm too fucked up. I will never get better, I don't need this place it's not gonna help." She said angrily through gritted teeth, her hand clanging on my shirt.
"Hey! Don't say that!" I separated from our hug to look at her. "This isn't true Dani. You are going to get through this, you will get better."
"I wish Dylan was here." She whispered, her voice cracking. "I need him Elena." She cried burying her face in my chest again.
"I wish he was here too..." I sighed in frustration. Why we deserve all of this? Why my little sister deserves all of this? Where is our older brother now? Dani's right. We need him so much right now, she needs him. He always knows what to do or what to say.. I'm not good as him with Dani, I don't know what to do.
"I miss him Elena." She sobbed hugging me tightly. I retuned the hug kissing the top of her head.
"I miss him too."
"Don't make me go back there." She pleaded again. I shook my head with my lips still pressed to her head.
"I'm sorry Dan... It will be worth it, I promise you. You will get better."
"I don't want to go!" She insisted like a little girl. She was always like this, even as a kid. I remember her saying the exact same thing before she went to that treatment center 5 years ago. She did get better, but she also got worse after it.
She's right. We need Dylan, I can't take care of her like he did. He would have known what to tell her right now, I'm just making this worse...
