The New Kid 😌 (Santana X Reader)

Chapter 32

The next day, for the first time in a while, you finally feel like Quinn is back to her normal self. But then out of nowhere, the skanks show up. That ruined your whole day. Quinn didn't invite them and I certainly didn't. They just came to their "usual hangout" but I didn't believe them. I asked Quinn nicely if we could go somewhere, just the two of us, and she almost started yelling at me that I didn't appreciate her lifestyle or her friends. Since you didn't want to start another fight in front of the Skanks, you just walked away. If Quinn followed you, you'd know she truly loves you. If she didn't, well then it's time to end the relationship. As you were walking away, you looked behind you. Quinn was obviously debating whether she should follow you or stay with the Skanks. Ultimately she chose you. She ran after you yelling your name.

"Y/n. I'm sorry I waited so long to follow you, but let's go somewhere just the two of us." Quinn says.

"Yes, let's go." You reply.

Your date continues and it reminds you of all the reasons why you love Quinn. Then out of nowhere, you tell her about Santana.

"Hey Quinn, I don't want to ruin the mood, but ..." You start. Quinn interrupts you with kisses.

"If you don't want to ruin the mood, then don't. Let's just enjoy each other's company. Because this is the best company." The last sentence she said in between kisses.

Quinn was lying on top of you. You flip her so now you're on top. "Good idea. Let's just enjoy the company." You start to unzip her pants and yours too. "I'm really horny. You can choose, here or the car."

"Here, definitely here." Quinn pants.

You unzip her pants some more and take off her panties. "Let's keep it a bit civil here in the park, so you get to keep your t-shirt on."

"Fine with me" She replies while kissing you.

You slowly trace your fingers down her stomach. Her breath hitches as you almost touch her clit. You don't even touch the clit but go back up. She looks you in the eyes with a look of asking why, as you look her in the eye you suddenly enter her with your fingers and she almost yells. You silence her by kissing her. She kisses back and moans into your mouth. You go faster and with your other hand you slide under her shirt and her bra. You play with her nipple as you keep your fingers in her. Slowly she slides her fingers in your pants and does the same to you. You both go faster until you are at the same pace. Then you remove your hand from her boob and use it to fiddle with her clit. She almost immediately comes and nearly screams. You stop her from screaming by putting your hand on her mouth. She starts touching your clit too and you almost come, but she tells you to wait. She tries to do it subtly but fails, as she is lowering her head to your clit and licks it. You come then and almost shake.  Quinn slides back up and kisses you. You kiss her back. You just lay beside each other, looking at the sky. You zip your and Quinn's pants back up. You continue to talk a little and just cuddle until it's dark outside. 

You and Quinn part ways because her mom is home tonight so she wants to have some quality time. You go home and see Santana sitting on your front porch.

"I didn't like how you ended things." She says.

"Santana, leave." I just had the best day with Quinn, just leave. I told you this already." You answer.

"No."

"I'm sorry, no? That is not up to you Santana. I have decided that if we want to hang out, it's as friends and nothing more. If you can't handle that, then just leave me alone."

"No, I want to talk about that decision you made about my life without consulting me. Can I come inside?"

"We can talk right here, on the front porch. No need for you to come inside."

"Have you seen what I'm wearing? I am freezing, I have been sitting here since 2 PM." Santana says, pointing at her mini skirt and crop top.

"That is not my problem or fault. Plus you know I keep blankets out here, take one of those."

"Fine." Santana grabs a blanket and sits back down on the porch, in one of the chairs.

"You wanted to talk, talk." You say annoyed.

"Okay, why can't we suddenly hang out anymore? You texted me, saying we can't hang out anymore and that's it. The bullshit you said earlier, "only as friends", you never told me that. I have been thinking all day about how to tell you this because we just had sex, and then you tell me all of a sudden we can't hang out anymore. And I know that it wasn't about the quality of the sex, because it is awesome, we both know it. It is that you don't trust yourself around me. I am perfectly capable of being just your friend."

"Santana, you say that now. We were enemies once and look where we ended up. We have evolved towards each other and we are too dependent on each other. I need my space to figure out who I am, without you. And yes, the sex is amazing. But as long as I have a relationship with someone that isn't you, we can't do that anymore. You may think that it's not a big deal, but I feel guilty about it. I almost told Quinn today even though everything was perfect. She didn't know and now I know that she doesn't have to. But Santana, please, don't do this anymore. Us. It was wrong from the beginning, just let me be happy with Quinn." You say, tears start to form in your eyes.

"You know what, I'll leave you alone, for now and forever if you can tell me this. Look me in the eyes when you answer this, okay?" You nod, "Okay, are you truly happy with Quinn? You don't think about ending the relationship? No big fights about her new lifestyle?"

You struggle trying not to cry and looking into her eyes, but you answer in the end. "I am truly happy, the thought of ending the relationship hasn't crossed my mind, and there will be no big fights about her new lifestyle. It isn't even that bad." The moment you say the last word you get up and walk inside. "Goodbye Santana, I'll see you at school. Don't come here again, ever."

"Fine, but can I take this blanket? I'll return it tomorrow. I won't ring the bell. I'll just put it in the bin where I found it."

"Do what you want. Not my problem anymore."

You slam the door shut, leaving Santana on the porch. As you walk further inside, you start crying. You start and you just can't stop. You crawl in a ball and bawl your eyes out. Then you hear your phone ring. You look who it is, it's Mr Shue. You decline the call and just lie on the couch. The tears are dried out.

After lying there for what felt like hours, it was only 45 minutes, you get up and make some food. You open the cabinets and remember that you had to go to the store today. You just order a pizza instead and watch a movie. You eat the whole pizza and then fall asleep in front of the TV.
You suddenly wake up from the doorbell. You open the door to see a drunken Santana standing there. She starts slurring and leaning against the door frame.

"Santana, what do you want?" You say irritated.

"I want you." She slurs while pointing at you.

"No." You say and you shut the door. 

You hear Santana starting to cry and try to resist the urge to open the door and hug her. But this is drunken Santana, not the real Santana. Eventually, you hear no more crying so you go upstairs as you assume that Santana left.

!A/N! Look guys, I know it has been a long time, and I'm really sorry for that, but I have been busy, I'll try to write and update more. Thanks for your patience.