The accident

Prologue

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Eight years ago

It was only a couple dances, how did it lead to this? I still love him and he knows that, but we should've never done this. I am so screwed. How the hell am I suppose to explain this? I'm not even in the same state as him, how is this going to work? I'll just do it alone, he doesn't need this now that his football career is taking off. But I'll of course have to drop my singing career for this baby. I can't believe it, I'm going to be a mom.

"I can't believe it Rachel, you're going to be a mom"

"Thanks for coming Santana" I say a looking at the ultrasound of the human growing inside of me
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Present day
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Santana POV

"I am so sorry Peyton," I tell her as I look at her holding her moms hand
"It's ok, I understand" she says sad

I crouch down to her tiny size

"You shouldn't have too, but I'll tell you what, I'll let you go to the dance camp in California that your mom signed you up for, if" I pause seeing her face lighten up

"If, you promise to check in everyday with me" I compromise
"Yes! yes! I will, I promise!" She squeals jumping up and down
"But remember I'm only going to be gone for four months, so I'll have to pull you out early" I tell her
"It's fine!" She jumps hugging me
"Alright say bye to your mom and let's go start packing" I say holding my hand out as she kisses her moms cheek

I hear her whisper

"I'll be good mommy, I promise, for you"

Every time we come here, my heart always breaks a little. She rushes over to me holding my hand and skipping out. She's such a sweet little girl, I really hope I'm not making a mistake.
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