who is she living for?

Part Six

The moment Alex arrived at Rachel's house, she could feel something was up. Maybe it was because of the five suit cases piled up on the porch or the way Rachel paced back and forth on the same porch.

"Rae?" asked Alex, who shut off her vehicle and got out quickly, "What's going on?"

"Can I stay with you till graduation, my dad's are never here and I can't keep staying here alone,"

Alex saw the upsetness and anger in her beloved cousin's eyes. She knew she could never say no to her. "Of course Rae, you are always welcome to stay with me,"

With that said, Alex helped Rachel with her things and loaded them in the back and trunk of her Mustang.

"Rachel!"

The tiny diva looked from her suit case she had just pushed into the trunk only to spot Santana pulling up by the curb.

Rachel instantly smiled as she abandoned her luggage to speak with the cheerio.

"Santana, why are you-"

"Are you moving?" she interupted. Rachel had to blink a second before comprehending Santana's words.

"Not exactly-"

"You can't move Rach," she interupted again just as she got out of her Range Rover to walk up to the diva, "I won't let you,"

"Santana-"

Said latina shook her head and stepped closer, "No. If this is because everything going on in school then let me take care of Quinn, I will end all of the slushies and the abuse,"

Rachel watched the desperation on the cheerio's face as she spoke.

"Santana, you don't-"

"-understand?" interupted the latina, again, "Of course I do, I understand that you're tired of all the bullshit going on in school and all of the unfairness to you,"

"Santana-"

"I understand how frustrated you may feel,"

"Stop-"

"And the hurt both Finn and Mr. Schue caused you,"

"Listen-"

Rachel heard Alex snicker behind her but ignored the older girl.

"But none of that should matter because I'm here for you, I want to be the one who can protect you,"

"Will you please-"

"So please-"

Rachel finally had enough, that's why her right hand was slapped over Santana's mouth, her left hand gripping the taller girl's uniform collar to keep her close.

"Shut. Up. I'm not moving away Santana, I'm only moving in with my cousin," the diva had reassured her.

Santana blinked, her mouth opened behind the tiny tanned hand. She let her gaze look up and into Sky blue eyes. Alex waved at her with a smile.

"I'm going to let go of your mouth,"

"Wanky," was muffled behind the diva's hand, who rolled her eyes. She let her hand drop and pulled from the cheerio.

"Now, why don't you follow us so you can help me get situated in my new home?"

Santana knew it was a polite demand, not a question which was why she nodded and walked back to her vehicle.

(Rachel could slowly feel her right arm slip free)