"Santana..." I'm hearing my Papa's voice in my head, calling my name. But this voice... it's morphing. My name is still being spoken, but its no longer Papa.
"Santana, did you hear what I just said?" Britt's gentle touch is rocking me slightly, Mr Schuester is talking to me. Stupid flashbacks, I swear, there getting more frequent and sinister.
How am I gonna dig myself out of this? "Sorry, I zoned out," there, I think I got away with that.
Beiste turned towards me, "Who zoned out for 20 minuets?" Doh! Emmmm... Think fast Santana, there on to you,
"What can I say, I was really in the zone," Wow, that's the most composed I've spoken in way to long. Well, at least this time they all look convents.
You know when you have a gut feeling... Oh boy, please don't ask if Papa's hurt before, please, please, please...
Mr Schue opened his gob, I mean mouth, "Remember two weeks ago, when you..."
Cut him off Santana, quick! "Yes," I can feel the blood racing through my body. I wanna run out this room, but I need to say this stuff so I can be a better... Carer? Sister? Mother??? NO! Not mother, I'm only a teenager, I am not doing a Quinn.
"I just wanted to say Santana... That I'm so glad you reached out for help." I feel weird, almost like my hearts been melted, but in a good way.
"Thanks for being there Mr Shue, Emma, and you to Brittany." Maria's becoming restless in my arms, her butterfly eyes are fluttering, her little caterpillar legs are wriggling, and she's purrs like a kitten.
"You guys mean the world to me. I couldn't of done it without you, really, I couldn't. Don't get me wrong, where still in the early stages," (Figgins gets up, and leaves to take a phone call,) "And I know that there's been a LOT of down parts..."
Brittany's reaching out and I am leaning into my lover, "Santana, where all hear for you... No matter what, ok," I feel tears flowing from my eyes, but at the same time Maria wanted some cuddles. Maria's skin still feels like clouds. Her image painted to perfection, big brown eyes like saucers, her lips are pinker than candy floss, and her portrait painted with a Latina brush. I really want to know what her crying means? Her eyes are drawn to mine, I think she's stressed out by this new environment.
Mr Shue sat in Figgins chair to get a closer look at Maria, "Your so much better with her than you think you are Santana."
"I don't feel like it..." That's so sweet, but I feel so awkward right now. I feel like all the bad stuff has barely started. Oh, If only I could speak to my Mama about this...
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Santana Lopez-Orphan
FanficSantana Lopez has a hard exterior, but when she's orphaned and left to look after her very young, special needs sister Maria. She has to learn how to be a mother to her sister as well as juggling her school work, New Directions and her girlfriend Br...
