Live For You (brittana) glee

Never Catch A Break

(Santana's Pov)

"Santana let me explain" she says and I'm so shocked through it all I don't even want a explanation. I frown at the site of her and walk back to fall into Brittany's lap. I mumble sorry and try to get up but she grabs onto me.

"What" I say and she stops smiling and sigh.

"I was never truly dead. The last time I seen you was the day that Max threatened to kill you and everyone I loved if I didn't come with him. So I left with him and everything was like usual. We would be in love for hours but then I would do something and he would snap. I couldn't take it anymore and I tried to run away. He caught me and I screamed while he tried to beat me to death. He told me that it's me and him forever and that's something I couldn't do. So I faked my death. The last fight we had which was in November, I pretended that I got beaten up so badly that everyone would automatically believe max did it. I needed to get away. The plan was to go and never look back. Your parents died and I knew it would be too much for you. When I got a call, that's when I came. Santana I'm......"

"Don't" I growl at her and see her frown.

"Don't call me or text me or even look at me. You knew what I was going through when my parents died. I was already going through hell feeling it was my fault you were "dead" and then my parents...... I was so low, so fucking low and you WERE ALIVE THE WHOLE FUCKING TIME" I screamed at her.

"Santana I'm sorry, but he would've killed everyone if I stayed. When I wanted to come back, your parents died it would have done more harm than good"

"I TRIED TO FUCKING KILL MYSELF ON MULTIPLE OCCASIONS" I scream while standing up. I watch as she frowns and laugh in disbelief.

"What" she whispers and I sigh.

"My best friend and my parents died and I thought it was my fault. How can someone live with themselves after killing the people they love the most" I say and she looks away.

"Well your better now right, your past that" she says and I laugh.

"No, I stop living for myself when you and my parents died. I started living for the people. I'm only here because I make a difference in people's life." I say and see her frown as she pushes me off of Brittany and grips up my leg. I frown until I follow the line of her gaze and pull away and she frowns.

"Where are they" she growls and I just stay quiet.

"Santana I'm not fucking playi...."

"You want us to be friends again like we use to, drop the subject" I growl and I watch her frown as she thinks on it. I see her look guilty but walk out. I lay down and flop on my bed closing my eyes. I just want to smoke or get drunk or something to forget about this mind fucked situation.

I sit up and feel Brittany's eyes on me but I don't care. I put on my big T and go in my little black box. I pull out a pre rolled joint and shut the box. I place the box on my dresser and lay back down with my legs in Brittany's lap.

"Sanny we need to talk" she says and I sigh.

"That's the last thing, I'm going to be doing right now" I say and see her frown.

"Sanny......" She says as I put the joint up to my mouth and she snatched it. I instantly straddle her and glare.

"Give it back" I growl and she frowns as I reach but she keeps on moving it away from me. I move to go back into my box but she flips us and straddles me.

"How about for every question you answer, I'll let you take a hit" she says and I think it out and shrug. She lights it and then looks at me.