*santanas pov*
I woke up in an empty bed. I walked around and saw dani making breakfast.
I walked behind her and snaked my arms around her waist.
"Smells good."
"Thanks." She smiled turning around and pecked my lips.
"We'll breakfast is ready babe." She said tossing everything on a plate and setting it on the table.
"Yum." I said digging in. Dani ate some then put our plates in the dishwasher.
"San..." Dani asked.
"Mhmm."
"Do you think my moms ok?" She whispered, her voice cracking causing a pain in my chest to form.
I went over to her and hugged her really tight.
"Yes I think she's fine." I tried to reassure.
"Ok... I'm just a little worried. Maybe I should call her..."
"Go ahead babe."
*danis pov*
I decided on checking up on my mom.
The phone rang and after 3 rings she picked up.
"Dani? Dani is that you calling?" She asked.
"Yes mom.. It's me..." I sighed.
"I haven't heard from you in a week honey. Are you ok?" She asked.
"Yeah. But why to you care? You had dad come back bitch." I snapped.
"Hey do not call me a bitch. I love him." She defended.
"Yeah the man that cheated on you and ABUSED ME!" I yelled into the phone before hanging up. I had tears streaming down my face now and Santana kissing them away.
"It's ok baby. I'm here." San said sitting me on her lap and holding me.
I cried into her neck and eventually calmed down when Santana kissed my head and rubbed slow circles on my back. She always new how to make me feel better.
"What do you want to do today?" I asked sniffling.
"Let's go to New York!"
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"Let's go to New York!" Santana yelled making me jump slightly.
"Really?!?!" I asked excited.
"YES."
"Ok!!!! But in like an hour because I wanna play a little guitar. You can go take a shower now babe." I smiled and then kissed her check.
"Okayyy."
I grabbed my guitar and sat on the couch.
I started strumming the strings to fall by Justin Bieber. This song reminded me of myself and San.
"Whoa, ooh
Well, let me tell you a story
About a girl and a boy
He fell in love with his best friend
When she's around, he feels nothing but joy
But she was already broken, and it made her blind
But she could never believe that love would ever treat her right
Did you know that I loved you or were you not aware?
