"What the fuck is this?" I screeched, holding the piece of paper, the maternity doctor's receipt, in my hand. Dani's expression from the couch was like a deer in the headlights. She knew what it was, and she moved her mouth as if to say something, but couldn't find anything to say. "I thought we said no more secrets? I thought you saying you weren't hiding anything from me anymore, after I found the pregnancy test in the bathroom, meant that you weren't pregnant! Now call me crazy but you don't go to maternity doctors unless you're fucking pregnant!" I threw the receipt on the ground in an effort to prove my point but it floated nonchalantly to the ground, which only served to agitate me even further.
"Calm the fuck down Santana." Dani finally said, standing up, I was dumbstruck, she had the nerve to be angry with me? "You see this? You see this person you become when you're angry? Call it your alter ego, whatever, I don't give a fuck because either way, it's what I have to deal with whenever something happens that you don't like. Do you think I went out explicitly to go get pregnant? Do you think I honestly thought my lady loving ovaries were even capable of getting pregnant? Newsflash Santana: I didn't! And this whole fucking 'I'm gonna scream till I get my way thing' has got to stop. You sound like a 3 year old on fucking Christmas, and I'm sick of it. This whole psycho anger thing you do is the reason I didn't tell you. It's the reason I've been up at fucking 3am, alone, contemplating whether or not to get an abortion. Alone, Santana! Because I don't feel comfortable, no I don't even feel safe telling you about a mistake I made." She was right up in my face, about to cry as well. But instead of breaking down into tears and falling into my arms like I expected her to, she raised her hand and I felt it slap me across the face, but I was in too much of a trance to react. She stormed past me and I heard the door slam, leaving me motionless in the middle of the living room, alone.
Rachel's P.O.V.
"Come on Kurt, you have to go with me to the NYADA showcase! We had so much-" I opened the stairwell door to a sobbing mess. "Dani are you alright?" I asked and she just shook her head and fell into my arms. Kurt was standing beside me, eyes wide, looking unsure of what to do. I had no idea either, but I slowly rubbed her back, trying to calm her down.
"I might go check on Santana..." Kurt whispered, prancing off, even in the most serious situations, he managed to be as gay as humanly possible.
"Dani, do you wanna tell me what happened? We can just sit out here in the hallway, there's no need to go anywhere near Santana." I asked quietly and she nodded ever so slightly, so I led her along to the window and we sat underneath it.
"Santana and I had an argument." She said, quietly, through sharp intakes of breath, "I fucked up, Rachel. I'm pregnant."
"B-but you're-you're gay, Santana's a girl, how..?" I spluttered. Whatever I was expecting, it sure as hell wasn't this.
"It wasn't even serious, it was just Kurt's gay, and I'm gay and we were just fooling around" She said, breaking down into sobs again. I couldn't even react, I couldn't even comfort her. Kurt and a girl? Kurt and DANI, none the less. Possibly the two gayest people on earth, managed to get pregnant?
"Kurt. As in Kurt Hummel? as in Lady Hummel? as in Kurt the gayest man alive Hummel?" I spluttered, still in shock. Dani just nodded through her tears and I stood up, marching off in the direction of Kurt to find out just what the fuck was going on here. I found him sitting with an distraught Santana on the floor, Kurt trying to comfort her, but when he looked up and saw me, his facial expression changed to one that even an alien could have guessed read 'Oh shit.'
"Kurt." I said, managing the happiest voice I could, "a word, please." He got up and followed me to the bathroom, where I shut the door and he instantly started panicking.
"I know, I know. What do I do? Dani didn't tell me, she didn't tell me but now I know. I've ruined everything Rachel, me and Blaine, Santana being my friend, Dani being my friend, god, you probably even hate me now!" He said, burying his face in his hands.
"Kurt. We are going to figure this out. We are going to fix this up, and until then, we are going to have to change where everyone in this god damn drama filled apartment sleeps, because Santana wants to kill Dani, Santana will want to kill you when she finds out, Dani probably wants to kill you and even though I don't want to kill any of you, I'm going to have to have one of the girls come use my room!" I sighed, internally cursing the god damned drama filled nut house I lived in. "We will figure it out." I repeated.
A/N: So I know it's not a sappy happy everything's all better endings that like every one shot ever written has, but I think there's more of a conclusion than the last chapter and to be quite honest, I didn't actually edit the last chapter before I posted it and I put Dani being pregnant in there as a joke and forgot to change the pregnancy test to a blade and so there was never meant to be a part 2 haha.. Anyway, let me know what you thought of this one and remember to inbox/ tweet (@dantana5ever)/ comment any requests, suggestions, thoughts etc. You may have for any sort of Demi one shot (excluding Dimon for obvious reasons cx)
