Chapter three

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Santana's Pov

Well that just happened. Honestly I don't know what I'm feeling, or honestly seeing at this point. Gosh it's so dark out, why did I decide to run out of the house. I could've stormed upstairs, slammed a door or two, but know I decide to run away from home. And yet I'm still moving.

A van started driving down the street, the headlights blinding me. "Hey you," someone from inside the van yelled, "get in the car now!!!"

I started sprinting but the van caught up to me and someone inside jumped out and grabbed my arm. I did what I do best and kicked him in the balls. He crumpled to the ground but his five friends were also there.

I was about to scream as loud as I could but another one of the guys put his hand over my mouth. I was lifted off the ground but that didn't stop me from kicking everything in close distance. One of the guys took out a shiny object, the headlights reflect off it and as it turns out it's a gun.

I kicked the guy who was holding me up and he loosened his grip so I ripped his arms off me and repeatedly kicked him. You may be asking how I know all these fighting moves but that's a different story for a different time.

I was punched in the eye and out of instinct I punched that guy in the nose and he stepped back. Don't underestimate me because of my age.

"Someone grab her." One of the guys said. I smirked and pulled pepper spray out of the waistband of my pants, don't ask, and sprayed all of their eyes.

All of the guys started complaining and I kicked the standing ones to the ground and bolted. I ran so fast that the guys lost me and they decided to give up. I ended up back in front of my house and I saw someone sitting inside.

Did they even try to look for me? Tears started forming in my eyes thinking about what my mom had said. I walked up the steps onto our porch and entered the house slamming the door.

"Santana?" I heard Rachel ask as I walked into the family room. "I've been waiting all night for you to show up, I guess I can text everyone else to come back." Rachel pulled out her phone and started typing away.

I sat next to her and laid my head on her shoulder. Rachel put her arm around me and tears started running down my cheeks. Everything that had happened in the past hour was just too much and so I let it all out. Hiccuping, coughing, snot and tears everywhere, I was a mess. Rachel didn't mind though, she just held me the whole time.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Rachel asked looking at me concerned running her finger around the bruise that's starting to form around my eye. I just shook my head and got off the couch. As I did that the door slammed open and in came four worried and tired looking people.

"I'm going to bed." I stated with no emotion in my voice as I started to make my way upstairs.

"I'm going to go check on her." I heard my mom say behind me but Blaine told her to let me have my space. I half smiled because I have one of the best brothers ever.

Puck's Pov

"Well that was fucking scary." I said to Quinn as we made breakfast for the family. After the incident last night everyone went to their separate rooms to crash. Nobody got to actually talk about what happened besides Rachel who told us what happened when Santana had gotten home.

"Please don't talk about it, I just want to forget it happened." Quinn replied groggily. Santana came stomping down the stairs looking worn down. I gave her a sideways smile and she just looked at me tiredly.

Quinn and I shared a look of worry as we served Santana her pancakes. She thanked us quietly and started eating. Blaine and Rachel came racing down the stairs after smelling the food. They both sat down and we all ate silently.

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