Puck's POV
The motor on my car revved as I sped down the road towards Santana's house. How did this happen? Again? I pounded my fists against the steering wheel and cursed, making myself feel even worse.
I knocked on the door and texted a certain number on my phone, tapping my foot on the welcome mat. "Open the door Santana! I know you're home alone, only your car is here!"
I slowly turned the handle on the door and pushed it open, stepping back as I saw the drops of red liquid on the carpet. I've never actually been in here, Santana never lets me.
"What the hell...," I mumbled, stepping over the stains and heading down the hall, opening doors until I saw a tanned figure sprawled out on a bed, covered with light blue bruises and scabbed cuts. "Oh...my..."
I ran over to the bed, bending down so I could see her face in front of me. I put my hands on her neck. Freezing.
My hands fumbled around in my pocket for my phone, my hands shaking violently and my heart racing. "Crap, crap..." I mumbled, dialing 911.
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I opened the front door and let the medics in, keeping my head down to not let anyone see the tears rolling down my cheeks. This is all happening way too fast.
I choked as I saw the stretcher fly past me, just seeing a blob of dark curly hair peeking out. I frantically called the one person who I can trust the most.
"Look dude, I really need you to meet me at the hospital. Like, in ten minutes."
"Wait, why? I'm with Rachel right now," Finn said on the other end of the phone.
"Just, please dude." I hung up and ran to my car, chasing after the ambulance.
Brittany's POV
"You know what I heard? Santana Lopez is in the hospital. Something about her being preggers. Isn't that crazy?" I heard a voice a couple rows behind me whisper. I furrowed my eyebrows and pulled out my phone, not caring if it's in the middle of a movie theater and my mom will yell at me for it later.
I texted Santana and asked her where she was. We always know where each other is, always. Plus, she would've told me if she was pregnant.
"Mom, can we go? This movie doesn't really make sense." I asked, nudging my mom sitting next to me.
"Honey, it's a kid's movie. Even your sister gets it." She whispered back, gesturing to the enraptured little girl sitting on the seat next to her.
"Please?"
She rolled her eyes and we shuffled out of the theater, leaving my sister and my dad sitting in the audience.
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Puck's POV
"Come on...," I whispered, laying my head on the sleeping Latina's shoulder. "What even happened to you?"
The doctor opened the door and walked in, adjusting the IVs hooked into Santana's arm.
"She's not with child. But, she did get a pretty nasty beating. Do you know who is responsible?" He asked. I shook my head.
"I don't know, I just walked in and there she was." I said, looking up with Santana's hand in mine. He smiled and gave me a firm pat on the back and walked out, leaving me alone in my thoughts.
"Puck?" I heard a voice come from behind me. I turned around and there stood a tall blonde with red puffy eyes and a tear stained shirt.
"Oh god, Brittney," I said. I stood up and let her take my spot. When I stepped out the door, I ran into Finn.
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believe in me | santana x brittany
Fanfiction. . . Santana Lopez has been keeping a secret hidden for years. She hasn't even told her best friend, Brittany, who's stood by her since they were seven years old. When she joins the school's Glee club, she finds out that people are more accepting t...
