Saving Her.

Again?

MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW:
"Fuck, Calum, we need to go. Santana and Brianna are in trouble." I said grabbing the keys.
"What the hell is going on?" Calum asked.
"All I know is that they are in trouble." I said. We got there in 10 minutes, probably because of the speed we were going.
"Oh my god." Calum said. I looked in the direction he was. I saw the car.
"Fuck. Again?" I said. Running into the store.
"I'm crazy, Santana. Come out you little bitch." I heard Rebecca say.
I looked over at the owner, "the bathroom" he said. Me and Calum ran into the bathroom.
"Michael, lovely surprise." Rebecca said.
"Santana, stay in you're place." I said.
"Shut up," she pointed the gun towards me, "Santana, you might wanna come out, if you don't, I will shoot him." She said. Then a stall door creeped open. Fuck.

SANTANA'S POINT OF VIEW:
Fuck. "Just let him go." I said. Michael looked at me.
"Please Rebecca. We don't want no trouble. Just drop it. The past is in the past. Let us go." Michael said. She had the gun pointed at me and then she pointed it to Michael. She shot but missed.
"I'm gonna make all the tables turn Michael." She said. Brianna slowly got out of her stall. She got behind Rebecca without her noticing and took the gun.
"Get out of here. Mess with us one more time, you will be 6 feet under." Brianna told her. We followed her to make sure she didn't do anything. She got in her car and drove off.
"Santana, are you alright." He asked me.
"Yeah, I got my dress." I said giggling.
"?You're cute." He said poking my nose.
"Brianna, no more hanging out with Santana." Calum said laughing.
"Im tired." I said yawning.
"You can sleep in the car." Michael said, "Calum, can I talk to you alone." He asked Calum.

MICHAEL'S POINT OF VIEW:
"Calum, can me and Santana move in with you? I know for a fact that Rebecca followed her and knows where we live." I asked Calum.
"Of course." He said.
"Thanks mate." I said. I gave him a hug. We walked back to the car and drove off.
"Santana, we are going to go home and pack up." I told Santana.
"But why? I like our house." Santana pouted.
"Because Rebecca knows where we live." I told her.
"This sucks." Santana said with tears in her eyes. I know that pregnancy can cause hormones so that is probably where this is coming from.
" I know. I promise, I will start looking for places." I told her.
"Okay." She cheered up. We got to the house.
"Santana, I finally found the girl of my dreams. Give me 25 to life. I've been looking under rocks, everywhere. Tell them other guys to loose you're number because you're done. Every chance I get, I'm gonna turn you on. I know that you can't help but turn heads. Don't you know you're mine. I love you." I told her.
"I love you mikey." She said, "lets start packing." She said.