I M A G I N E S G A L O R E

Silent Cries. O3

Next day...

Santana nervously tapped his foot on the creaky wood, waiting on Y/N. She had been asleep since he cracked her neck but he was starting to have other thoughts, even though she was breathing.

He had her mouth taped because she'd definitely cause some kind of racket when she woke up.

"Come on, Y/N..." he said after standing up, nervously shaking her.

A few more pushes and she slowly opened her eyes. She sat upright, releasing muffled screams.

"Shh..." He warned as he stared into her watery eyes.

"I'm gonna remove the tape, you're gonna get up and get ready for school, aight?" He said while holding her forearm with a firm grip.

She nodded as she wiped the unexpected tear that had fallen. He slowly ripped it off, making her hiss in pain and still, it was the most gentle he'd ever been with her.

"Brought you a lil sum to eat," he said.

"To keep me quiet...?" Y/N vaguely said, causing his eyes to widen at her tone.

She knew she'd get some kind of battery but at this point she didn't care. "What you saw... you wouldn't understand. It's just-"

"Well I saw it. I'm the one who has to deal with it for the rest of my life. All that trauma you caused me-"

"AYE!" He yelled, making her quaver in the process. "Watch ya mouth. What I do is none of ya business. You still got clothes on ya back right? Some food too, don't run that shit on me Y/N!"

By now, his anger had gotten the better of him and he was ready to make a mark on her body. "Santana, Mami is gone! I can't pretend like everything's okay because it's not. I saw you kill her!"

She felt two hot slaps on her face and he began strangling her. It caught her off guard and she gasped for the air she could barely receive.

"YOU GOTTA STOP SAYIN' THAT, YOU UNGRATEFUL BRAT!" He continued.

She tried to grab whatever she could and used her legs to kick him in his lower body, making him groan. His grip loosened, but not enough so with one hand trying to fight his large ones off, she used her other hand to stick her fingers into his eye, making him screech in pain.

She got up and ran into the bathroom to get ready.

Crazy how she wanted to kill herself but fought hard every time Santana tried to. She wouldn't give him the satisfaction.

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School...

"I'm kinda mad at you..." Macy pouted at Bryson.

He let out a sigh before walking away from his friends with Macy. He let out a dry chuckle as he gripped onto his backpack. "What I do?" He questioned, earning a flirtatious above from the girl.

He really thought she looked like Sabrina Carpenter. "I waited for you after practice, silly..."

"I thought you was waiting for Jake," he said with a sly smile. "You know, for the assignment?"