It wasn't meant to be

I promise

Santana pov

What was I doing? What was I thinking?! I have a boyfriend..granted I'm not in love with him but I can't go having affairs, not to Sam. Sam is sweet and doesn't mean any harm...

I need to end this...but I don't know with who. Is my rep more important then my happiness with Quinn. I wanna be with Quinn but her issue with drugs and her whole punk attitude...I love her but that's too much.

Me and Quinn have been going at it for two weeks and I need to finally end it. " cmon...pick up-" I was cut off when I heard the phone answer.

"Fabray how may I help you?"

"Quinn we need to talk...can we meet up somewhere?"

"Well I mean I'm going to this party later on tonight- we can meet there and talk," I hear it through the phone Quinn thinks I'm talking about sex.

"Quinn I'm serious I mean TALK," I say putting emphasis on talk.

"Alright alright I'll pick you up at 7 and we can talk," she says and I hang up.

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Time flies by as I get ready to head out. I have a simple black see through long sleeve shirt and black ripped jeans on and I put on my red lipstick and curl my hair.

"Santana! Some girl is hear for you!" I hear papi yell and I rush to put on my black heels and go down the steps.

"Me and Quinn are gonna go hang out with some friends, I'll be back soon, love you!" I say rushing out the door to the car parked in front of my house.

It's a quiet drive and I try to find myself to build the courage to tell her. "Santana"

"Quinn" I reply back.

"Do you wanna talk or?" She questions focusing on the road as we pull to this modern looking house.

"we can't-"

"No," I hear her say and I snap my neck facing her.

"You're MINE, Santana, and your trying to leave because of some rep,"

"It's not about the rep Quinn...look at you, your a pink haired druggy with Ryan Seacrest tatted on her back!"
I feel so broken telling her this but she needs to change.

"You use to be so full of this joy and love and I loved that about you...I still love you but what am I going to do if you die one day because you do to much..." I say and when I don't get a reply I get ready to get out but she grabs my arm and wanks me to face her and we lock eyes.

Her hazel eyes...she so beautiful... "I'll change, I promise," She says kissing me.

The rest of the night was fun we danced and had a few drinks...well I had a few drinks. Quinn said this will be her last time ever doing any of this and well I put my trust in her.

"Hey babe you good?" I was sitting on the couch thinking when I heard the punk ask me the question.

"Yea I'm good just tired,"

"Cmon let's take you home," she says helping me up.

Quinn maybe some punk loser but she still has a heart, she still cares and feel love but I just need to help her break this...thing the addiction, the attitude, all of it.