The Girl Next Door Preview - Chapter 23
Warning: Strong language.
“Face it, Santana, I always knew you were into girls. You’d stare at the pictures of naked chicks in my bedroom more than you did with me but you still fucked me,” Puck teases vengefully while Santana can taste the bile rise in her throat. She doesn’t want to look at him anymore. She doesn’t need to listen to this. “And now that your precious Brittany is on the Cheerios, she’s stepped into a whole new league,” Puck whispers as he levels his eyes with Santana’s. “Those short skirts, bare legs, damn… Those outfits were aimed to tease but McKinley has a reputation for pleasing instead, isn’t that right Santana?” Puck smirks venomously. “So you better tell everyone in this school that I didn’t force no-one into nothin’, otherwise Brittany won’t just be spreading her legs to stretch for Nationals.”
Santana can feel her fingers twitch as Puck squares up to her. She can feel her nostrils flare and her teeth grind against each other while a hot surge of anger fires up her spine and around her neck. Yet, she remains silent.
“Because at the end of the day, everyone single one of those cheerleaders: gay, straight or bi have at least once begged me to fuck her. So I’ll make sure Brittany isn’t any exception, unless you set the school straight and tell the truth and that she’s a lying conniving bitch who needs to be put in her place.”
“It wasn’t her fault…” Santana repeats assertively although tears threaten to form in the corners of her black angry eyes. “She didn’t say anything, and I swear, if you touch her, I’ll lie and say the exact opposite so everyone will look at you knowing what a poisonous rat you are… If you ever lay a hand on her,” she threatens. It would have been easier if Santana had just told him the truth about Brittany, but she knows that if she did, then he would certainly use it against her for his own good. So it was out of the question.
“Wrong choice, Santana,” Puck sighs disappointedly, licking his lips and grinding his jaw before he begins to straighten up again, allowing Santana some space to breath. “Let the games begin!” He claps slowly, walking backwards while presenting a crooked grin on his lips. “Oh, and another thing, if you want a head start then I’d keep an eye on Quinn, ‘cause she’s playing too,” he winks before turning around to walk back into the school.
Santana stands frozen at the doorway, lips parted and eyes unfocused while she tries to muster up what the hell had just happened. However, there is nothing. For the first time in her life, Santana Lopez, a girl who was once so sure about everything, has no idea what to do.
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[Authors Note]
So, like… I’m so sorry that it has taken so long for me to update when I said it would be sooner. (lol @ so many so’s being used in the first sentence and then again right there…)
I’ve had to deal with a lot over the last few months which included quitting college to keep look after my mum so my inspiration for writing kinda got lost for a while there.
Which is kinda sad because I’ve been really excited to write this chapter and I’ve known what I’ve wanted to write for the longest time but I couldn’t seem to find the words.
I just don’t want you to think that I’ve stopped caring about this story because that’s absolutely not the case! I love writing this fic just as equally as I did when I started it almost one year ago (omg!)
So… (hah) I just wanted to let you know that I’ve got my writing mojo back after trying to write this chapter for the longest time. It looks like it’s gonna be a long ass chapter because I thought I was almost finished but I think I’m about half way, lol. So hopefully that makes up for the lost time and I’m so excited to share it with you all. I’m off work today and writing is all I will be doing because I’ve missed it so much.
Thank you for your patience and love and just for taking the time to read my fic, seriously. :)
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