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Santana Lopez (auntie_snixx) wrote in madisonvalley,
@ 2017-08-04 14:16:00

Entry tags:

!closed, !log, ~2017 august, ~25 points, ~~quinn fabray (butyoucantletgo), ~~santana lopez (auntie_snixx)

WHO: Santana Lopez and Quinn Fabray
WHERE: At the apartment
WHEN: Saturday August 5th, 2017
WHAT: Returning from lovely time together, they talk about AU Madison
RATING: PG-13?
STATUS: in progress, incomplete

The morning had been like living a lap of luxury. With school quickly approaching and Santana about to take on a heavier course load, she needed the relaxing times. On top of that, things had been a awkward with the latest experience. Quinn had been one of the unlucky ones to fall into a coma and when she came to, things were definitely not right with her. There was a distance between the two. Santana had racked her brain trying to figure out ways to get Quinn to talk and was walking on eggshells. There were times she would catch looks from Quinn that would freeze her blood or think there were daggers for eyes. She had taken to picking up a few extra shifts at Verdant to wait until Quinn was asleep and even then, there was a hesitation on even sharing the same bed with her. A few nights, Santana had fallen asleep on the sofa, fully dressed. She tried to play it off, but she knew Quinn would probably see right through her at this point.

But today was a day for something to give. Santana had booked a couples massage for them along with a nice prepared breakfast beforehand. It was fabulous, but she couldn't enjoy it as much as she had wanted to because of the things between them still going on. She kept her mouth shut and made sure Quinn enjoyed the food and the massage. Now that they were back at home, fed and rested and a bit sore from the massage, Santana slipped onto the couch and closed her eyes. Tiredness wanted to overtake her - massages usually did that. She'd normally take a nap. But she eyed Quinn.

"Want some coffee? Tea? Me?" she asked, looking at Quinn from the sofa with a weak smile.

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butyoucanletgo
2017-08-05 05:39 pm UTC (link)

Oh, Quinn had noticed the empty space beside her much more frequently than normal. She also knew a lot of it was her fault. Since coming to from her coma, Quinn had found herself unable to shake what she'd experienced in AU Madison Valley. It haunted her at night and yes, even overtook her during the day. She didn't mean to look at Santana with fear or a bit of hate. This was not he same Santana, the one who had her tied to her bed, biting her, playing with her like cat and mouse. Just thinking of it made Quinn shiver, shake uncontrollably, and it was difficult to not think of it at some point during the day. The hardest thing was not thinking about it around her fiancee, but Santana couldn't help that she reminded Quinn of the vampire version and the horrible things she experienced while with her.

Though today was going to be different because they were going for massages, a delicious meal, and hopefully a chance at recovering from that horrible weak Quinn was unconscious. It had been enjoyable, but the tension remained thick enough that you could cut it with a knife. Quinn was really trying her hardest to be more relaxed, more open with Santana, but the task remained difficult and though they were both trying, it remained somewhat of a stand off emotionally for both of them. It frustrated Quinn because she desperately wanted to get over all of this and get back to looking for a house and planning a wedding, a future for them. She didn't want to let one shitty experience taint this precious gift she'd been given: a life with Santana, the woman she loved.

Once they were back home, Santana settled on the couch and Quinn figured she'd be asleep in five minutes. Massages tended to make them both a little sleepy, but right now? Quinn couldn't help, but feel very much awake. When Santana asked if she wanted anything, including herself, Quinn couldn't help, but give the other woman a sincere, sweet smile in return. Santana was really trying and Quinn knew it was about time she just told her what happened. If she didn't she rain the risk of tearing this relationship apart and that was the last thing she wanted to do. Santana had already been through that pain and Quinn didn't want to be the reason for it again.

"How about coffee and then you? I think we should talk. About AU Madison..." Quinn sunk down on the sofa beside her fiancee and reached out for Santana's hand, grasping it tightly.

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auntie_snixx
2017-08-08 06:32 pm UTC (link)

Santana nodded and went to the coffee maker and ran through the steps to make the coffee. She was impatient and kept glaring at the machine to make it quicker, because talking as the next thing. She held herself a little, out of sight of Quinn. Sometimes, talking was good. But this - this didn't seem like it was going to be the good kind of talk. Especially with what Quinn possibly went through. She had heard snippets - vampires mostly - but a dark Madison.

Moments later, the coffee made, Santana brought two oversized mugs out and handed one to Quinn. She sat and folded herself up on the sofa, legs resting underneath her. She looked down at her coffee for a moment before taking a small sip.

"So..." she said, her eyes open and peering at Quinn. "What's the story" she asked softly, her eye glancing down to the engagement ring that rested on Quinn's finger before going back to Quinn's face.

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butyoucanletgo
2017-08-10 04:45 pm UTC (link)

As the smell of fresh, brewing coffee filled the room, the blond nibbled on her bottom lip nervously. Should she do this? Should she be saying anything at all? What consequences would this potentially have on their relationship? Would it be better or worse for this honesty? Quinn didn't know exactly how much Santana knew about what the other Madison Valley had been like. She figured like most of the town she possessed a vague idea, but probably that was all. She doubted the comments about blood would go unnoticed on the network. There were just way too many of them to be ignored or missed. The thought made Quinn's stomach churn.

Santana returned to the living room, passing an oversized mug to Quinn and the blond smiled in gratitude. She took a small sip, letting the warmth attempt to calm her despite the conversation she was about to have. As the liquid slipped down her throat, Quinn shivered inadvertently. She swallowed, feeling Santana's eyes on her and she knew the other woman was just as nervous as she was about what Quinn was about to say. It could potentially break them and both of them were very aware of it. The other woman's eyes trailed to her engagement ring and Quinn felt sick. There was no way she could let go of Santana. They had come too far, but what if Santana, after it all, did not feel the same way?

"When I fell into a coma, I woke up in another Madison Valley," Quinn replied quietly. "It was a bad place to put it lightly. Vampires ran the town, Santana." She took a deep breath because the next part was going to be the hardest part of all. "You were a vampire Santana."

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auntie_snixx
2017-08-15 03:19 am UTC (link)

"I heard" Santana said, chiming in, reaching out and holding Quinn's hand. She could tell there was something more. The way that Quinn had been acting and was acting now, it was all out of the ordinary. She listened as Quinn finished and Santana recoiled out of shock.

"A vampire?" she said, her voice reaching a higher pitch than normal and her eyes widening. "I can't imagine I was a good vampire, from what everyone has said about that place since coming back" she said, shaking her head.

"What" she said, her voice happened, lowering into a near whisper. "What happened there?" she asked, almost not wanting an answer from her fiancee.

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butyoucanletgo
2017-08-15 03:46 pm UTC (link)

Quinn gripped Santana's hand tightly, but when Santana recoiled, the blond could only feel a horrible massive amount of guilt riddled inside her. She didn't want to upset Santana more than she already was. In fact, she wanted to stop talking right there or build some lie like Santana was good, but she knew that was not what her fiancee would have wanted from her. If they were going to spend the rest of their lives together, they had to be honest with each other now or never at all.

"Yes, a vampire," Quinn confirmed with a slow nod. "No, I don't think there was such a thing as a good vampire there, Santana." She was pretty sure all the vampires were soulless beings with only a desire and lust for blood. Vampire Santana had a strange obsession with her, but she knew there was no love behind that need for Quinn. She just wanted to keep her as a sort of pet. The thought alone made Quinn shiver and for a second, she seriously believed the temperature had dropped in the room.

And Santana wanted to know what happened and Quinn wanted to do anything and everything, but tell her. It was too late to go back though and both of them knew it. Quinn could only be honest now. The blonde took a deep breath. "You kidnapped me. I was tied up, to your bed, you were playing with me. Like torture. It was...horrifying."

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auntie_snixx
2017-08-15 05:05 pm UTC (link)

Santana's eyes widened and she covered her mouth with her hand in shock. "What?" she said, barely above a whisper. Her voice caught in her throat as she looked at Quinn. "How? Why?" croaked out as she looked at Quinn. How could she even look at her, how could she have lived with her since coming to and not been scared of her. Santana shook her head.

"I'm so sorry" she said, fighting back the urge to scream and cry for what Quinn had gone through, her voice still barely above the whisper. Why would that happen. She couldn't imagine it and what Quinn had gone through.

"I'm so, so sorry"

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butyoucanletgo
2017-08-16 12:44 pm UTC (link)

As quickly as the words came out was a quickly as Quinn wanted to take them all back again. Santana's wide eyes, shocked expression, and the way her voice croaked, a weak whisper broke Quinn and she felt hot tears burning in her eyes. Why did she say anything at all? It would have been better if she'd kept her mouth shut, wouldn't it? No, she had to tell the truth otherwise what kind of relationship would they have? Still, doing the right thing wasn't always all that it was cracked up to be.

"Santana, it's okay. That wasn't you. That isn't you," Quinn reached out and took her fiancee's hand tightly in her own. "I promise. I love you."

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