Santana Lopez (ikeepitreal) wrote in zombieslogs, @ 2014-01-31 23:02:00 |
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Entry tags: | santana lopez |
Who: Santana
What: Musing
When: Backdated to last night
Where: Prison Infirmary
Warnings: None
Santana had been keeping busy in the infirmary lately. She had so much on her mind and anyone that knew Santana knew she wasn’t one for talking out her feelings and emotions. Well, there were a few exceptions to that rule and the person she actually had gone to, Lynda Rumancek, was one of them. Lynda had given her a lot of good advice (and alcohol too) about this whole deal with Quinn. Not that Santana had followed any of it, in fact, they’d been back to doing their whole avoidy thing again. It was stupid, she knew it, because she had all these feelings for the blonde that she hadn’t exactly been forthright about. Sure, they’d had sex for like hours and hours without stopping and then there had been the whole thing with Christmas and everything but after that it had just gotten weird again. They were both so stubborn and if she didn’t break down and talk to Quinn and even tell her how she felt, it was likely neither of them were going to. She just needed to put her stupid pride aside and do it and let go of her anger over this whole did she drug me/didn’t she drug me crap.
And if that wasn’t enough, Kurt just took off and Santana wasn’t sure how she felt about that. She and Kurt had been the only two from Lima that had been at the prison for a long time, until the others finally came along and they’d gotten close. She actually missed his queeny little ass, even if she wouldn’t full out admit it and cover it with insults on how dumb he was to pack up and take off like that. She did miss him and she knew Blaine did too, not to mention Finn and Rachel. They needed to stick together now, no matter how much she pretended they shouldn’t. Her, Quinn, Finn, Rachel and Blaine were all that was left from home and all that was left of her family and they needed to hold onto that.
God, she was seriously way too emo, what the hell was wrong with her? When did she go soft? This was so not happening. Except it was and honestly, Santana might pretend she hated it and that she hated them, but that wasn’t true at all. Not even a little bit.