I'm Unbroken. ~(Sequel to I'm Not Leaving)

Chapter 2.

Imagining life without Santana, was something I had to go through on a daily basis. It ran through my mind more than positive thoughts would. Without Santana, life just isn't worth living. She is the one that holds me up, from falling over and crumbling completely. She saved me, without realising it. She gives me hope, and happiness in life, and without that, I am nothing. Without Santana, I am nothing. She is my other half, and she is the one I am supposed to be spending the rest of my life with. Not the one who I have to go on without with nothing but memories, and photos to remember her by. She needs to be by my side day by day. I need to be by her side day by day, no matter what the outcome of this is. If Santana gives up, and decides to fly high up into the clouds to a beautiful place called Heaven, then I need to be with her until the day comes. I pray, that day won't come for a long time, but if it is going to come early, then I need to be with her just like I would be if she were healthy. 

"Please wake up." I cried, resting my head down on top of our hands that were keeping us as one. There was a knock at the door, and instead of looking up to see who it was, I remained silent, and stayed in the position I was in.

"Hi Brittany, it's time for Santanas medication." It was a nurse. They were so caring, and lovely here. They let me stay in the room, no matter what was going on. Many people don't get the opportunity to stay with their loved one while they under go surgery, or get their medication stabbed into their body. But they let me, and I am truly grateful for just that.

I let go of Santanas hand, promising it won't be for long, then shuffled my seat back against the wall, and watched as the many nurses and doctors filed in and injected a lot of different medication into Santana. She lay, so still. One of the nurses turned to face me, and held out a face cloth. "Do you want to wash her face, and maybe fix her hair up? I hear she has visitors coming in tonight." She smiled.

I nodded, and stood up. One of the many things I was allowed to do, under supervision was wash Santanas face, and fix her hair so she looked a little better for anyone who was coming into visit. I took the face cloth, and walked toward my beautiful fiance. I sat down next to her, and careful ran the cloth over her face, then gave it back to the nurse, before leaning down and pecking Santana on the forehead. I took the comb from the bedside cabinet and ran it through Santanas hair. It didn't make much of a difference, but I think Santana would like knowing someone took care of her, and made her look presentable. 

The nurses left the room, and so I returned to the position that I had been in for weeks on end. I remained like that for a few hours until Kurt had returned with a takeaway box from breadstix, followed by Quinn and Cass who looked as though they had seen a ghost. Kurt handed me the breadstix, which I placed on the bed side cabinet and promised to eat it later. Kurt sat next to me, while Quinn and Cass sat on the other side of Santana and took her free hand in theirs.

"Santana, girl. When are you going to wake up?" Quinn chuckled lightly, but then slowly her face turned and a tear trickled down her cheek. "Please wake up before nationals."

"Quinn, don't spoil it for her!" Kurt joked. "We hadn't told her that yet."

"Sorry." Quinn let out a laugh, causing me to smile. "I may as well tell her then?" She raised an eyebrow to me. I nodded, then looked down to Santana. "We won regionals. I don't really know how considering our lead dancer was by your side. But we did it."

"We dedicated our song to you though, and if its okay with Britt, we want to sing it now for you?" Kurt looked from Santana to me.

Why hadn't I had thought of singing Santana a song? 

I nodded, then the three stood up. Kurt walked around and stood in between the two girls, then pressed play on his Iphone. The music began playing, and I immediately had tears falling freely from my eyes.