Knock knock knock...knock knock knock...
"Hello....Santana erm...Ashfield? I've come here to see if you wanted to take part in a survey for the Hot Topic store at the mall? I'm an employee, and I live near here in the other neighborhood." They say.
Silence. That's all I heard...the door wasn't closed all the way so I pushed and the door creaked open. Then I saw it. She was lying on her back with a blade in her hand and cuts up and down her arms. She was unconscious but I knew I had to help her. I grabbed her ankles and dragged her out of the apartment. There was a small blood trail, I continue pulling until I reach the stairs.
I bent down and picked her up princess style and carefully placed her in the back seat of my car. I then got in and sped to the nearest emergency room. I rushed her inside and yelled for help. They put her on a stretcher yelling commands at each other. Some nurse walked over to me.
"Whats her name?" She asks.
I thought for a while until it came to me.
"Santana Ashfield." I say.
She writes it down and asks another question.
"Are you a family member?"
I shook my head no and watched as she wrote it down.
"We will let you know when she is okay." She tells me.
I nodded once and walked away. I thought of leaving but decided against it. My phone started ringing and I clumsily fumbled to answer it.
"Hello?" I answer
"Where are you?"
"The hospital" I answer again
"What? Why? Are you alright?"
"Yeah i'm fine i'll tell you later I got to go."
I see the nurse walking towards me and I quickly hung up.
"Mr- I never got your name." She says.
"Trevor Puckerman." I say.
She nods.
"Santana will live but there will be permanent scarring and possible mental scars." She says a little bit sympathetic.
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Come Back To Me
RomanceSantana is peculiar teenager. She was just getting out of high-school when her boyfriend asked her to move in with her. She happily accepted and moved in. They got married happily...But from there it just spiraled down. He got very stressed and o.d...
