fic: next [1/2]
Title: Next [1/2]
Pairing: Santana/Brittany
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Angsting it up. This is the first part of the sequel to Now. Like Now, this is a series of answering machine messages. Expect a normally structured fic with the second part of this sequel.
Spoilers: None.
Santana! It’s Rachel! I’m in LA for an audition! Where are you? We can meet up. Why haven’t you called us? Quinn is worried sick and we all miss you terribly. You know my number. Call me!
[Thursday, March 4, 11:04 a.m.]
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S? It’s Quinn. CALL ME.
[Saturday, April 3, 7:26 p.m.]
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Britt? It’s Rachel. Don called me to ask you where you’ve been. It’s been two months, sweetie. You need to get out. Quinn’s going to drop by later tonight with some take out and that documentary about ducks you like so much, okay? I’d be there, but you know I’m filming right now. Give Quinn and Di my love. And call Don. He’s worried, honey.
[Wednesday, April 7, 8:42 p.m.]
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Rachel? It’s Quinn. I’m worried. About both of them. You need to pick up your phone because we need to talk about this situation. I’m trying to hold down the fort with Britt, but this apartment is like death right now. I called Don and I’ve been forcing Britt to go dance once a week, but the rest of the week she lays on the couch curled around Santana’s UCLA sweatshirt. You know- the one with the mustard stain. It’s getting ridiculous. How is Santana? Call me.
[Wednesday, April 21, 8:21 p.m.]
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Quinn- pick up your phone. It’s Rachel. Santana is...
Well...
Okay, I’m not going to lie to you. She’s not okay. I’m worried about her. She spent the last three weekends passed out on my couch. I’m afraid one day the alcohol’s going to poison her and she’s not going to wake up. I just... I’m not Brittany. I don’t know what to do with her. I don’t know what to say. She walks around looking like she’s a lost puppy. There’s an emptiness in her eyes, Quinn. It’s just... sad.
[sigh]
Call me when you get this message.
[Thursday, April 22, 5:15 p.m.]
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S? It’s Quinn. CALL ME. I’m serious.
[Thursday, April 22, 8:17 p.m.]
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Rachel? It’s Santana. Did I leave my socks at your apartment by any chance? I’m sorry about last night. I just... I don’t know. I guess I overestimated myself. I’m sorry about your couch. I’ll pay for it! I just...
Just tell me if you find the socks.
[Monday, April 26, 6:54 a.m.]
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Santana Lopez- pick up the phone. This is Quinn Fabray speaking. It has been three months to the day since you last called. You’d better call me back right this instant. And not just for me. Dianna has something she wants to ask you. So at least call for her.
Call.
[Thursday, April 29, 6:19 p.m.]
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Quinn? It’s Rachel. Sorry I haven’t called lately. It’s just been so hectic between shooting and babysitting Santana. I need to go because I’ve only got about fifteen minutes before Santana comes over, but I just wanted to see how Brittany is to see if the situation is any better over there.
[Thursday, April 29, 7:17 p.m.]
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Rach? It’s Quinn. I got your message. Britt’s gone back to the studio, so I think the situation is calming over here. Don says he hasn’t seen her dance like this since he first picked her up. She’s having a big performance in May. You’ll be home by then, right? I think she wants you to be there. I don’t know. She’ll probably call you about it. I’m just letting you know now since you asked.
Is Santana okay? What’s going on? She won’t call me and I don’t know why. She’s really worrying me. And you- you’re worrying me, too. What is going on over there? One of you needs to tell me what’s going on. I’m serious. Anyways, Di sends her love. Call me.
[Friday, April 30, 5:12 p.m.]
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Quinn. It’s Santana. Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I’m alive. I’ve been busy with work. I have a life.
Send Di my love and tell her to feel free to call me any time and leave me a message. I’ve been busy a lot lately, but since you don’t pick up your phone anyways, it doesn’t make that much of a difference.
Anyways, L.A.’s been great so far. The people are much friendlier. It’s not quite home, but it’s getting there. I miss you guys, too. Just don’t worry too much about me, okay? I’m fine.
[Friday, April 30, 6:33 p.m.]
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Santana? It’s Di. I just... Mom says I’m not supposed to ask people, but you’ve always been really cool, so I just figured it’d be okay if I asked you.
You’re gay, right? You and Brittany?
I mean, it’s not like I really care. Rachel has two gay dads, right? Even though no one talks about it? I just... I think it’s normal. It’s just because Eric got called a ‘fag’ at school and I don’t know. I just... It makes me upset. And I didn’t know what to do. And Mom was all, “Just don’t make fun of people” even though Rachel rags on Mom all the time about what a bitch... I mean, how mean she used to be. I just... I figured you’d be the one to tell me what to do. What was in like? Growing up in Lima as gay? You knew Brittany back then, right? What was that like for you guys?
I guess you can take your time answering. But don’t call home! I think Mom’s started listening to my phone conversations. She always knows everything and it freaks me out.
I don’t know.
I guess you can write me a letter or something.
Or just call and if Mom picks up, just hang up.
Anyways, I miss you. Like, a lot.
Oh! And call Mom. She said she promises to pick up this time.
[Saturday, April 31, 3:11 p.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Friday, May 7, 11:32 p.m.]
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Hi, Rachel! It’s Brittany! How’s L.A.? I bet you’re busy. When are you coming back to New York? Because I’ve got this huge performance on May 20th and I really want you to be there! It’s going to be really cool and afterward we’re going to take Di out since it’s her fifteenth birthday! Can you believe she’s already fifteen? Isn’t that weird? I feel like it was yesterday that she got born.
Anyways, I miss you a lot! Come home to us soon! And call me when you get this message!
[Sunday, May 9, 2:22 p.m.]
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Santana Lopez, pick up the phone and call me. You will call me right now and tell me where the hell you are and where you’ve been. I mean it.
And Di says thank you for the letter.
[Monday, May 10, 8:12 p.m.]
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Santana? It’s Rachel. Quinn won’t stop calling me because you won’t call her. Will you just call her? Also, Puck’s coming this weekend. I don’t know where he plans on staying, but he certainly isn’t staying with me. I assume he means to call you and ask, so I’m warning you ahead of time- expect Puck to try and crash with you.
I miss having movie nights on Fridays. Call me.
[Thursday, May 13, 6:15 p.m.]
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[silence]
Britt?
[click.]
[Friday, May 14, 11:47 p.m.]
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Santana, did you call Brittany? She seems to be under the impression you did. I mean, it’s not a bad thing if you did. I just, we were wondering. There was a message on her machine that we thought was you, but it didn’t say.
S, it’s been a year.
I’m not really one to try at tell you how to live your life, but...
If you’re going to call her to apologize or talk or whatever, at least say something besides her name.
And...
[sigh]
Call Quinn. I’m sure she’ll be calling you soon. Also, you are aware that your best friend is leaving in three days, right? Because I’m going back to New York, and I haven’t seen you in almost two weeks. Call me, too. But call Quinn first- she’s going to explode soon.
[Sunday, May 16, 10:43 a.m.]
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Santana. It’s Rachel. I know you’re wondering. It was great. She was great. She looks beautiful. Everything about the performance was graceful and so seamless and effortless. She was amazing. I saw a few agents in the crowd. I have the feeling her career is about to take off.
I just thought I’d let you know. I’ll put some photos up on Facebook so you can see them.
[Friday, May 21, 3:22 p.m.]
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Santana Lopez, where are you? I have not heard from you in almost four months now.
Also, you’re not fooling anyone. We all know that it was you who’s been calling Brittany. If you’re going to pine after her an entire year later, at least talk to her.
And, in case you were wondering, she’s been seeing this girl named Katie. And they’re happy.
Anyways, call me.
Or Di.
She’s been meaning to call you, but she’s been pretty busy with school. I think she wants to be a cheerleader. Is it terrible or just cruel irony that this frightens me to death?
[sigh]
Call me.
[Monday, August 23, 2:15 p.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Saturday, August 28, 2:03 a.m.]
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Rachel? Rachel! Rachel, I need you to pick up your phone right now. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.
It’s about Santana. You need to come to the Pacific Alliance Medical Center right now. She’s... I don’t even know.
She was lost in Chinatown when I found her. She kept muttering something about Brittany and a bridge. She was so drunk, I had no idea what she was actually trying to say. She’s in the ICU right now. I think she was actually trying to drink herself into a coma. I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do. You need to get here right now.
[Saturday, April 23, 4:12 a.m.]
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Puck? Puck! I’m on my way. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.
[Saturday, April 23, 4:21 a.m.]
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Quinn. It’s Rachel. I can’t even... I’ve been back in the city for three days and... I can’t even be mad at her.
[soft sobbing]
I really thought we were going to lose her, Quinn.
I thought we were...
God, I know you have no idea what I’m talking about. I just...
Just call me, and I’ll tell you everything. I just...
Doesn’t she know we love her?
[sniffle]
Call me back. I don’t think I can explain right now.
[Saturday, April 23, 6:11 a.m.]
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How dare you? How dare you?! To me? To Di? To Puck? To Rachel? But above all, to Brittany? How dare you even think about leaving us? I can’t believe you would-
[sigh]
(No, Di, everything’s fine.)
Di wants to add a little something.
Aunt Santana?
Hi. It’s Di. We haven’t seen you in a while, and I just wanted to say hi, I guess, to make sure you still remember me. When are you coming to visit me? I want you to meet Eric. He’s got a lot he wants to talk to you about. Anyways, I’m going to give the phone back to Mom now. Be sure to call us, okay?
[crying]
I can’t even talk to you right now.
[Sunday, April 24, 3:12 p.m.]
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Hello, Quinn. It’s Rachel with a status support, since I know Santana hasn’t called you. She’s okay now. They have her all cleaned up, and she’s clear to go home tonight. She’s staying with me for a few days, though. I told her she should go to the local mental facility for a while, but she just gave me that ‘you’re kidding’ look, so we settled on Alcoholics Anonymous, which I would have forced her into anyways. I plan on spending weekends with her until I go back to New York, so, in theory, we should be okay.
Did you tell Brittany?
[Tuesday, April 26, 2:33 p.m.]
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Rachel, it’s Quinn. I just wanted to thank you for telling me.
[sigh]
I wish she would talk to me. She’s supposed to be my best friend.
I’m sorry. No offense. That came out wrong.
I just mean, we’ve known each other since we were little kids.
[sigh]
And of course I didn’t tell Brittany. How do I tell her? ‘Oh, hey, Britt, I’m glad to hear about your tour, by the way, Santana almost drank herself to death.’ is probably not going to go over well. I just don’t plan on telling her. If you want to tell her, be my guest. I’m not doing that to her. She’s too happy.
(What, sweetheart? It’s in the pantry. Go get it yourself.)
Anyways, that’s it.
(No, to the left. It should be to the left.)
Call me.
[Friday, April 29, 6:44 a.m.]
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Hey, Rach, it’s Santana.
I’m thinking about calling off Friday this week. I’m not feeling well. Call me.
[Tuesday, September 7, 7:12 a.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Friday, September 10, 11:21 p.m.]
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Hey, Rachel! It’s Brittany! Our tour is going to be in L.A. soon. Let’s meet up! I miss you! But bring sunglasses. Between you and me, there will be enough paparazzi to choke a horse, and I just want to hang out.
Miss you and love you! Call me!
[Thursday, November 26, 4:15 p.m.]
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Hey, Santana. It’s Quinn.
Thanks for calling Di.
It... means a lot to me.
I didn’t know.
She... never told me. About Eric. And I just...
We were those kids.
We were those kids who threw slushies.
We were those kids who threw insults.
And when I think about Kurt and Rachel I just...
So, thanks for talking to her.
I wish you would talk to me. I mean, I haven’t heard from you since... Since... well, since April.
I miss my best friend.
Call me.
[Tuesday, Feb 8, 6:44 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn. If you need anything from me, call me before Friday. It’s three years this Friday, in case you were not aware, so I will be spending the entire day with Santana from dawn to dusk. She continues to protest my presence in her office, but after last April, I decided that this was the course of action to take, and if she has so many complaints, she should remember them the next time she so wisely chooses to attempt suicide by alcohol poisoning.
[Monday, May 21, 5:22 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn.
It’s Santana.
Hi.
Sorry I never call.
Send Di my love.
[Thursday, May 24, 10:11 p.m.]
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Rachel! It’s Brittany! Jenny and I are going coming to L.A. so be sure to be ready to have tons of fun because I miss you and I can’t wait to hang out!
[Friday, October 12, 7:17 p.m.]
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Quinn- what the hell am I supposed to do? Britt and her new girlfriend are coming next week and Santana needs me. I have no idea who I’m supposed to tell ‘no’ to. I’m worried if I let Santana alone, she’s going to drink. I mean, I’ve cleaned her apartment multiple times and every time she’s managed to hide another bottle. I mean, they’re always unopened, but I know she likes the security of it being there if she needs it, and if I leave her, she’s going to need it. But I haven’t seen Britt in over a year. Ugh.
Anyhow, I think you should call me. I miss you, too. And send Di my love.
[Wednesday, October 17, 5:53 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn, it’s Britt. Do you know if Rachel has a boyfriend? She had this thing last Friday where she was trying to be all sneaky and say she wasn’t feeling well. I think she went out on a date. Do you know anything about this? Call me! Jenny and I are coming back in a few days, but in the mean time, tell Di I miss her. Oh, and I miss you, too. Love you!
[Sunday, October 28, 4:18 p.m.]
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S, I just wanted to remind you to call me if you need anything, okay? I mean, I figure it won’t be too long before I end up back in Los Angeles, but I’m a bit worried about you being all alone here. Just... stay away from parties with open bars and keep your chin up, okay?
I love you.
Be sure to call.
In fact, call me every Friday. Just to let me know you’re still breathing.
Okay.
I’ve got to go.
Love you!
[Friday, December 14, 7:49 a.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Friday, December 14, 11:11 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn, it’s Rachel. Do you know what Brittany’s new number is? I think she told me at one point, but I have no idea what it is anymore.
Call me and tell me! Thanks.
[Thursday, March 7, 4:52 p.m.]
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Hey, Brittany! It’s Rachel. There’s this project my friend Jacob’s been working on. Call me. I want to see if you’d be interested in being a part of it. I think it’d be really cool for you. I mean, it’s not official yet, but it’ll probably get picked up and turn out to be a success. Call me!
[Wednesday, June 12, 6:33 p.m.]
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Hey, Rach. It’s Santana.
Just called to say hello. It’s Friday. I’m sober.
Life’s been pretty mundane lately. It mostly considers of wake up, work, come home, eat, sleep, rinse and repeat.
I’m thinking about going back to New York for a few days in July to visit you and Quinn and Di.
I’ll just, uh... tell you as I plan this out more.
Yeah.
Okay.
Love you.
[Friday, June 21, 8:11 p.m.]
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Santana! Hi! Mom says you might be coming in a month! I can’t wait to see you! Anyways, I just called to say thank you for the letters and thank you for the gift.
We miss you!
And call Mom. She’s starting to freak out again.
[Monday, June 24, 4:53 p.m.]
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Hey, Rach. As it turns out, my life’s a bitch. I just got three new cases handed to me this morning, so I’m thinking I won’t be able to head out to New York. I’ll try and visit you guys some time soon. I promise. Tell Quinn not to worry and tell Di I miss her. Love you.
[Thursday, July 25, 4:12 p.m.]
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Hey, Britt! I’ve got news for you! Jacob’s movie idea was picked up! I’m going to L.A., and I want you to come with me. I’ve already secured a spot for you as a featured character slash dancer. All you have to do is pack your bags and say yes! You have to come because you’re my best friend and I want us to do something wonderful together. It’ll be somewhere between seven and ten months. I already talked to Don, so he’s totally okay with it, of course. Call me with your answer!
[Tuesday, September 3, 4:14 p.m.]
Pairing: Santana/Brittany
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Angsting it up. This is the first part of the sequel to Now. Like Now, this is a series of answering machine messages. Expect a normally structured fic with the second part of this sequel.
Spoilers: None.
Santana! It’s Rachel! I’m in LA for an audition! Where are you? We can meet up. Why haven’t you called us? Quinn is worried sick and we all miss you terribly. You know my number. Call me!
[Thursday, March 4, 11:04 a.m.]
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S? It’s Quinn. CALL ME.
[Saturday, April 3, 7:26 p.m.]
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Britt? It’s Rachel. Don called me to ask you where you’ve been. It’s been two months, sweetie. You need to get out. Quinn’s going to drop by later tonight with some take out and that documentary about ducks you like so much, okay? I’d be there, but you know I’m filming right now. Give Quinn and Di my love. And call Don. He’s worried, honey.
[Wednesday, April 7, 8:42 p.m.]
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Rachel? It’s Quinn. I’m worried. About both of them. You need to pick up your phone because we need to talk about this situation. I’m trying to hold down the fort with Britt, but this apartment is like death right now. I called Don and I’ve been forcing Britt to go dance once a week, but the rest of the week she lays on the couch curled around Santana’s UCLA sweatshirt. You know- the one with the mustard stain. It’s getting ridiculous. How is Santana? Call me.
[Wednesday, April 21, 8:21 p.m.]
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Quinn- pick up your phone. It’s Rachel. Santana is...
Well...
Okay, I’m not going to lie to you. She’s not okay. I’m worried about her. She spent the last three weekends passed out on my couch. I’m afraid one day the alcohol’s going to poison her and she’s not going to wake up. I just... I’m not Brittany. I don’t know what to do with her. I don’t know what to say. She walks around looking like she’s a lost puppy. There’s an emptiness in her eyes, Quinn. It’s just... sad.
[sigh]
Call me when you get this message.
[Thursday, April 22, 5:15 p.m.]
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S? It’s Quinn. CALL ME. I’m serious.
[Thursday, April 22, 8:17 p.m.]
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Rachel? It’s Santana. Did I leave my socks at your apartment by any chance? I’m sorry about last night. I just... I don’t know. I guess I overestimated myself. I’m sorry about your couch. I’ll pay for it! I just...
Just tell me if you find the socks.
[Monday, April 26, 6:54 a.m.]
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Santana Lopez- pick up the phone. This is Quinn Fabray speaking. It has been three months to the day since you last called. You’d better call me back right this instant. And not just for me. Dianna has something she wants to ask you. So at least call for her.
Call.
[Thursday, April 29, 6:19 p.m.]
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Quinn? It’s Rachel. Sorry I haven’t called lately. It’s just been so hectic between shooting and babysitting Santana. I need to go because I’ve only got about fifteen minutes before Santana comes over, but I just wanted to see how Brittany is to see if the situation is any better over there.
[Thursday, April 29, 7:17 p.m.]
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Rach? It’s Quinn. I got your message. Britt’s gone back to the studio, so I think the situation is calming over here. Don says he hasn’t seen her dance like this since he first picked her up. She’s having a big performance in May. You’ll be home by then, right? I think she wants you to be there. I don’t know. She’ll probably call you about it. I’m just letting you know now since you asked.
Is Santana okay? What’s going on? She won’t call me and I don’t know why. She’s really worrying me. And you- you’re worrying me, too. What is going on over there? One of you needs to tell me what’s going on. I’m serious. Anyways, Di sends her love. Call me.
[Friday, April 30, 5:12 p.m.]
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Quinn. It’s Santana. Don’t get your panties in a bunch. I’m alive. I’ve been busy with work. I have a life.
Send Di my love and tell her to feel free to call me any time and leave me a message. I’ve been busy a lot lately, but since you don’t pick up your phone anyways, it doesn’t make that much of a difference.
Anyways, L.A.’s been great so far. The people are much friendlier. It’s not quite home, but it’s getting there. I miss you guys, too. Just don’t worry too much about me, okay? I’m fine.
[Friday, April 30, 6:33 p.m.]
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Santana? It’s Di. I just... Mom says I’m not supposed to ask people, but you’ve always been really cool, so I just figured it’d be okay if I asked you.
You’re gay, right? You and Brittany?
I mean, it’s not like I really care. Rachel has two gay dads, right? Even though no one talks about it? I just... I think it’s normal. It’s just because Eric got called a ‘fag’ at school and I don’t know. I just... It makes me upset. And I didn’t know what to do. And Mom was all, “Just don’t make fun of people” even though Rachel rags on Mom all the time about what a bitch... I mean, how mean she used to be. I just... I figured you’d be the one to tell me what to do. What was in like? Growing up in Lima as gay? You knew Brittany back then, right? What was that like for you guys?
I guess you can take your time answering. But don’t call home! I think Mom’s started listening to my phone conversations. She always knows everything and it freaks me out.
I don’t know.
I guess you can write me a letter or something.
Or just call and if Mom picks up, just hang up.
Anyways, I miss you. Like, a lot.
Oh! And call Mom. She said she promises to pick up this time.
[Saturday, April 31, 3:11 p.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Friday, May 7, 11:32 p.m.]
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Hi, Rachel! It’s Brittany! How’s L.A.? I bet you’re busy. When are you coming back to New York? Because I’ve got this huge performance on May 20th and I really want you to be there! It’s going to be really cool and afterward we’re going to take Di out since it’s her fifteenth birthday! Can you believe she’s already fifteen? Isn’t that weird? I feel like it was yesterday that she got born.
Anyways, I miss you a lot! Come home to us soon! And call me when you get this message!
[Sunday, May 9, 2:22 p.m.]
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Santana Lopez, pick up the phone and call me. You will call me right now and tell me where the hell you are and where you’ve been. I mean it.
And Di says thank you for the letter.
[Monday, May 10, 8:12 p.m.]
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Santana? It’s Rachel. Quinn won’t stop calling me because you won’t call her. Will you just call her? Also, Puck’s coming this weekend. I don’t know where he plans on staying, but he certainly isn’t staying with me. I assume he means to call you and ask, so I’m warning you ahead of time- expect Puck to try and crash with you.
I miss having movie nights on Fridays. Call me.
[Thursday, May 13, 6:15 p.m.]
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[silence]
Britt?
[click.]
[Friday, May 14, 11:47 p.m.]
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Santana, did you call Brittany? She seems to be under the impression you did. I mean, it’s not a bad thing if you did. I just, we were wondering. There was a message on her machine that we thought was you, but it didn’t say.
S, it’s been a year.
I’m not really one to try at tell you how to live your life, but...
If you’re going to call her to apologize or talk or whatever, at least say something besides her name.
And...
[sigh]
Call Quinn. I’m sure she’ll be calling you soon. Also, you are aware that your best friend is leaving in three days, right? Because I’m going back to New York, and I haven’t seen you in almost two weeks. Call me, too. But call Quinn first- she’s going to explode soon.
[Sunday, May 16, 10:43 a.m.]
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Santana. It’s Rachel. I know you’re wondering. It was great. She was great. She looks beautiful. Everything about the performance was graceful and so seamless and effortless. She was amazing. I saw a few agents in the crowd. I have the feeling her career is about to take off.
I just thought I’d let you know. I’ll put some photos up on Facebook so you can see them.
[Friday, May 21, 3:22 p.m.]
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Santana Lopez, where are you? I have not heard from you in almost four months now.
Also, you’re not fooling anyone. We all know that it was you who’s been calling Brittany. If you’re going to pine after her an entire year later, at least talk to her.
And, in case you were wondering, she’s been seeing this girl named Katie. And they’re happy.
Anyways, call me.
Or Di.
She’s been meaning to call you, but she’s been pretty busy with school. I think she wants to be a cheerleader. Is it terrible or just cruel irony that this frightens me to death?
[sigh]
Call me.
[Monday, August 23, 2:15 p.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Saturday, August 28, 2:03 a.m.]
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Rachel? Rachel! Rachel, I need you to pick up your phone right now. I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.
It’s about Santana. You need to come to the Pacific Alliance Medical Center right now. She’s... I don’t even know.
She was lost in Chinatown when I found her. She kept muttering something about Brittany and a bridge. She was so drunk, I had no idea what she was actually trying to say. She’s in the ICU right now. I think she was actually trying to drink herself into a coma. I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do. You need to get here right now.
[Saturday, April 23, 4:12 a.m.]
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Puck? Puck! I’m on my way. I’ll be there in twenty minutes.
[Saturday, April 23, 4:21 a.m.]
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Quinn. It’s Rachel. I can’t even... I’ve been back in the city for three days and... I can’t even be mad at her.
[soft sobbing]
I really thought we were going to lose her, Quinn.
I thought we were...
God, I know you have no idea what I’m talking about. I just...
Just call me, and I’ll tell you everything. I just...
Doesn’t she know we love her?
[sniffle]
Call me back. I don’t think I can explain right now.
[Saturday, April 23, 6:11 a.m.]
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How dare you? How dare you?! To me? To Di? To Puck? To Rachel? But above all, to Brittany? How dare you even think about leaving us? I can’t believe you would-
[sigh]
(No, Di, everything’s fine.)
Di wants to add a little something.
Aunt Santana?
Hi. It’s Di. We haven’t seen you in a while, and I just wanted to say hi, I guess, to make sure you still remember me. When are you coming to visit me? I want you to meet Eric. He’s got a lot he wants to talk to you about. Anyways, I’m going to give the phone back to Mom now. Be sure to call us, okay?
[crying]
I can’t even talk to you right now.
[Sunday, April 24, 3:12 p.m.]
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Hello, Quinn. It’s Rachel with a status support, since I know Santana hasn’t called you. She’s okay now. They have her all cleaned up, and she’s clear to go home tonight. She’s staying with me for a few days, though. I told her she should go to the local mental facility for a while, but she just gave me that ‘you’re kidding’ look, so we settled on Alcoholics Anonymous, which I would have forced her into anyways. I plan on spending weekends with her until I go back to New York, so, in theory, we should be okay.
Did you tell Brittany?
[Tuesday, April 26, 2:33 p.m.]
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Rachel, it’s Quinn. I just wanted to thank you for telling me.
[sigh]
I wish she would talk to me. She’s supposed to be my best friend.
I’m sorry. No offense. That came out wrong.
I just mean, we’ve known each other since we were little kids.
[sigh]
And of course I didn’t tell Brittany. How do I tell her? ‘Oh, hey, Britt, I’m glad to hear about your tour, by the way, Santana almost drank herself to death.’ is probably not going to go over well. I just don’t plan on telling her. If you want to tell her, be my guest. I’m not doing that to her. She’s too happy.
(What, sweetheart? It’s in the pantry. Go get it yourself.)
Anyways, that’s it.
(No, to the left. It should be to the left.)
Call me.
[Friday, April 29, 6:44 a.m.]
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Hey, Rach, it’s Santana.
I’m thinking about calling off Friday this week. I’m not feeling well. Call me.
[Tuesday, September 7, 7:12 a.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Friday, September 10, 11:21 p.m.]
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Hey, Rachel! It’s Brittany! Our tour is going to be in L.A. soon. Let’s meet up! I miss you! But bring sunglasses. Between you and me, there will be enough paparazzi to choke a horse, and I just want to hang out.
Miss you and love you! Call me!
[Thursday, November 26, 4:15 p.m.]
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Hey, Santana. It’s Quinn.
Thanks for calling Di.
It... means a lot to me.
I didn’t know.
She... never told me. About Eric. And I just...
We were those kids.
We were those kids who threw slushies.
We were those kids who threw insults.
And when I think about Kurt and Rachel I just...
So, thanks for talking to her.
I wish you would talk to me. I mean, I haven’t heard from you since... Since... well, since April.
I miss my best friend.
Call me.
[Tuesday, Feb 8, 6:44 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn. If you need anything from me, call me before Friday. It’s three years this Friday, in case you were not aware, so I will be spending the entire day with Santana from dawn to dusk. She continues to protest my presence in her office, but after last April, I decided that this was the course of action to take, and if she has so many complaints, she should remember them the next time she so wisely chooses to attempt suicide by alcohol poisoning.
[Monday, May 21, 5:22 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn.
It’s Santana.
Hi.
Sorry I never call.
Send Di my love.
[Thursday, May 24, 10:11 p.m.]
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Rachel! It’s Brittany! Jenny and I are going coming to L.A. so be sure to be ready to have tons of fun because I miss you and I can’t wait to hang out!
[Friday, October 12, 7:17 p.m.]
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Quinn- what the hell am I supposed to do? Britt and her new girlfriend are coming next week and Santana needs me. I have no idea who I’m supposed to tell ‘no’ to. I’m worried if I let Santana alone, she’s going to drink. I mean, I’ve cleaned her apartment multiple times and every time she’s managed to hide another bottle. I mean, they’re always unopened, but I know she likes the security of it being there if she needs it, and if I leave her, she’s going to need it. But I haven’t seen Britt in over a year. Ugh.
Anyhow, I think you should call me. I miss you, too. And send Di my love.
[Wednesday, October 17, 5:53 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn, it’s Britt. Do you know if Rachel has a boyfriend? She had this thing last Friday where she was trying to be all sneaky and say she wasn’t feeling well. I think she went out on a date. Do you know anything about this? Call me! Jenny and I are coming back in a few days, but in the mean time, tell Di I miss her. Oh, and I miss you, too. Love you!
[Sunday, October 28, 4:18 p.m.]
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S, I just wanted to remind you to call me if you need anything, okay? I mean, I figure it won’t be too long before I end up back in Los Angeles, but I’m a bit worried about you being all alone here. Just... stay away from parties with open bars and keep your chin up, okay?
I love you.
Be sure to call.
In fact, call me every Friday. Just to let me know you’re still breathing.
Okay.
I’ve got to go.
Love you!
[Friday, December 14, 7:49 a.m.]
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[silence]
[click]
[Friday, December 14, 11:11 p.m.]
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Hey, Quinn, it’s Rachel. Do you know what Brittany’s new number is? I think she told me at one point, but I have no idea what it is anymore.
Call me and tell me! Thanks.
[Thursday, March 7, 4:52 p.m.]
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Hey, Brittany! It’s Rachel. There’s this project my friend Jacob’s been working on. Call me. I want to see if you’d be interested in being a part of it. I think it’d be really cool for you. I mean, it’s not official yet, but it’ll probably get picked up and turn out to be a success. Call me!
[Wednesday, June 12, 6:33 p.m.]
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Hey, Rach. It’s Santana.
Just called to say hello. It’s Friday. I’m sober.
Life’s been pretty mundane lately. It mostly considers of wake up, work, come home, eat, sleep, rinse and repeat.
I’m thinking about going back to New York for a few days in July to visit you and Quinn and Di.
I’ll just, uh... tell you as I plan this out more.
Yeah.
Okay.
Love you.
[Friday, June 21, 8:11 p.m.]
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Santana! Hi! Mom says you might be coming in a month! I can’t wait to see you! Anyways, I just called to say thank you for the letters and thank you for the gift.
We miss you!
And call Mom. She’s starting to freak out again.
[Monday, June 24, 4:53 p.m.]
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Hey, Rach. As it turns out, my life’s a bitch. I just got three new cases handed to me this morning, so I’m thinking I won’t be able to head out to New York. I’ll try and visit you guys some time soon. I promise. Tell Quinn not to worry and tell Di I miss her. Love you.
[Thursday, July 25, 4:12 p.m.]
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Hey, Britt! I’ve got news for you! Jacob’s movie idea was picked up! I’m going to L.A., and I want you to come with me. I’ve already secured a spot for you as a featured character slash dancer. All you have to do is pack your bags and say yes! You have to come because you’re my best friend and I want us to do something wonderful together. It’ll be somewhere between seven and ten months. I already talked to Don, so he’s totally okay with it, of course. Call me with your answer!
[Tuesday, September 3, 4:14 p.m.]