"Damn it, Berry why the hell are you always scaring the hell out of me!" She spends a good few seconds laughing before she answers
"I assure you, Santana I only came back for my purse. I didn't mean to quote 'scare the hell out of you'"
"Well you did scare the hell out of me, actually you seem to be doing that a lot lately." I say as I walk to the edge of the stage and sit down
"What do you mean?" Rachel asks me as she sits next to me
"Do you mean besides you unexpectedly pulling me into a bathroom to fuck me not only once but twice?" I say with a smirk that makes her blush and turn her head "So now your shy? You weren't shy when you were spanking my ass yelling 'You're such a fucking slut Santana!' or when you had three fingers inside me saying 'now fucking apoligize!' or when you were done and you put your finger in your mouth and-"
"Ok. I get it Santana. I was there remember?"
"Of course I remember, after being fucked in a bathroom then go out there to perform I couldn't walk a straight line for three days." I say mostly joking, I was really walking funny "Seriously, Berry what was that about? You've already fucked me three times in three different bathrooms."
"What's your point Santana?"
"Why did you do it in the first place? And why did you keep doing it?"
"Power" Rachel whispers and lowers her head
"Power?" What the fuck is she talking about?
"The first time, after our mash up I didn't know why you ran into the bathroom until Brittany told me you had been staring at me throughout the whole performance. I didn't believe I was the one who turned you on, so I followed out of curiosity, but the thought of you touching yourself while thinking of me only gave me the urge to touch you, so I did. Seeing you shake under my touch, seeing you so desperate and begging me to finish you off made me feel so powerful." Is this chick for reals? She fucked me crazy to feel powerful? I mean I understand the feeling of power, I'm Santana fucking Lopez after all, but still Berry's just straight up nuts
"So, this was all a power trip for you?"
"Yeah, I guess." She says with a shrug
"You can be scary sometimes. Did you know that?"
"You didn't seem to mind." She says with a smirk
"Well you know it's hard to complain when you're in the middle of a mind blowing orgasm." I say with a shrug
"Mind blowing ha?" Rachel says still wearing that same smirk
"Don't let it go to your head. You're not the best I've ever had or anything." I lie of course
"We're actually having a somewhat decent conversation aren't we?" Rachel asks, and I just realize we aren't arguing or trying to kill each other or 'something else' we would do if we're alone
"Well if you want to call me asking you why you continue to fuck me and you saying it makes you feel powerful to see me beg as a 'somewhat decent conversation' then I guess you're right." Rachel laughs at that. I never noticed, but she's really cute when she laughs. I'm starting to find new things I like about her everyday.
"Well for us this is probably the nicest conversation we've ever had."
"That's your fault. I've been trying to be nicer to you lately, but you wouldn't even try to talk to me."
"Well excuse me for not wanting to become bff's with a girl who's tortured me for years." I know she's being serious, but I can't help but laugh.
"Sorry, but did you, Rachel freakin' Berry, just say bff's?" I continue to laugh
"Yes, and I was being serious." She pouts and crosses her arms. It has to be the cutest thing I've ever seen
"I'm sorry, but when you walk around talking like a pocket thesaurus and then say something like bff's, it's like I've entered the twilight zone." I say still laughing
"Why have I Been scaring you a lot lately?" Rachel asks
"Ha?" Where the hell did that come from?
"Well, before you said 'besides you pulling me into a bathroom to fuck me not only once but twice?' Since you said besides I assume there's something else." Holy shit she's right!
"It was sarcasm Rachel." I lie, but what am I suppose to say? 'Hey Rachel, I know I've been such a jackass, but that's only because I have feelings for you. Now take me I'm yours.' Exactly it's weird!
"Liar."
"What? I'm not lying." How would she possibly know if I'm lying?
"Santana, I've known you for years and when you use sarcasm you use you so called 'bitchy tone' and you put on your evil smirk."
"Evil smirk ha?"
"Don't change the subject. Why do I scare you?" She asks again. Come on Lopez, grow a pair! Tell her! Tell her now!
"It's nothing Rachel." Pussy!
"Ok, you don't have to tell me," She says as she stands up "I've got to go my Dads are probably waiting for me."
"Ok, see you Rachel." I say as I stand up and go to grab my bag. I bend over to get my bag and when I turn around I see Rachel is standing right in my face. "Rach what are you doi-" I was cut off with her lips on mine. I stand there confused at first, then I started to kiss back. This is not the first time we kiss, the first time was when she decided to fuck me after our mash up, (not that I'm complaining or anything) but this time it feels different. Last time it was hot and full of need, but this is different. It's passionate,yet not at all demanding. Like I can stay here and just kiss her without expecting anything else and that would be just fine. As soon as I start to get lost in the kiss she pulls away.
"I'll see you around Santana." She says with a wink and then leaves. After that it hit me like a ton of bricks! I've been denying it long enough.
"I'm in love with Rachel Berry." I whisper to myself. Now what? Is phase 2 complete? And if it is then what the hell is phase 3? I got to get better at planning.