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CHAPTER 1

It was a Friday morning. Thank God it's Friday Santana thought while she parked her car, she didn't think she had the strength to deal with school and her classmates another day. As she was walking through the hallway she saw Brittany standing next to her locker, that totally improved her morning.

"Hi Britts, what's up?"

"Hey! Not much." She answered with a rather sad voice.

Santana could tell something was going on with the blonde. "What's wrong, Britts?"

"Nothing." She couldn't even look at Santana.

"I know you, Britts. I know you better than i know myself. So tell me what's wrong?"

"It's Artie." Santana could feel her heart breaking into a million pieces.

Just be cool, Santana. Be cool. She thought. But "Oh" was all she managed to say.

"You don't want to hear this. Don't worry, i understand." Brittany knew that Artie was a touchy subject for Santana, and she didn't want to hurt her friend any more than she already had.

Brittany was right, just hearing his name made Santana want to vomit, but she had promised herself that she'd try to move on, she loves Brittany more than anything but it's clear they'd never work out as couple, but she was still her best friend so she'll try to support her no matter what.

"I do. You're my best friend, and I wanna be there for you. I'll always be there for you." Brittany could see the love and honesty in Santana's eyes.

"I know that. And I'll be there for you too. Always." Brittany said as they linked their pinkies together, and smiled at each other. The bell rang and everyone started running towards their classes.

"Shit. I have to go to class. We'll talk later, ok?" Brittany nodded and then Santana left.

Great, now I have a time to mentally prepare myself to hear Britt's problems with the cripple. Well, I guess I should stop calling him names in front of Britt. Santana thought while she was walking towards her class.

When she entered the classroom everyone was already seated, and Mrs. McLane was scribbling something on the board. "Nice for you to show, . I'm glad you decided to grace us with your company today."

Santana was not in the mood for this, "Whatever" was all she answered. She was looking for a seat when she noticed an empty one next to Quinn.

"Rough morning?" Quinn asked in a low voice.

"Hi to you too, Q. Sort of... And no, I don't want to talk about it." She said before Quinn could ask her anything. She knew she would.

After the New York catastrophe, she started to bond with Quinn. They decided that they were going to forget everything that happened between them and try to rebuild their friendship. Now that both were off the cheerios they didn't have to compete all the time, which made it a lot easier, and they were becoming really close.

They didn't do anything special, just hang out and talk about stuff. Neither of them used to like to talk a lot, but they realized that maybe that was the problem, so they made a deal, they'd both talk to each other about anything, no judgments, and without telling anyone about it. Sort of like a priest, was the way Quinn called it. At first, both girls were a little reluctant, they didn't know if they could trust each other, and nobody blamed them. But, at the end, the learned how to trust each other.

Santana told Quinn all the details about her relationship with Brittany. Well, not all of them, she told her the censored version. Quinn obviously wasn't that surprised, but she didn't know that they loved each other. And Quinn told Santana everything about her relationship with Finn and how she actually felt about giving up Beth. She also told her about how she really cared for Sam, and regretted how she treated him.

This is so boring, I don't think I can't stand it anymore. Why does Quinn looks so interested anyway? I thought she hated history. What am I going to do with Brittany? I don't think I'm ready to deal with her Artie stuff right now. Maybe I should avoid her. No, I can't do that to her. Damn her, why does she have to be so fucking adorable? Santana's train of thought was interrupted by Quinn when she whispered on her left ear "Wanna hang out after school? My mom's going away for the weekend, we could rent movies and you can sleep over."

"Sure, I'm in. But I wants scary movies." Quinn made a face. "You need to stop being such a wuss, Fabray." She said playfully.

"Hey! Fine, it's your pick. And FYI I'm not a wuss."

"Whatever you say, Fawuss." She said, giggling.

"You suck, Lopez."

xXxxxXx

It was lunch time and Santana was sitting next to Quinn in the cafeteria, she was telling about her encounter with Brittany that morning. Quinn agreed that maybe she wasn't ready to deal with Artie right now, but if she was serious about keeping her friendship with Brittany, then at least she should try.

Suddenly, Santana felt a tap on her shoulder followed by a soft "Hey". It was Brittany.

"Hey, B" Quinn and Santana greeted her.

"San, can we talk now?" Santana looked at Quinn who nodded.

"Oh, I have to go and… um… do that thing. I'll see you guys in glee club." She kissed Santana's cheek for reassurance and then left.

"Can we go somewhere else?" Brittany asked shyly.

"Sure. Let's go under the bleachers." She took Brittany's hand and led her outside the school.

Santana liked to go under the bleachers to smoke, and they also used to make out under there. They had a couple of make out spots, but this was Santana's favorite because she liked to be outside, she felt free there. Now, things have changed.

I can do this. I know I can do this. I'm over her. Oh God, her hands are so soft. No! Focus, Santana. Focus. "So, what's up?" She finally spoke.

"Well, Artie asked me to get back together." Britt said, not sure how Santana was going to react.

"He called you stupid! " Santana said in an angry tone.

"I know, but he told me he's seeing a therapist and he's working on his attitude. He was jealous of you, and he just snapped. "

"Do you believe him? What if he 'snaps' again? " She said making air quotes on the snap part.

"I do. Everyone deserves a second chance. I love him, San. I want to give him one last chance, but I can't stand the thought of you being mad at me for getting back with him. I don't wanna lose you." A tear fell down her cheek.

"Please, don't cry." Santana whipped her tear gently. "You know I love you more than anything, and I want you to be happy. If that means you getting back together with McCrip… ermm… Artie, then fine. Of course I'd love to be the one holding you and kissing you, but I know that'd never happen. You being with him will help me to move on. I meant what I said earlier, I'll always be there, Britt. You're my best friend. But don't expect me to just be friends with him and pretend I like him, because I don't, but I'll get there, eventually." There were tears forming in her eyes, she was about to burst into tears, but she hold them. Stay strong, don't cry. Don't fucking cry.

At this point Brittany was crying. "That means so much to me, Santana. I love you, I always will." She couldn't help to hug Santana.

"Oh, I gotta go. I have math and I can't be late. Wanna hang out after school? We can go to breadstix." Brittany said winking at Santana.

"Sorry, I can't. I made plans with Quinn."

"Oh. Umm… Cool. I guess I'll see you later." She waved goodbye.

Santana couldn't hold it any longer and started to cry. She just sat there and cried her heart out. She knew her eyes will get puffy but she didn't care, she was going to skip all of her classes anyway. She felt so lost, she just gave away the only person she has ever loved. It was like a piece of her was missing. It was all her fault, why didn't she come out? It was all she had to do, come out and admit she was crazy in love with Brittany. But no, she was weak, and now she had to deal with it.