''Santana, your father and I will always love you. We want you to know that this has nothing to do with you.''
Santana Lopez remembered her mother saying with a shaky voice, it was obvious she had been crying. Her father wasn't helping, in fact, he was the one who caused all of this. His verbal abuse was getting worse, and it had took her mother a whole lot of courage to go to court with it. Even though she had pretended like her husband's vicious words meant nothing, that they were only one of his many bad sides, it was clear how it effected her. She had stopped putting that much effort into getting herself ready before going to work, since she didn't think it would make a difference. Santana could also see her confidence becoming lower for every word she heard her husband say. She even started to believe it. Santana felt tears slowly ruining my mascara,
'I can't sit on my bed, crying all day!' She thought for herself while she redid her makeup. She heard her phone ringing and answered it.
''Mhm?'' She murmured with an annoyed tone. It was probably just one of her many one night stands calling. She made a mental note to stop giving the desperate boys her phone number.
''Santana? Is this you?'' Her best friend, Brittany asked.
''Oh, Brittany! Hey babe! I thought it was Sebastian, he just won't stop calling me. He desperately wants a beard, He's seriously to gay to function.''
''Santana, what do you mean? Is Sebastian Santa Claus?''
''Wait, what?''
''Why else would he want a beard?'' Brittany said while wondering why Santana couldn't the obvious. ''Anyway, I was thinking if you wanted to come over for tea with me and Lord Tubbington. He misses you, you know.''
''I'd love to come! I'm tired of the tense atmosphere at home. Makes me sick. I'll be there in ten! Promise.'' Santana was eager to go visit her best friend. She grabbed the car keys that lay in a bowl on the dining table and grabbed her coat from the chair where it had been thrown. She didn't bother to tell her parents where she was going, why would they even care? She shouted 'goodbye' and carefully closed the door, ignoring her father's command for her to be home at eleven.
''Santana! You promised you'd be here in ten! And even though I don't understand what that means, I don't think you held your promised.'' Brittany stood in the hall, holding her cat, Lord Tubbington with an annoyed expression on her pretty face.
''With ten I meant ten minutes, Sweetie. And I stopped by Starbucks to buy to Chocolate Frapps! Isn't my fifteen minute delay worth it? I know you love Chocolate frappuccinos!'' Santana said with a big smile drawn over her face, it had been a while since she felt like this, happy. 'Brittany must have some sort of superpower!' she thought for herself, 'she can always get me in a better mood.'
''True, they taste kinda great!'' Brittany giggled, ordered Santana to come with her to her room and finally sat down on the bed. Then her faced turned serious. ''Santana, I think you need to stop teaching me things. Like what you just taught me.''
''Why? I thought you liked learning things that I say, you told me that like two weeks ago.'' Santana was surprised, but Brittany had the same sincere look on her face when she answered.
''Well, that was before I read this article on the internet. It says that if you have a limited amount of space in you brain, which I have, and get to much information, your brain can't handle it and it explodes. I don't want my head to explode Santana!'' Santana watched as Brittany quickly stroked Tubbie's soft fur, which she often did when she was stressed about something.
''Brittany, sweetie. Why do you think your brain has limited space?''
''I did a test, it said I could only fit a tablespoon of information.'' She looked genuinely concerned.
''Brittany, you don't need to worry about that! Your head won't explode! It's way to pretty to get shattered into a million pieces.'' Santana gave Brittany a big hug and smiled. ''Hey Brit, wanna go clubbing tonight?''
A/N: Hey guys! This is my first fanfiction, like ever. I used to tease my best friend because she always read fanfiction and wrote it, but hey, now I'm doing that too! Isn't that weird... However, Brittana is my OTP which explains why I chose to write about them. In this chapter you got to see the close friendship Santana and Brittany have. And as you probably read in the summary of this story, there's a lot more coming up! If you've got time over I'd love to read some reviews. So if you have any idea's of what can happen next, please write them in a review!
- xSnixandUnicornForeverx
