Graveyard.
Santana placed the daffodils gently on the ground. She shivered as a particularly strong gust of wind blew, causing her to wrap her thick coat round her, and hug her body tight.
'Hey B,' She whispered, kneeling down and reaching forward to trace her fingers of the blondes name on the gravestone before her. 'Sorry I haven't visited in a while. I've been busy. Guess what?' She waited for a second, imagining Brittanys excited reply, imagining her bright smile adorning her face. She listened to the silence for a second, before continuing in her hushed tone, as though everythign she was about to say was a huge secret, a secret that only Brittany could know, 'I got that gig, at Scandals. The one I was telling you about last time. I'm a regular performer there now, Kurt was there with his new boy toy last week. He was shocked.' She chuckled lightly remembering the look on Kurts face as she walked onto the stage. 'His new fashion line is coming out in Spring. As for the others? Quinn got a new job too, in New York, she's opened that book store she always wanted... with Rachel. Let's see. Finn and Sam are helping Burt at the tire shop. Mike's dancing at Julliard and Mercedes is on tour again, with Puck. Artie works at Microsoft... Tina is a teacher at McKinley.'
She looked down at her hands no resting in her lap. 'I wish you were here B. I wish you could see it. How everyones grown up and doing their own thing. You'd be so proud of all of us. You'd be dancing, and I'd be there beside you. Supporting you no matter what.' A tear slipped down her cheek. 'I... I really fucking miss you. I thought after the funeral that the pain would go... well. Not go, but not be so hard to handle. But it hasn't changed. I still dread waking up in the morning, knowing you aren't gonna be there... I hate coming back from work, knowing you aren't gonna be there to hold me as I fall asleep. Or calm me when I've had a bad day.' She was full out crying now, sub-conciously she started stroking the chain of the necklace around her throat.
'I hate myself for letting this happen Britt. If I had been there on time, you wouldn't have tried to walk home, you wouldn't have got hit. I could have saved you.' She touched the ring hanging from the chain and her breath hitched. 'I told everyone about our plans. To go to New York, get married, rent a little appartment, open your studio, me doing something... probably performing in dive bars, getting just enough money to pay the rent and saving the rest. Eventually saving enough for a small house in Florida, having our two kids and a cat. And spending the rest of our lives together.' She took a deep breath and tried to compose herself before continuing. 'But I know that's never gonna happen now. I still dream about it though. Everynight. Well I did.' She let her eyes wander to the crying group of people heading towards her, and the empty grave beside her. She glanced at the gravestone and smiled weakly as she felt the soft hand rest on her shoulder.
'They're gonna miss you just as much Sanny' A voice said behind her. She rose slowly and turned to face the girl.
'I know Britt-Britt. I'm just glad I have you again.' She hugged her and buried her face in the crook of Brittanys neck, inhaling the scent of pure Brittany. She had missed her so.
She turned around and took one last look at the two gravestones side by side. Brittany Susan Pierce, and the empty grave beside her, the grave that the people were walking towards, Santana Lopez. They heard some familiar voices drifting towards them.
'It's such a shame' Mr Montery, the owner of Scandals, mumbled to the group. 'A man that drunk shouldn't be allowed to drive.' They all nodded somberley as they each placed flowers ontop of the coffin being lowered. The two girls watched, crying softly.
'Come on San, we should go.' Brittany said wrapping her arms around the smaller girls waist.
'Great idea B.' She kissed her cheek and smiled.
The two spirits linked pinkies as they walked out of the dark graveyard.
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A/N It's kinda short but yeah, this was a prompt I got from an anon in my tumblr ask. If anyone has any prompts they want me to write, can be anything, I don't mind if it's angsty or not. But if you have one let me know in a review. Thanks for reading.
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