Alright guys, I know I haven't been updating "Take My Breath Away" and "Loving Is A Losing Game" and I'm sorry. School is just getting in the way and I just have some minutes during the evening and I usually write short one-shots like this one. I'll try to update something during spring break, no promises though!

Kisses.

«No, no you don't get it. Loving someone who doesn't love you back is one thing. Loving someone who you think loves you back, then finding out they never did is a completely different thing. It crashes you. You think everything is great, and you're so happy, then everything is ripped right out from underneath you. It hurts like hell, and you'll never get it until you experience it.»

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It had been three weeks and a half since Brittany had found herself in her bed with her best friend. Their legs were tangled up while their fingers were intertwined, their lips linked while they moaned in each other's mouths. Brittany's hips were thrusting into Santana's while the girl beneath her kept raising and lowering her own, throwing her head backwards moaning and holding onto the blonde's body for dear life.

It had been three and a half weeks since the brunette had regretted it all and had ran away while the blonde was peacefully sleeping.

It had been two weeks since the blonde had succeeded into making the brunette talk to her again, they had come to the conclusion that they had both made an huge error and would never do it again. Neither of them wanted to start a relationship with the other because both of them were heterosexual. Or, at least, that was what Brittany was willing to say to have her best friend back.

After all, if everything they said was true, then why two weeks later the two of them were on the Latina's bed kissing passionately?

As Brittany, after undressing both herself and the brunette, sat down on the bed, Santana took no time walking towards her, pushing her backwards on the bed as she crawled on top of her. The brunette smiled at the blonde underneath her before bringing their lips together in a passionate kiss.

Brittany soon flipped them over so that she was on top of Santana, making the brunette gasp in surprise. The blonde just smirked against the Latina's lips as she continued kissing her; the kiss growing hungrier and more desperate by minute as hands roamed over toned bodies.

Santana's center was about to go nuclear in anticipation of Brittany's touch. She so desperately wanted to push Brittany's head down and have her gorgeous lover devour her. She reached her hands up pulling off one of the last articles of clothing that was covering the blonde, tossing it to the other side of the room. She brought her hands up, caressing the blonde's breasts; squeezing them together, as Brittany let out a moan, causing Santana's mouth to vibrate.

"That feels so good." Brittany said breathlessly.

The blonde slid down the smaller girls body, trailing kisses down her neck, in between her breasts and down her stomach until she reached the waistband of Santana's thong. She hooked her fingers around the fabric and gently pulled them down her legs, tossing them to the side. She moved back up placing a soft kiss on the Latina's inner thigh, making the brunette's back arch up off the bed. She continued her journey up the smaller girls body before kissing Santana's plump lips once again.

The brunette slid her hands down Brittany's body, and pulled at the blonde's thong, pulling it off also. Brittany pulled back and grinned before helping Santana discard her own thong, leaving them both completely naked.

"Brittany…" Santana moaned out as she felt the blonde sucking her right nipple into her mouth, flicking it with her tongue. "I need you so fucking bad." the Latina moaned out, clenching her eyes close tight, as her back arched up off the bed, pressing her chest harder into the blonde's mouth.

After hearing this Brittany pulled away, and began trailing kisses down Santana's body until she was hovering over the brunette's very wet center. The Latina could feel the blonde's breath on her most sensitive spot, and it was driving her crazy with desire.

"Britt, please…fuck me." The brunette moaned out, tangling tanned fingers in blonde hair.

Not having to be told twice Brittany plunged her tongue deep inside the smaller girl, twisting it and turning it deep inside of her, making Santana scream out in pleasure.

"Oh, fuck…" The Latina panted as Brittany darted her tongue in and out a rapid pace. She found Santana's clit and sucked on the sensitive nub as she slid her hands up, massaging the brunette's breasts roughly. "Shit, Britt! Oh fuck yes!" Santana chanted, bucking her hips frantically, as she balled up the sheets in one hand, and blonde hair in the other. The blonde suddenly stopped her actions and moved up, hovering the brunette who now had a pained look on her face. "Wha-Why'd you stop?" Santana panted, looking at the girl above her.

Before she got a vocal response out of the girl she felt Brittany slid two fingers deep inside of her, making her close her eyes tightly and let out a gasp.

"You're so wet." Brittany whispered, sucking Santana's earlobe in between her teeth. The Latina could only hum in response as she bucked her hips, matching the rhythm of the blonde's thrusts.

Santana slid her own hand down the blonde's body and swiftly slid two of her own fingers into the blonde, making her gasp in surprise, before letting out a low moan.

"Fuck, San…" Brittany growled, bringing her hips down as she rid her lover's fingers, matching the rhythm of the brunette's hips.

"Fuck Britt, I'm gonna cum!" Santana announced, as she started thrusting her fingers into the blonde even faster while rubbing her clit with her thumb, wanting the girl above her to cum with her. It didn't take much, moments later both girls were cumming, screaming each other's names out, as the orgasms shook their bodies. Brittany collapsed on top of the Latina's body, both of them trying to catch their breath.

The blonde started leaving soft kisses on Santana's neck, while the brunette beneath her smiled happily closing her eyes, letting the blonde cuddle her into a peaceful sleep.

"Promise me you're not going to run away now?" The brunette heard the soft and hopeful voice of her best friend say into her neck and she tensed.

We've done it again.

Why am I here with her?

I'm not – I'm not.

Brittany felt the Latina tense up and she pulled herself up resting on her elbows, looking down directly into her best friend's cocoa eyes, which were drifting away from hers, looking around the room.

"San…it's okay. It's just us, we can talk it out, just…stay here." The blonde said moving up a bit her right arm so she could touch lightly the brunette's shoulder, but she suddenly stopped when Santana yanked away from her touch and looked into her eyes coldly.

"Move." Brittany kept looking into cocoa eyes sadly, trying to convince the brunette to calm down just with her gaze, but Santana wasn't having any of it, she was scared, and no one could actually calm her down when she was like this. "Brittany, I told you to move or I'm going to push you off me." The Latina said harshly and Brittany nodded looking away from the angry face of her best friend. The blonde laid with her back on the mattress, she sighed and looked at the ceiling. She was hurt, she could understand the brunette and why she was behaving like this, but she never wanted to hurt her, she wanted to be with her and that's what she had done. Brittany just couldn't wrap her head around the fact that the Latina didn't want to talk it all out and solve whatever problem she had, she knew the blonde would always be there for her, so she didn't see why she was closing off like that. "You can go now." The blonde heard the brunette say and she turned her head to look at her, she was dressing herself but she had her back towards the blonde, not even wanting to look at her while telling her to leave.

"San…what do you mean?" Brittany said while sitting on the bed resting her back against the headboard, she covered her body with the blanked as she kept watching the Latina getting dressed. Silence filled the room for some seconds until the brunette had finished and turned around to look at her best friend.

"It simply means that I want you out of my house. My parents are gonna be home in a bit and I don't want them to see you here." Santana said bitterly as she looked out of the window to be sure her parents hadn't arrived yet. She felt her heart ache but she just needed to be alone, she didn't talk after sex, nor she cuddled after it.

"San, I'm your best friend, they're used to see me hanging out here. I'll just get dressed so they won't suspect anything, you should open the windows though." The blonde said smiling, she was trying to ease the situation and calm down the brunette, she knew it would be difficult, but she didn't want to give up on her.

"I don't want you here, Brittany. Just- go, please." Santana was trying to maintain distance from the blonde, she couldn't give up, she had to convince her to go away, she wasn't ready for this and she would've just hurt the blonde. And she couldn't hurt her.

"San, please. We can talk about this and sort it all out. I'm your best friend, I'm not leaving." Brittany wasn't having any of it, she knew Santana didn't want her to go, she was hurt. She was hurt because she didn't want to feel what she was feeling for the blonde, so she put on a mask, just like she did with anyone else. But Brittany wasn't anyone else.

"For fuck's sake, Brittany, go! Leave me alone, okay?" The brunette yelled turning around to face her best friend, who flinched at her words, she was used to see the Latina mad, but never at her. Santana felt her heart skip a beat when she realized that Brittany had flinched because she was scared. And Santana was the one scaring her.

"I'm not leaving you, San. I know you're scared, what happened –" The blonde didn't want to go, she wasn't like the others, she cared for Santana. She loved Santana, and she was going to show her just that. One way or another.

"What happened was nothing. Don't you even think about telling someone." The Latina interrupted Brittany, who looked at the ground after hearing Santana's words. She knew very well that she didn't mean any of it, but it still hurt. "Did you hear me?"

"I haven't told anything last time, why would I now?" Brittany got defensive, she knew she needed to be there for Santana, but the Latina had never tried to hurt her, she was the only one trying to show the blonde she was worth everything. "Santana, we need to talk. You know it meant something."

"It didn't mean a thing, Brittany. It was sex." Santana lowered her head while saying that, she knew she was hurting the blonde. She didn't want to actually, but if they were going to go ahead with this thing, she would end up hurting her even more.

"It wasn't just sex, San. You know you felt something." The blonde was trying her best not to turn around and just go away, Santana needed her, and she needed the Latina. They had always needed one another and nothing could change that, not even the Latina's behavior.

"You wanna know what I was feeling, Brittany? I was feeling horny, happy? I was feeling horny and you were there. You were just a laid. A good laid, if this is going to make you happy. Nothing more." Santana said harshly, she was getting mean, really mean and she had never been mean to Brittany, but she didn't know what else do to make Brittany leave her. She had tried basically everything, but if the blonde wasn't going to give up she had to get meaner.

"Santana…" The blonde looked at the brunette in front of her, her eyes were getting watered and her chest hurt. Her heart hurt. Her head hurt. Everything hurt. But she couldn't go. Santana was there. Santana was scared. Santana didn't mean those hurtful things. Santana…

"You know I don't like you, I just like sex. That is what it was last time, and that's what it was this time. Meaningless sex, just get over it. You're nothing more than the others I had sex with." Santana looked up from the ground and looked right into baby blue eyes. Those eyes she loved with all of her being. Those eyes that opened wide at her words. Those eyes that started tearing up at her words. Santana knew that the blonde now believed her, she just needed to look into her eyes and be emotionless while saying that.

"Okay."

And just like that, crying, Brittany left Santana alone into an empty house.