I hate Bram with a passion. They start off together in this story but it's always going to be Brittana. Do do NOT own Glee.
Chapter 1.
Finally I'm done. I've been touring and doing promotional stuff in Europe for just over a year and it's finally time to go home. Right after high school I moved to New York, forgetting about my Louisville Scholarship, trying to make it big. I had a dream and I wasn't going to give up on that dream no matter what anyone told me. And it happen. I had just gotten a job at the local bar in town called Heaven & Hell (original title for me isn't it). I had been working there for just under a month when one of the performers quit. I was quick to hope on the position and a couple nights later after only my first performance I was approached by a guy names Dustin Edwards. I knew I recognized his name from somewhere but it wasn't until he handed me his card and told me to call him that it hit me. He was the founder and Executive Producer of D.E. Media Star Studios, one of the biggest record companies in the world. I was still dazed and confused as I got back to my apartment. I think I sat in my kitchen staring at his business card until sleep took over me. Then next morning right after I woke up and made probably the most important call my life and the rest is pretty much history. That just a year ago and now I just released my first album and just finished my first tour overseas.
I was excited and both really nervous to go home to my family and friends. I hadn't seen most of them in over a year. The only person I really keep in touch with is Quinn and Puck. I wish I had kept in touch with Brittany. I miss her, I miss her so much. But after our break up it was just too hard to stay close with her. It was the biggest mistake I have ever made and I'll regret it for the rest of my life. Maybe once I get back to New York i'll try and contact with her. I think Quinn still talks to her. After our break up I asked my friends and family not to mention anything about Brittany because it just hurt to much.
So here I am, walking through the airport trying to find the car that was sent to pick me up when I feel a hand on my shoulder. Immediately I got into defense mode and turn around ready to go Lima Heights on whoever is putting their hands on me when I see Puck and Quinn.
"What the hell is your problem? Don't sneak up on me like that!" I all but yell at Puck once they're both facing me. They look at me like what I said didn't even phase them and engulf me in probably the biggest hug I've ever gotten.
"Ahhh i missed you so much S" Quinn says after she releases me.
"I missed you too. Now can you please take me home. I tired as hell and I needz to get ma sleep on" I say in my lima heights accents. They both laugh at me but have no objections to my request.
After they dropped me off at my apartment when the request to hand out sometime within the next couple days it takes me about a minute before I collapse on my bed and am out like a light.
I woke up the next morning around 10, got some stuff done around my apartment then went out to get some coffee. I had this little place right around the corner from my apartment that was much hidden from the rest of the shops in my area which was a good thing because I didn't want to deal with the fans and papz today. As I'm sitting there looking at emails on my phone I feel someone approach my table. I just assumed it was the barista so I made no attempt to look. That is until I heard that voice.
"Santana..."
I would recognize that voice anywhere. I look up from my phone and my breath hitches. Standing right there next to me is the most beautiful girl in the world. The love of my life, my best friend, Brittany.
"Brittany.." I whisper out because god what are the chances I run into her here.
"Omg Santana is so good to see you!" she says at little big more excited and pulls me up into a huge hug.
"You.. you too Britt. What are you doing here? In New York?" I stutter out. Last time I talked to her we broke up. I didn't know what was going on in her life but I was hoping to find that out now.
"I go to Julliard. I got accepted on a Dance scholarship" she says and a huge smile breaks across my face because who else would deserve it more than Brittany.
"Of course you did Britt, you're amazing" I tell her and she ducks her head as a blush comes across her face. Yep, still got it.
"Yea, I worked really hard in school last year and It all paid off. This is my second year and I'm also teaching after school dance classes at the local dance studio" she tells me with a smile on her face.
"Wow, that's amazing Britt. I'm so proud of you" I tell her because I am.
"Listen Brit, Im sorry about everything that happened with us. The break up and not keeping in touch. It was the stupidest thing I've ever done and after that happen I just couldn't talk to you, it just hurt too much" I tell her as she takes a seat across from me. She looking at me with hurt eyes and I know it hurt her as much as it hurt me.
"It's okay San. I mean it hurt and I understand tha you needed time but it's okay. Let's forget about it and move on" she tells me and reaches across the table to grab my hand. I smile at her and look down at our hands. That's when I see it. A ring, a diamond ring there on her ring finger. I immediately pull my hand away from her and look at her with hurt written all over my face.
"You're.. you're married?" I stutter out and her smile falters.
"Uhh no, I'm engaged" she tells me but that doesn't make me feel better. The love of my life, the woman that I was meant to spend the rest of my life with is going to be married to someone else. I clear my throat and try and hold my tears back.
"Who uh, who is he?" I ask not really wanting to know the answer. She silent for a minute which tells me that i'm REALLY not going to like the answer.
"It's uh, it's Sam" she tells me and my heart drops.
"Sam Evans..?" I say just to make sure and she nods. The knot in my throat gets bigger and I'm trying my hardest to hold back the tears but one escapes and falls down my face.
"Oh. Umm, how long have you guys been together" I ask and she pauses again.
"Umm, just over a year." Right after she says that my head snacks up because we've been broken up for a little over a year.
"A year? We've been broken up for exactly a year and 2 months. How long have you guys been together?" I ask her again which more conviction in my voice. She shifts in her seat and drops her head down to her chest.
"Umm, a year and 4 weeks" she whispers out and there's the slap in the face that I was not expecting.
"A year and 4 weeks? So we weren't even broken up for month and you already moved on? I guess you couldn't wait to go after him huh?" I say bitterly because really I thought I meant more to her than that.
"That not fair San. You broke up with me. You told me to move on and that's what I did. I was hurt too when you left, more than you know" she tells me and I scuff.
"Oh yea I bet you were really hurt. It didn't take you long to move on. And with Sam? Really? I always knew he has something for you!" My voice is getting louder and louder and I'm getting more mad. This isn't the way I wanted to spend my day.
"It's not like that San, he was there for me when I was sad. He was there for me when I needed someone" she says a little bit louder.
"I'm sure he was. Look I gotta go, I can't do this right now" i say once I've gotten up and thrown some money on the table. I make my way outside the shop not even looking back when I feel a tug on my wrist.
"San please, can we just talk about this?" she asks in that sweet innocent voice that I can't get out of my head. I want to, i really do but I'm just too hurt.
"I can't" I say as I turn around and leave.