Santana's POV
It was nice to be here at 's wedding. Emma and him deserved each other, shit. They have been in love for like three years now. I remember when Brittany and I were spying on them. They got a little touchy and almost fucked on the freakin' desk. Oh, Brittany. I miss her like crazy, especially since I found out she was with trouty mouth. It made my stomach hurt just to think about it! It hurt to know that he loved her and she loved him back. That used to be me there in her arms making her smile, but I have to move on. Brittany is my best friend and I should be happy I still have her in my life, no matter the title she claims. I mentally shook my self and sat down next to Quinn in one of the many pews in the church. I hadn't seen Quinn since New York, I still haven't apologized for slapping her. I couldn't take it back so no need for apologizing! "It is a carrot top convention!" I muttered as I sat down. I looked over to where the other former glee members were seated, Sam and Brittany sat down. Brittany looked back at me and my heart sank as she waved 'hi', she looked sad to see me. Sam waved, I waved back and faked a smile. I couldn't let her see me like this, I had promised her I would be happy. I would fight to keep that promise even if it meant faking that smile I had just given her. Anything to make her happy, anything. Quinn applied even more red lipstick onto her pink lips. I looked over at her then back to Sam and Brittany, "I am so over this, and it hasn't even started yet. I'm clearly the hottest bitch in this lousy joint but I'm all alone stuck her sitting with you." I put up my walls again and guarded my emotions perfectly.
Quinn let out a deep sigh. "Do you want me to slap you again?" She passed me her mirror.
"I hate weddings, and I hate Valentine's Day! They were invented by breeders to sell cheep chocolate and false hope." I checked my eyebrows, even though I knew they were perfect. I did hate Valentine's Day, well now I did. Last year had been so perfect with Brittany and now I was alone and she was with Sam.
"You know what I hate, men. Every single one of them is a pig, except maybe and Al Rooker , and you know what you were right I do let men define me, but not anymore."
I glanced at her out the corner of my eye when she said something about fishes and bicycles. I smiled at her a suppressed a laugh as I handed back her mirror. "Al Rooker is disgusting by the way."
"Hmm, whatever." We turned our attention to the front of the church. I wanted this to be over already.
Quinn's POV
I sat down and watched as Santana sat next to me, seriously could this girl be any hotter. She wore a tight red dress that hugged her figure perfectly, of course I wouldn't tell her that. She waved at Sam and Brittany, I could tell she was still hurt by that fresh wound. I knew better not to mention it though, it would just get her in one of those bitchy moods I knew all to well. I pulled out my compact and used the mirror to reapply my lipstick. Santana talked about how much she hated Valentine's Day and weddings. I looked over to my right and some creepy old guy smiled back at me. I hated that, I was done with men. Well not all together but for now. I told Santana and watched as she smiled back at me.
"Al Rooker is disgusting by the way."
I loved her smile, her teeth were so perfect and white. No wonder I had practically died when she would smile at me, which was barely any times. I thought back to when Santana was coming to grips with her own sexuality. Her and I had explored but never got past a simple kiss. I had always said if I would do anything with a woman, it would be Santana. I cleared my mind of thoughts.
"Hmm, whatever."
I looked up to the front of the room where was standing. I couldn't wait until the after party, I just know it will be fun. I would get to see everyone, even people I hated to say that I actually missed. A lot . Emma and Will should have gotten married a long time ago. I remember when we sang 'We found love' in the pool and he had proposed to her. I missed high school, not the being pregnant part. But the majority of it was fun, the glee club and the few days Coach Sylvester went easy on us in Cheerios practice. I missed seeing everyone everyday, I missed what we like to call 'The Unholy Trinity'. Brittany, Santana and I were always on top of the social ladder, without them I kind of felt alone and lost. I would never admit that to either of them though. I had to make it seem I was having the time of my life in college, which I wasn't.
Santana's POV
The doors flew open and my jaw dropped with the sight I was observing in front of me. Sue was in an exact replica of the wedding dress that Emma was wearing. I watched as she walked down the aisle.
"Oh, look the Glee kids." Sue said as she walked past.
"You look so good." Brittany gave her a thumbs up and snapped a couple of pictures. I couldn't even laugh at her because I was to busy trying to read Sue's lips as she approached . The next minutes were chaos, everyone was running around and Will looked devastated.
I asked around, "What's going on?" I asked Mercedes as she ran past me.
"Emma left, the wedding it's over." She let out hard breathes from running around.
"What the fuck?" I said to myself and felt Quinn brush by my side.
"So, what are you going to do?" She asked and stood in front of me,
"Well, I know there was supposed to be a kick ass after party! Let's see if it's still on!" I grabbed my clutch bag and walked over to and Finn. They were sitting in the empty chairs that were left for the party.
"I have been chosen, probably because I'm numb to other people's feelings to come here and ask what you would like to do ." Finn stared at me with that confused dopey face he seemed to always wear.
"Do about what?" He sounded horrible,
"About the reception." I had to repress the urge to say 'duh' at the end of my sentence because looked like he couldn't take that right now, so I bit my tongue. " 's parents said that they paid for the whole thing, so we might as well go ahead and have the party and if you ask me they seemed pretty happy about what happened." I said in a sarcastic tone.
"We can't have a reception now." Finn said.
"Sure we can, all of you came back you should be together." Will interrupted him. "Just because I ruined my Valentine's day doesn't mean I have to ruin all of yours too." He looked so sad as he stood up from his chair. I opened my mouth to speak as he walked out followed by Finn. I watched as they slowly walked away.
Quinn's POV
"Well, I know there was supposed to be a kick ass after party! Let's see if it's still on!" Santana said as she grabbed her clutch and walked towards and Finn.
She looked perfect, I mean her body. Wait, why am I thinking about her? In this way anyways, I never felt so overwhelmed by her presence as I had today. I think It's just because I miss her. Well, that's what I keep trying to convince myself. I know it's not true, but what else could be the real explanation of how I was feeling? Brittany walked over to me and I smiled back at her.
"Hey, Quinn. How's everything going?" She smiled at me.
"It's pretty good, what about school? Is it different without us there?" I sat down and she followed.
"School is school, are you and Santana together. Well, here like on a date?" She frowned and looked down at her hands, my jaw fell open and I quickly answered.
"No, no-no. Brittany, Santana and I are just friends like we always have been." I rubbed the small of her back and tried to make her cheer up.
"It's just I see how you two look at each other, It's almost the same way that Lord Tubbington looks at a pack of cigarettes. Which I know he is hiding somewhere, he thinks I don't know he smokes still but I do. But shhh don't tell him I told you." I laughed and stared at her in disbelief sometimes I think she should take medication, but that's just Brittany.
"I promise I won't tell a soul." I held out my pinky and she wrapped it in her own.
"Ok good, but anyways. How's the boy stuff going? Or are you a lesbian like everyone else, I swear I have seen your posts on Lord Tubbington's wall about Sam and I's relationship." Once again I was taken back by her statements.
"Ha, no Brittany. And I'm going to stay alone for a while and clear my head, I think it's best that I just focus on school." I stared over to where Santana walked over to.
"I should focus on school to but It's to hard. With Sam and the constant reminder that we can't scissor because he's not a girl and he's not Santana. I miss her but I want her to be happy, you know? Have a real girlfriend not just a best friend." I stared into her eyes and saw pain, and confusion. I felt bad for Brit, she didn't know what to do. All she wants is for Santana to be happy and I don't think Santana can be happy without Brittany by her side.
Santana's POV
They music started playing and everyone instantly began to dance. Quinn and I were dancing until I looked over to my left and saw Brittany and Sam dancing, I was so irritated. I walked next to Quinn through the crowd of people, I grabbed her hand and pulled her after me.
"We all should have known that Valentine's Day wedding was just asking for a disaster!" I held her close as we finally arrived at the bar.
"Love stinks." I said and looked over at the bartender.
"Sorry ladies can I see some ID." We both pulled out our fake ID's from our boobs at the same time.
"I'm 25 name's Rosario Cruz and I might be related to Penelope, you?" I said it without hesitation and looked over to Quinn.
"Emily Stark, barely legal." She smirked and I couldn't help but laugh.
Something about her voice made me feel all tingly and hot inside.
"Well that's good because I hear your professors are into that." I smiled at her as we turned back to the counter. We grabbed our drinks and watched as the people in front of us danced.
"You know we always were two ends of the same bitch goddess spectrum, maybe that's why we love each other so much. And slap each other." I smiled and sipped on my drink.
"Hmhm you know I have to say Rosario you are killing it in that dress." Quinn smiled and slapped my arm playfully, she kept her hand rested on my arm.
I smiled and was actually a bit taken back by her honesty. I know that Quinn only says things like that when she actually meant it.
"Thanks." I smirked and pulled my attention back to the dance floor. Brittany had her arms wrapped around Sam's neck as they danced. I felt my heart sink and I fought back tears. I hated seeing them together.
"Look at those romantic saps, you know they may have love but you know what we are that they are not?" I looked over at Quinn.
"Flawless." I giggled as we clicked our glasses together. It was true I mean Quinn was looking very stunning in that dress, sometimes I wonder how did she still have that body after having a kid.
Quinn's POV
I watched as Santana pulled me to the bar with her hand entangled with mine. It was kind of surreal for her to be holding my hand. It felt good, and weirdly right. We showed our ID's and grabbed our drinks.
"You know we always were two ends of the same bitch goddess spectrum, maybe that's why we love each other so much. And slap each other." I looked over at Santana and I finally got the courage to tell her.
Whelp, fuck it. "Hmhm you know I have to say Rosario you are killing it in that dress." I slapped her arm and held my hand there, I didn't watch her face because I already knew the look she would have.
"Thanks." She said it like she wasn't sure she had heard what I said right.
"Look at those romantic saps, you know they may have love but you know what we are that they are not?"
I took a drink out of my glass and answered, "Flawless." She giggled and we clinked our glasses together. I looked out on the dance floor to figure out what she was staring at. I instantly knew what it was when I followed her train of eyesight. Her eyes were narrowed toward Brittany and Sam. I watched as her face washed over from sadness to confusion to straight anger.
"Hey, Santana?" I practically whispered it.
"Huh?" She broke her gaze and turned to look at me. I loved her eyes, they seemed like they could just look right through a person.
"You miss her a lot don't you?" I watched the emotion flood and take over her expression. Finally I saw something that anyone rarely got to see in Santana, I saw love, fear, pain, and sadness all at the same time.
"Yes, but I know it's what's best for her. I'm no good for her, I'm a bad girlfriend and the long distance thing was just too much for me to keep up with and not feel bad about it." She took another swig and set her cup down, the bartender quickly refilled it.
"I'm sorry I know it must be a touchy subject." I set my drink that I had just finished down and stopped the bartender from refilling it. I didn't want to get to sloppy tonight, then who knows what would happen!
"It's okay." She guarded her face and once again she was emotionless. She did it so well sometimes I wonder what else was lying underneath that beautiful skin of hers.
Santana's POV
Rachel and Finn began to sing and everyone started to grab their dates and slow dance. I glanced at Quinn and felt the butterflies in my stomach grow stronger. I reached my hand out for her to grab and she quickly returned the gesture.
"May I have this dance, Fabray?" I smiled at her.
"I thought you would never ask." She smiled and I led her onto the dance floor and wrapped my arms around her waist. She rested her head on my shoulder and held me close as we swayed back and forth in rhythm with the music.
" I've never slow danced with a girl before." She pulled me back to look into my eyes, "I like it."
I tilted my head in surprise and just watched her face for a couple of seconds. I couldn't believe this was happening, she smiled as if she knew the effect her words have had on me. We continued to dance and she laid her head back on my shoulder. It was nice to have her holding me like this. For the first time we weren't at each other's throats or fighting to be on top. We were having a great time and absolutely nothing could ruin this moment for us. Truth is, I do miss her a lot actually. I would never tell her that I did but I do. The song came to an end, we stumbled down the hallway and continued to laugh and smile. My face was hurting because I haven't smiled this much in so long. We practically fell into a wall and Quinn had me pinned there for a short couple of seconds. We did a couple of sloppy turns and couldn't stop laughing. I watched as Quinn smiled back at me and we finally managed to find our hotel room. I held onto her hand the whole way there, Quinn fumbled with the card. We've got tonight, who needs tomorrow? I threw my arms into the air and followed Quinn into the room.