A/N hey guys, so this is my first time writing a fanfic and actually posting it. I've written stories before but never really put them out there so i hope my first time is okay. This story is set in season 2 of glee, because i had a alot of ideas regarding the storyline and how it could go. It's mostly canon but it goes AU in some places. So yeah i hope you enjoy it !
SUMMARY: Santana and Brittany have been best friends for years, but sometimes things don't always go the way people plan, and sometimes feelings change. Their second year McKinley is supposed to be their best, but for one of them, it turns out to be their worst.
Lima, Ohio was a small town. Not just in size, but in mindset as well. News and gossip travelled like wildfire, and was forgotten just as fast. Being different was unheard of, and even if you were different, you'd be too scared to show it. It wasn't uncommon for someone to walk down the street while off on the side someone else was whispering away about what they heard about that person. Lima wasn't a tourist hot spot, that's for sure. Unless you were born in the town, there was no way anyone would choose Lima as their dream destination. Nothing about the town was eye catching, in fact the only fun you could have was on a Saturday night, at a house party, getting fucked up on alcohol. Nothing said Lima like the screaming silence of the entire town as it wallowed in its boredom. Still, it was a fairly nice town, and you could have fun if you wanted to.
In the nicer, fancier neighborhood of the town, Santana Lopez sat by her window, staring into the evening sky. This was one of her favourite things to do, watching the sky as at its prettiest was soothing for her, noting how the colours in the sky were a mix of light pale blue with tinges of darker blue in some areas. The sun was on the horizon, something she could see from her massive upstairs bedroom window. She looked down from the view of the sky, blinking away the stinging feeling in her eyes that came about from lack of blinking. She studied her front yard, tall trees and perfectly manicured bushes littered her yard in the prettiest of ways. She looked down at the empty drive way, and then out onto the street. She listened to the silence of the neighborhood, silently hoping that a car, specifically one of her parents, would come. It wasn't weird that Santana was alone in her way too big house; actually it would've been weirder if she wasn't alone. Given that her mother was a lawyer, and her dad a doctor, meant that she barely had family time. If hadn't spent years blocking out the feeling, she would have be overcome by the overwhelming sense of loneliness each night she came home to an empty house brought. Still, her parents made up for lack of love with lavish gifts and freedom to do as she liked, so long as it wasn't dangerous.
Santana sighed, she knew her parents wouldn't be home any time soon, so she heaved herself away from her window and fell onto her messy, undone bed. She started at the perfectly painted ceiling, her stomach churning at the thought of having to go back to school after her break ended. Not that she wasn't a perfect A student, her dread for school stemmed from her growing weary of having to pretend that she's cold and hard so that everyone would be too scared to start shit with her or rival her. Last year was oddly okay for her, aside from her crippling insecurity issues that arose after she was forced to join glee club, nothing screamed 'cool' more than singing in show choir competitions. Though she would never admit it, glee club was something she cherished, so when they didn't win at regionals, she felt an overwhelming sense of sadness wash over her. That was soon gone the moment her glee club teacher, Mr Schue, announced that they had another year worth. She was ecstatic, even going so far as to jump into her best friend's, Brittany, arms.
Brittany. Santana's mouth subconsciously curled into a small smile at the thought of her bubbly friend. She was everything Santana wasn't, brave, light hearted, incredibly nice, sweet. She saw the best in everyone. It frustrated Santana to know that not everyone saw the best in her, not every saw how amazing Brittany was. She thought back to the various sweet moments they both shared, her favourite memory danced across her mind, despite it being one of the worst days of her life, she associated it with a good memory, all because of Brittany...
FLASH BACK
Santana drove home from school, her smile growing at the thought of being at home with her parents for once. She loved her birthdays, it was the only time she was guaranteed both of her parents would be home at the same time as her. She knew that they loved her more than anything else, but love wasn't going to give her a secure life, their jobs were. And though Santana understood that, she hated the fact that they wanted her to have a good childhood, but thought the only way to do that was through money and not love, as if money could make up for having to practically live by herself and for the slight abandonment issues Santana sometimes felt. Still, her birthday was her favourite day of the year, and not because it signified her getting older, but because it was one day she actually felt apart of a family for once, not a detached teenager living in someones grand home.
She pulled into her street and wonder what her mum was cooking for her grand birthday dinner, she loved it when her mum and dad went full out with the dinner and cakes and celebration, even if it was just the three of them. She saw her house come into view and smiled broadly, but the feeling vanished as soon as she saw her houses driveway, empty. Her face fell and she frowned, swallowing the lump in her throat she didn't even know formed. Maybe they got a cab home? Santana almost wanted to laugh at the thought, why would they take a cab home, they hated the thought of paying money for something they could do themselves.
She parked her car in the ample space her parents car left unoccupied and walked up the driveway. Her happy demeanor fading with every step she walked towards the obviously empty house. She took a deep breath before pushing her key into the lock and opening the door, she was greeted by the empty silence that she was so used to, only this time it broke her heart. This was the first time she learned never to get her hopes up for anything, because even your parents can disappoint you. She walked into the kitchen, some part of her hoping that her parents would pop up and surprise her, but she knew better than that. She picked up her phone and dialed her mums number first, maybe she got held up at the store? The line connected and she heard her mother speak
'hello?' Maribel said, sounding rushed
'hi mum' Santana said, silently praying her voice wouldn't crack and reveal her sadness
'Oh mija, is everything okay? You usually don't call me during work' work? Santana frowned
'You're at work? Today?' she said, anger starting to lace her voice
'Yes? Didn't your father and i tell you? We're working late tonight, if you're hungry just use one of our cards to order food'
Santana swallowed the acid running up the throat, of course they forgot, because work is so much more important Santana thought bitterly.
'Oh, right, i must have forgotten. Well I'll let you get back to your case, obviously it's more important' Santana spat
'Mija, is everything okay? Why do you sound so angry? What do you mean more important? More important than what?'
'Nevermind, I'm sorry, i got to go, bye mum' she said dejectedly, before hanging up.
Santana slumped against the kitchen counter, feeling a few tears roll down her cheeks. She wiped them away quickly before bolting upstairs into her room and burying herself under her covers, sobbing heavily into them. She heard the ringing of the phone, which she still gripped tightly in her hand. She screamed angrily before throwing it across the room, not bothering to look at who was calling. It was probably her dad, no doubt hearing from her mother that she was upset, wanting to know what was upsetting her. She heard the phone crack on the ground, but didn't look up from her pillow to survey the damage. She cried into her pillow for a good 10 minutes before she heard a knock on her window. Her head immediately whipped up, and she looked over at the window, like she done so many times in her life when she heard the knocking. There was only one person who was crazy enough to climb the tree near her upstairs window and climb through it. Brittany. Santana sat up as she heard Brittany step into the room from the window seal.
' Hey san, i came over to say happy birthday again, even though i said it at school like 100 times' she said softly,' but then i saw your parents car wasn't here, but yours was. I tried calling you but you didn't answer'
'Sorry' was all Santana said, meekly.
Brittany looked at Santana, taking in her messy hair and puffy eyes, tear streaks embedded onto her cheeks. Santana didn't say anything, but her eyes drifted to the floor where her phone lay smashed. Brittany followed her line of vision and saw the damaged phone. She frowned before sitting down next to Santana quickly, she grabbed her friend and pulled her into a tight hug, letting her cry against her chest. Heaving sobs, Santana managed to choke out, 't-they forg-ot Br-Britt, i'm s-so stup-pid'. Brittany frowned, she pulled away from Santana, 'no San, you aren't. Don't ever say that again. You shouldn't feel stupid, they should. They are the ones who forgot. You're perfect San, everyone knows that, especially me. You're literally god send, if you weren't do you think i'd still be your best friend?' she said gently,' just because they aren't here for your birthday, doesn't mean I'm not either.' Brittany got up and walked over to the desk, she pulled out her phone and plugged it into the dock and played a song. The music flowed through the speaker and cut through the silence of the room, Santana snorted when she heard the song. A smile forming on her lips.
You got it, what I won't
Give it up, shorty
Step it up, for me
and I'll give you everything
All my life, All my love
I give you my fortune and fame
I'll even give you my name
Girl you take me higher
Than I've ever been before
My feet don't touch the floor
Fly
The sky's the limit
The sky's the limit
Girl you take me
Up Up Up Up Up Up Up Up
Girl you take me up
Girl You take me higher
The sky's the limit
The sky's the limit
Brittany belted out the lyrics and pulled her up by the hands, swinging their arms while laughing. Santana was grinning by now, laughing along while dancing around with Brittany. The song ended and they put one after the other, dancing and singing until it was like Santana wasn't crying her heart out a few hours ago. They even jumped into Santana's car and drove down to Breadstix, ordering every cake on the menu and then sending it all back because, as Brittany deadpanned "there was a mouse in mine."
A smile danced at her lips while she remembered that night, and how sweet Brittany was to her. She wondered where Brittany was, and what she was doing. She knew she could easily go over to her house, given that her best friend lived only six houses down, at the end of the street. Still, she didn't want to go over without confirmation first, and right now her phone was way too far away for her to get up and go to it. Then again, Santana would go to the ends of the earth for Brittany, so she got up and walked over to her desk, where her phone sat perched. She picked it up and typed out a quick message to Brittany, asking her if she could come over.
A/N this chapter is short because its just a sort of introductory one, but they will get longer! Oh also i live in Australia so my spelling might be different so i hope it isnt too confusing.
Song used was Sky's the Limit by Jason Derulo