A Letter

By

Cheeky Monkey

My true love Brittany,

I've should have never had let you go, I was so fucking stupid. I loved you with all

my heart and soul plus I cared about you deeply; I didn't want to hurt you

anymore by our long distance relationship with me being in New York doing shows

and you were staying in Lima with our friends. So we broke up "unofficially" and you

ended up in the arms of that stupid big ox, Sam and it broke my heart. I still

wanted to hold you kiss you and make love to you and you had someone else for

that. Then I and our friends found out you were moving away to go to fucking

M.I.T and that put the final nail in the coffin. You didn't know then how much I

was hurting, I wanted to hold onto you and beg of you not to leave. But I didn't

want to be selfish and I wanted you to be happy so I kept my sadness to myself.

I remember the day I took you to the airport hand in hand and reluctantly

had to let you go. We hugged and kissed each other softly on the lips with tears

streaming down on our faces. You gradually pulled away and said softly you had

to go and gave the attendant your ticket, waved at me sobbing and heading

into the tarmac. I turned away and started walking away crying my heart out

when I heard, "Santana!" I spun around and you came rushing towards me, you

jumped into my arms and we began to kiss passionately and I held on to you

tightly as we were kissing madly. I whispered in your ear telling you that you were

the love of my life and you told me the same thing adding that I was your best

friend as well. Finally you had to pull away and told me you really had to go now

and headed back onto the tarmac. I left the airport sobbing and as soon as I drove

away, I received a text from you saying that you already missed me. I pulled over

to the curb, rested my head on the steering wheel and sobbed harder. I wasn't

sure if I was going to make it and honestly I don't think I did.

The last few months I was in a fog and I couldn't get out of it. Mercedes,

Quinn, Kurt, and Rachel tried to get me out of but it wasn't any goddamn use. If

I couldn't have you then life sucked as it is. The only thing that mattered to me

was getting your e-mails, texts and phone calls. I loved hearing the sound of your

soft and reassuring voice. Fuck, I should've never have let you go!

A few months later, Mercedes came to my apartment and gave me one of

her best friends hug and I could sense something was up and I asked her if it was

regarding you. Mercedes was always the outspoken one besides me and when I

noticed she was hesitant on what she was about to tell me I urged her to tell me.

Mercedes sighed and told me that fish face Sam ended up showing up at your

door with an engagement ring, purposing to you. Tears formed immediately

in my eyes and I asked why didn't you tell me yourself. I felt really crushed and

hurt that you didn't tell me first. Mercedes had the same reluctant look on her

face and responded that you knew how I was going to react and there is more

news which I am not going to take well at all. I snapped through my tears what

else is there to tell me that I won't fucking take well? Mercedes took a deep

breath and replied that you turned down the douche and he didn't take it well.

In fact he didn't take it well at all that he ended up beating up Brittany. I stood

up very slowly and said in a calm voice to repeat that. Mercedes stood up and

told me to be calm that Brittany will be ok. I remember my body started to

tremble from the rage that was building up and I took a baseball bat that was

next to the entry doorway and I screamed from the top of my lungs that I was

going to kill that big fish face motherfucker. I smashed the vase on top of the

kitchen counter with the bat and was ready to smash in the television set when

Mercedes stepped in to take away the bat and told me to calm the fuck down.

I started sobbing and said how could I when my baby got attacked by this sick

bastard? Mercedes gave me a tight embrace, saying that you needed me to be

with her and didn't know how to go about it because you didn't want to trouble

me. Bless your precious heart, sweetheart! Anyways I wiped the tears from my

eyes and replied that it will never be any trouble at all to go after you because you

are my love and will always protect my love. Mercedes gave me that great big

smile of hers and told me to get my ass packed and go after you. I said as I was

getting online to reserve plane tickets that I'll need to stop in Lima first so I can

commit a murder. Luckily, Mercedes stopped me and said that Sam wasn't worth

going to prison for and I responded that I would only break his legs and arms then.

A few days later, I flew into Massachusetts you were waiting for me at the

Airport looking like an angel as always. You were wearing these black big ass

Sunglasses and your blonde hair was flowing in the light breeze. You also were

wearing my favorite on you, a light pink button down shirt, a tan sweater and a

black mini skirt with high heeled boots. As I went to embrace you I teased that

you still know how to turn on this girl. We were hugging each other tightly, kissed

each other firmly on the lips and we went to get my luggage. After we got my

luggage we hopped into your gray prius and headed off to your apartment. As we

were on the highway I had my hand on your thigh and you had your hand on top

of my hand, it was a quiet drive but it was great being by your side. We had so

much to talk about and I was a little nervous about it. As soon as we got to your

apartment and you showed me around I asked for you to take off your sunglasses.

To be continued…