A/N: This is my first attempt at a Brittana fic. Let me know what you all think by leaving a review!
"Santana, I want to be with you but I'm with Artie…and I love Artie."
Santana kept hearing those words resound in her mind. They replayed over and over making her feel more upset with every moment. She looked into Brittany's eyes and knew that there was more to it.
"Brit, he's a stupid boy," she said trying to hold back her tears, "what's really going on?" Brittany looked down and tears filled her eyes.
"I'm…I'm gonna have his baby," Brittany said softly. Santana was taken aback. Did Brittany just say she was pregnant or was this just another one of her confused rants?
"Hun, are…are you sure? You didn't just see a stork this time," Santana asked through the pain that she felt. The tears were welling up inside of her. She didn't know if she should cry or scream. Brittany shook her head in reply.
"It's for real…I took a test and went to a doctor. He's my baby's daddy, San. I can't leave him now," Brittany shook her head and shrugged her shoulders. Brittany began to tear up and looked to her best friend for comfort. Santana could feel the anger and pain boiling inside, but seeing Brittany so upset was unbearable. She moved towards her and embraced her. Brittany began to cry into her shoulder.
"I love you more than anything. We'll figure this out Britt. I'm always here for you," Santana said softly. All she could think of was how bad she wanted to give Artie a reason not to come to school the next day, but she knew that right now she needed to be here for her…Brittany. The bell rang and Santana pulled back from.
"I should go to class," Brittany said as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Santana nodded as Brittany broke out of her embrace and walked down the hall. She didn't know how, but she knew that she had to have Brittany in her life forever. She meant the world to her, but now things were complicated even more than they had been before.
After class, Brittany was stopped by Artie in the hallway.
"Brittany, what's going on? You've barely spoken to me today," Artie asked as he rolled his wheelchair next to her. Brittany shrugged and packed up her books from her locker. Artie put his hand on her arm to catch her attention.
"Artie…I've got a bun in the oven, for real this time," Brittany said softly as she looked around to make sure no one was hearing her. Artie looked down, shocked at what he just heard.
"Is it mine?" Artie asked in shock. Tears filled Brittany's eyes.
"Artie, I haven't slept with anyone else or even thought about sleeping with anyone else since we've been together," Brittany said. Except maybe Santana , she thought.
"Britt, how do I know that it's really mine? You've been with like every guy at this school," Artie said angrily.
"You know, if you don't want to be my baby daddy you don't have to. You don't have to stay with me," Brittany replied as she slammed her locker shut. Santana eyed her from the end of the hall and could tell she was upset by the conversation she was having with Artie. Their eyes met for a moment before Brittany turned back to Artie.
"Look, honestly, this isn't what I want in my life. You just need to get it taken care of Britt cause, I'm not ready to be somebody's daddy," Artie replied sternly.
"Artie, I'm not getting an ambition, I'm keeping this baby," Brittany replied through her tears.
"It's abortion Britt, why are you so dumb all the time?" Artie said angrily as he turned around and rolled away from her. Brittany stood in silence with tears streaming down her face.
Santana and Brittany met at Santana's car at the end of the day. The past few days they had driven separately but Thursdays Brittany always came home with Santana because her parents worked late. They awkwardly got in and Santana turned the key in the ignition. She stared at the steering wheel searching for answers or words to say to help her best friend. She felt a familiar hand on her shoulder. She looked over at Brittany whose eyes were filled with tears.
"I don't know what to say," Brittany said softly. Santana placed a hand over hers. "It's okay Britt, you don't have to say anything." She drove the car to her house and went inside with Brittany in tow. She dropped her bags on the floor of her room and went straight to the bathroom before Brittany had the chance to be alone with her.
The whole situation was unbearable. This week had been awful, not only had she confessed her love and been turned down, but the girl she loved more than anything was pregnant with someone's baby. It was cruel punishment. She didn't feel she deserved this. She had treated Brittany better than anyone ever had or ever would. Brittany should have been with her all along. If it weren't for her own pride and fear, they would have been together and this would have never happened. Santana washed her face, hoping that she would wash off the pain and tears that still lingered inside. She walked back out to her room where Brittany was lying on her bed studying. Santana sat on the edge of the bed next to her.
"Santana will you please look at me?" Brittany asked. Santana looked back at her, longing to be close to her, to comfort her.
"I have no idea what to do right now. I just, I just need you to try and be my best friend and put aside everything else," Brittany said softly as she sat up. Santana nodded and embraced her. She pulled back and was staring into Brittany's blue eyes.
"I can't stop loving you," Santana said through her tears as she crossed her arms.
"I'm not asking you to," Brittany replied as she leaned forward and kissed Santana softly on the lips. Santana wanted this, so much, but she pulled away despite her longings.
"No, Britt, we can't do this anymore," Santana said sternly as she took her hands from around her neck.
"S, we do this all the time," Brittany said.
"Britt, it's different. You're pregnant with Artie's baby. We can't be getting our mack on all over each other when you are carrying somebody else's baby," Santana replied.
"But…Santana…I…changed my mind. I want you. Only you make me feel better and feel happy when I'm a sad little panda," Brittany replied. Santana smirked at Brittany's cute remark.
"Britt, hun, I…need you to realize what you're doing. I want you so bad, but I can't do this with you unless you are all in. I can't get hurt again," Santana said softly.
"I'm all in, Artie broke up with me when he found out about the baby a few days ago. He..he wanted me to get rid of the baby. He called me dumb," Brittany replied as she moved closer towards her and started to cry. Santana rubbed her back.
"Brit, babe I'm sorry. You're not stupid. He doesn't know what he's losing," Santana replied softly as Brittany laid her head on Santana's shoulder and Santana rested hers on top of Brittany's. "You're gonna keep the baby?"
Brittany looked up at her. "San, I want to. You know I couldn't kill a poor little innocent footus," Brittany replied. "I think you mean fetus Brit," Santana said with a smile.
"No, it's not twins. At least I don't think so," Brittany said matter-of-factly. Santana just smirked and shook her head. "I hope not, for your sake."
Brittany turned to face Santana and took her hand. Santana watched as Brittany moved her hand onto the small bump that had formed in the once flat stomach of her best friend. Santana started to tear up and butterflies filled her stomach as she felt the soft skin beneath her hand for the first time in months.
"Babies need parents. I don't think my little panda will be ok with just me. I think my baby needs Santana like I do," Brittany said softly. Santana smiled.
"I think I needs my Brittany and baby panda more than anyone else in the world," Santana said softly with her hand on Brittany's stomach. She embraced her and smiled. Brittany pulled back slowly and kissed her.
A/N: Hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Leave a review and let me know what you thought!