Author's Note: I do not own Glee so please don't sue me. This is set after "Sexy" episode. Please review.
Santana sat on her bed sobbing, why did she feel this way? Why does she feel like her heart had been shattered into a million pieces? Santana already knew the answer, and it hurt incredibly so.
There was a knock on her door, she sniffled before she answered, "WHAT THE FUCK DO WANT!"
As the door opened Santana heard, "Don't use that language with me Santana. Now, what's wrong; you have been up here crying for hours."
"It's nothing." Santana averted her gaze from her mother.
"That's total bullshit and you know it."
"So?"
"Did a boy break your heart?"
"No!" Santana trying to divert her mom from finding the real reason for her sobbing.
"Are you pregnant?" Santana saw a worried face appear on her mother's face.
"God No!"
"Then what is it Santana? Cause something clearly is bothering you." Mrs. Lopez began to cry.
Santana took a deep breathe; her mother had her in corner, and she was tired of hiding it, "It's about Brittany."
"Did you guys have a fight?"
"Sort of."
Her mother nodded, "About?"
"About… stuff."
"Stuff is why you're crying your eyes out?" Mrs. Lopez said as she rubbed her daughter back to comfort her.
"Care to elaborate?"
"I guess so…" Tears began to cascade down her cheeks, "I'm in love."
"So you and Brittany are fighting over a boy then? Because I find that very hard to believe; you and Brittany never fight-"
"I'm in love with her Mom, I'm in love with Brittany." Santana said this with conviction, but she couldn't look her mom in the eyes, it was too hard.
"Oh. Well that does explains things. I take that you have been crying because she doesn't feel the same way." Santana began to sob again, and in the midst of the sobbing a comprehensible "No" escaped her lips. "Then why are you crying dear?"
"Because she chose Artie over me! He's nothing but a stupid boy! And yet she chose him."
"It's okay baby, it's okay." Santana's mother cooed as she rubbed her daughter's back, she knew the pain of a heartbreak and she knew how much it could hurt.
Eventually Santana had calmed down enough to be able to think through things clearly. "Why don't we go downstairs and get ourselves a cup of hot coco?" Santana nodded in agreement, then followed her mother downstairs to the kitchen. "So when did you know?"
"When did I know what?" Santana asked slightly aggravated.
"That you were in love with Brittany." Santana froze in place, "Relax honey, I'm okay with it."
Santana nodded, "I don't know when I actually fell for Brittany mom, but I do know that I didn't really accept it till a few days ago."
"Ahhh honey, I'm sorry." Mrs. Lopez said as she gave her daughter a hug, "Why didn't you come to me if you were having such a hard time? It's not like I would of thrown you out." Pur keetle on as she said this.
"I realize that, but I needed to accept myself first. " Mrs. Lopez nodded, "Mom, I don't know what I am and I do not want to put a label on who I am. I am Santana Lopez and that's all that matter's. Okay?"
"Alright." She said as she gave her daughter a hug.