Story: Brittany's POV.
A year. One whole year since she was last sat here with Santana. It was a year ago since Santana broke up with her. 11 months ago since Sam and Santana had a sing off and tried to win her. She realised a week ago that she chose the wrong person. She chose Sam over Santana. Looking back to that day, she cannot remember why she chose Sam. He had nothing on her Santana. Nothing. He couldn't make her laugh like she did. Couldn't remember little things about her like she did. She didn't thing about any of this until it came. A wedding invitation. One that she never received but Mercedes did. That's when she got the call. She called to ask if she had one as well.
FLASHBACK.
(Ring ring!)
Hello?
Brittany! How are you?
Hi Mercedes, yeah I'm okay thanks. What's up?
That's good to hear… um, I was wondering… are you going to go?
Go where?
To Satan's wedding!
WHAT?!
Oh shit! You didn't know… fuck...
Who?
What?
I SAID WHO?!
Kristen, it's Kristen, Britt.
I've got to go…
Okay Britt, just don't be mad at me...
I'm not, but thanks for telling me, I'll call you soon. Bye.
(Hangs up.)
END OF FLASHBACK.
So that is how I found out. I never got an invite… I wasn't invited to my best friend's wedding. True, we hadn't the greatest of friends for a while... I haven't seen her since that day... that day I told her to follow her dreams... and now... she's gone.
I can never have her again... and all because of an unofficial breakup.