Sam sat next to her in the auditorium, they watched the empty stage as if waiting for something to happen. Brittany leaned on Sam's shoulder and tried her best to ignore the gnawing at her heart. She closed her eyes and daydreamed about rainbows and unicorns. Her eyes stayed shut as she could feel the tension rolling off of her boyfriend.
"Santana's back." Was all he said.
"And I'm with you." Brittany answered back.
Sam shook his head and started to get up, "Yeah but you know how this ends, she'll look at you, and just say something and you'll be back in her arms."
"Sam if you believe that then you need to really reevaluate this relationship." Brittany said in a hurt voice as she joined him in standing. "I mean Lord Tubbington and I agree that this is serious." Brittany put her arm on his shoulder and he shook his head.
"Brittany you probably need to work things out, right?" Sam asked.
"No." Brittany shook her head.
"Ever since she was here last, you've been acting funny." Sam murmured. He walked away after that and Brittany knew she was left alone.
Santana had kissed her, a peck, and Brittany walked out. She got into the hall after that long talk with Santana about following her dreams and finding someone who would appreciate her. Brittany had ran to her locker, and opened it. She ignored the feeling of wanting to tremble. She ignored her shaking knees. She also ignored the confident stride her ex had as she walked through the halls. She ignored the gaze Santana gave her as she left the building and kept her head glued to her locker.
Brittany closed her eyes, she felt strong arms wrap around her. "Britt, do you need a sec?" Sam asked quietly. She leaned back. She let the memory of the peck that Santana had given her wash away. She shook her head.
"Just take me away." Is all Brittany said in a whisper. It was true, Sam made her think, and even if it wasn't serious, her life was hardly serious. She had so many people to love and maybe love couldn't always be serious. It hurt her to ignore Santana's gaze, but it had hurt her when Santana had left her.
"Brittany, I know..." Sam just held her close. His hands playing with her ponytail as she sighed into him.
She pulled away from him and took his hand, she really liked him, she didn't want to mess this up, this was her first normal, painless relationship. Brittany liked the feeling of lightness that Sam gave her, he had a goofy smile and kind heart and the two of them made her happy. She walked down the hall with him. No drama, just simply together, like Santana never wanted to be. Santana always caused pain and tension wherever she went.
Marley looked at the blond and shook her head, "You love Santana, not Sam."
"But I like Sam, a lot, and I want to see what could happen." Brittany said simply. "I like him plain and simple. Nothing else to it." Brittany liked simple things, and this was a simple relationship. It suited her.
"But Santana came back here for you." Marley said, she reached over to pet the large cat on the bed. He mreeeooowed at her and she pulled her hand back.
"No she came back to break Sam and I up." Brittany said calmly. "She was in a mean mood, when Santana gets in a mean mood, she only cares about herself and hurting other people. I knew she was in a mean mood, I know Santana." Brittany shrugged.
"Then you should be with her." Marley said. "It's simple."
"I heard she had lady sex with Quinn. Quinn is hot, I would do that too. But it also means she is willing to explore more, and she needs too." Brittany said. She shook her head. "I love Santana with all my heart but it's to much pain."
"Oh?" Marley remembered seeing the beautiful latina go into a room with the infamous Quinn Fabray, the two girls laughing.
"She hurt me a lot and I hurt her. No relationship was ever just about the two people liking each other." Brittany shook her head. "Okay, I totally need simple."
She needed simple, Santana made her hurt inside and out, and that was to much right now. Sam provided strength and steadiness.
Sophomore year of high school, Santana slept with the whole football team, while sleeping with Brittany and telling the blond that what they did hardly mattered. Santana had shrugged away Brittany's attempts at talking about what was happening between them. Brittany was the one who held Santana everytime she slept with someone and then walked to her house crying about it. The hot tears that would mix with snot as they ran down the latina's face and she would always be silent. Then she would always start kissing Brittany.
It put Brittany in crippling pain, her mind working over time on the issue so that she had to work out her own feelings. She loved the small girl fiercely. She wanted to be with Santana, when she was 5 she told everyone she would marry Santana. This was until that year of high school when she realized that image meant more to Santana than anything.
Then Junior year happened when Santana finally admitted her feelings, and Brittany was with Artie. Artie was sweet to her, he made Santa real for her, and he gave her a magical comb that she had found and kept with her still today. Though she acted oblivious to them ever dating she remembered his sweetness. But that relationship was also filled with pain. She started to feel numb and act dumb. Too afraid to open up and be in the real world with the people she loved, because the more she was in tune, the more she watched people hurt.
Most people need drugs to disappear, pills sometimes, pot, coke, but Brittany had a unique mind, her imagination was vivid. She simply refused to leave her imagination where there were dolphins making out with unicorns and everyone was happy. But Santana pulled her back to reality when she admitted to loving her. Artie pulled her back when he called her stupid and she ran away crying, only to be happily put back in her own world by Santana, away from the pain she caused and the pain that they caused for her.
Finally Senior year, Santana was forced to come out because of that fat oaf Finn, though she could hardly say anything about Finn anymore because he was so good with the glee club. But back then he was a huge jerk, and she was out of her fantasy world because Santana was out too. They finally got to be public though. This made her even more comfortable in her own little world, Santana took charge of everything. She started slacking. The only thing that got her to think was her dancing, because she kicked ass at it.
Then Santana graduated and she didn't. The summer was spent in heated lip locks and sweet lady sex. Brittany soon found herself missing Santana like she would miss a crucial body part, and crashing further into her own world. She even tried drugs to see if it would help numb the pain. Unfortunately all that happened was her throwing up and declaring them disgusting. But she still felt so horrible. She felt better when Sam talked to her or something, because he made her laugh and feel normal.
Santana broke up with her, and Brittany spent all night in her room crying, she was in a daze for awhile. Until Sam happened. Sam was sweet. Sam made her think for real. She was finally free of her own world. She was sharper. She made more friends. She was back to her intuitive self. So when Santana wanted her back she said no. Because Sam pulled her out, and she was learning to stand on her own two feet. He did not help her with her schedule like Santana used too. He refused.
This is why she liked him. He expected her to be normal, to be smart, to be someone other than the girl who likes ducks and dolphins, he wanted Brittany for everything, even her rants about who should really be together.
This is why she rejected Santana.
A/N this is a two or three chapter short story on my analysis of brittana which I pray is endgame but I can see why they took the break. review please 3 and give me ideas?