Day 1 - Fake Dating
Pairings: "Pezberry", Brittana, Finchel and Bartie.
Warnings: Hmm for once I actually don't think there are any. Maybe some swearing, but surprisingly I'm not killing anyone (Whoops I forgot about the story for Day 6, so yeah not all fluff)
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee.
This story is unbeta'd and my first language isn't English
A/N: I wanted to participate in pezberry Week 2016, but since I just finished school less than a week ago, I haven't had much time to prepare. So I decided to try something new, which is the reason why I'm trying to write a one-shot story for each day (hopefully I'll make it). I really haven't had a lot of experience writing one-shots, but it still was an interesting way to try to shake off some of the rust of my pezberry writing, since I haven't written in a looong time. Feel free to tell me what you think.
It had all been Rachel's idea. It had all been Rachel's stupid, stupid idea! Santana wished Rachel had never come up with it in the first place, because the whole fucked up thing had worked out perfectly, but not for Santana. Well to be fair the goal had been achieved, and therefor Santana should have been happy, but she wasn't, not even the slightest.
It all started the day Brittany had broken up with her, in favor of that loser Stubbles McCripple Pants. Rachel had been the one to find her in a crying mess behind the bleachers at the football field. Santana had tried to fight Rachel's kindness, but she had just been too exhausted because of the crying to fight for long. So in the end Santana had weakly given in when the other girl offered her a shoulder to cry on. But Santana had still made sure to threaten the Hobbit's life, if she ever told a soul about it. She had felt Rachel's silent laughter because of her weak threat, but Santana hadn't bother to do anything else than bury her face deeper into the other girls embrace.
After that day something in there relationship had changed, sure Santana's outward appearance hadn't changed, she still flung a ton of nasty nicknames towards Rachel, whenever anyone else was around, but when they were alone Santana had stopped treating Rachel like a bottom feeder. But Santana still made sure to start all their conversations with the same threat to Rachel's life, if she ever dared to tell anyone about their little secret meetings at school.
To be perfectly honest, not that Santana would ever admit it, both girls seemed to love those quiet times together. Sometimes they would sit together doing homework. Other times Rachel would rehearse a song or a piano piece, which Santana would listen to. Then there were those times were the two of them would just sit in complete silence, not doing anything else then enjoying each others company. But sadly that wouldn't last.
As time passed the four-eyed loser and Brittany seemed to get closer, which in turn made Santana get more and more depressed. One day out of the blue Rachel had suddenly turned to Santana and surprised her by calmly saying "You should try to make Brittany jealous." Santana's face went from shocked to angry in a second.
"And what would that help with?" Rachel insightful answer came quickly.
"Well Brittany always seems to want what she can not have. So if you found someone, then Brittany couldn't have you anymore. Which I think would most likely result in her wanting to get you back again."Santana had just rolled her eyes at Rachel's logic and grunted a "Whatever, mind your own business." before she had turned back to her almost finished homework.
Sure Santana had been skeptical to the whole thing, but she had also been so desperate to get Brittany back, that she was almost willing to do whatever it took. Which had been the reason why she had agreed, a few days later, to let Rachel try to find the perfect candidate for the scam. The result had been devastating. Out of all the people in the school that Santana might date, and the only possible relationship that would end up catching Brittany's attention, only one had been available, only Rachel!
"No fucking way! Nope not doing it!" Santana was furiously shaking her head and pacing back and forth, after Rachel had ended her PowerPoint representation on why she was the only candidate suitable for the job. Rachel sighed impatiently, before she once more tried to make Santana see why she was the only option.
"Santana this is your best chance at getting Brittany back. I'm the only one that Brittany will end up being jealous about. I'm one of the few people she still hasn't been able to cross of her "To do" list, so the fact that you are "doing" me would undoubtedly make her notice us." Rachel was dramatically making air quotes with her fingers while she talked. But no matter what she said it didn't seem to register with Santana, who was still pacing back and forth shaking her head violently.
"Nope, N-O-P-E, Nope!" Santana stopped abruptly in her track and pointed an accusing finger at Rachel. "Seriously Berry this would be social suicide for me! Like how would anybody in this fucked up school even believe that we are dating? I hate you!" For just a brief moment Santana could see hurt flicker in Rachel's eyes, but it was gone as fast as it had appeared, and then Rachel was back to her stubborn self again.
"Well how about this? When Brittany takes you back, you'll be able to dump me and spin it like the whole thing was just a giant prank at my expense." Santana, who had once more started to pace back and forth, stopped dead in her tracks and stared at nothing in particular, while considering Rachel's latest words. A wicked smile finally graced her lips.
"Huh, that actually sounds pretty good. I would get a ton of respect for pulling an epic prank like that. Still before that I'll have to endure a lot of crap for dating you. But who am I kidding, I'm Santana fucking Lopez! No one would dare to touch me, and if they do I'll crush them like bugs." Santana had a crazy look on her face, but seemed determined when she finally turned her attention back at Rachel. "Fine, we'll pretend to date, but you better not try any funny business-" Santana motioned up and down her body. "-this is off limits for greedy Hobbit hands." Rachel rolled her eyes.
"Yes Santana I promise not to touch your "stuff", or do anything else that will make you feel uncomfortable." Both girls tried to fight it, but they were soon laughing at how ridicules they both sounded.
Now two months later Santana wished she had never listen to Rachel at all. Sure the plan had worked, just as Rachel had predicted. Santana was after all sitting with her new girlfriend in her arms, listening to Mr. Shue drone on an on about something Santana couldn't give a crap about. She could feel Brittany's steady breath on her neck, and Brittany's sweet perfume was filling her nose. Those were the things that would normally calm Santana down, but somehow it was only making her feel sick to her stomach. The sight of Artie sitting alone without Brittany on his lap, didn't bother Santana one bit. However the sight of an unusual quiet Rachel was threatening to tear Santana's heart in two.
Rachel had been right about everything. The moment Brittany had found out that the two of them had been in a relationship, she had started giving Santana all her attention again. It hadn't taken long for her to ditch her boyfriend in favor of Santana, as long as Santana promised to break up with Rachel in return. The breakup had been ugly. Santana had been too delighted by the fact that Brittany finally wanted her back, to even think about what her action would do to Rachel. Without even bothering to consult Rachel about how they should handle the break up, Santana had just made a public display of the whole thing. She had marched up to Rachel in the school yard and dumped a grape slushy over her head. Before she had loudly declared, so the whole school could hear, that she had only been pretending to date Rachel. The rest of the students had laughed out loud or snickered to themselves. Some had even turned to their friends and exclaimed that they owed them money, because they had been right about the whole thing just being a hoax. Santana had been pretty proud of herself, but when she finally looked at Rachel she almost stopped breathing because of the devastated look on the other girls face. She could clearly see the hurt that was swimming in Rachel's tear brimmed eyes. It was only after Kurt and Mercedes had taken a hold of Rachel, and ushered her towards the nearest bathroom, that Santana managed to breath somewhat normal again.
After that Rachel had refused to talk to her, mostly because none of the other gleeks would let Santana come near her, but it was also clear to Santana that Rachel was avoiding her too. It really pissed Santana off that Rachel wouldn't talk to her, or even take any of her calls. Not that Santana actually knew what she would have said if Rachel would have heard her out, but that wasn't the issue. It just pissed her off that someone was ignoring her, that was all, nothing else.
But deep down Santana knew that there was something else. Because if she had dared to admit it, she really missed Rachel. The more she thought about it, the more she started to realize how much it had meant to her to spend time with the other girl. More often than not Santana started catching herself comparing her relationship with Brittany, with how her "fake" relationship with Rachel had been. To Santana's horror she found herself remembering how much more happy she had felt just pretending to date Rachel, than now that she was actually dating Brittany.
The surprising realization made Santana back down on trying to talk to Rachel, because the truth had really scared her. However three weeks later Santana suddenly realized what a big mistake that had been, when she saw Rachel enter the choir room hand in hand with Finn. That was the moment Santana realized that it was too late for her to tell Rachel how she really felt. Now it would be even more likely that Rachel would end up turning her down, if she even dared to tell the other girl about her feelings.
From then on out, till Santana finally graduated from McKinley, glee became a constant reminder to Santana of what she had lost. Every embrace, every kiss and every glance shared between Finn and Rachel, was a devastating prof to Santana of what she could have had, if she just had been a little bit braver.