A/N: hellloooo. This fic is a Brittana one. It's actually inspired by the new promo for Glee's 'Silly Love Songs'. I love Santana and i will kill Lauren Zizes.

"Just face it Santana, you can dish the dirt but you can't take it. So maybe you're right, I'm destined to play the lead of Broadway musical version of the Willow, but the only job you're gonna have is working on a pole!", Rachel spitted out.

Santana was hurt by Rachel's insult. 'a pole?'.

she picked up her bag and said, "fine", and dragged herself towards the door.

Brittany chased after her. She stopped when she heard a voice.

"Wait Britt! Why are you chasing after Satan?", Finn asked with sarcasm in his voice.

"Alright, first of all, she's not a Satan". "She's a bitch. Don't you think that she knows that she's a bitch? Huh!".

Everyone else was silent.

Brittany continued her yelling to her 'friends'.

"of course she knows it! Doesn't mean you guys have to shove it in her face", "and, she has a hard exterior because she has a soft interior. She's scared of being hurt. The Santana i know, is the soft one. One who cares about me-"

"You, Britt. Not us", Quinn cut her.

"cause you never tried!", "all you guys do is bitch her about being a slut and and a heartless bitch"

"that's cause she is!", Finn spat out.

Brittany couldn't hold in the anger anymore.

"Finn, i have a black belt in karate and i am in Detective's class. I can murder you and make it look like an accident", Brittany said with her eyes wide open, her breathing becoming more deeper and her cheeks are turning fuming red.

"i suggest you shut your piehole","she didn't wanna be here in the first place. But she stayed cause she loved Glee club. She loved all of you. Even Mr.S", "She just doesn't know how to show it"

"And Rachel?"

Rachel looked at Brittany

"That was really mean. What you said, abut Santi working with a pole. Really mean. I never thought you were that mean"

Rachel than realized what she had done and felt extremely guilty.

Brittany ran off to the nearest bathroom and found Santana sitting on the bathroom floor.

"Santana?", Brittany asked when she looked at her best friend in the whole world.

"Hey Britt", Santana whispered softly in between sniffles.

"Can i sit with you?", Brittany asked with a smile.

Santana just shrugged.

"Don't care about them San, they're just jealous", "cause, you're awesome and they're not.", Brittany smiled.

Santana smiled, "Thanks Britt, but maybe they're right, maybe I'm just a bitch. A really mean one"

"You're an awesome one. Why don't you make up for it then? I'm sure they'll be able to trust you and love you like… I do!", Brittany smiled and gave Santana a hug.

"Thanks B, I love you"

"I love you too Santi!"

"Right now San, we're gonna march in back that room and we're gonna be fearless, okay?"

"Will you come with me?"

"Definetly", Brittany replied with a smile.

They both linked their pinkies and went back into the Choir Room.

Rachel was the first to get up and apologize.

"Santana! I'm so sorry about what I said, I was just angry and we all know I like to snap at other people, but please forgive me. You can punch my face if y-"

"It's alright Rachel. I know I'm a bitch. I'm sorry about that. And don't worry, I ain't gonna punch you in the face", Santana replied.

"Oh, well, grool"

"Grool?"

"Ah, well, I was thinking about great then, my mouth was speaking cool, so yeah, grool", "I am going to hug you now alright?"

Santana nodded.

When Rachel was hugging Santana she whispered to her, "I think you're a great person Santana, but let your guard down a little bit, we wanna know the softer, more gentle Santana. We love you", Rachel smiled.

Santana sat down next to Artie and Brittany.

"How come you never said anything about me Artie?"

"Because I don't think you're bad at all. Intimidating, sure. But bad? Naah, just creepy", Artie laughed.

"And, you make Brittany smile all the time with the duck stories and when I'm in class, you take care of her during Cheerio practice, I think what you're doing for her, for me, Is great. I have no reason to go against you."

Santana smiled.

A/N: Should I continue? Review please.