BritTana One-Shot
Disclaimer: UNFORTUNATELY Glee's not mine :(
UNbeta'd so all mistakes were mine :)
R&R
I never really expect to see her sitting in our front yard that night.
FLASHBACK:
She's crying, it was probably because of her boyfriend Artie.
I don't know, she would always go with me when things with wheels rocks, or even when something happened in their house. I am the only one she turned to.
But hey, who am I complained? I'm just her beloved bestfriend you know!
"What did wheelchair do to you?" I asked as I sit beside her.
"San..."
"What?! That ahndi probably did something to you. And you're my girl! I would kick his ass when I see him."
"Artie's not the problem."
"Then who?" I thought, maybe it has something to do with her family, or maybe a new problem. Jeez! Doesn't she had enough? "Or maybe what?"
"I don't know Santana!" she said angrily as she stood up. "You know what my problem is?! You!"
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Stop there blondie!" I stand up too, because, hell what is the problem with her really?! She came here, sit in my front yard, crying and telling that her problem was me? "How, does your problem become me?!"
"Because suddenly all I see is you. Not the hot boys in cosmo or even Artie! Just you! Do you understand that?"
"Are you kidding me? You're joking right? Please tell me, this is some kind of a joke. I will laugh, seriously!" being sarcastic? Yes! Because she's really got to be kidding me.
"Can't you see. I wore clothes you like, I even choose someone with your approval. I always thought of 'what will Santana think about this' I love you! Santana, can you hear me? I said I love you. Always have, always will."
She - what? Loved me?
What she had just said, it confused me.
It didn't quite sink yet.
"Please go home Britt."
"But San.."
"I can't think about this right now. So can you please just leave?" her face fall. "I'll call you."
I saw that one tear fell down from her eyes.
She cry on her way home.
END OF FLASHBACK:
It's been five years. I still blame myself for what she did to herself.
And I still can't believe that she took away her life because of me.
But now I can make it right. Maybe all she ever wanted was to be with me.
And that's what did.
October 28, 2010 journal entry of Santana Lopez
Retrieved from a burning house on the same date in Ohio, Lima.
[A/N]: what do you think? should i make one more before I sleep?
