I don't own Glee so please don't sue me!
It's been one week since I've talked to her. One week since we've walked into school holding pinkies. One week ago I found out what I really am to Santana. And it's been the worst week of my life. I miss her. But I'm not giving in. She was my best friend, and even more. I wanted more. She didn't. And she finally showed me where I stand in her world.
I must be as stupid as everyone says I am, because I thought she felt the same way for me that I feel about her. Yes, I still feel that way, and no matter what she does, I'll always feel this way.
This week, Mr. Schue has decided that we are doing Rocky Horror Picture Show. It's Santana's favorite musical, not that she'd ever admit it. We've seen it live a few times when there's a production around Halloween.
She's a Magenta, along with Quinn, and I'm Columbia, along with Tina. For the parts together, he's paired me and Santana, and Quinn and Tina. I wish I could ask him to switch, but that would show that I care. And I don't want her to know that I do anymore, so I have to keep my mouth shut.
"B! Can I talk to you?" She says as I try to run to Quinn's car.
I turn and face her, but I don't say a word.
"Do you wanna come over to my house? We could do our songs together, and could you maybe help me with my solo?"
"Sure."
"Thanks B. No one's at my house, so none of them can interrupt us."
She walks to her car, and I follow. I see Quinn coming over to get me, but I shake my head. She frown slightly, but just nods.
Santana unlocks her car and gets my door. As we drive off, I see Quinn and Rachel standing at Quinn's car. They both seem to be arguing.
The fifteen minute car ride to her house is weird. It's really quiet. She stares constantly at me, and I flip down the mirror on the passengers thing. I don't have anything on my face. What can she be scaring at?
We immediately go up to her room, and she plops down on her bed. She pats the space beside her. I sit on the fuzzy chair by her desk. I've always thought it was really comfy.
"B, I want to apologize for last week. I didn't mean what I said. I was just scared, and you know the only way I know how to react to push away people. I pushed you away, and I've felt like shit all week because of it. I want things to go back to the way they used to be. I broke it off with Puck. I'm never going back to him again."
"Santana, I don't care what you do. I used to, but I can't do it anymore. Everytime I try to take another step with you, you screw it up. And I think last week was the first time in a long time that you've been truthful with me, even if it was by accident. And the Puck thing? You've told me that so many times, that I'm sick of hearing it! But I don't know why I'm putting in my nickels, because I'm just a rock, what I have to say doesn't matter."
I take a breath and lower my voice.
"I came her because you said we were going to practice our songs. So either start singing, or let me text Quinn to come get me."
I can't look at her throughout my little speech. I know that it's all a lie, and if I look into her eyes, she'll know it's a lie too.
She shruggs her shoulders and turns on the music for Science Fiction. Her voice is perfect as she starts to sing the song I've heard her sing a million times. I can't help but smile as she finishes.
"You were amazing. But you didn't need me to tell you that."
She smiles back at me, and changes the song.
So I know this was kind of un-Brittany-ish, but she's really mad at Santana. The next chapter will be Time Warp, and Santana will be trying to get Brittany back. I don't know if Britt will take her back though. Let me know what you think please!