***HEY GUYS HOPE YOU LIKED THE FIRST CHAPTER. I DO NOT OWN ANYTHING OF GLEE***

Santana wasn't able to sleep much that night, well at all for that matter. She laid in bed staring up at the ceiling waiting for the rays of the sun to shine through her window. Her heart still hadn't rose out of her stomach. She knew that she completely ruined the beautiful moment that her and Brittany shared several hours before. She knew Brittany would never forget how she just ran out on her. She turned her head to retrieve her cell phone. 5:45. 'Uggh! I hate Mondays' Santana internalized.

Santana became even more saddened by the fact that there was no morning text from Brittany reminding her to get up to shower and to eat her breakfast. Santana smiled at the memory of how she always got butterflies when she got a text from Brittany in general. Her morning texts were literally the highlight of her day, second to seeing Brittany at school of course. Santana let out a sigh and decided to get up being that she wasn't going to get any sleep even if she wanted to anyways. This way she could take an extra long shower.

Santana went over to her closest to collect her wardrobe for the day. She was carefully rummaging through her clothes until she heard her phone ring. Her heart started to beat frantically because all she could think of was Brittany. 'It had to be Brittany' she thought to herself, 'who else would be calling this early?'

She rushed to her phone and answered it without even screening the call. The things adrenaline could do to you. Without even thinking about what to say Santana just started to blurt out words, "B, Look I am so sorry that I ran out on you like that earlier. I didn't know what I was thinking. I was so overwhelmed with emotions and I didn't realize how strongly you felt for me and I was completely caught off guard because I feel the same way. You know me Britt. I don't handle my emotions well, you know that I just tend to ignore them, especially when it comes to you. And in no way am I trying to make an excuse for my actions, I just really want to clear everything with you in person. Please, please Britt. I'm begging you." Santana caught her breath and waited for an answer.

"Ummmm, I really don't know how I could even begin to reply to anything you just said being that I am not Brittany." The voice on the other line replied. Just as that voice resonated in her ear she realized that it was Kurt. 'Fuck!' Santana mouthed to herself. 'Why on earth was he calling me so early for?' Santana thought to herself.

"Kurt! First off why the hell are you calling me so freaking early?" Santana screamed trying to deter any focus on what she had just blurted out to him.

"I was simply calling to ask you to bring that beautiful Marc Jacobs magenta scarf of yours to school because it goes perfectly with the outfit that I am going to wear to school, but this call was much more worth it for I have seemed to catch a earful of yummy gossip or rather yummy confessions. Besides the fact that I am utterly in shock, not knowing if I heard what you said right or not, but please elaborate." Kurt asked slyly, a smile appearing on his face. He knew that he had the upper hand here, which was rare when it came to dealing with Santana.

Santana's cheeks started to feel abnormally hot and she was flooded with embarrassment. There was no way that she could talk herself out of this situation. Kurt obviously heard every word of her confession that was supposed to be for Brittany's ears only. 'Well the fact that he is gay as well might work towards my benefit. I can confide in him' Santana thought.

Santana started to play with her pen on her desk as she attempted to conjure up a way to change the subject. Kurt sensed Santana's discomfort. "Look, I can tell that you obviously do not want to talk to me about the subject matter so I will be the bigger person and leave it alone. But, and not to get all cheesy on you, I am here if you need to talk." Kurt finished. There was still silence. "Okaaaay?"

"Yes, ok." Santana simply replied defeated. She had nothing smart to say in return which left her feeling bleak.

"Ok, well I still want you to bring that scarf, so don't forget." Kurt chuckled.

"Got it. And Kurt.." Santana said softly, "Thank you."

Kurt smiled, he had semi reached Santana's soft side, "Your welcome."

'So first I run away from the love of my life, then I become best friends with Kurt? What the hell is wrong with me?' Santana vented to herself. She turned on her Ipod and blasted Adele, got in the shower and got ready for school.

Brittany didn't sleep at all that night either. All she could think about was how everything went from being utterly perfect to a sheer nightmare. She had Santana, she had all of her. She finally admitted how she truly felt towards Brittany, but her fear got the best of her and now Brittany was left with uncertainty. Which was the worst because now she truly did not know how to feel about the situation between her and Santana. She looked at her clock and realized that it was time for her to get ready. Brittany always showered before she went to sleep so all she had to do was get dressed and apply her makeup. She grabbed her phone and gazed at the blank screen.

Usually by this time she would've gotten a reply from Santana saying that she just got out of the shower and she was on her way to have her yogurt and fruit for breakfast, and a picture of her outfit for that day. Which Brittany always thought Santana did just to purposely tease her. But today was different, no text and no picture.

Brittany was already dressed as she walked over to her vanity to apply her makeup. 'I wonder if Santana was able to sleep last night. Was she thinking about me? Was she thinking of a way to reach out to me, to make things better?' Brittany thought hopefully to herself. Brittany finished and grabbed her belongings and headed downstairs to grab a granola bar and headed out to her car. 'Ugghh! I hate Mondays' she said to herself as she got into her car and headed to school.

Kurt arrived at school before either Brittany or Santana. It was hard to keep this epic piece of news to himself but he knew that he really had to keep this to himself this time, not only because of the mere fact that Santana would literally end his life personally, but this was extremely sensitive material. Kurt was in shock by the fact that Santana had the ability to feel any type of loving emotions toward anyone, but also the fact that she was being true about her sexuality. Kurt was standing by his locker in a daze with his thoughts.

"Hello love!" Mercedes greeted Kurt brightly. "Umm, hello! Earth to Princess Kurt!" Mercedes teased as she waved her hands in front of Kurt's face.

Kurt shook himself out of his trance, "Huh? Oh, Hi love, sorry you know how Mondays are for me, I'm always so slow in the mornings."

"Right." Mercedes responded not convinced. "Why did it look like you were in super deep thought about something, I know that facial expression?" Mercedes interrogated. Then she turned to look at who he had his focus on, Santana. She was automatically succumb to confusion.

"Santana? Umm, you better tell me what's going on stat! You are really starting to freak me out." Mercedes said with excitement.

Kurt was slightly annoyed at Mercedes precise intuition, and being that Mercedes was indeed his best friend, he couldn't tell her.

"Look, there's nothing going on you silly goose, I was just making sure that she brought her Marc Jacobs scarf that I need for my outfit today, you know I get nervous when my outfits aren't complete." Kurt said quickly. He looked at Mercedes reaction and was relieved.

"Ok, that sounds like the Kurt I know. You were starting to scare me for a second." Mercedes laughed.

Kurt joined her in laughing as Santana approached him with her scarf. "Good morning beautiful, and Weezy." as she looked at Mercedes. "You better not get that dirty or do anything freaky with it on with your boy toy, my dad just bought me that."

"Shut up, and actually that doesn't sound like a bad idea." Kurt teased.

Just as Santana was about to reply Brittany arrived at her locker across the hall. Santana's body became numb and she literally started to sweat at the sight of Brittany. Without even saying goodbye to neither Mercedes or Kurt she began to make her way towards Brittany.

Brittany was facing her locker, just standing there not even attempting to open it. Santana wanted to cry just seeing Brittany so sad and knowing that she was the source of her sadness. She didn't even know what she was going to say to Brittany, she just needed to be close to her. Santana finally made it to her locker and at first just stood next to Brittany not saying a word. Santana found the courage to speak first.

"Hi." Santana simply said softly.

Brittany looked up to meet Santana's gaze. Even though she was at lost as to how she should feel, seeing Santana's beautiful face still made her heart smile. "Hi. I shouldn't be talking to you. My cat told me that it's bad for my emotional well being. He told me that you are making me even more confused than I am on a regular basis, but I still want to talk to you, just don't tell him if he asks you ok." Brittany said with a straight face.

Santana tried her best not to start laughing and just smiled instead. It was a relief to Santana that Brittany was still her old self despite the awkwardness between them. "I promise I won't tell him." Santana said with sincerity. "Britt, I know that I ruined the magic of last night and I really do want to redeem myself, only if you'll be so kind to let me."

They were standing so close to each other, kissing distance, it made Santana breathe harder when she felt Brittany's sweet breathe on her lips.

"San..." Brittany started to speak slowly taking notice to their proximity to each other, "You, you really hurt me. You brought my hopes up so high, I honestly believed that what I had always been hoping for, hoping for years was actually becoming a reality. My dream of being with you was coming true, and then you yank it right from under my feet and you let me fall and you just left me there. I offered my heart to you, for you to own, but you denied me. Instead of taking care of it, you just crushed it."

Brittany knew that she might have been exaggerating a little bit, but she was hurt and she wanted Santana to fully understand that.

All those words hurt so badly, because it was all true. She wanted to grab Brittany's hands, she wanted to hold her and tell her that she loved her with every ounce of her being and that she didn't care what others thought of her, that she just wanted to be with her, that being with her would be the cure to everything in her life, but she just stood there.

"Britt, I, I know that running out on you hurt you deeply, and I know you will never forget, but I just want to make things right, I do, I do want to be with you and no one else..." Santana utilized all her strength not to cry, "I just want to live my life with you..." Santana started to cry, "I just want to make things right."

Brittany hated when Santana cried, it killed her to see her like that, but she wanted to know that she could truly trust Santana with her feelings, she didn't want to go back and forth. Brittany sighed, "Do you really want to make things right?"

Santana nodded. Brittany continued, "And you honestly do not care about what others think?"

Santana nodded affirmatively once again, "Then kiss me, here in front of our friends, in front of our classmates. If you truly mean all that you just said, then kiss me." Brittany said with strength.

Kurt and Mercedes were standing across from them with both their eyes and mouths wide open. They couldn't believe the scene that was materializing before them. They both waited anxiously to see what Santana was going to do. No one has ever seen Santana this vulnerable, it was refreshing to see that she was in fact human.

Santana was in shock herself. She didn't know that Brittany had it in her to challenge her in that way. Santana looked up, Brittany's beautiful lips were well within kissing range, and she was ready to prove her love to Brittany until she heard someone sneer, "Look at those lesbos." Someone said while giggling as they walked passed them. Santana didn't know who it was but she became self conscious once again.

"Forget them, their just ignorant." Kurt cheered on.

Brittany never took her eyes off Santana's as she waited for the kiss. Santana stepped back, and in that moment Brittany knew that she wasn't going to get a kiss. Brittany let out a breath of air as she stepped back as well. "I knew it." she said with disdain, "So much for not caring what others think." Brittany gave Santana one more look and walked away.

Brittany knew that she said that she would wait for Santana, that her love for her will be as patient as it needs to be, yet she couldn't deal with Santana's insecurity, she hated being pulled back and forth, Santana was definitely her strongest weakness, and that fact was making this that much more harder. She knew that time apart would be the best for the both of them.

Santana watched as Brittany walked away. Kurt and Mercedes walked over to try to console her, but she just shrugged them both off. She faced her locker once again and said to herself, 'Strike two.'

***HEY GUYS! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING. I KNOW THAT YOU ALL ARE WAITING FOR SANTANA TO FINALLY GET HER ACT TOGETHER AND I PROMISE THAT I WILL MAKE IT WORTH YOUR WAIT!***