"You guys do realize other people are around, right?" Brittany whispers loudly. Quinn ends our kiss with one last peck, causing me to pout a little. "Baby" I whine. I haven't seen her all weekend. I hate to sound clingy, but I missed my boo. "Come here, love" Quinn whispers softly. The pout quickly disappears from my face as I cuddly close to her. Laying my head on her chest, I wrap my arm around her waist, breathing in her scent.
"Isn't this just the cutest?" Brit says sarcastically. I kick her softly, before returning my attention to the TV. We were currently at my house lounging around since my parents weren't home. Come to think of it, they haven't been home in a few days. Maybe I will call them later to figure out what's going on.
"Baby, are you alright?" Quinn says softly, snapping me out of my thoughts. I nod my head quickly, even though she probably already knows something is wrong. I hate how I can mask my emotions around her. "Do you want to talk later?" she tries again. I don't answer her at first, because I honestly don't know what to say. I miss my parents, even though they have only been gone a couple days it feels like I haven't seen them in forever.
"It's nothing babe" I whisper, kissing her lips gently. She wraps her arms around my waist, pulling me on top of her. Deeping the kiss, I swipe my tongue on her bottom lip and she instantly grants me access. Moaning softly, her hands find my ass causing me to grind down.
"Babe, we have to stop" I say breathlessly as Quinn mouth finds my neck. Leaving a trail of wet kisses, I try to push away, but I can't. It just feels so good. "You're right babe. I'm sorry I got carried away. I just really missed you this weekend." She whispers softly in my ear, leaving a lingering kiss on my forehead. I just shrug my shoulders, not wanting her to know how much I missed her. I'm still a badass you know.
"I know you missed me a lot too. You don't have to say it out loud" I smile into her neck, and slowly nod my head. There was no need to deny it anymore. I don't have to see her to know that she is smiling. Wrapping her hands tighter around my waist, I bury my face deeper into her neck inhaling the scent of my girlfriend.
"You do realize I'm still here, right?" Brit comments again, throwing pieces of popcorn at us. "Yes, smartass we do. We just don't get a fuck" I respond into Quinn's neck hoping she can hear me. "I wish you guys did care, my eyes can't take much more of this shit" Britt says laughing.
Slowing removing myself from Quinn, I lunge at Brittany, knocking her off the bed and onto the floor. "Oh really, that's how you feel?" I yell climbing on top of her. "I may be blonde, but I'm not Quinn" She screams back, thrashing under me. My legs are wrapped tightly around her waist, so she can't get out.
"Shut the fuck up Britt!" I scream tickling her sides. She began laughing, but I know she hates when people do this. "Stop! Get off me Bitch. Quinn come get your girl!" She attempts to say in between breaths. "Okay, okay, okay. San get off Britt, she can't breathe" Quinn tries to reason, but I barely hear her. I'm to be busy trying to control the beast underneath me. "Never!" I scream, going in for more tickles. Reaching for her neck, a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist pulling me off her.
I sink into the touch, taking in the familiar arms around me. "It's about time you got her" Britt huffs, straightening out her closes before returning to her sit on my bed. I roll my eyes, before Quinn sits down, with my on her lap. Burying my face in her hair, I try to control my breathing. Rubbing small circles on my back, Quinn tries to calm me down. "She is just playing babe" She whispers softly.
I nod my head, because I know. It's Brittany; she is always kidding. If I didn't know her as well as I did, I wouldn't know when to take her seriously. "Yeah babe, I'm just kidding" Brittany mocks from the other side of the room. I attempt to get up, but the arms around my waist hold on even tight. I just sigh, and remain in my current position; not like I'm mad about that though.
"Unholy Trinity Sleepover?" I question lifting my head from Quinn's neck. Quinn gives me a soft yes, while Britt makes another smart ass comment. I disregard her, before making my way downstairs to call my parents.
Reaching the house phone, I quickly type the number. "Hello?" I hear my father say into the phone. I smile softly. I love hearing my Papi's voice. It's so soothing. "Hola Papi! Quinn and Britt are staying the night. Just wanted to let you guys know" I say. I hear him talking to someone in the background, and I'm not even sure if he can hear me. "Papi?" I try again, but I get no response, just more conversation on his end with whomever.
Sighing softly, I make my way over to the kitchen. Opening the cabinet, I search for my Papi's hidden bottle of Scotch and his cigars. Grabbing a glass, I pour some, before reaching for the cigars. Not even bothering tell Q and B where I was going, I head out onto the back porch. Lighting the cigar and taking a long gulp of scotch, I sit back and think about my parents.
"You have been gone for a while" Quinn whispers from the door. I turn to see her smiling softly. Short blonde her cascading around her shoulders. "What's wrong?" I shrug my shoulders before turning away, not waiting her to see the tears spring to my eyes. "Baby, I thought we were passed this. Now tell me what's wrong?" she repeats.
I turn back around, to face her. The tears instantly fall from my eyes. "Oh babe" she whispers softly, before hugging my tightly. I fall into her arms, sobbing quietly. My thoughts filled with questions about my parents and why they couldn't love me.
When I finally finished crying, I lean my head back looking up at the stars. "My parents don't care" I whisper into the night sky. I don't have to see Quinn to know she was staring at me. "They do babe, they just have an interesting way of showing it." Quinn answers. The way she said it, just made me want to believe her. "I guess" I mumble softly before moving closer to her. "You know, Britts and I care. We love you too." She whispers.
"Come on, let's get back inside. B has probably burned down the kitchen trying to cook something" Quinn says getting up. Reaching for my hand, she pulls me quickly into her arms. I sink into her touch. "I love you guys too" I whisper into her hair.
She squeezes me once, before letting go. Walking back into the house she grabs my hand and pulls me back into her. Giggle softly, she kisses my lips. I'm so addicted to her taste. "I love you, Santana" she says softly into my lips. "I love you too" I respond before crashing our lips together.
Wrapping my arms around her neck I deepen this kiss. "Break it up you too. I needs to eat" Britt screams from the kitchen throwing more pieces of popcorn. Rolling my eyes, I give Quinn one last peck before walking to the kitchen, with Quinn close behind.
Even though I didn't have my parents with me, I had my family. Quinn and Britt, my lifelines.