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Lima, Ohio, 2012, Brittany's POV
She wakes up to the feeling of the warmth of the morning sun on her body. Slowly, her eyelids open and she takes in the overwhelming feeling of satisfaction last night left her with. She begins to roll over when she realizes the spot on the bed next to her is empty. As she sleepily scans the room she finds Santana sitting near the window, draped in her bed sheet. "What are you doing, San?"
"Just thinking." Santana replies from her postion. However, the hint of uncertainty in her voice does not go unnoticed by Brittany.
"About?" Brittany asks, but she can't fight off the feeling that she doesn't really want to know.
"Everything, Britt." Santana breathes out. "What's going to happen now?"
"With what?"
"Us." Santana sighs when she receives no response but the weary look on her girlfriend's face. "Don't act like you haven't thought about it..."
"Well...yeah," Brittany hesitates. "But...I'm...I don't know. I'm not worried about it."
"Why not?" Santana says back, harsher than intended. She tries to brush off the look Brittany gives her and continues. "You're leaving, Britt. Soon. It's for real now and we can't act like kids and ignore it anymore."
"I'm not acting like a kid. I don't want to think about going so far away from you..." She swallows the lump in her throat as she raises her eyes to look at Santana and it's then that she realizes the Latina's watery eyes. "San...please don't cry." She says as she rises from the bed to comfort the brunette.
"Long-distance never works, Britt..." Santana whispers, on the verge of tears.
"Santana..."
"I don't wanna be like all those other long-distance relationships that hang in there for a few months and then break up when somebody cheats or things get weird." Santana says in one breath, tears threating to spill out of her eyes.
"I would never cheat on you..." Brittany replies, on the brink of tears herself. She doesn't believe this. This isn't happening, not now. Not like this.
"...I would never cheat on you either, Britt. But you know...you're gonna go to school and dance and be amazing...I'll still be here...I don't want to hold you back." She pauses. "Maybe we should do the mature thing here." They sit in silence for a few moments, the weight of Santana's statement collapsing all around Brittany. She wonders for a moment if it's possible to actually feel your own heart break.
"So breaking up with me? That's what you're going to do?" She actually feels more anger building the longer she sits here. However, it's shortlived and her lips begin to quiver, tears now freely rolling down her cheeks as she shakes her head 'no' repeatedly. Santana's crying too now as she grips Brittany's hand and pulls her in for a hug. "You know I will always love you the most." And those nine words released the flood of tears from Brittany's eyes as she clenches her now ex-girlfriend's shirt in her hands.
"I love you, too."
Lima, Ohio, Present Day, Santana's POV
When Santana gets home from Cheerio's practice she's nearly positive she's half-dead. She's also pretty sure the other half of her is going to die as well if she doesn't get some type of food in her system now. "Hey mija, how was practice?"
"Hell-like, as usual."
"Language, Santana. But I was going to run out to pick up some Chinese so don't eat anything yet. Do you want to come?" Santana inwardly groans at the thought of having to wait another minute to eat something and she believes she can feel her stomach attempting to digest itself but decides to go with her mom anyways. They get in the car and begin making their way out of their developement when the older Latina clears her throat. "Um, mija. You got a phone call this afternoon. From Brittany."
"Really?" Santana is suprised to say the least. Besides the first day of school a few weeks ago, this is the first time the blonde has made an attempt to talk to her since they had their breakup.
"Yeah, she asked me to have you call her back. She said she was good though, we talked for a few minutes." Her mom continues but at this point Santana isn't really even listening anymore. The thoughts in her brain are bouncing around so fast they could possibly create a nuclear reaction and she's already debating on whether or not she should return the call. Of course she should. Of course she will. Who is she kidding? It's Brittany. She'd fly to New York right now if Brittany had requested it, but that's not the point. She's so deep in thought she doesn't even realize they've reached their destination and parked. "Santana!" Her mom yells.
"Huh?" The younger Latina replies in confusion.
"Get out of the car!"
...*...*...
"Could they hurry up? I'm starving."
"Santana, we've only been here for a few minutes. Dios mio, you have the patience of your father."
"Well sorry, I..." Santana loses her train of thought when she sees a flash of honey brown hair pass the order window. "I...um, worked hard at practice." She's not really sure what she just saw so she decides to do a little spying and gets up to grab a peppermint from the cashier's counter. As she approaches the counter one of the employees walks out of the back and comes towards cash register. She's cute, Santana observes. Really cute. She's the same height as Santana, maybe a little taller, with honey brown hair and dark brown eyes. When the mystery girl notices Santana standing there she smiles and the Latina swears she felt something inside her melt a little. "Can I help you with something?"
"What?" Santana asks. She can feel the pink tint creeping into her cheeks. "Oh, I was just gonna grab a peppermint."
"Well here you go." The girl says, and laughs as she picks up a peppermint and hands it to Santana. Santana stares at the girl for a moment before she responds with a rushed out 'yeah, thanks' and quickly walks towards the door where here mom is waiting for her, food in hand.
Santana sighs when she reaches the car and can't help but think that girl had a really nice laugh...