Hi guys. I'm back again with a second 'chapter' of Samtina. I hope you guys liked the first. Please don't be afraid to message me with suggestions questions, comments or complaints. Thanks for reading, favoring, and all that jazz.

There he stood. In his marvel covered shirt, in his nerded-out bed room surrounded by everything, and everything reminded him of something else. Relating to Brittany, and then to Tina, and staying on Tina. This was insane. He shouldn't be feeling this way while dating Brittany. He knew better than to do stuff like this after being cheated on, and being the tool used to cheat.

His phone tumbled in his hands and he didn't know which to do first. Call Brittany or Tina. If he called Brittany he'd read -or try to- the speech he wrote and it would end. And he would hear her cry and then Santana would be all up in his grill about nonsense because she really does care when she wants no one to think she does. Though, if she called Tina, fun could be had while flirting over math and science. Obviously the latter sounded better...Except for the part where he was still in a relationship with Brittany. After mulling it over for a bit longer he did the right thing and called Brittany.

The phone rang, and rang and rang, and just as it was about to go to voicemail, the phone was answered.

"Tubbington's Psychic readings how may I help you?"

"Britt?"

"Sam?"

"Yeah.."

"Oh. Hey. I think you called the wrong line...or tubbington changed my ringtone. Bad tubbington. What's up?"

Just then his mouth went dry and he couldn't for words. A girl he worked so hard to get he was now letting go. Though, he figured he might have to sometime soon with the way Santana was breathing down his neck.

"Alright. Britt. I'm sorry, but-"

"Hold on. Tubbington is smoking again and lady tubbington is holding the lighter."

A sigh left Sam's lips. She wasn't making this any easier for him.

"Alright, I'm back." The girl said cheery as usual.

"We gotta talk, Britt. I think-"

"Can I say something first?" Brittany asked interrupting him. Sam nodded though she couldn't see it, and the blonde continued anyways. "So Santana came over a few days ago. She was in town on a break or something. And she said it wasn't cheating, but we did the same thing when I was with Artie, and he said it was cheating. So. I'm sorry Sam, but I cheated on you and your guppy lips."

The air went dead. He went from mellow to angry in seconds.

"Sam?"
"...I'm here." The boy said softly. "Thanks for your honesty, Britt, but... we're over. You and Santana are obviously meant to be if stuff like this keeps happening. Have fun together."

On the other end you could hear small sobs and the repetition of 'I'm sorry' being said through cries, but Sam ignored it all and ended the call. He fell back on his bed and just stared at the ceiling for a while.

A few hours had passed and he hadn't moved much. He was sad, and even though he was going to end it with Brittany, there's a difference in leaving because you don't like them anymore, and leaving because you were cheated on. And he was the latter.

bzzzzz... bzzzzz... bzzz...

His phone rang at his side and he ignored it. Probably Brittany saying something, or Santana yelling, or.. Someone that wasn't important, he thought. But then it stopped. There was a minute of silence and it started again. Bzzz... Bzzz... Bzzz.. Finally he picked up his phone without looking, giving a large sigh, and answering it. "Hello? Who are you and what do you want?" Sam asked in a monotone fashion.

"Sammy?" The voice rang and immediately he knew the voice. "It's Tina. You never called me about tutoring, so, I'm calling you. Everything alright?"
"Y-Yeah..." He stammered over his words unable to believe his ears. "Some stuff happened today when I was gonna call you and.. I forgot. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it. What's up?" The girl asked in her normally perky voice.
There was a long pause and finally he answered. "Brittany cheated on me, told me, and then I broke up with her..."

A gasp was heard on the other end and Sam just stayed silent.

"I'll be over in a few, alright? For...hugs or to just watch Star Wars. Got it?"

A laugh left Sam's lips and again he nodded responding, "Yeah. Alright. See ya here T."

Tina couldn't believe her ears. Sam and Brittany were no more. They were finished and just when she called him to what to see him. There was her chance. She couldn't believe how off and oddly perfect it was. Her heart raced, and her mind battled her with ifs, and -ands. But she didn't care because just across town there was a sad Sam Evans who needed a shoulder to cry on. Or hug. Which was perfect because she was just repaying the favor when he did it for her after her and Mike's break up.

15 minutes passed and then she was there. Standing at the steps of the boys house. She walked up the steps and then rose her hand to knock on the door a few times. Just as she was about to knock again, the door swung open and a Blonde boy whos eyes looked red and puffy from crying answered the door.

"Oh Sammy..." She said out of pity before pulling him into a hug. Her right arm around his shoulders and her left resting on his head, running over his hair soothingly. They boys face buried in her shoulder as he clung onto her. The way he hugged her made it feel like she was the only person in the world with any importance. Like if he let go she'd be gone forever and something about that feeling and the way they clung to each other made Tina's heart skip a beat.
After a few minuets like that, standing in his door way, they finally parted and she smiled up to the boy. Though she missed the closeness of the hug, she wouldn't say much about 'needing' another or something silly. "..Would you like to go talk about this some place else.. other than your door way, Sammy?"

The boy gave a nod as he waved her inside and practically fell on the couch a moment later. "..She was cheating on me with Santana.."