Chapter 2 – The Other Girl
It took Santana a day to stop crying over their break-up. For the next two days, she just stayed quiet, and just talked when needed. But she still suddenly bursts out into tears whenever something reminds her of Sam. And she still won't come out of room. Quinn was worried because Santana hasn't even said any insult for three straight days. The day just wasn't complete unless Santana says an insult. On the fourth day after their break-up, Quinn was so relieved because Santana finally said an insult when she commented that the food Quinn made tastes awful, but she still ate it. It took another two days for Quinn and Puck to convince her to go out of her room, and move on. They were able to convince her to go out, but moving on was still a long way to go.
After about a thousand insults, pleading, and pouting, Quinn and Puck convinced Santana to go out with them. Puck told them that they were going to a café they always went to during their lazy days. But because they were busy, they haven't been there more than three months. During the ride going there, Santana stayed quiet, and so did Quinn and Puck, because they didn't really know what to say. When they arrived, a large sign in front of the café that said "Lima Bean" caught their eyes. That was definitely not there three months ago. Puck, acting as a gentleman, held the door open for the two girls.
"Hey! Welcome back. I thought you guys would never come back here." Said a short brown-haired man working at the café while beaming at them brightly, showing almost all of his teeth.
"Oh hey Ron. Sorry we were just really busy." Said Quinn.
"Oh. No biggie. Your favourite seats are still free." Replied Ron, his smile never leaving his face.
They walked towards a room at the back and sat there. Quinn was facing the direction of the entrance, Santana was seated opposite her and had her back towards the entrance, and Puck was seated on Quinn's right side.
"Okay, so what would you guys like?" Quinn asked her two friends. "And Puck, it's your turn to pay." It was their tradition that they would take turns paying for their coffees whenever they went there.
"Dang it." Puck said, disappointed. He reached for his wallet in his back pocket.
"I think I'd get a café mocha." And for the first time, Santana spoke.
"Just an Espresso for me." Puck said while giving Quinn the payment for their coffees.
"Okay. I'll be right back."
After a few minutes, Quinn came back with their coffee orders. They sat there for a while, and little by little, Santana was coming back to normal. Or at least she was now talking more, though it was visible that was still depressed. The three were chatting when the bell which signalled another customer coming in sounded, and Quinn saw a familiar face coming in, and he was not alone. Quinn heard Ron say something like a greeting directed to his companion.
"What the fucking fuck?" Quinn looked at the blonde guy, her jaw a hanging open.
"What? Oh…" Puck looked at the direction Quinn was staring, and understood why Quinn was surprised. "What the fuck? He got another girl!"
When Santana looked at her friends' expressions and heard their reactions, her heart began to beat fast. She didn't want to believe it. No. It was not Sam. It can't be. She was too afraid to look back, but eventually, she did. And her suspicions were right.
Sitting near the cashier was Sam, and across him was a blue-eyed blonde. They were giggling, and they looked as if they were a couple. Santana thought they even looked like a couple who started dating a long time ago. Her suspicions were once again proven right when they heard a faint "Happy anniversary babe" from Sam.
No fucking way. He left me for another girl? And he freaking cheated on me?
And suddenly, tears threatened to leave Santana's eyes once again. Just when things were going better, Sam shows up with another girl who he was apparently dating the same time he was dating Santana.
"Okay. Now I'm gonna kick his ass." Puck said angrily.
"No. Don't" Santana said weakly while she grabbed his arm, stopping him from barging over there and wreak some havoc. Her eyes are now getting watery, showing signs of pain and anger.
"But Santana, he broke your heart. This douchebag should be taught a lesson." Puck said while staring daggers at Sam.
"Puck. Calm down. As much as I would like to also slap him across the face and hit him repeatedly with anything I could get my hands on for hurting Santana here, I don't think violence would be a very good idea. It wouldn't really solve anything." Quinn said. Puck was surprised because Quinn never wanted to hurt anyone, and here she was, talking about torturing a guy.
"Fine." Puck huffed and crossed his arms in front of him. He looked at Sam and the girl once again. There was something that bothered him, but he can't pinpoint what.
"Santana…" Quinn looked at Santana, who was now wiping tears falling from her eyes with the back of her hand. "Would you like to go home? We could go through the café back door." Quinn offered.
Santana was now thankful that they went at the café so many times that they got friends with some of the employees. Ron had showed them the backdoor one time, though they didn't even know for what reason. Santana nodded, and looked at Sam and the other girl one last time. They exited through the backdoor, and went straight home.
"I can't believe he fucking cheated on me." Santana said, as soon as they entered their apartment. She stopped crying about 5 minutes before they reached their apartment. She had cried enough for the past few days, and she won't cry anymore. But that doesn't mean it didn't hurt her still. She sat down on their couch, and soon, Quinn and Puck followed.
"What the hell is wrong with him? Dating two girls at the same time? That's just unacceptable. And people think I am a player." Puck said. There was still something bothering him about that girl, and he still doesn't have a clue on what it is.
"That Evans dude is such an asshole." Quinn commented.
"Ugh. He fucking cheated on me." Santana growled. "But still…I can't believe it too, but I am still in love with him."
"What the hell Santana? Are you blind? He cheated on you. He. Cheated. On. You." Quinn emphasized on every word, as if making sure that Santana would get some sense into her.
"I don't get to control my feelings Q! And you don't get it. He's the key to my lock. He's the yin to my yang. He's the wind beneath my arms."
"You mean wings." Quinn told Santana.
"I don't have wings, you moron."
"AH! That's it!" Puck suddenly shouted.
"Huh? What's it?"
"I know now what was bothering me about that girl. She and I went to the same high school."
"What? You know her, Puck?"
"Yeah. I think her name was…" Puck thought for a moment. "…Ah! Brittany. She was really famous back then in our high school. But I didn't really talk to her, and I don't think she knows me, too. Almost every guy fell for her. And girls." Puck wiggled his eyebrows. "Before junior year she only dated guys, but then she took a girl to junior prom. And I think she also dated the same girl when we were seniors, but after a year, they broke up."
"She's bisexual?" asked Quinn, who suddenly got curious about Sam's 'girlfriend'.
"Well, I think so, yeah."
"You seem to know a lot about her." Quinn looked at Puck while doing her signature look – raising one of her eyebrows.
"I told you she was really popular!"
"I'm not really interested on the girl who stole my guy Puck."
"Well, I just thought of this plan, though I'm not really sure about this." Puck said, looking at Santana, then to Quinn, then back at Santana, then to Quinn again.
"Oh just spit it out Puck!" the two girls shouted.
"You can get them to break up."
"What? How?" Santana said, suddenly interested on the topic.
"Well, Brittany's bisexual right?"
The two girls nodded.
"Then that means she could fall for a girl. The plan is that you," he said while pointing at Santana, "would get on her good side, make her fall for you, so she'll break it off with Sam McAsshole."
"Hey! Don't call him that." Santana said.
"I can't believe you are still defending him S."
"Ugh. Just please continue with the plan."
"Okay. So when she breaks up with Evans, he would most likely crawl back to you. Though I don't really like the guy and I don't think he deserves you…"
"Ditto," interrupted Quinn.
"…but if you're happy, I'm happy. And I think that goes for Quinn too."
"I'm not so sure about this though…" Quinn said, furrowing her eyebrows.
Santana just stood there, contemplating about whether she would enact the plan. A few minutes later…
"I'll do it." Santana said to both her best friends.
"Seriously? Are you sure about this?" Quinn asked.
"Yes. I would do anything to get Sam back."
"Ugh. I don't believe you. Be thankful I love you or I would have already punched you to get some sense into your head."
"Whatever Q. I know you wouldn't dare. You're a person who wishes for world peace or something." Santana said with a grin. "So guess who's turning lesbian?"
Quinn looked at Puck, and he just shrugged. Then Quinn let out a long sigh and said "Just don't blame me if this gets out of hand."
A/N: Thank you for taking the time to read my fanfic :)
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Oh, and the movie I based this from is a Filipino movie entitled "This Guy's In Love With You Mare" (Mare here is a term used for female friends)
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee. And I do not own the movie I just mentioned above. And I am not affiliated with both of them.