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"I can't."

I shrugged Rachel off of me and ran to the door at the front of the church. I spared one last glance behind me and met Sam's gaze first. He looked so hurt and I could see he was questioning me. Silently asking what this meant for us. Kurt and Rachel were standing beside each other, eyes wide and jaws dropped. Quinn had the most serene look on her face like she knew this was going to happen and wasn't shocked at all. Then, there was Santana. She looked so heartbroken and seconds from collapsing against Quinn. She was still pleading with her eyes. Begging me to go with her. But I couldn't. I didn't know what else to do, so I ran. I pushed through the door, slammed it behind me, and slid down.

Soon after, I heard Rachel tell everyone that they could go home. Then, someone knocked on the door.

"Honey?" It was my mom. "Honey, just take all the time you need to think about this. It'll all be ok. Your father and I are going to go home. Please call us or stop by whenever you feel up to it."

"Sweetheart, there are two people out there who love you and want to be with you. I know you love them both but deep down you know who it is you can't live without. All you have to do is follow your heart. We love you sweetie."

I started sobbing thinking about what my father had just said. I had decided that I couldn't go through with the wedding. Not with what just happened. Now I had to think about what I would do about Sam and Santana. No matter what I do, someone is going to get hurt, and I don't want to hurt either of them. I love them both so much. My heart is being pulled in two directions. On one hand I have Sam, who's the sweetest, most caring guy I've ever met. He's so attentive and sensitive to my needs. He makes me laugh with his impressions and general dorkiness. He entrusted his big, beautiful heart with me from the beginning. He would be the most perfect husband and father. Then, there's Santana, who's the most infuriating person I've ever met but also the most beautiful. The first time I saw her, she made my breath catch and my knees go weak. Her smile has left me breathless on more than one occasion. As much as she is sexy, she's just as adorable. Watching the way she woke up reminded me of a kitten. But she's also the most guarded person ever. She rarely told me anything about herself. All I knew was who she was when she was with me. And God, the way she loved me when she allowed herself to love me. I've never felt anything so strong. Her love made me feel alive and it wrapped my heart in a warmest embrace.

"Britt?" It was Sam. "If you're listening, I just want you to know that I'm here and I'm not going anywhere. I can't begin to understand what you're feeling right now. I know you love her. But you love me too." I put my hand up on the door and laid my hand against it while closing my eyes. "I love you, Brittany. And I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I'm dying over here with the thought that you might love her more than me and you're going to leave me. P-please don't leave me Britt." The tears started flowing again. I wasn't sure when they'd stopped but as soon as I heard the cracks in Sam's voice, I couldn't stop them.

"We can still get married. Everyone left but the priest is still here. So are Kurt and Rachel. She left about five minutes ago." That made my eyes snap open. Santana had left. But why? Had she given up? She had gotten what she wanted. She stopped the wedding. Why would she leave now? No matter the reason, I knew I couldn't marry Sam today.

"Sam?" I asked quietly.

"Yeah baby? I'm right here." He said softly.

"I love you." I heard his breath hitch. "I love you, but I just need some time. Okay?"

He was silent for a long time before he said, "Yeah, okay, whatever you need. I'll be at Kurt's. I love you Brittany."

I heard his footsteps fade and I was left with my thoughts again. Thoughts of how I could possibly hurt a guy like Sam. Samuel Evans was the perfect guy. I knew that he wouldn't put me through half the shit Santana put me through. There wouldn't be buckets of tears shed. Maybe just one…of happy tears. I could definitely see my future with Sam. He would be loving and faithful. We would take walks while holding hands. We would take road trips and go to Comic Con. We'd have three kids…two boys, one girl. He'd teach the boys to play football while I taught my girl to dance. He would teach them his impressions and read them comics as bedtime stories. I smiled to myself as I imagined my future with him. Yeah, I could live with that. Sam was my safe bet.

Rapid knocks to the door pulled me from my imagination. It was Rachel. She was the only one I knew who knocked that fast.

"Brittany, everyone's gone. Can you let me in please?"

I knew Rachel wouldn't leave me alone so I got up and opened the door. She gave me a once over, shook her head and opened her arms. I quickly fell into them and started sobbing.

"Oh sweetie, I've got you." She cooed. "You're okay. You're okay. Everything's going to be okay I promise."


I don't know how long Rachel stood there holding me while repeating her mantra. After a while, she suggested she bring me home. On the ride, she was very quiet and I was grateful. I had a major headache. I couldn't put up with one of her monologues. Or hear her pros and cons of choosing between Sam and Santana. I just wanted to sleep and forget this day had ever happened. But, it seemed fate had other plans for me.

After Rachel unlocked the door and let me in, I heard someone say finally. I snapped my head up and Santana was standing in my living room. She looked a nervous wreck but still somewhat determined. She had come to fight for me. I didn't know how I felt about that. I was still wrestling with my emotions. I was so mad at her but still very much in love.

"H-how did you get in here?" I asked.

"I um…I kind of picked the lock." She actually had the nerve to look bashful.

"Santana, that's breaking and entering. I should call the police on you. You shouldn't even be here. Don't you think you've done enough? Why must you insist on hurting Brittany every chance you get? You're no good for her Santana. Why don't you do us all a favor, leave, and never come back?"

I snapped my head to Rachel. That was too harsh.

"Rach-" I started.

"No, she's right. I'm just going to go. I'm sorry, Brittany." Santana stopped me and started to walk past me but I grabbed her hand before she could walk out the door.

"Santana. Stay, please." I looked into her eyes and pleaded for her to stay. She stared back into my eyes…searching. She must have found what she was looking for because he gave me a quick nod and backed away from my hand.

"Britt-" I held up my hand to stop Rachel.

"Rachel, I'll call you tomorrow, okay?" I said more than asked with a hard look.

She glanced at Santana and then looked back to me.

"Are you sure you're going to be okay?" She asked.

I looked back at Santana who was standing awkwardly by the couch twiddling her fingers. Adorable.

"Yeah, I'll be fine." I said looking back at Rachel.

She looked like she didn't believe me but she turned and left anyway.

I closed to door behind Rachel and rested my head against it. I felt exhausted and emotionally drained. I took deep breaths trying to still my nerves. The last time Santana and I was alone, we had a heated argument and even hotter sex afterwards. I didn't know if I had the strength for this conversation but it needed to be had. So with one last deep breath, I started to turn back to Santana but she was already there. With her hands on either side of my head, she rested her forehead between my shoulder blades.

Oh so softly, she whispered...

"Britt."


AN: Another cliff hanger, I know. I'm sorry. The next couple of chapters, I was thinking I could do flashbacks. I could show Brittany and Santana's relationship. Then, Brittany's relationship with Sam. Or I could just keep going from here. The story would just be shorter. I wanna hear what you guys think so review and let me know. Oh, and I'll try to make the chapters longer.

P.s. This is a Brittana story.

Thanks for reading :)