A really short one. What do you think?
Disclaimer: Still don't own anything.
That day was particularly bad for Rachel. She had an argument with her dad and got a slushie facial just before lunch. She invited Santana after school, in hopes to try and make the day better. But Santana chose that day to be honest with her, like she tried to since they got together.
Just two days before, Santana was at a party that Rachel previously refused to come to. There was a guy there, Tyler, who is Latina's ex-boyfriend, if you could call him that. Both of them were pretty drunk, despite the promise that Santana made earlier that day. She said that she wouldn't have more than three drinks, but everyone who knew her knew that it was impossible. The boy, being even more drunk than her, approached her and they made out for a couple of minutes before Santana thought of Rachel.
She told everything to detail about that night to Rachel, secretly hoping to be forgiven but was brought back to reality when the diva started yelling at her.
"Get out." She said, calmer than she seemed. "Get out. Get out!" She was yelling by now, trying in vain to cool down. It was the first time that she got mad at the cheerleader since they started going out.
"Please, honey… I won't do it again. Ever!" She promised, trying to stop Rachel from pushing her surprisingly hard. They both standing in the hallway by now.
"And when you get drunk? How can you promise me that?" The diva was yelling loud enough so any random passer could hear her. "Just get out! I can't even look at you anymore. We are done!" At that, Santana couldn't stop the shoving anymore. The hurt expression appeared on her face as she left the house.
Next few days both girls had a cool down period before the Latina tried to win her girl over, again.
A dozen bouquets of pinks roses, twenty or so apologies, five boxes of chocolate and a serenade in her back yard later, Rachel took her back. It took three whole weeks, but Santana's effort was worth it.