The morning sun peered into Brittany's bedroom, her eyes fluttered open to find a pair of arms wrapped tightly around her body. After recalling the previous night, she couldn't help but smile. It was the most amazing thing she had ever experienced. Santana was so gentle and loving. Of course it was much different than sex with a boy, but the meaning of it was so much more. Turning her body to face Santana, Santana's eyes immediately opened from the movement.
Remembering where she was she relaxed back into the pillows breathing in the scent of Brittany's sheets.
"Morning," Brittany whispered sweetly.
Santana smiled. She couldn't believe just two days ago she was miserable as ever. She was depressed, lonely, and irritable. Then this angel walked into her life to pick the pieces back up. Stroking the side of her cheek, she leaned in for a kiss.
"Morning. How did you sleep?" she asked still leaning above Brittany.
"I never felt more safe then last night. I loved being in your arms," Brittany told her shyly.
Santana grinned.
"Well I loved holding you in my arms. I wish every night could be like that," she admitted before kissing her forehead. Brittany closed her eyes as Santana's mouth flooded her face with passionate and loving kisses. Santana's heart melted wanting Brittany more than ever.
"Britt?" she whispered with a wavered voice.
Smiling Brittany moved to kiss up Santana's neck tucking her arms under her armpits and resting her hands on her bare back. She couldn't help but moan as Santana kissed down her chest experiencing similar feelings to last night. Brittany heard a car pull up, but chose to ignore it thinking it was a neighbor, but as the knob to her front door creaked opened, she jumped away from Santana.
"What's the matter?" Santana asked panicked.
"Kids we're home!" they heard Brittany's mother call.
"Shit!" both yelled as they scurried around her room trying to find their clothing. Santana looked at Brittany as she lifted her shirt over her head unable to keep her laughter in.
"Santana shhh. They'll hear you," Brittany whispered but cracked a smiled.
Footsteps could be heard trailing the steps and Brittany threw her clothes on not knowing whether her pants were her shirt or if they were on backwards. Both dropped their mouths as a knock hit the door. Santana looked from Brittany's closet to the window. The door opened and Brittany panicked.
"I can explain," she yelled watching her parents give her a confused look.
Looking around her room, she saw that the window was open and Santana was nowhere in sight. Turning back to her parents she blushed.
"Explain what honey?" her mother asked.
'Explain how I never knew Santana was a ninja,' she thought before replying out loud, "Um. Explain why…Explain why my room is so dirty," she covered.
Kathy looked to Mark who looked just as confused. Shaking his head he mumbled something about teenagers and left for Dylan's room. Kathy walked further into Brittany's room noticing her bed sheets thrown off the side of the bed and only one window wide open. Brittany's hair was a mess and her shirt was on backwards. She watched her mother inspect her room, scared to death that she knew what had happened. She saw her mother's face whiten as she made her way to peer out the window. Brittany walked to where her mother was and she too became white in the face.
"Brittany Susan Pierce. Please tell me that isn't that girl pulling away from our house at 10:30 in the morning," she yelled pointing to the car speeding away.
Brittany stood in shock. She didn't know what to say or do, but she knew she wouldn't be seeing Santana for a long time; at least in front of her parents anyway. Kathy turned to her daughter.
"Was that girl here last night after I told you no one was to be here? Is that why you were so eager to get Emma out of the house! Answer me young lady!" she screamed causing Brittany to jump.
Brittany stood there shocked, embarrassed at the fact that her mother may have know what went down in her bedroom. Mark walked into the room after hearing the commotion.
"What's going on?" he asked watching his wife pace their daughter's room.
That's it. She knew if her dad found out she'd be dead. Finding out your daughter is bisexual is one thing. But to find out she had sex under your roof. Well let's just say Brittany's dad wasn't ready for that one yet.
"Nothing Mark. Let us talk for a second. Go pick Emma up for me," Kathy said angered.
Mark looked back and forth between the two, and then left shaking his head. This time he muttered something about wives. Kathy closed the door behind him and lashed out on Brittany.
"You are never, ever going to be alone in this house again! Do you hear me Brittany? I can't believe this! Was this the first time, or the first time you were caught!" she screamed.
"Mom," Brittany cried. She knew her mom could get mad, but she had never seen her like this. The things she was saying hurt, like her mother didn't know who she was.
"No Brittany. I am so disappointed in you," she said revealing the words no kid wants to hear.
Brittany tried wiping the tears running down her face, but more just seemed to replace the old ones. She stood against her wall watching her mother flip.
"I never want you to see her again. Do you hear me! This is what happens when you date older people. You should know that from what's his name last year. Or did you sleep with him too?" she yelled cruelly watching her daughter's face cringe.
"So are you asking if Santana raped me like Tommy? Well I have one answer for you mom. Fuck you. Because I haven't been this happy in a long time," she yelled sobbing.
Kathy's face dropped. She couldn't believe all the things being revealed.
"He raped you? Brittany why didn't you ever come to me about this. Why did you hide it? Did he threaten you?" she asked moving closer to her daughter, but Brittany backed away.
"Don't come near me! I hate you! You think you would have noticed. The way I came home from that dance. The way I stayed in my room for days after not eating or sleeping. I was so damaged from what happened that I never thought I would find someone to love again. But I did and I will not let you take her away from me!" she screamed sinking down the wall.
"Britt," her mother said heartbroken. She watched her daughter bawl into her knees. She remembered the night Brittany came home from that dance all out of sorts. She never thought. She never… She felt the urge to vomit after realizing how stupid she was not to know. There were plenty of signs indicating what happened. Brittany stopped dancing; she shied away from her friends, and her grades dropped tremendously. But Kathy never thought she could have been… she never wanted to believe…
"Brittany I'm sorry. I'm so sorry that happened to you baby," she said wrapping her arms around the distressed girl. Brittany hugged onto her mother trying to calm down. She hated that two people knew now. She hated that it slipped from her mouth. She was so ashamed of what happened, she was beginning to think sleeping with Santana was a bad choice.
Brittany spent the remainder of the day in her room refusing to let anyone in. Buried under the covers she closed her eyes trying to block out what had happened with her mother earlier. Her mother seemed so confused so hurt by what Brittany said to her, but Kathy was jumping to conclusions that weren't fair to Brittany. Brittany had to tell her, she had to release the pain she was holding in for so long. Her mother did ease up on her after that, but she was still forbidden to see Santana.
Santana… She hadn't even spoken to her since she snuck out. A smile crept upon Brittany's face for the first time in hours from thinking of her. Santana was the only good thing in her life right now. Well her and her job. She loved working with the patients, putting smiles on their faces. Brittany heard a tap at her window and jumped up from the sheets. She raced to her window and opened the curtains to find Santana sitting on a tree branch outside her window. Wiping the tears from her face, she quickly opened the window to let Santana in.
"Miss me?" she asked smiling, then noticed Brittany's gloomy mood.
Brittany turned away and sat back on her bed, throwing herself against her pillows with an exasperated sigh. Santana lay next to Brittany turning her body towards hers and resting her hand on Brittany's hip.
"What's the matter?" she asked gently. She ran her fingers over Brittany's face, wiping away her tears.
"I can't see you anymore," she whispered painfully. Brittany shut her eyes tightly trying to keep the tears wanting to come out in, but it was no use.
Santana was taken aback by Brittany's response. She knew something had to have happened.
"Britt. I don't understand?" she said leaning above her.
"My mom knows. She saw you pulling away from my house and she got me so upset I slipped about being raped by Tommy. She forbade me to see you," Brittany cried.
Santana sat up looking distressed. She couldn't believe this was happening. She couldn't let this happen.
"Can't we talk to them?" she asked hopefully.
"My dad doesn't know. She promised not to tell him, but I don't think she'd be up for talking right now. She still can't get over the fact that I'm not a virgin anymore. I'm so sorry San," she said burying her face in her pillow.
Santana felt a tear run down her cheek. She covered Brittany's back with her hand and gently ran it up and down to calm her. She couldn't imagine never seeing Brittany again. She loved her. After Brittany calmed down some, Santana asked her to sit up. Once they were facing she grabbed Brittany's hands in hers.
"Britt. I won't let them take you away from me. I love you," she said sincerely.
"I love you too Santana but they'll have you arrested. I'm not eighteen for another year," she said squeezing Santana's hands tighter.
"So we won't tell them," she said perking up.
Brittany gave her a confused look.
"You mean sneak around? I don't know if that's such a good idea. I'm not very good at lying," Brittany admitted.
"Brittany do you love me?" she asked.
"I really do," she said softly.
"Then please be my girlfriend. I don't think I could live another day without seeing you," she said rubbing Brittany's hand in her.
Brittany smiled.
"Okay," Brittany whispered watching the girl's eyes light up.
She wrapped Brittany in her arms giving her one of the biggest hugs ever.
"Santana. San," she laughed as Santana placed kisses all over her face.
Pulling back Santana could only smile.
"Sorry. I'm just… I don't…" she started.
"Santana," Brittany interrupted.
"Yeah?" she asked.
"Kiss me," Brittany said making her laugh.
She gently pushed Brittany back on her bed and ran her hand up Brittany's side as she kissed along her neck. Giggling, at her touch Brittany squirmed away when her kisses moved just below her ear. She had a feeling Santana realized that was her weak spot. Leaning above her, Santana placed a kiss on her lips leaving her with a satisfied smile.
"You're so beautiful when you smile," she whispered before touching her lips to Brittany's forehead. Her lips traveled down her left cheek then stopped at her lips. Brittany closed the space leaning up to her face and wrapping her arms around Santana's neck, pulling her back down to her. Her hands found their way to the button on Santana's jeans as she continued to love her with her kisses. When her hands reached Santana's zipper, she pulled away panting. Brittany looked up to her confused.
"Britt, we don't have a lot of time. I wasn't planning on this," she said out of breath.
Brittany laid back down while Santana rested beside her. Both took a moment to catch their breaths. Brittany looked over to Santana and smiled. If her parents could meet Santana, maybe they would understand that she isn't like most people. Santana closed her eyes frustrated. She wanted Brittany so bad right now and she couldn't. Brittany's parents were right downstairs. And Brittany was only a junior in high school. If they were going to be adult enough to have sex, she wanted them to be responsible about it.
"Hey," Santana said holding her arms out.
Brittany snapped away from her daze and scooted next to Santana, snuggling to her chest. Both sat in silence, buried in their own thoughts and problems. Brittany sighed.
"How's Marcus?" she asked breaking the awkward silence.
Santana smiled.
"He's settling in. It's hard to watch him now though. He's not getting any better. He won't get any better," Santana said trying not to sound upset but she couldn't hide it.
Brittany rubbed her hand across Santana's side while kissing the side of her neck.
"He's going to be fine San. He'll be going to a better place and he seems okay with that. After spending time with Marcus he talked to me about a lot of things. One being heaven," she said, her voice vibrating on Santana's chest.
"What about it?" Santana said softly, brushing her hands through Brittany's hair as she spoke.
"Just stuff. What it will be like. Who he'll see. What he'll do. But no matter what we talked about, he always made sure to tell me that he will always find a way to you. His big sister. He loves you Santana and you need to let him know you will be okay when he cannot be with you," she said feeling teardrops hit the top of her head.
Tilting her head upward, her heart broke at the sight of Santana crying. This time she had the chance to wipe her tears away, hugging her close to her body as she wept. Santana knew Brittany was right, but she didn't want to face the truth that was before her. After drying her eyes with her sleeves she took a deep breath.
"Britt can I come in sweetie?" her mother's voice called from outside her door.
Santana jumped up panicked, but Brittany stopped her holding her hand. Confused, Santana followed her to the door watching her open it. Kathy did a double take when she saw her daughter with a girl, no a woman in her room. Shoving them back in so Mark wouldn't see, she shut the door behind them.
"What is going on?" she whispered angrily.
"I'm so sorry Mrs. Pierce. Brittany was so upset that I needed to come over and see her," Santana said squeezing Brittany's hand tighter.
Kathy eyed the girl up and down. She was a good looking girl. Then she thought back to what she found out. She may be a good looking girl, but she slept with her seventeen year old daughter. Brittany watched her mom look back and forth between herself and Santana.
"Brittany I thought I told you, you were not allowed to see…" she started forgetting her name.
"Santana," she told her.
"Santana anymore. I think I made it pretty clear how I felt about the relationship," Kathy said annoyed.
"Mom I'm not a little girl anymore. I know you find it hard to accept, but Santana and I are in love. We were only doing what people in love would do," Brittany tried explaining.
"You've only known each other for two days. That is not enough time to decide whether you are in love with each other. You barely know one another," she said.
"We know enough. And I am still going to see her," Brittany yelled putting her foot down.
"You're seventeen. She's twenty-one. Unless you have my permission, this relationship is illegal. And you do not have my permission. I will not have my daughter sleeping around with some girl she's known for two days. It isn't right and I will not allow it. Brittany you are grounded until this point forward," she said slamming the door behind her.
Santana pulled Brittany to her chest as she cried. Her mother was being unreasonable and she wasn't going to listen to any word she said. Legal or not, she loved Santana and no one was going to stop her from seeing her.
Brittany raced to Santana's car after carefully making her way down from her window. It was Friday night and she and Santana managed to get away with seeing each other for three whole weeks. Brittany shut the door as quiet as possible and the couple sped down the road away from her house.
"You look hot tonight Britt," Santana complimented; finding it hard to keep her eyes on the road.
Brittany blushed looking down at her outfit. She had to wait until her parents went to bed to get ready. Not realizing it was going to be a cold night, Brittany wore a cut off black shirt with a dark denim skirt and no coat.
"You look great too. Is that a new perfume I smell?" she teased resting her head on Santana's shoulder.
Santana wrapped her arm around Brittany and kept one hand on the wheel. After kissing her forehead, she answered Brittany's question with a question.
"Do you like?" she asked quizzically.
"Very much," Brittany answered smiling.
She was so glad they decided to stay together. The past three weeks had been the most amazing weeks of her life. Of course she had to lie and sneak around, but still she wouldn't have done it any different. She laughed at how they always seemed to match in some way. Tonight, Santana had on a black buttoned down dress covered with a red leather jacket, opened just enough to see some of her cleavage. The drive remained in a comfortable silence, music playing in the background with both girls singing.
"So are you ready for some fun?" she asked moving her arm away from around Brittany's shoulder to grab her hand as they pulled down a dark long road.
"Where exactly are we going?" Brittany asked a little apprehensive about hanging out with Santana's friends. After finding out she was buds with the Matheson's and slept with Ronnie, she was a little skeptical about meeting the rest of her friends.
"My friend Lauren's house. Don't worry. She's not friends with anyone from your high school. She didn't go to McKinley," Santana reassured her.
"So it's just gonna be college kids?" she asked in a bored tone.
"Don't worry. It'll be fun. I promise," she said pulling up to house deep in the woods. Music blared from inside and kids were on the front lawn doing all sorts of things. Brittany looked to Santana.
"San I've never been to a college party," she admitted a little scared.
"It's the same as a high school party, only most of the people here are old enough to drink. If you don't want to go, we can do something else sweetie," she said rubbing her hand over Brittany's cheek.
Brittany sighed and looked out the front windshield. A group of guys were passing a joint around on the front porch and couple was doing it against a tree right out in the open. Ignoring her conscious, she smiled to Santana.
"Promise you won't leave me in the dust?" she asked.
"I would never. I want to show off my girl. Come on," Santana said happy as a little girl would be with an ice cream cone. Brittany laughed and took her hand once she got out of the car. Once inside, Brittany and Santana began to cough from all the smoke in the air. Santana spotted her friends in the corner and led Brittany over to the group. It was three guys and three girls. They all looked older than Brittany and she was a little intimidated by the group.
"Santana banana!" Lauren called, grasping her in a big hug.
"San!" A boy named Finn called reaching across the way to hug her.
"Lopez!" The final boy yelled.
"Hey guys," Santana said to her friends. Turning to Brittany she brought her slightly in front of her.
"Guys this is my girlfriend Brittany. Britt this is Lauren, Finn, Puck, Chelsea, Anna, and Nicky," Santana introduced.
"Nice to meet you Brittany. Santana has told us all about you," Chelsea greeted moving over so she could sit.
Brittany smiled. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all.
"So Britt. Can I call you Britt? How has Sanny been treating you?" The girl named Lauren joked.
Santana hit Lauren playfully and Brittany sensed a little flirtation between the two but shrugged it off. The third guy Nicky was really quiet. He looked spaced out.
"Is he okay?" Brittany asked Chelsea.
Chelsea looked over to Nicky and smiled.
"Nicky. Yeah he's fine. He's just coming down from a high that's all," she revealed shocking Brittany.
Brittany watched Santana talk with her friends. She was so different around them then she was with herself. She watched the girl named Lauren say something to Santana and she shook her head then came around to the side of the couch Brittany was at to bend down.
"Britt. You okay?" she asked placing her hand on Brittany's knee.
"Umm yeah," Brittany said trying to be happy.
"You sure. You want a drink or anything?" she asked rubbing her hand over Brittany's knee.
"No I'm fine. Really," she said trying to reassure her.
Santana sensed Brittany was uncomfortable so she leaned into her ear.
"Want to go outside for a while? Get some fresh air?" she said referring to the sicken smoky smell pouring throughout the house. Brittany smiled and took her hand as Santana led them out back.
"Sorry bout this Britt. I didn't know they would be doing drugs. It's never like this. Usually she just has few friends over," she apologized walking to the porch swing on the side of the house.
"It's okay," Brittany said as they sat down. Silence filled the air except for the creak of the swing every time they pushed back. Brittany took Santana's hand in hers and smiled to her which she immediately returned.
"San. Can I ask you a question?" Brittany asked afraid how she might take it.
"Go ahead," Santana urged watching Brittany intently.
"How many girlfriends have you had?" Brittany asked watching Santana smile as she got where Brittany was going with this. On their first walk together she was the one with all the past relationship questions. Now it was Brittany's turn.
"Um… Well a couple in middle school but nothing serious, two freshman year, one boyfriend sophomore year because I was confused, and a serious relationship junior and senior year," she answered honestly.
Brittany nodded her head. Santana grinned and wrapped her arms around her snuggling into her hair. She took in the scent of Brittany's shampoo before kissing down the side of her face.
"Why all the questions?" she asked with her nose still grazing Brittany's.
Brittany sighed and Santana pulled back realizing this was serious.
"Britt. You can tell me," she said holding both Brittany's hands in hers.
"I guess what I'm really trying to ask is… how many people have you slept with?" Brittany managed to get out.
Santana looked away not seeing that coming.
"Umm. Well do you want the truth?" she asked slightly joking.
Brittany stared deeply into Santana's eyes nodding. She had to know. She had to know if she made the right choice.
"Okay well my first was with my boyfriend Michael in Sophomore year. I was really confused about my sexuality and I thought being with him was the right thing to do. Then I had a serious girlfriend Junior and Senior year. We dated for about two years then broke up because she cheated on me. My first year of college was horrible Britt. I was so depressed from the breakup and my parents were having problems, I just had to… well I had to do something. I went to a lot of parties that year and well stuff happened. But I am not that person anymore Brittany. I got myself together and I'm starting fresh this year. I'm retaking the classes I messed up and I'm top of my class," she said watching tears form in Brittany's eyes.
Brittany wiped her face then looked Santana straight in the eye.
"Was that girl Lauren one of them?" she asked watching Santana's eyes drop.
A tear hit Brittany's hand and it wasn't hers. She watched the girl nod her head yes. Brittany sat still trying to take in all this information. Maybe her mother was right. They didn't know anything about each other. They've known each other for three weeks. Three. Santana lowered her head, ashamed at what she had done. She thought she left that life in the past but she brought it on herself. If she didn't bring Brittany here, she would have never known. But was it better that she did?
"Santana will you take me home? I need… I just need to go home," Brittany said turning away from her.
"Britt they meant nothing. The only person I loved before I met you was my girlfriend Megan. I never love any of those people. They were just to take away my pain," she tried.
Brittany turned and snapped.
"So how do I know I'm not another one of those people? For all I know you still love Megan!" she yelled.
"Brittany. That was almost four years ago. I'm over her. She hurt me and I know you would never cheat on me, just like I would never cheat on you. Please understand. I was hurt," she pleaded.
"So having sex with everyone imaginable took away your pain?" Brittany questioned sarcastically.
Santana sighed.
"No. I wanted to hurt Megan. I wanted her to see I didn't need her anymore. Brittany please. I don't want this to hurt what we have," Santana said trying to hug her but she backed away.
"Why would you bring me here? Did you want me to meet every person you ever fucked? First Ronnie and now her. What if you caught something from them?" Brittany questioned.
"I'm always careful. You're making me sound like a slut. I am not a slut Brittany Pierce. Maybe you're not as mature as I thought you were," she said walking down the porch steps to her car.
Brittany sighed then followed.
"Santana wait!" she called.
Santana stopped at the driver's side door but didn't turn to meet her gaze.
"What?" she asked coldly.
"Let's just start the night over. But from now on no more questions about past relationships deal?" Brittany asked stepping in front of her to hold out her hand.
Santana looked down to Brittany's hand then back to her face. She looked so gorgeous standing under the moonlight. She took Brittany's hand in hers and squeezed it lovingly.
"I'm really sorry I did what I did. If I had known I would have met and fell love with you three years ago, I wouldn't have done any of the stupid things I did," she said sincerely.
Brittany grabbed the back of her head and kissed her as passionately as she could. Santana smiled gently pushing her against her car as they made out. Brittany moaned as Santana bit at her bottom lip, tightening her grip on Santana's neck. Her tongue brushed against Brittany's lip waiting for her permission to explore. Brittany pulled back and looked at Santana with a certain desire. Santana looked at her questioningly.
"Have you ever done it with any of them in a car before?" Brittany asked seductively.
Santana looked at her shocked. Tracing her lips with her finger, Santana leaned down to Brittany's ear.
"Is that an offer?" she teased.
Brittany smiled and nodded. Santana opened the backdoor to her Midnight Black Range Rover and pushed the seats down as far as they would go, which wasn't too far. Santana climbed in and Brittany followed pulling the door shut once she was in. Santana smiled as she watched Brittany move closer to her, straddling her waist. She leaned back against the seat pulling at Brittany's shirt anticipating what was about to happen. This would be their fifth time making love and each time, Brittany got better and better. Brittany placed her lips onto Santana as her hand slid down to unbutton her dress. Santana moaned as Brittany fumbled with the buttons, reaching down with her own hands to complete the task. While she did that, Brittany began removing her own shirt running her hands against the bare skin underneath. Santana eyed her hungrily pulling Brittany's skirt up, resting her hands on Brittany's now bare thighs.
"San," Brittany panted unable to hold her emotions in.
Santana moaned against Brittany's lips, moving her hands to Brittany's back, running them up and down. Shifting her body so she was more upright, Santana lifted herself and Brittany further up the seat. The windows began to fog and each breath they took heated the car up even more. Brittany kissed down Santana's neck, making her lose her breath.
"I love you," Santana whimpered between Brittany's kisses.
Brittany slipped her fingers into Santana, leaning her upper body over Santana so she could do the same. Brittany kissed the side of her neck whispering back into her ear her love for her. Santana ran her unused hand across Brittany's naked back helping her lift herself on and off Santana's fingers. There were no words to describe what they were feeling. Each time they made love they found new touches that made each time more memorable than the last. Santana kissed up Brittany's chest as Brittany found a rhythm to suit them both.
"Baby," Santana whispered as Brittany continued to pleasure her in ways no one else could.
Brittany moaned at her words, running her free hand down Santana's chest feeling the sweat their bodies were created. As time stood still, Brittany and Santana locked eyes. Capturing her in a kiss, Santana met Brittany's body with similar movements sending both of them to another world. Santana bit at Brittany's shoulder as she reached her peak lying her head in the bend of Brittany's neck panting. Brittany gripped Santana's shoulders as she helped bring her to her peak, feeling tingles shoot through her body leaving imprints in Santana's back of her hands. Santana leaned back and kissed Brittany repeatedly showering her face with soft and loving kisses.
After moments of comfortable silence, the two dressed themselves occasionally kissing along the way. After stepping out of the car, the same group of kids were smoking on the porch and the same obnoxious music played inside the house. The funny thing was Santana nor Brittany heard any of that while they were in her car. They were in their own little world. Santana wrapped her arm around Brittany opening the passenger door for her.
"Better than the other girls?" Brittany teased watching Santana's mouth drop at the smug comment.
Laughing, she tapped Brittany on her butt before saying, "I give you ten stars," kissing the back of Brittany's neck as she got in her car.
Brittany laughed as they pulled away from the house. Things turn out different then they may seem, but if she had to live life that way, she wouldn't want it any other way. Santana smiled over to Brittany as she sped down a side street.
"What are you thinking about in that pretty little head of yours?" Santana asked sweetly.
"Nothing. Just how much my life has changed in the past three weeks," she answered, looking to Santana then out the window.
"Weird huh. Although I'm starting to rethink my theory of god. I hated him for what he did to my brother, making me lose all faith in him, but when he sent me you, my angel, I knew everything would be okay again," Santana said slipping her hand in Brittany's.
"San I love you so much. I'm sorry about everything I said tonight. You're right. You are not that person anymore and I didn't know you when you did the things you did. I trust you completely and I loved you with all my heart," Brittany confessed making Santana lean over the seat to give her a quick kiss.
"I love you to Britt Britt," she said gently.
Brittany spent the remainder of the time staring out the window with her hand securely in Santana's. Santana knew Brittany's mother didn't approve of the relationship, but just because she was in college and Brittany wasn't, doesn't mean she is wrong for her daughter. Why should Brittany be punished because Santana was older than her?
Brittany needed to talk to her mother because when she wasn't with Santana she was completely stressed about the whole lying to her parent's thing. She still had the weekend before school started back again and she was dreading going back, especially if Ronnie revealed her secret. The past three weeks had been torture with Ronnie making snide comments. Sighing, Brittany closed her eyes dreaming of her life with Santana.