Dear Santana, Dear Brittany – Chapter 4
Authors Note – It's bribin' time! I know you all are reading because I'm getting story/author alerts coming out of my ears so I'm forced to bribe you! Don't you love reading a fan fic that gets updated daily? How often does that happen! (rarely) So! I enjoy writing this little love story but what I love more is your feedback so please please review and I will continue to give you a new chapter everyday! With that being said I hope you're all having a lovely week! Also, it's Ash Wednesday! Woo! Xx
It was 5:23 and Santana would be picking Brittany up any minute. Brittany ran around her room, picking up piles of clothes to throw in the laundry basket. She knew her mom wouldn't let her stay with Santana tonight if she didn't make sure her room was spotless and of course, like everything else, she left it until the last minute. Lord Tubbington sat on a pile of papers in the corner of the room watching avidly as the blonde rushed from one side of the room to the other. Brittany took one last look around the room to make sure everything was clean then glanced towards the clock; 5:30. Just in time. Her phone buzzed on her desk and she opened it to see that Santana was right on time, as always.
Sanny (: - Hey Britt, I'm outside! Let's go!
Brittany grabbed her purse and kissed her cats head before running out the door. She barely made it down the stairs before her phone began to ring. ::Girl look at that body, girl look at that body, I work out!:: Santana had purposely set this ringtone for herself so Brittany would know that it was her calling. Plus, it was a hot song, what's not to love?
"Hey San!" Brittany beamed.
"Britz, I'm starving. If you don't hurry up I might come in there and eat you."
"That actually sounds better than Breadstix San, maybe we should skip dinner?"
Santana laughed and considered the idea for a moment. "No, I really want us to go to Breadstix, we'll have our fun later tonight at our sleepover remember? Make sure you have your clothes and hurry up"
Brittany reached the front door only to turn around and run back upstairs. She forgot her overnight bag. "Alright San, I'll be right out!" She ran back up into her room and grabbed her bag then headed out to the car. Why must I always forget the small stuff, so lame, she thought to herself.
The ride over to Breadstix was short so by 6 o'clock the girls we're in the restaurant and had just placed their orders. Santana was trying to hide how nervous she was. Tonight she was going to ask Brittany where they stand. Sure, they tell each other they love one another and they probably have more sex than the whole school combined but no official titles have been given. Santana was at a point where she realized that she wanted Brittany to be hers; she couldn't bear the thought of sharing her perfect Brittany with anyone else.
After the blonde took her first bite of shrimp, Santana decided just to get it over with.
"Brittany, I want to talk to you about something, something we don't really talk about." Santana's palms were getting sweaty and her heart was racing.
"How sour patch kids are just gummy bears that turned to crack?" Brittany questioned.
Santana inwardly laughed to herself. The blonde's ability to diffuse tension in a situation was incredible. "Brit, are we dating or what?"
Back to panic mode, Brittany looked confused and the Latina was sure her heart would soon vacate her chest.
"Isn't this a date, because I ordered shrimp, aren't you paying? Last week when we took a bath together? Wasn't that a date?"
Brittany wondered what was going on in Santana's brain. She thought they had been dating for months. She didn't make out with anyone else other than Santana and she didn't have sex with guys anymore, not just because she was dating Santana but because she didn't want to. Her best friend was all she needed, all she wanted.
The blonde stared at her girlfriend for a moment and saw her eyes get cloudy. "Are you crying?"
Santana had never felt so happy in her entire life. Everything that she had been feeling was reaffirmed. Brittany was her girlfriend, hers and no one else's. "I'm just really happy." Santana locked her legs between Brittany's under the table and finished eating her food. They sat in a comfortable silence for the remainder of the evening, stealing shy glances at one another.
About an hour later, the girls we're overly full and decided to call it a night. They walked outside towards the car and Santana stopped Brittany before she was able to open her door. "Wait! I want to do it for you." She made her way around to the passenger side of the car and held the door open for Brittany as she got in. Once Brittany was seated, Santana looked around the parking lot to see if anyone was watching and then leaned inside the car and kissed her girlfriend. "I love you" she said. Those three simple words gave Brittany goose bumps every time she heard them.
They arrived at the Lopez residence at 9pm. Santana's parents were in Seattle for the week, her dad had a medical conference to attend and her mom went along with him just for fun. Santana's house was a good size, definitely big compared to the other houses in her neighborhood but not showy, big. She often spent a lot of time alone in the house so she had to make herself comfortable being by herself here.
They went straight up to Santana's room and turned on some music.
"So, I have something for you." Santana said sheepishly.
Brittany's eyes grew wild and she bounded over towards Santana in a split second. "What is it? I love surprises!"
"It's not really a big surprise it's actually kind of normal really. I was thinking of giving this to you earlier today but I wanted to take you to dinner first. I didn't want to make an ass of myself, but now I know that you're my girlfriend, I want you to read it."
Santana pulled out a letter from her coat pocket and handed it over to Brittany. "Read it" she said softly and pulled Brittany over to the foot of her bed. She positioned herself behind the blonde and sat down on the floor. She held onto Brittany from behind as she opened the letter..
Dear Brittany,
Wow, I never thought I'd be writing something like this to you, let alone actually giving it to you. I'm really bad with communicating how I feel and I know you know that but I'm really trying okay? This is another example of me trying, so bear with me as I ramble through this love letter. Damn, is Santana Lopez writing a love letter? The answer is yes.
Brittany, you have opened me up to a world of love that I never thought I'd experience. When I'm with you, I feel like nothing else in the world matters. You've been there for me through everything, even when I have a terrible day or when I'm acting like a complete bitch, you're still there right beside me. I don't think I can find words that describe how much I love you. I can't live without you Brit and that's why I'm writing you this letter. I want you to be mine forever, I see all the couples at school and it makes me jealous. I want us to be like that, I want to be able to hold your hand in public or kiss you whenever I want. I want to be able to show you off to the rest of the world because I have the most beautiful girl as my girlfriend. You are my girlfriend, right Brit?
All the times that I've been a bitch to people, you've stood by me and calmed me down. You never called me a bad person or talked about me behind my back because you just knew. You knew me from day one Brittany, better than I knew myself. You're so smart and so loving, I'm so lucky to have you in my life. I would do anything to protect you. It's gonna take a while before I'm able to show you just how much I love you in public but I promise I'll get there. Maybe we should think about telling your parents about us. What do you think? If you don't want to, I understand. It's a big decision to make. I'll stand by you no matter what happens so it's okay If you don't want to.
So, Brittany I guess this is my strange way of asking you to be my girlfriend. I promise to love you and take care of you no matter what babe. I also promise to be nicer to Lord T. I know you're a package deal so I'll make peace with him for your sake, but I swear if he steals my cigarettes again I'll throw him out a window.
Be mine? [ ] yes [ ] no
Love always,
Sanny xx
Brittany turned around in Santana's grasp and peered deep into the brunette's eyes. She sat there for a moment, just looking, appreciating. Her eyes began to swell with tears and Santana wiped the water droplets away before they could hit the paper.
"Do you have a pen?" Brittany managed to squeak out through her tears. Santana handed over her favorite pen and the blonde opened up the letter for a second time. Brittany scribbled something at the bottom of the paper and handed it back over to the Latina.
To my girlfriend,
[x] A million times yes. (even though we've been dating since May 23rd)
Love,
Your girlfriend.
Now both the girls were in tears. Santana drew Brittany into a hug and held on tight. They sat there, in each other's embrace for what felt like hours. They both felt so safe and loved in each other's arms. When they're together, they're completely in sync. Brittany was the first to pull away from the hug. There was something she needed to say, something she knew she needed to tell Santana. She looked away from the Latina's gaze and played nervously with her fingers.
"San, my mom already knows about us…."