Chapter Seven
Rachel pulled into the Best Western Inn parking lot and looked for the room that held Puck and the 'assholes' as he called them. She wondered why he was ticking around if he hated it but then thought of what he was getting out of it. "Endless beer, woman and probably so much sex that he rivaled Brittany's record." She looked over to see Quinn sound asleep and then to the backseat here Brittany was sound asleep with her feet hanging out the passenger side window. She got out of the car and headed towards the office. She was getting them a room because there was no way in Hell she would stay in a room full of strange guys. She pulled her credit card from her wallet and approached the desk and the older lady that was standing there. "Hi, I would like a room with two beds in it if possible." Two of them would have to share a bed, which was no problem; they had done it numerous times when traveling for Glee. Although she always lucked out and got her own bed." She frowned and thought of why that always happened, she was the one that always got picked last for everything and it bothered her to no end.
"You're in luck," the lady looked up from her computer. "We have two rooms left but only one has two beds."
"I'll take it," she slid her credit card across the counter and thought about it for a second. "Can I have the room until Friday?"
"No problem, how many will be staying in the room?"
She gave her a smile. "Three of us, we're here for a bridal shower and then the wedding." She hated lying but sometimes it was warranted, especially when three young women stayed in a hotel room, she took her credit card back and then took the three key cards.
"Its room 23 and check out is eleven am on Friday," she looked into tired brown eyes and offered her a small smile. "Have a nice day."
Rachel gave her a tired smile. "Thank you." When she got back to the car, she opened the passenger side door and placed her hand on Quinn's shoulder. "Wake up Quinny." She shook her a little and grinned when she mumbled. "We're at the Inn, I got us a room." She whispered in her ear and felt her heart stop in her chest when Quinn turned her head towards her. Their lips were so close that she wouldn't have to move at all to kiss her. She took a deep breathe, closed her eyes and pulled back. "Come on I'm exhausted." She helped her from the car and held onto her hand. "And I'm not getting near Britts to wake her; I'm too tired to fend off octopus arms." She reached through the window, grabbed Brittany's foot and shook it until blue eyes opened. "Come on I got us a room." She held back her laugh when Brittany opened the door and fell out onto the ground in a heap.
"My legs are gone." She lay there looking up at the sky. "Did you guys leave my legs at home?"
"Come on Britts," Quinn sometimes thought that Brittany left her brain behind somewhere. "Well, get our stuff later." She closed all the windows in her car and pulled the keys from the ignition. When they stepped into the room, they looked at the two beds and then to each other. Brittany walked over to one of the beds and fell face down into it; she was snoring before the bed stopped bouncing.
"The sleep of an innocent." Quinn said as she walked over and pulled Brittany's shoes off and dropped them on the floor. "Mind if I use the bathroom first?"
Rachel shook her head and gave her a small smile. "Nope, go ahead, I'm gonna send Puck a text telling him we're here and not to show up before noon." When she was done, she lie down on the bed and felt her body relax, she was asleep before Quinn came out of the bathroom.
Quinn looked at the dark circles beneath her eyes and saw how messed up her hair was, she ran her fingers through it and just gave up. "Screw it." She mumbled and then went into the other room. She stood looking at the beds and their occupants and dropped into the one with Brittany. She rolled to her side putting her back to the tall blonde and closed her eyes. It couldn't have been no more than ten minutes when she felt Brittany curl around her and drape an arm over her stomach. She was fine with that, what she wasn't fine with was the wandering hand or when Brittany nipped at her neck and started to grind against her. She scrambled from the bed, smacked her with the pillow and was going to give her a piece of her mind when she realized she was sound asleep. "She just couldn't be a sleep walker and make it easy on me." She looked over to see Rachel still sleeping and moved over to lie down beside her. She rolled to her side and moaned deeply. She was so tired that she was hallucinating; she could have sworn that Rachel had moaned her name. And then she felt her curl around her body, she would have rolled her eyes if they had been open. "Am I everyone's cuddle pillow?" She stiffened when Rachel pressed her hand up between her breasts and buried her face against her neck. When Rachel didn't try anything else, she finally relaxed and fell into a deep sleep.
Puck stood next to Brittany as they looked down to where Rachel and Quinn were so tightly wrapped around each other that they couldn't tell whose limbs belonged to whom. He looked to Brittany with a smirk before her crawled onto the bed and lay on his side staring down at them. He knew that no one could sleep with someone staring at them and neither girl proved him wrong. What was comical was when they looked at each other and then to him. "Was it good for you guys to, cuz I gotta say I've never had better?" He busted out laughing at their expressions and rolled from the bed. "Me and Britts are going to get lunch, we'll bring you lovers back something." He grabbed Brittany's hand and pulled her from the room.
Rachel looked into hazel eyes and then down to where she was lying with her head on Quinn's chest. "Sorry," she slowly moved away from her and sat on the edge of the bed. "I don't usually lie all over someone…well not that I've ever shared a bed with…I sleep all alone and…" She stopped babbling when she felt a hand touch her lower back.
"Rach its ok," Quinn said from where she was lying in the bed. "It doesn't bother me." She watched as Rachel looked over her shoulder and saw that she was blushing. "Lesson number two, never get in bed with Brittany, she'll molest you." She gave Rachel a wide smile when her eyes went wide. "I'll let you have the bathroom first, I need to call my mom and let her know where I am."
"I need to call my dads but that can wait," she went towards the door and then remembered that she needed the keys to the car. She looked around the room and then to Quinn. "Where are your keys?"
Quinn pointed to the table where she had put her keys and rolled her eyes. "Guess who took my car?"
"Britts and Puck, will they leave any gas in it or will they get lost and we have to send out the cops to find them?"
"Wouldn't that just be our luck?" She fell back in the bed and closed her eyes.
The day had been spent with Puck, they had gone sightseeing, not like there was a whole lot to see in Lorain County but there were parks and malls and restaurants that none of them had ever been to. They had ended up at Great Northern Mall in North Olmstead and were walking through the mall when Brittany stopped and spun around to stare off in the distance. "I can smell my Santana," she sniffed the air and peered into the distance with penetrating blue eyes. "She smells like sugar cookies and flowers." She wiped at the tears forming in her eyes and fell into Quinn's arms.
Puck looked at them with his brows drawn over his green eyes. "What?"
Rachel rolled her eyes at him. "Coco Chanel, it's her perfume." She looked around them but didn't see any stores that would carry the expensive perfume. "Perhaps someone walked past that wears the same perfume." She looked to where Brittany had been staring but was too short to see anything and if Brittany hadn't been able to see her then she sure as hell wouldn't be able to. "Let's get something to eat, I'm starving." She placed her hand on Brittany's back and rubbed calming circles until the tall blonde stepped out of Quinn's arms.
Brittany turned to Puck and jabbed him in the chest with a long finger. "You better find my woman again or you're gonna get it." She took Rachel's hand and pulled her towards the food court.
"Was that our Brittany who just threatened me and walked off with your girlfriend?"
Quinn gave him a raised eyebrow and planted her hands on her hips in her HBIC stance. "And just how do you figure that Rachel is my girlfriend?"
"The way I saw you two in bed together what else would she be?"
"If that's all it takes then I must be dating both of them," she walked away and turned back when she saw that he wasn't following. "Britts gave me tongue the other morning." She then went after the other two girls with an evil smirk plastered on her face.
"Dayum!" Puck said in a whisper before he jogged to catch up with them.
The girls had been hitting all the bars on the Karaoke list and so far they had not caught up with Santana. They had showed a few bartenders her picture and none of them recognized her, that was until Brittany pulled a picture from her wallet and showed it to them. The one bartender looked at the picture and gave them a lecherous grin. "Is she single?"
Brittany snatched the picture back and growled at him. "No, she's mine." Rachel had to pull her away from the man before she went and did something that would land them in jail again. She looked at the picture in her hand and felt her mouth drop open. The look Santana had on her face was seductive, sensual, and erotic and every other word that described the expression she was giving to the camera. Rachel could only wish for someone to look at her like that. She looked at it again and saw that she had a smokiness to her eyes and just a slight lift to her lips.
"When was this taken?" She ushered her out the door and waited for her to speak.
"A couple months ago, Lord Tubbington snapped it when we were in my bedroom." She placed a soft kiss to the picture and placed it against her heart. "My sweetie is hot."
"And then some," Rachel murmured. "Where's Quinn?" She was about to head them back into the bar when she saw her step outside, her heart slammed in her chest when the outside lights made Quinn look like she had a halo around her.
"Look she looks like an angel." Brittany said with a whisper and then wrapped an arm around a weaving brunette. "You should totally tap that."
Rachel nodded her head. "Uhhh huhh…defiantly." She then blinked and looked up at Brittany. "Huh?"
"What?"
"I don't know what?"
"Me either?" Brittany shrugged her shoulders and looked to see Quinn giving them a confused look. "What?"
"I don't know what?" Quinn asked and then placed her hand up to her face and shook her head. "It's contagious."
"Only if you tongue them, that's what Sanny said about mono, you should know Quinn, she gave it to you."
Rachel looked at Quinn. "You kissed Santana to?"
"What…no, she kissed that dumbass Finn and then," she waved her hand around. "Past history and a total waste of three seconds of my life, he can't kiss for shit." She headed towards her car and looked back to see a smirking Rachel. "Twenty second wonder that one is, talk about premature at everything!"
Santana dialed the number and dropped into the chair against the wall of her room; she tapped her feet nervously and almost hung up. Then she heard a soft hello on the other end. "Hi Mrs. Pierce this is Santana can I talk to Brittany?"
"Who are you?"
Santana rolled her eyes; she went through this all the time with Brittany's parents. "Santana, I've been friends with Brittany for almost 12 years?"
"Really, you've known my daughter that long and I've never met you?"
"What...of coarse you've met me…now concentrate Mrs. P," she dropped her head into her hand and held back a groan. "Small Latina with a huge attitude, Lima Heights, Cheerio…Glee club…you caught us having sex on the stairs…anything yet?"
"Nope, sorry, how do you know my daughter again?"
"Ok, transfer me to Lord Tubbington's voice mail," She waited for the click and then the voice mail clicked on. "Ok Tubby, when your mother gets home tell her to listen to this got it and you better not forget or no more Cuban cigars for you!" She took a deep breath before speaking. "Britts, I know you're probably pissed beyond belief at me and I have a lot of explaining to do but I want you to know I love you and I'll be home soon." She hung up the phone and felt a giant weight lift from her shoulders. "I can't believe I just left a message for her cat." She looked to her watch and then got up to get ready for her trip to the bar. She had been at the mall earlier that day and had bought a new silk shirt and a few other things that she had been missing since she had been there. One of which was an expensive bottle of perfume, she lifted her wrist to her nose and took in the scent of her Coco Chanel perfume and closed her eyes. She swore the stuff lasted through showers and everything. It drove Brittany nuts, anything that sent her lover off on a sexual tangent was a plus in her book.
Once she was dressed, she looked at herself in the mirror and almost didn't recognize herself. She hardly ever wore any make-up anymore, her eyebrows were out of control and her hair that she fought so long to keep straight was back to its natural waves. She shook her head, went over to her backpack and searched for her make-up. She would leave her eyebrows for another time and to tell the truth, she thought they looked better a little thicker and with their natural arch. When she was done, her eyes were outlined in kohl and she had used black eye shadow to give her a smoky look. When she was completely done, she nodded her head and then headed out to her car. She turned up the radio and sang along with Lady Gaga's song Telephone. She would be early for the contest but she didn't really care, she had been anxious all day and thought going in early and listening to the other singers would calm her down or make her nauseous. Lately it seemed that the worst of the worst were showing up at the contests, not a one of them could carry a note, even given a bucket they would epically fail. "I may need to get ear plugs to make it through the night." She pulled into the parking lot and went around to the back to park. She went in through the back door and stopped beside Doris.
"Hey Doris, can I get a cheeseburger and fries?" She waited for her older friend to turn and look at her and gave her a smile when she looked at her with wide eyes.
"You look so different," she took in her rust colored silk shirt, worn and ripped Levis and then up into her dark eyes. "I sure hope you brought a body guard tonight."
Santana laughed and shook her head. "I think they all learned their lesson when I kicked the shit outta that asshole." She moved towards the door to the bar and watched as the stage was being prepared for the contest. "I wonder how many will show up tonight?"
"If they were smart they'd stay home, there's no one in this county that can beat you." She went about making the cheeseburger and fries for her. When she had the food done, she placed it on the table near the back door and turned Santana in that direction. "Go eat before one of those horrible singers makes you lose your appetite."
