A/N: Holy crap guys, over 60 reviews and I just hit 10,000 views for this fic :O What a way to start my New Year huh? Thank you all for your kind words towards this story, I'm so glad you all like it so far, but as always there is drama on its way.
I'm sorry I took so long with this. I've been really ill and just didn't want to face writing then I had to go over all this crap for my theory test which I gotta do soon :O So pretty much other crap got in the way but I'm back bitches! Hopefully I won't take as long to update again.
Oh gad! I dunno what happened halfway through this chapter… It's like... U want sum crackas wit cho cheeze? Apparently this is the mood I was in when I wrote this. I'm not too sure about it but whatever.
ALSO! The song is At Last by Etta James but I've been listening to Beyonce's version because it's amazing and here's the link if you wish to listen to her version.
watch?v=Q8FHwsATN0E
I hope you like this chapter!
Chapter 7 – At Last
A month later
A month. That's how long Santana Lopez has been my girlfriend. One month of amazing dates, amazing kisses and just her. One month of secrets, hiding and close calls. It's something that's starting to bug me. It's not that I want to be able to suck Santana's face off in the middle of the hallway or go way over the top with the PDA. I don't care if they see that I'm dating Santana. All I want is for people to know that I belong to her and she belongs to me. Whenever one of us comes to school with a hickey, I'd like people to know where it came from and not for them to think my girl is some vampire whore getting random people to suck on her neck. It me because she's mine.
Of course I've heard rumours about Santana from people in glee. Like how her and Puck used to have sex. It kind of pisses me off. I can't even tell them that I don't want to hear sex stories about my girlfriend because she's not supposed to be. Thankfully Rachel shuts everyone up for me. She's the only person who knows about Santana and I but that's only because she guessed. I trust Rachel not to tell anyone plus Santana threatened her life if she were to tell a soul about us. That kind of hurt, knowing she was that desperate for no one to find out she was dating some loser from glee club.
Spotting Karofsky and Azimio down the hallway I head in a different direction to get to Spanish. I'm not in the mood for a slushy today, or any day really. It's such an effort trying to get all that sticky syrup out of your hair. I've even had to start bringing extra clothes to school and keeping them in my locker. Santana has been trying to persuade me into joining the Cheerio's. I've been thinking about it. I mean we would get to spend more time together in school and we could actually socialise outside of glee and a bathroom. Maybe she would even want to tell people about us seeing as I'll be a cheerleader too.
Quinn stood in front of me in the hallway blocking my path. I have a bad feeling about this. "Morning Brittany. You look like you need to cool down. You're looking kind of flushed." Quinn smiled at me. What is up with that? I don't think I've ever spoken a word to Quinn and now she's talking to me and smiling. Plus I'm not hot so why would I need a cool down. Wait! I was thinking about me and Santana making out again. I quickly look down checking myself. Oh no it's fine. A total no show. That could be hard to explain. Quinn's smile quickly changes to a smirk once she glances behind me. I spin around to see Kitty with an identical smirk and a slushy in her hand. Holy big quench, Batman! I clench my eyes shut as I feel the slushy being thrown into my face and eyes. The stinging feels like a thousand knives are stabbing me in each eye. Maybe that's a little too dramatic but it hurts okay?
I run into the bathroom, the door barely stopping the sound of laughter in the hallway. Pulling out paper towels and running them under the tap I begin to clean myself up. Just another day in McKinley. I am so sick of this crap. Maybe Santana is right. Maybe I should join the Cheerio's. At least there will be less slushies rather than one daily. Screw it! I throw the used paper towels into the trash and go straight to the one place I thought I'd never go again. Back to Sue Sylvester's office.
I hesitate briefly before knocking on her door. I hear a gruff 'Come in' and I enter. I am genuinely terrified of being anywhere near this woman. I know it sounds stupid to be terrified of a cheerleading coach but she just gives me this vibe. She's so overpowering and scary and… tall.
"Well Blondie, I don't recall sending any of my minions to summon you. So obviously, you've had enough of the reticule." She doesn't even look up from the paper she's writing on at her desk.
"How'd you even know I'd be here." I look to her confused. Did she know I'd be back?
"I told you before, you'd regret rejecting me. Who do you think calls the orders on those slushies? Well most of the time anyway. Sometimes, kids are just mean. Don't ya think?" She smiles up at me. I wouldn't even say it's a friendly smile. It's more like a 'Now I have you where I want you' kind of smile. "I don't take no as an answer, Pierce." I was with Sue a lot longer than I thought I would be. I ended up skipping my first two classes all together. Which means I won't get to see Santana until I get to glee. Most of what she said was how everything was going to go down on her squad. How if I do as she tells me everyone will stay happy and if not she's going to "Make me disappear." I told you. Terrifying.
I have to say, walking down the hallway is a different experience. I feel like some people are terrified to look at me. Others look like they just want to rip my clothes off. I feel like some sort of animal in the zoo. It's weird. Yet, oddly, I kind of like it. I feel untouchable. I guess now I know why Santana didn't want to give all this up so easily. I feel my phone vibrating so I pull it out to see I have an unread message from Santana. I can't wait to see what she thinks of my new outfit.
San: Hey B. I have a surprise for you later in glee xx
Britt: A surprise? What is it? Tell me. Xx
San: So impatient. I just want to sing you something. And check your locker; I left you something inside xx
I make my way down the hall immediately, heading straight for my locker. I enter the combination and swing the door open as quickly as I can. I look inside to see a single red rose. I pick up the rose to smell it and notice a note sitting beside it with my name on it in Santana's perfect cursive handwriting. I seriously don't understand why she'd hide this sweet side from everyone. Although I do kind of like how she only shows it to me.
Brittany,
I'm sorry we haven't seen each other all day. Just know that I miss you and I'm thinking of you. I can't wait until glee. I hope you like the song I have chosen. I mean every word. I know we haven't been together all that long, but you do things to me Britt and I don't know how to make it stop. But then again, I don't think I want to know. I know keeping us a secret has taken its toll on you but be patient mi amor. Everything will work out, I promise. Sometimes people misinterpret the meaning of a red rose. Please, don't misinterpret its meaning from me.
Love,
Your Santana.
I read over the note again and again and my eyes keep drifting to the end. My Santana.
"Whatcha readin'?"I jump as Rachel comes up behind me and reads the letter over my shoulder. "Wow." I nod because yeah. Wow. "Who knew Santana had it in her to be even slightly romantic? How are things going with you both?"
"She's been so perfect, Rach. I mean sure I hate hiding us, but she's worth it." I smile wide just thinking about her and Rachel mirrors it.
"I'm glad you're happy, Brittany. I've never seen Santana so happy either. You're good for her."
"God Rachel, I love her." I blurt without meaning to. I slap my hand over my mouth and Rachel just stares at me with a smirk plastered on her face. "Like! I meant like! I like her deeply, Rachel."I clench my eyes shut and drop my head against my locker causing the sound to echo down the hallways. I don't even know why I bother to have this argument with myself.
I pick my head back up off the locker and look back at her biting my lip, her eyebrow raised waiting for me to continue, I know she knows I love Santana even as I deny it. Sighing, I smile at her. "I love her. I'm in love with Santana. I think I loved her from the moment I saw her." I whisper. I knew from the moment I laid eyes on her I had to get to know her properly. I have to tell her about other things, before I tell her that though.
"She loves you too you know." I furrow my eyebrows, tilting my head to the side in confusion.
"How can you seem so sure?"
"A red rose," she glances briefly to the rose before looking into my eyes, "means I love you, Brittany." Rachel smiles at me before walking by me and heading to class.
The rest of my day was uneventful before glee club. Everyone is still acting weird towards me though. Before people would notice me but then I would quickly be ignored again once they realised I wasn't anyone special, now they notice me and stare or look away before I do something awful like the other girls on the squad. I would never do anything like that to anyone. I don't want to be mean like the other cheerleaders. I just want them to stop slushying me.
I enter the choir room and as usual everyone is being rowdy before Mr Shue joins us. I walk up to the back and take a seat next to Mike. We've sort of become friends since I joined glee. It's nice to dance with someone who can keep up with me. He's an amazing dancer and he and his girlfriend Tina are so cute together.
"Whoa! Britt, since when are you on the Cheerio's?" Mike asked as he eyed my uniform with shock.
"Since today. I've had enough of the slushies. You know Sue had the Cheerio's slushy me until I gave in and joined the team?"
"Yeah well, I'm not surprised. She'll do anything to get what she wants. When glee club first when to regionals, Sue stole our set list and gave them to the other competitors."
"Why?" I look at him incredulously.
"Because her budget for the Cheerio's was cut to fund glee club and she was totally furious." He shrugs his shoulders.
"Oh wow. She is crazy." I look to the front of the room to see Mr Shue setting up and Santana looking at me confused. She looks at my uniform and then back to me. I smile and nod at her, letting her know this is definitely happening.
"Okay guys, listen up. Santana would like to sing something to start off our lesson today. Santana?" I notice Rachel let out a huff and cross her arms over her chest, Finn whispering in her ear and rubbing her back. She must be pissed she never got to start off this week. I just shake my head at her and turn my attention back to the Latin beauty in front of me.
I watch as Santana nods to the guys in the band and the strings start up almost immediately. I know the song as soon as they start. She turns and locks her eyes to mine briefly before looking to everyone else.
At last
My love has come along
My lonely days are over
And life is like a song
Oh yeah yeah
At last
The skies above are blue
My heart was wrapped up in clover
The night I looked at you
She turns her gaze back to me and locks her eyes on mine and I know, as she sings to me, that she means it. Every single word. She sings with so much passion that you can almost feel the emotion behind the words. The whole room is stunned to silence as she pours her heart out.
I found a dream, that I could speak to
A dream that I can call my own
I found a thrill to press my cheek to
A thrill that I have never known
Oh yeah yeah
You smiled, you smiled
Oh and then the spell was cast
And here we are in heaven
for you are mine...
At Last
I discreetly wipe away the tears before they even get the chance to fall. It's was so beautiful and so full of passion like she is singing through experience. That's when it hits me. This must be the reason she didn't want me to misinterpret the rose because she does mean it. Rachel was right. She really does love me. Then why can't she just tell me instead of giving me the rose and then singing?
Whatever her reasons are, I know how she feels even without her saying the actual words. I know her well enough to know that I can't force her to actually say it. I just need to let her do things her way until then. I just hope she doesn't make me wait too long.
As soon as glee is over I head to the parking lot to meet Santana. She smiles shyly at me as I approach her and I slip into the passenger's seat of her car as she sits in the drivers seat. She's wringing her hands in her lap, something I've noticed she does when she becomes nervous. I place my hand over hers to stop her and squeeze gently. I use my other hand to tilt her chin up so that her eyes connect with mine.
I lean forward and capture her lips in mine and she responds immediately, our lips gliding together perfectly. I pull away as I feel her tongue run across my lower lip, she whines in protest and I smile at the noise.
"Well? Did you like it?" She rests her forehead against mine, her eyes still closed from the kiss. I nudge her nose with my own to get her to look at me. It works as she opens her eyes looking at me with a small shy smile on her face.
"I loved it." I peck her lips quickly and pull back enough to continue talking, our lips still touching. "I love you." I whisper against her. Her hand finds its way to the back of my neck as she pulls me into a deep kiss filled with love, passion and a little bit of lust. She pulls back and grins at me, kissing my cheek and starts the car.
"Breastix?" She asks and I nod eagerly as she takes off in the right direction. I'm so happy because now Santana knows that I love her and even if she didn't say it back it's okay. It's okay because I know that she loves me too.
After our dinner at Breadstix we went back to Santana's house. Both her parents are out of town for the next few days so she wanted to make the most of our time alone. I'm currently sitting on Santana's bed, resting against the headboard with the beautiful Latina straddling me, her arms wrapped around my neck.
I lean in, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth, biting it gently then smoothing over it with my tongue and I feel her moan vibrate against my lips. I smile into the kiss and my hands begin to wander from where they were on her waist. She dips her tongue into my mouth as my hands slide up her stomach, she feels me becoming hesitant, so instead she places her hands over mine sliding them both up over her still clothed breasts. She gently squeezes my hands to get mine to begin massaging her breasts.
She bites my bottom lip and tugs it with her as she pulls back and releases out a low moan as my lips attach themselves to her neck. My hands move from her boobs to her ass as I begin to knead the flesh over her red spanks. I moan and nip at her neck as I feel her hips rocking against me. I use the grip I have on her ass to pull her into me more. I feel myself hardening as she releases breathy moans into my ear and continues grinding her center on me. Before I can pull away from her to cover myself I feel her tense above me.
She pulls away slightly and looks down between us. I can feel my face flushing and the tears that are beginning to well up in my eyes. She looks back up to me in confusion as I push her off of me. I swing my legs over the side of the bed and put my head in my hands, willing myself not to cry. She shuffles forward putting her hand on my shoulder that I flinch away from. "Britt, are you wearing a strap on?" She asks with a hint of amusement which quickly disappears when she looks at me shaking my head. "Then what?"
I look at her through my blurred vision as she waits patiently for me to give her an explanation. I open my mouth to speak but the only sound to come out is a strangled gurgle and I quickly shut it again. I take a deep breath to try and calm myself down but it only makes it worse and I feel a tear slowly slip down my cheek. Santana reaches over cupping both my cheeks in her hands and slowly wipes it away with her thumb.
A sob breaks through me as she continues to wipe away my tears. She's only going to hate me when I tell her. I shuffle away from her slightly and cross my arms over my chest trying to calm myself as the sobs continue to wrack through my body. Santana quickly moves over to me and pulls me into her chest and I cling to her body as she rubs her hands along my arms and back.
"Brittany what's wrong? Take a deep breath, baby." I hear a quiver in her voice. I do as she says, taking a deep breath and I look up to her noticing unshed tears in her eyes. "Did I do something wrong?" Sniffling, I sit up and look at her and give her a small smile.
"No you didn't do anything, San. You've been nothing but amazing. I just- I have to tell you something but it's not easy for me to say."
"Okay… What is it?" She takes both of my hands in hers softly running her thumbs across my knuckles.
"I-I was born a little different than most girls." Her eyebrows knit together in confusion at my words.
"Britt what do you mean?"
"I was born with a penis, Santana." I mumble and look away from her and she drops my hands. My hearts beating rapidly in my chest and my mouth has gone dry. I peek up at her to see her staring back at me her mouth opening and closing as she looks for something to say. Oh crap this is it. She hates me now. She's not saying anything! This is bad.
"Please say something." I whisper. I place me hand on hers that is resting between us and she flinches away from the contact. I feel the tears well in my eyes and the sobs trying to break through me once more. "I love you, Santana, please, say anything."
"I don't have anything to say, Brittany. I-" I stand up abruptly, startling her, before she has a chance to finish. I can't bear to hear what she really thinks of me. "Britt. Don't-"
"Please don't say anything." I can't contain the sobs anymore as they wrack through my body once more and I quickly walk out of the room, down the stairs and slam the door shut behind me.
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