Brittany POV
I wiped the tears from my eyes and stood up from my seat when I felt a hand rubbing my back soothingly.
"I was going to bring you and Santana with me to New York for the weekend as a birthday gift. You can still come with me but you have sort this thing out with Santana first." Dad said as he continued to run his hand through my back trying to calm me down.
I nodded my head. "I need to go home." I told them and I kissed Dad on his cheek and turned to Papi.
"I'm so sorry Papi." He nodded his head and smiled sympathetically.
"It's okay mija. Just go and sort all this out." He pulled me into a hug and whispered. "Go catch that feisty latina."
I giggled and pulled back. Quinn took my hand and led me outside so she could drive me back home.
"How are you feeling?" Quinn asked once we were inside her car.
"Embarrassed, sad, angry, guilty and really, really confused. It's all so jumbled up. I honestly don't know that I kissed him." I sighed.
"You'll get through this Britt. Goodluck thought that wife of yours is one feisty girl." She laughed. "Don't leave anything unsaid."
It's been hours since Quinn dropped me off. I decided to wait for Santana by the front porch. It was getting late and cold but I am determined to wait for Santana. I heard Emma come outside and gave me a blanket to keep myself warm.
"You don't have to do this Em. You can go to bed" I told her quietly.
"I don't know how serious the situation is but by the way you look I feel like I can't leave you all by yourself."
I chuckled. "I'm fine really, Emma. You have nothing to worry about. It will give me some piece of mind knowing that you're asleep."
She looked at me skeptically before giving in. "If you need me I'll be in my room." She said before heading back inside.
I don't know how many hours passed or minutes passed by till I saw the gates open and Santana's car came to view on the driveway. She got out of the car and started to climb up the steps.
"San." I called out. She jumped clearly unaware that I was sitting outside. Once she recovered, she ignored me and went straight inside.
"Santana wait." I said as I followed her up to her room. I sat down on the chair at her desk as she paced back and forth running her hands through her hair.
"Santana, please let me explain." I tried again.
"What happened in there Brittany?" She stopped pacing and is now in front of me I can smell her breath.
"You've been drinking." I said.
"Brittany just answer the question!" She started pacing again.
"I didn't know how it happened. I didn't know that I kissed him." I said quietly.
"What do you mean you don't know?" She was getting angrier.
"I wasn't thinking straight. I thought that it was the only way for me to get even."
"Get even? By kissing him?! So the other night, the night I couldn't sleep because I was worried looking for you, and you were just with him?" Okay now she's furious. I cowered in my seat scared that Santana might do something.
I kept silent.
"Answer me Brittany, where you with him that night?" She asked.
"Yes, but I didn't know what I was doing! When I woke up the next day I was just there." I tried to reason.
"Damnit Brittany, how could you not know what you were doing?!"
"Santana, please believe me, I didn't want that to happen."
She sighed and ran her hand down her face trying to calm herself down. At this point she's just standing there, looking at the floor, thinking to herself. I could the wheels of her brain working. She finally looked up at me.
"Did you sleep with him?"
I froze. Did Sebastian and I really do it? I don't know how to answer this. I shrugged my shoulders.
"Oh my God. I can't believe this." Santana concluded. "And I thought you were innocent. Go away Brittany."
"Santana," Tears started to form in my eyes. How can she accuse me that fast? But I admit, if the roles were reverse I would come to the same solution. And also, I started this mess.
It was my fault.
"Please, just leave" Santana said.
Tears were now flowing freely down my cheeks.
"I can't believe that you can be such a-"She cut herself off but continued in a much lower voice."
"Whore"
I took that as my sign to leave. I know that her mind is just clouded with anger and alcohol. She doesn't mean it. I stood up and stood in front of Santana. I took a deep breath.
It was now or never.
"I may not know what happened but all I know is one thing. I love you Santana." She froze and stared at me.
I saw something flash in her eyes but decided not to dwell on it and leave to go back in my room. Dad's offer was still up so why not grab it? It will give us time and space to think about all this. Once I'm inside my room I started to pack my clothes.
It was around 5 in the morning when I finished packing. I made my way downstairs as quiet as possible so I wouldn't risk anybody, more importantly her, waking up. When I reached the door to the garage I heard Emma call out to me.
"Brittany?"
I sighed and turned around to face her. "Hey Em."
"Where are you going?" She asked.
"I'm going with Dad to New York."
"What? Why? What about Santana?"
I shrugged. "She said she doesn't want to see me."
"Brittany," she came up to me and placed her hand on my arm. "She just mad at the moment, she's not thinking straight."
"I know. It's just messed up and it's all my fault. If it were up to me I'd go back to the time when Santana and I don't acknowledge each other that much. After this I think I've managed to mess up not only Santana but also Sebastian's career. I'm so stupid." My vision blurred but I kept strong. I didn't want to cry now.
Emma pulled me into a hug. "You're not stupid Britt." She said comfortingly.
I pulled back and started towards the door but Emma grabbed my arm and stopped me again.
"How are you going to get to your dad? It's still dark outside and dangerous."
"I'll take the old car." I answered her simply.
"Are you sure? Your know you're not that good in driving yet." She tried to hold me back again.
"I'll be fine Em. Don't worry. You should get some sleep, your eyes are red." I told her.
"Just be safe please."
I nodded. "Oh, can you tell San that I'm really sorry and I love her." I turned to the garage started my way to my dad's hotel with this old car.
Well at least I didn't leave anything unsaid.
Santana POV
I woke up with a headache pounding in my skull. Making my way to my bathroom rubbing some sleep away from my eye the events of last night came rushing through my head. I sighed.
Why did you do this Brittany?
After I took a shower I made my way downstairs and saw Emma sitting at the bar in the kitchen.
"Coffee?" She asked me as I sat down on one of the stools.
"Yes, please. Thanks." She stood up and pour some coffee into a mug. As she placed the steaming cup in front of me I can't help but notice that her eyes are red.
"Did you get some sleep last night? Your eyes are all red." I asked her.
She shook her head. Huh? Why didn't she sleep? I sipped on my cup as my thoughts drifted back to a certain blonde. Is she awake? Ugh. I don't want to se her.
I turned to look at Em and saw her reading, more like staring at today's paper that was in front of her.
"Hey Em, is Brittany awake?" I asked her.
"No." She said quietly. Her eyes were glossy. Why is she crying? What's up with Em today?
"Oh." I replied. So that means she's still up in her room. Tsk.
"She said that she's sorry and that she love you Tana." She continued
"What? What are you talking about Em?" I asked confused. Emma's really weird today.
"She left. Brittany left." Tears were starting to flow down her cheeks.
"So she finally decided to go with Smythe." I said bitterly.
"Santana!" Emma said. I jumped by her sudden outburst. "She left to go with her dad to New York."
"What?!" Now Emma was the one who jumped.
"She left around 5 in the morning and drove the old car." Emma explained.
"She drove the old car? Has she lost her mind? She can't even drive that well yet. Why didn't you stop her Em?" I asked. What was she thinking?
"Believe me I tried! But she wouldn't budge." Emma sighed. "I've been trying to call her but her phone was off and I don't know Mathew's number. I have no idea if she made it there safely."
I shook my head in disbelief.
"Santana." Emma said trying to calm me down.
"No Emma." I laughed bitterly. "She's impossible. She even has the guts to leave after all this." Tears were starting to pool in my eyes.
"Hear her out San, I was just a kiss-"I cut her off.
"Just a kiss?" I snorted. "It wasn't just a kiss Emma. She. Slept. With. Sebastian." I said with venom laced in my voice.
The look on Emma's face was priceless. Her eyes widened, if it could get bigger, and her mouth agape. If it were any other moment I would pull out my phone and snapped a picture.
I decided to continue. "Last night I realized my feelings for her. Last night I've never been so ready to risk this and tell everybody about our relationship even though we had to make it look like we were dating instead of married. I've never been so sure with my decision and make everybody know she was mine. I don't want to lose her, especially to Smythe. But why Em? I would be okay if they just kissed. But no she slept with him. She slept with him Emma. Why did she have to throw it back at my face? I didn't know that it would hurt this much."
I couldn't hold back the tears anymore and let them flow down my cheeks. She made her way over to me and hugged me and wiped the tears streaming down my face which were replaced by new ones.
"Aw dear, are you sure she said that? Did she really say that she slept with him because I don't believe it. She was also hurt when she left." She said.
"I asked her and she just kept silent. So I assumed that it was true." I explained.
"Santana, you two need to talk again. But this time, without the anger."
"How am I supposed to do that if she's in New York? If we are going to have this talk she has to come back. She's the one who left." I may be hurt but I won't let my pride down.
"Are you mad at her?" She asked.
"Yes."
"Are you angry?"
"Yes."
"Are you in love with her?"
"Yes."
I answered her like it was the most natural thing in the world. The word left my mouth before I even had the chance to process what I was saying.
Emma smacked me lightly t the back of my head.
"What was that for?" I asked rubbing my head.
"Well there's your answer! She told me that she loves you."
"Then why did she-" I start to question but she cut me off.
"Don't ask me those questions Santana. Do I look like Brittany to you? As they say, if you love someone you would accept everything about them. No more, no less."
"But I don't think I want to see her. I don't think I can handle the hurt" I confessed.
"What hurts more Santana? The hurt from your anger or the hurt once you lose her?" She said.
I didn't answer her question and took out my phone to call Papi.
I checked the time on the microware. It's already 10. Can I still make it?
"Tana?" My father answered.
"Papi, where did Dad stay?" I asked.
"He stayed here at the hotel but in another room. His plane left at 9. He was going to bring you and Brittany with him but.." He drifted off.
"Shit! So he already left." I said.
"Yes. Is there a problem?"
"Brittany left with him!"
"Ah, yes. Maybe she wanted to go to the trip."
"No Papi, I don't think she would stay there for a short trip after what I said last night." I explained.
"Why? What did you say to her Santana?" He asked.
"I said some pretty bad things to her last night. I need to go there Papi. Please?"
He stayed silent for a while then sighed. "Okay. I'll email you the details of your flight and Matt's work address. I don't know his home address so just ask him there."
"Gracias Papi." I said
"Okay. Te quiero mija."
"Te quiero papi."
I looked at Emma who still had tears but was now smiling.
"Hey, stop crying I'm going to fix this." I said to her.
She nodded. "Just promise me to bring Brittany back home."
I smiled. "Don't worry Em. I promise." I went up to my room and packed my stuff.
I stood outside Dad's office. To be honest I am scared of what he will say to me. But it was now or never. So I knocked and heard a faint 'come in'
He was looking through some papers as I came in.
"Dad." I said trying to grab his attention.
"Ah Santana, I was expecting you take a seat." He motioned to one of the chairs. I sat down obediently.
"So here are the keys and the address." He said handing me the items.
I smiled and took it from him. "Thanks Dad. I'm really sorry about all this." I said.
"It's okay Tana, everybody makes mistakes. I'm just a little disappointed on you two but it's fine." His bright blue eyes filled with understanding.
"Well we don't want to keep her waiting do we?" He smiled as he stood up.
I chuckled and nodded my head as he led me outside and hailed a cab.
"Oh I almost forgot, I need to catch up on my work so I might be home late tonight you don't have to wait up for me."
I nodded my head in understanding and the left for the apartment.
I closed the door to the apartment and started my hunt for Brittany. I saw a head of blonde hair sitting on the couch in the living room.
"Brittany." I called out.
She quickly stood up and raised her hand ready to throw the remote control she held in her hand. I put my hands up in defence and she lowered her hand when she realized that it was me.
"Santana?" She breathed as she sat back down on the couch.
"Yeah." I said and I took a seat next to her. "Look Britt, I'm really sorry about what I said last night. I wasn't thinking straight."
She shook her head. "No. It's my fault. If it weren't for me we wouldn't be in this mess."
"Don't but all the blame on you Brittany. We all have our faults here." I tried to reason.
"Yes, but I made it worse. Everything was just a blur and I can't remember anything. All I remembered was waking up in his house. I feel so dirty." She lowered her head and tears ran down her cheeks.
I took her hands in mine. "Hey, look at me." I said. She wouldn't look up so I cupped her face to make her look at me.
"I don't care." I said wiping the tears from her beautiful face. "What's past is past. We can't change it anymore. What matters now is that I don't want to lose you Britt. You mean so much to me." I confessed.
"But-" She started.
"Brittany, listen." I started to feel nervous. What if she doesn't love me?
Don't over act Santana, she told you she loved you last night and told Emma too. So what's to worry about? I looked at her straight in the eye.
"I love you." I felt her froze but soon I saw a small smile on her face.
"I love you Brittany and I don't care about what you did." I said. It felt like the weight has lifted off my shoulders.
"I love you too Santana." And warmth spread all over my body.
I cupped both her cheeks and pulled her in for a kiss. I was soft and slow, enjoying the warmth of each other. After a while I ran my tongue across her lower lip asking for entrance which she granted immediately. Soon out kisses turned heated, tongues exploring and tasting each other. I ran my hands down her neck to her shoulders, arms then waist and pulled her till she was straddling me. She cupped my cheeks and tilted our heads to a better angle. I pulled back and started kissing down her jaw to her neck. Her breathing became ragged as she tilted her head so I could get better access to her neck. I stopped at a spot beneath her ear and nipped and licked at it marking her. She tangled her fingers through my hair and moaned right at my ear. The sound shoot tingles down my body right to my groin and I ran my hands inside her shirt caressing her soft skin. We pulled back for air and I saw the mark under her ear, I mentally patted myself in the back. I pulled her into a hug and nestled my head into her neck holding her tight.
"I love you." I mumbled. I stared kissing her neck up to her ear. "And I want to show you how much I love you." I whispered in her ear. I pulled back to see her mouth open and captured her lips into mine and slid my tongue inside her mouth. After a moment she responded back and our tongues started to duel with each other. I ran hands under her shirt again and palmed her covered breast, she responded by gently grinding on to me. My pants felt tighter as blood rushed to my groin. I gently squeezed her breast.
"Santana." She gasped. I stood up from the couch picking her up with me. She wrapped her arm and legs around my neck and waist.
"Where's your room?" I asked.
"Last room to the right." She answered. I led us down the hall as she assaulted my neck. I opened the door to her room and gently placed her down on the bed. Her cheeks were flushed and her lips were swollen but what caught my attention were her eyes. Blue orbs glinting as she smiled shyly at me pushing herself further into the bed. I climbed on the bed and nestled myself between her between her legs.
"Hey." I looked down at her and kissed her nose. She scrunched her nose and let out a giggle. I smiled at her because she's so adorable.
"Hey." She smiled back circling her arms around my neck. I leaned down and peppered her face with kisses. She started giggling again. Her laugh. I could listen to it all day.
I pulled back. "I love you."
Her eyes soften. "I love you too." And she pulled me down into a kiss.
After a few minutes of slow kissing she ran her tongue along my lip asking for permission which I gladly granted. I groaned when I felt her tongue run along the roof of my mouth. Our kisses turned heated and my hands roam to the hem of her shirt tugging it.
"Can I?" I asked.
She nodded and lifted her arms as I slid the material off her. I marvelled at the sight of her body. Soft, creamy skin, I ran my hands along her sides and leaned down to kiss her neck down to her collarbones, the swell of her breast and back to her mouth. She started to unbutton my shirt and slide it down shoulders and I tossed it somewhere in the room. I noticed her eyes turn a darker shade of blue as she took in the sight.
"Like what you see?" I smirked. Something flashed across her eyes and the next thing I knew she flipped us over and now she is straddling me. I sat up and kissed her passionately, our tongues battling for dominance. I reached behind her bra before pulling back to look at her. She nodded and I unclasped her bra flinging it across the room.
"Beautiful." I whispered and quickly turned us around making her lie on her back once more. She yelped at the sudden action but it turned into a moan as I attached my lips on the spot below her ear and massaged her breasts. She ran across my back before taking off my bra making us both equally naked from the top. I let out a moan as she began fondling with my breast flicking her thumbs across my nipples. I kissed my way down to the valley of her chest and caught her nipple in my mouth as my hand massaged the other one. I felt her hands tangle in my hair pulling me closer to her and I turned my attention to her other breast.
"San." She moaned.
I made my way down her abdomen where her muscles twitch with every kiss I plant. I toyed with the button of her jeans before unbuttoning it and pulling the zipper down. She lifted her hips and we slid off her jeans to the floor. My eyes clouded with lust as I drank in the sight of Brittany. My jeans felt tight so I took off my pants to relieve myself from the uncomfortable feeling. I saw Brittany eyeing the tent in my boxers. I lay back on top of her and she cupped my crotch.
"Brittany." I groaned. She rubbed it a couple of time before sliding her hand in my boxers and taking my appendage in her hand. She slowly pumped her hand back and forth and I moaned at the feeling she pulled her hand back and pulled my boxers down my thighs where I kicked them off. I kissed my way down her thighs and stopped at her clothed center. I can smell her scent and felt my crotch twitch. I looped my fingers at the waistband off her panties and looked at her silently asking her permission. She nodded her head and lifted her hips as I slid off the last offending garment. I eyed her glistening center with lust and ran my tongue through her slick folds and nipped at her clit as she became a moaning mess.
"Are you ready?" I asked pulling back. She responded by taking my penis and positioned the head at her entrance. I gently pushed till the head was inside and stop letting her get used to the intrusion. She groaned at the feeling and tapped my shoulder moments later signalling me to continue. I pushed further but then I froze.
I felt a barrier.
A barrier, I felt it. So it only means that Brittany didn't sleep with Sebastian. A wave of relief washed through my entire body.
"San?" Brittany said cupping my cheek and pulling me out of my trance.
I shook my head and kissed her. "I love you." I whispered and slowly pushed until my whole length was buried in her.
I almost came right there. She was tight and wet, her walls clenching my length. It was an incredible feeling. I thrust in and out of her slowly as I watched her face contort in pain so I immediately stopped.
"Are you okay?" I asked. She nodded and started to rock her hips. I continued my actions but being more careful this time.
After a few thrusts and her expression changed from pain to pleasure. She bucked her hips meeting mine and soon we found a slow and steady pace. I interlaced our fingers and placed out at the sides of her head.
"S-s-san." She moaned at my ear as I kissed her neck. I groaned at the sound and picked up the pace.
She released our hands and clawed my back leaving marks. It stung but only turned me on more.
"I'm close." She said her breathing ragged. I reached down and began circling her clit while I attacked her lips. I felt her walls begin to tighten as our kisses became sloppy and she pulled back panting.
"Santana!" She screamed reaching her orgasm and her walls held a vice grip around my length. "I love you." She whispered to me making me let go. Ropes of cum shoot in her as I came and I slowed my actions bringing us down from our highs.
"I love you." I said as I nuzzled her cheek once our breathing came back to normal.
She giggled. "I love you too." She said as her eyes began to droop. I lay my head on her chest as my member that's still inside her began to soften and let sleep invade my senses.
Brittany POV
I woke up feeling cold. I looked down to see myself naked and the events from a while ago came rushing to my head. I blushed at the memory and looked around for Santana but she wasn't in the room. Confused I stood up and put on some clothes which was Santana's shirt and a pair of panties and made my way out the room.
I saw Santana in the kitchen talking on her phone with a bottle of water in her hand. She smiled at me as I sat on top of the kitchen counter. She was wearing a thin white shirt which showed her nipples and a pair of boxer shorts. I blushed as she caught me staring at her and she laughed throwing me a wink and my cheeks turned redder.
"Everything's okay." She said on the phone. She made her way to me and stood between my legs caressing my thigh. "Yes. We will be back by Sunday. She's with me." She locked her eyes with mine.
"It's Quinn." She said putting her phone on speaker.
"Hi Quinn!" I greeted.
"Hey Britt. So I see you and Satan have worked thing out?" She asked. Santana giggled and pecked my lips.
"Yeah." I answered.
"Did Santana just giggle?" Quinn said in disbelief.
Santana laughed and spoke up. "Shut it Fabray." Which led to Holly and Quinn laughing. I guess she too was on speaker phone.
"Quinn leave those two alone." I heard Holly say. "Brittany we expect your asses here by Sunday! I don't care if you have to drag Santana out of the bedroom naked just bring her here!" She said through the phone.
I laughed. "Will do Holly."
"Well see you on Sunday." Quinn said. "Don't forget my souvenir!" Holly called.
"Bye Quinn!" Santana said ending the call. She tossed her phone to the side and pecked my lips again.
"Hey." She said.
"Hello." I smiled looping my arms around her neck.
"So Sebastian called." She said calmly.
I stiffened. "What did you say?" I asked cautiously.
"I hung up."
"San that's mean." I said.
"I'll talk to him when we get back." She said.
"I'm sorry about that night." I said.
"Britt, you didn't do anything. I'm the one who should be apologizing for calling you a. . whore."
"But, that night-" She cut me off.
"You guys didn't do anything that night." She said.
"We didn't?" I asked.
"Nope." She shook her head.
"How did you know?" I asked confused.
She leaned in to whisper in my ear. "I felt it." Her hot breath tickled my neck raising the hair there. A wave of relief ran through my body.
She pulled back to look at me smiling. "I'm hungry. What do you want to eat?" I asked her.
"Oh I can think of a few things." She said running her hands higher on my thigh.
I blushed and slapped her shoulder. "Santana!"
She laughed and circled her arms through my waist and tucked her head in the crook of my neck. "It's not my fault I have a very beautiful and very sexy wife." She said.
"Is that so?" I smirked playing with the hair on the back of her neck.
"Mhhmm." She hummed.
"Well, your wife is hungry. Let's eat." I said jumping off the counter laughing.
"Tsk." She said.
"Aw." I giggled and pinched her cheek.
She laughed and interlaced our fingers. "Come on let's get you fed. Dad's not gonna be home till late so you have to get energized with what I have in stored for you."
I blushed. Maybe things will work out after all.
So what are you thoughts? It's my first time to write a scene like that so please go soft? Glee is really messed up. Seriously? Bram? Haha. Well we'll have to wait and see what happens next. Mistakes are all mine though. Thanks for the reviews and alerts guys. Hope you had an awesome holiday! :D
