Hey guys just wanna thank you all for the lovely feedback on the last chapter. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Hopefully you'll like this. Basically if you've watched I Do and you're annoyed and upset with how it all went this should cheer you up. I haven't seen all of it but I've seen the more important parts. My take on what should have happened between Quinntana, Brittana and so on.
Brittany had just broken up with Sam. The two blondes had talked before getting into an argument over the whole thing. Brittany was pretty sure everyone on their floor heard the whole conversation. The dancer was angry with Sam she told him she'd find somewhere else to sleep, she slammed the door shut and was heading towards the lift. Frist thing first she was going up to Santana and Quinn's room to tell Santana that she'd broken up with Sam and confess how she really feels about her. Luckily for Brittany Santana had left her room key by the bar so she had a perfect excuse for going to the room. One thing she had noticed was how drunk both of her best friends really were, she was so sure neither one of them had stopped drinking until the bar actually shut. As the lift stopped and opened it's doors the dancer stepped out, she walked up the hall with Courage and a positive attitude. As she passed Finn and Rachel's room a smirk crept across her face, she looked down at the do not disturb sign and let out a little chuckle. Brittany couldn't help but feel a little nervous as she appreciated Santana and Quinn's room, she stopped dead in her tracks when she arrived at the door. The only thing kepping her from Santana was this door. The tall blonde took a couple of deep breaths in before fixing her dress and unlocking the door. Brittany was looking at the ground as she entered the room so she hadn't noticed that Quinn and Santana were in one bed under the covers giggling away. "Hey Santana I just want you to know I broke-." Brittany began but she froze completely when her eyes met the bed. Suddenly a drunken Quinn and Santana emerged from the covers both with messy hair. But both girls smiles dropped when they caught sight of their best friend standing at the door. Brittany just stood and stared, she was so shocked she really wished her body would move, all she wanted to do was run as far away from this situation as possible but her body was frozen she couldn't move, she hadn't even blinked. Santana and Quinn had sobered up fast both girls were quickly and silently getting dressed. After they'd gotten dressed they took a seat on the edge of the bed.
Quinn decided she better say something. "Britt, it's not what it looks like." the small blonde was finding it very hard to find an explanation for what Brittany had just witnessed. " You need to understand that we've both hand a lot to drink and we're both in a really shitty place with romance right now." Quinn said looking into Brittany eyes. Brittany's eyes were usually an ocean blue colour but now they looked duller.
"we weren't doing anything." Santana yelled. Quinn slapped the latina's arm and scowled at her.
"Santana she just saw us." Quinn stated back. "Brittany say something please you're really freaking me out right now." Quinn said her voice full of worry. Brittany still hadn't moved or said anything since she entered the room. Quinn felt really bad, she knew her friend must be very confused, angry and hurt right now.
"Britt, hey are you ok? Say something please Britt." Santana pleaded, she didn't know what to do this was a very awkward situation and they're was no easy way out of it.
Brittany opened her mouth to speak but nothing but a squeak came out. She tried again but still nothing. Slowly she moved her shaking hands towards herself. She pointed from Santana to Quinn to the bed, nobody said anything. Brittany held up Santana's key and pointed at it. "I- it's I-." Brittany tried to say but she stuttered, she was still lost for words. "I found your key by the bar and thought I'd come give it to you." Brittany finally manged to say, however she was looking down at the floor. Santana slowly walked towards Brittany stretching her arm forward, she took the key from Brittany and thanked the dancer. Santana went to take hold of Brittany's hand but Brittany pulled it out of her reach, the latina was rather hurt but she couldn't blame Brittany for what she did.
"Brittany can we talk about this?" Santana asked motioning between her Quinn and the bed. "You never even got to finish what you were saying." Santana added, walking back over to sit on the edge of the bed. Quinn shot Brittany an apologetic look but Brittany was still looking at the floor.
"Britt, we need to talk about this." Quinn stated in a firm tone grabbing the dancers full attention.
" no." Brittany snapped back. Santana and Quinn's eyes widened. Brittany had never talked to anyone like that. "There's nothing to talk about. I came here to give Santana her key, I've done that now I'm going to go." Brittany stated before she turned to head out the door. Before she could take another step out the room Quinn and Santana had ran up and pulled her back in before shutting the door. "What do you think you're doing?" Brittany growled at her best friends.
"I said we need to talk about this." Quinn replied back in a calm soft voice.
"She's right Britt, we need to talk." Santana added, while Brittany let out a sigh. "First of all you need to finish what you were saying when you walked into the room." Santana said curious to what her x-girlfriend had went to say. Santana was sure she heard the work break but it could just be the alcohol she thought to herself.
"it's not important, why don't you guys tell me about your sex. Was it good? Did you enjoy it. Are you guys dating now." the dancer shot back.
"Britt, I don't get what the big deal is here. You're with Sam, you've probably slept together loads of times by now. Santana and I made a drunken mistake, we had sex yes, it was instressing yes but we are most definitely not a couple or ever going to be for that matter." Quinn shot back. She was beginning to get annoyed at how selfish Brittany was acting. "We've had a rough time Britt. You have no idea about how hard things are away from school. Adult relationships are very complicated and the break ups seem to be a lot tougher. Give us a break we all make mistakes, why can't you realize that before you attack us with questions and judge us." Quinn finished. Brittany just looked at the blonde, her anger increasing with every word that left Quinn's mouth.
"I understand how scary it must be in the real world Quinn. I know you're all finding it hard to adjust to, I know adult relationships are tough but don't for one second think my life is a walk in the park. It's not, my life sucks, high school suck. Lima sucks everything so far in this year has sucked." Brittany yelled taking a step towards the two girls. "You have no idea how hard it is to watch my friends and girlfriend graduate, moving on to a new chapter of their lives while I repeat another year at a place I couldn't wait to leave." Brittany continued her eyes beginning to tear up." "I don't even care that you and Santana have slept together, I'm pissed and upset at the fact both of you have just slept with each other to try get over the fact you have no love life." Brittany added before going back and leaning against the door.
"Britt." Quinn said sympathetic, she felt bad. She never even considered how not graduating was going to effect her best friend.
"wait a second, how's it fair for you to say these things to me and Quinn? Judging us for sleeping together because we're hurt and lonely. You're doing the same thing with Sam right now aren't you?" Santana fired back. She didn't like arguing with Brittany but her point was fare. Brittany's eyes widened.
"not that it's any of your business but I haven't slept with Sam and I'm not planning to ever." Brittany yelled back while the tears rolled down her cheeks. Santana's jaw dropped open and Quinn's eyes went wide, neither girl had a clue and they felt terrible for what they had just said. "Nice to see even my best friends see me as a slut. Over the last two years I've grown up a lot and I've realized something. I don't like sleeping around, I like being in love and giving myself to someone who I can trust and I know loves me." Brittany added.
"Britt, that's so sweet. I'm so sorry and I'm sure Quinn feel the same. Can we please just talk like adults about this." Santana asked her eyes welling up with tears.
"I need to go. We can talk about this later." Brittany said , her face emotionless.
"oh, I forgot Sam must be really worried about you." Quinn blurted out after she checked the time. Santana and Quinn waited for Brittany to answer but the dancer just stood there.
"em, yeah he will be. Bye." Brittany quickly said before she left. Quinn and Santana thought something was up but they didn't want to question her. After Brittany left Quinn and Santana's room she headed down to the bar, she'd had a very confusing evening and she wanted to drink till she couldn't walk. Even though the bar was closed she figured out a way to snatch a couple of bottles from it and then she made her way outside to sit on the bench. Outside the blonde took her heels off and let her hair down, she took a massive swig from one of the bottle she'd picked up. Brittany didn't actually care what she was drinking as long as she became seriously drunk it didn't matter. The dancer coughed after she swallowed what she thought was straight tequilla. Oh well Brittany thought as she drank away, it was 1am and everyone was asleep apart from her. Brittany had been drinking non stop for 2hours she was really feeling the buzz. The dancer felt like calling someone so she grabbed her phone and randomly dialed a number.
"hello, Britt." a tired Tina mumbled through the phone. "What do you want, it's 1am I'm tired?" Tina asked.
"TINA!" Brittany yelled into the phone. "I like you Tina you're awesome, more people should be like you." the dancer slurred into the phone while she stumbled about the grass.
"Brittany, you weren't drunk earlier. What have you been doing and where are you?" Tina questioned, she was getting a little concerned with her friends behaviour.
"well stuff happened tonight, I'm drinking away my problems, I'm outside the grass feels funny between my toes." Brittany cried into the phone before she started laughing. "Tina what if I kill the little grass babies with my feet, will I go to jail?" Brittany sobbed.
Tina couldn't help but laugh, she found drunk Brittany hilarious. "I'm coming to get you, I'll bring Mike." Tina said before she hung up. While the blonde was waiting she noticed a lap post. Brittany smirked and decided she was going to poll dance. She stripped off her dress leaving her in her bra and underwear. Brittany put her phone down with a little hassle but after she set it down she wasted no times jumping up the poll and doing mad spins and sexy grinds against it. The blonde hadn't realized when she put her phone down that she had called Santana. Santana answered her phone but all she could hear on the other end was Brittany laughing, Santana couldn't help but frown. Why would the dancer call her if she was fooling around with Sam? Was this her way of getting back at her? The latina thought to herself. Santana was about to hang up when she heard another two voices. They sounded a lot like Tina and Mike.
"Brittany, what are you doing. Get off the lap post now and put you're dress back on." Tina demanded. Santana's eyes widened, she put her phone on speaker and woke Quinn up. Quinn shot Santana a confused look but Santana just pointed to her phone and told Quinn to listen.
"no, Tina, I'm a poll dancer. I'm sexy and you're totally worshiping me." Brittany giggled as she swung around the lap post again. Quinn burst out laughing, Santana smiled.
"Britt, you're totally wasted get off the lap post before you fall and injury yourself." Mike ordered trying to pull the blonde off the lap post. "what have you been drinking?" Mike questioned looking over to the empty bottles lying on the ground near the bench.
" donno, I just picked stuff up, think most of it is straight tequilla." Brittany mumbled before she started t loosen her grip on the lap post. "Mike do you think grass can talk?" Brittany asked looking the darked haired boy in the eyes. Santana and Quinn were laughing , god they loved drunk Brittany.
"I don't think so Britt. Anyway you weren't drunk earlier so how did you get this drunk?" Mike asked as he carried Brittany towards inside with Tina following carrying Brittany's phone , dress and shoes.
" stuff happened and then I wanted to get wasted to forget it all, it worked." Brittany giggled into Mike's chest. " Can I stay with you guys tonight." Brittany mumbled into Mike.
"Britt, you're sharing a room with Sam remember." Tina added. Brittany just shook her head in response.
"no, we got into a massive fight and I told him I'd sleep somewhere else tonight and we'd talk tomorrow." Brittany stated closing her eyes. Santana felt angry how dare Sam argue with Brittany and then leave her to find a place to sleep.
"ok, Britt you can stay with us but tomorrow you need to tell me what happened." Tina stated. Brittany nodded her head before falling asleep in Mike's arms. That was the last thing Santana and Quinn heard before the call ended.
"I'm going to kill Sam." Santana growled. Quinn just smiled.
"do it tomorrow it's late." Quinn replied. "Do you think when Brittany mentioned the work break earlier it had anything to do with her and Sam?" Quinn questioned as she began drifting back to sleep.
"yeah I do." Santana replied back. "Remember Q, Brittany never finished her sentence though so we don't know what she was going to say." Santana added before she began falling asleep. She couldn't wait to find out what was going on tomorrow.
So guys I hope you liked part one. Let me know what you think. Pleas review
