Chapter 7
A/N: Sorry for the late update. Final exams are coming up. Well guys, are you excited for the Glee episode tomorrow? I'm nervous as hell. They told me that Santana and Brittany broke up, so I'm crying my eyes out while writing this chapter. Anyways, enjoy.
Quinn and Brittany, they kissed.
Santana stood there like a statue, she could not believe what she is seeing right now that she forgot that Sebastian was standing next to her.
"Whoa. Is that Quinn and Brittany?" She snapped back in to reality when she heard Sebastian spoke.
"Yes."
"Wait. Is Brittany, uhm-gay?"
"What do you think?" she growled and realized that she snapped at Sebastian "Sorry."
"Well, I didn't see that coming. I guess Quinn here got a new girl friend." Sebastian laughed but Santana remained speechless.
"Santana are you okay?"
"Yeah. I'm fine. Just tired."
"C'mon let's approach them so we could all go home." Sebastian pulled her and they walked towards Quinn and Brittany.
Brittany's eyes widen when she felt Quinn's lips touch hers. The moment she realize what was happening, she quickly pulled away.
"What-why did you do that?! Why did you kiss me?"
"Look, Brittany I-I'm sorry. I shouldn't have—" Quinn stuttered
"What if someone had seen us?"
"Brittany, Quinn!" They both turned when they heard their names. It was Sebastian and Santana.
"Oh no. This is not happening." Brittany whispered.
"Relax Brittany. I got this." Quinn assured her and turned to Sebastian."Seb, Santana, we're about to find you."
"So Quinn, Do you want to share something to us?" Sebastian said and winked at Brittany.
"Nah, It's only between me and Brittany. Right Britt-Britt?" Quinn said confidently.
"Uh-yeah?" Brittany answered.
"Good. Can we just go home now?" Santana said flatly, obviously annoyed.
The four of them walked home. Sebastian and Santana are ahead of Quinn and Brittany.
"What are you planning to do Quinn?" Brittany whispered.
"Nothing. I'm helping Santana realize her true feelings for you."
"Helping?"
"Didn't you see her face a while ago? She's like going to throw me in to a pool of piranhas."
Brittany looked down. "I guess she's just tired Quinn."
"Don't worry Brittany. I'm sure you'll going to thank me soon." Quinn smiled and patted her shoulder.
That night, Santana couldn't sleep. The image of Brittany and Quinn that afternoon keeps on flashing in her memory every time she closes her eyes. Finally giving up, she walked out of the room and decided to take a walk on the shore.
The light of the moon guided her to the shore. She sat there, watching the calm sea. What the hell is happening to me? I should be happy that Sebastian and I are finally together and Brittany looks fine with Quinn but—I don't understand. Everytime I see Brittany with Quinn, ugh! She picked up a stone and threw it in the water. I love Brittany, I do, she's my best friend of course but—no. I couldn't be—this is stupid! She didn't notice that tears are already flowing from her eyes. She curled up on her knees and sobbed quietly.
"Santana, is that you?"
Great! Now I'm hearing Brittany's voice everywhere.
"Santana."
Realizing that it's not a weird hallucination, Santana looked behind and saw Brittany walking towards her. Her heart makes a double flip at the sight of her best friend. Stop it you crazy heart! It's only Brittany, your best friend! Damn it! She mentally scolded herself.
"Santana are you crying?" Brittany asked and sat beside Santana.
"Hey, why are you crying?" Santana didn't answer.
"Hey, talk to me, why are you crying?" Brittany lifted Santana's chin up so the brunette would face her.
"I don't know." Santana finally answered.
"You don't know? That's impossible. Tell me, what's wrong?" Brittany put her arms around Santana and pulled her closer while the Latina rested her head on the blonde's shoulder.
"I miss this. I miss you. You keep on ignoring me."
"What do you want San? I'm like a dog that always follows you and Sebastian."
"We're different Britt. Me and Sebastian."
"Of course, you're a girl and he's a boy." Brittany tried to joke.
"Brittany, I'm serious. We're different."
Brittany sighs. "San, imagine in 12 years. I'm sure you have many adjustment periods to overcome. You'll get used to it eventually."
"Britt, don't you like Sebastian?" Santana looked up.
"What? No, I like him. In fact—he's okay."
"Are you jealous of him?"
"San, let's put it this way. Let's say I have a girl friend. What would you feel?"
"Hmm, just by thinking about it, I want to kill whoever that girl might be and pull her eyeballs out." Santana said, thinking of a certain person named Quinn.
"That's what I'm talking about San. That's why I'm staying away. It would be better if we stay away from each other, right? Space."
"But why do you have to change?" Santana cries again.
"San, this situation is different, maybe like the people who adjust around Sebastian, we also need to adjust from changes. So if you and Sebastian are together, it won't hurt me that much. I will be okay."
"But you're not okay."
"No it's not like that, maybe because we've exceeded the line to the point that we're used to each other, only the two of us. That's why other people can't come inside our lives. That's why it's hard for us, for me." Brittany swallowed to stop herself from crying.
"You're leaving me?" Santana cried harder.
"San, you're killing me. I'm not gonna die yet." She let out a shaky laugh and embraced Santana tightly.
"Don't be sad. No matter what happens I'm still your best friend, that won't change." Brittany added and kissed the top of Santana's head.
That morning, on Sebastian's car:
"Why didn't Brittany come with us?" Sebastian asked Santana.
"She said she have some important things to do." She answered and looked outside the window. They are now heading home.
The truth is, Brittany left early. She didn't even said goodbye to Sebastian, Ally and Quinn. After what happened last night, Santana realized that she must have hurt Brittany so much. She's so busy admiring Sebastian and being jealous at Quinn without even thinking that for Brittany, just seeing her with Sebastian hurts three times more.
When she arrived at her house, she was welcomed by a nervous looking Alicia.
"Santana, you father wants to talk to you."
"Dad?"
"Santana, ¿por qué no vienes con Brittany?" (Santana, Why didn't you come home with Brittany?)
is not good. Santana knew that if her father started speaking in Spanish then someone is in big trouble.
"Dad, I—I"
"You follow that boy all the way to London, we don't even know him, Santana!"
"I'm sorry dad."
"You hate Marie for letting her suitor here but you didn't think that following that Sebastian to London was worse. You didn't even think about your friend, Brittany. You used her and drag her all the way there for your own happiness. You're lucky she didn't leave you there!"
"I'm sorry dad, mom, but we're already together." Santana admitted.
"Brittany?" Alicia and Carlos said in unison.
She smiled inwardly at the thought of her and Brittany being together, then she remembered that her father was talking to her.
"No. Sebastian."
A/N: Again sorry for the errors in spelling and grammar. I know this chapter is a little shitty. Thanks for reading guys! Have a nice day. –I hope Santana and Brittany won't break up- Good night to me and Good morning to some of you.
