Okay... so I got negative reviews last time. Well, as they say, I cannot please everybody. If you don't like or get where this story is headed I advice you to stop reading. I appreciate all the people who never get tired of reading this. I owe you guys, big time! So, here are some answers... I hope you like it! Enjoy!


Quinn and I decided to take a walk out of the hospital.

"How are you?"

"I guess I'm fine. I'm worried about Santana."

"She'll be fine, don't worry so much."

"You said that they weren't dating."

"Yeah, but that was like a month ago."

"Oh."

"A lot of things happened when you go MIA on us again."

"I'm sorry Quinn."

"No, I understand now. So, you and Sam huh?"

"Yeah..."

"I didn't even know that you're in a relationship with him when we were in Lima."

"We're not. We just got together when we arrived here in New York."

"I didn't imagine that Sam would be like this. Puck is in the police station by the way... he's filing a case against Sam."

My eyes went wide, "What?" I almost shouted. "No, he can't do that!"

"Why not? Brittany, he almost killed Santana! Don't you dare defend that bastard boy friend of yours!" Quinn snapped at me. I sighed. "I know you love him, Britt. But think of what happened to Santana. If he will not be behind bars he might do something stupid as this... or even worse. Aren't you afraid of what might happen?"

"I am, Quinn. Believe me, I am. It's just... Sam is not on the right mindset when he did that. He's under the influence of alcohol. You know Sam..."

"No, actually, I don't know him anymore. And neither do you."

"Please don't be mad at me, Q."

"I don't know you as well." Hearing Quinn say that hurts a lot. "You've been gone for a few years, no texts, no calls, nothing! And now you return as if nothing happened! I'm happy to know that you're okay, Brittany. But you don't have even the slightest idea how we suffered thinking about you! You should've at least said good bye to Santana. All of us were worried about you, but Santana almost died when you left. If you're really her best friend you should have never left her."

"Quinn, let me explain."

"Save it for her. I'm done talking to you. Talk to me when you settled everything with her." She walked past me going back to the hospital.

"Quinn!" I called but she never looked back. You're right, Quinn.


Santana's POV

When I woke up I saw my dad staring at me.

"Mija..." he spoke softly. My mom came rushing to my side.

"Oh, Santana!" she held my hand and kissed them. "I am so sorry, honey..." She said while crying. Dad kissed me on the forehead and whispered, "I'll leave you two alone. I'll be outside okay?"

"How are you, love? Do you need anything? Is it painful? We can transfer you back in our hospital in Lima. The doctors there are the best."

"Mom..." I whined.

"I'm sorry."

"Me too, mom. I'm really sorry."

"I should be the one asking sorry from you. Don't apologize, mija. Quinn told me everything. You could've told us."

"Mom, you cut me off remember?" I wiped the tears from her face.

"I know... I'm really sorry." She whispered to me over and over again.

"It's fine mom. I'm okay. I don't want to go back to Lima. I'm fine here."

"No, you're not."

"I am mom. Life's just a little complicated but I'll get through it." I yawned.

"Okay... okay... I will not push you to go back there if you don't want to." I nodded. "Get some rest, mija."

"Stop crying mom. I'm not yet dead."

"Santana!"

"I'm just kidding. Seriously mom, fix yourself and stop crying. Did the doctor say when can I be discharged?"

My mom shook her head, "You'll stay here until the wound heals."

"Seriously? Mom, you know how much I hate being here."

"Mija-"

"Mom!"

"Fine. I'll see what I can do." She smiled at me and kissed me on the forehead again.

"Get some rest, Santana. I promise I'll stay here. We'll talk again when you wake up."

"Mm'kay." I said as I fell asleep again. I swear the medicines are making me dizzy.


As I opened my eyes again, Dani is beside me writing something.

"Go to the diner, you can't work from here." I said and she instantly smiled at me.

"Dad's there. They can manage it." She came closer to me and kissed me. "Good morning, beautiful."

"Ow, is it morning already?" she nodded and handed me a glass of water. "Thanks."

"How are you feeling?"

"Better... have you met my mom?"

"Yeah, she's really nice. You look like her. How come you didn't tell me that your parents are doctors?"

"You didn't ask. Besides, me and my mom were not in good terms for a few years. Thanks to my Britt-Britt she came and talked to me again." Then, I realized what I've just said. "I mean-"

"Its okay, Santana."

I was about to say something when my mom came inside with Brittany. Oh, great! Brittany and my mom are close - like really close! Sometimes I get jealous when my mom treated Brittany like her own daughter.

"Look who I found outside, mija." My mom announced.

"Hi, Tana." Brittany shyly looked at me then to Dani.

"Hey." I said and looked to Dani.

"Oh, I forgot... I have to go to the diner today." Dani told me.

"What? I thought you said that they can manage?"

"I gotta help dad..." She said. "I'll see you later?" I can see the hurt in Dani's face. Fuck! I just nodded and closed my eyes. She kissed me on the lips and smiled before she walked out.

"Oh, I'll go get something from the cafeteria." Great! They're all acting weird when Brittany's around.

Brittany came closer to me. She smiled so I smiled back at her.

"I am sorry." She said as she sat beside me on the bed.

"Britt, you don't need to apologize. I only did what I have to do."

"Not for that, Santana. I'm sorry for everything. Believe it or not, leaving you in Lima tears me apart. I know you don't understand but I did it for what I thought is best. But where did it bring me? Look at what happened to you! I'm really sorry. I only bring you troubles. I really deserve this kind of misery."

"Brittany, listen to me." I said as I wipe the tears in her face. "You don't deserve something like this. No one does. But, hey... good things happened to me when you came back."

"Don't Santana..."

"Can you just listen to me first?" She nodded. "Look, my mom came and apologized because of what happened. All thanks to you! We're in good terms now. See? It's not all bad."

She took me by surprise when she hugged me. I can feel the hot tears streaming down her face.

"I love you, Santana."

"I love you too, Brittany." I sighed.

"No, I really, really love you." She pulled back.

"Wha-" She kissed me on the lips. My eyes widened. Shit! Is this really happening right now?

"I love you since the day I met you. Not in a way as friends but more than that."

"Brittany, wha- how... but... I mean... Shit! why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I am afraid, Santana! You always told me that you don't take relationships or commitments for real. You just played with all your girl friends. When the girls fall for you, you leave them and move on to the next." Okay, that was really me being immature! "I - I am afraid that if you find out that I am in love with you, I will not be able to hang out with you anymore. I get scared that you'll push me away. It's enough that you treat me as your best friend. I love you secretly. Quinn always told me that I should move on because seeing you with other girls hurt too much."

"Wait! Quinn knows this?" I asked.

She nodded, "Well, she's not blind Santana. Whenever you go on dates I'll come to her and cry my eyes out. As time passed, I learned to ignore the pain. I even came to double dates with you not because I moved on... but because I wanted to see you and be with you. Most of the time I pretend that you're my date." She laughed but sadness is evident in her eyes. "I know, I'm selfish... but you can't blame me. I think I'm obsessed with you. Do you remember the times when you'll come home to find your missing lipsticks, favorite shirt and picture? You were so frustrated when you called me. So yeah, I kinda stole it from you..." I laughed at her.

"What? You did that?"

She nodded, "please don't be mad."

"I'm not mad." I am really not mad. I am disappointed.

"Joining the glee club is the most amazing thing that happened to me. I get to sing you a song, I get to hold your hand and stare at your beautiful eyes, I get to laugh with you and be the reason for your smiles. I did everything back then wishing that one day you'll love me back. I never got tired of waiting not until the night before the graduation."

Okay. I am totally curious right now. "What happened?"

"You still don't remember huh?"

"I don't... please tell me."

"We went to an advance graduation party... you're with another girl... I forgot her name. So, I'm kind of a third wheel. We got drank and partied until midnight I think. You and your girl got into a fight because she kept on dragging you out to go home. But you're enjoying yourself so you yelled at her and things got pretty messy. She broke up with you and said a lot of horrible things about you. You got pissed and drank more. I came to get you and we went to your house. Good thing that your parents are on the night shift... you being drunk will infuriate your parents for sure. When we got to your room..."

"Oh, shit! Did we?" I gulped and locked eyes with Brittany.

"Tana, stop!" Santana clumsily pushed me on her bed while stripping her dress off. I tried to stand up to run to the other side of her room but she grabbed me.

"Wherer you goin?" she drunkenly asked me.

"Tana, we're both super drunk and this is not a good idea."

"C'mon Britt!" she tried to grab me so I pushed her as hard as I can. She stumbled back to the ground.

"Fuck! I'm sorry Santana..." she was lying flat on the floor. I came closer and turned the lamp beside her bed. I saw tears coming from her eyes. "Shit... Tana, are you okay? I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to push you." I helped her to sit up and she hugged me tight. She cried on the crook of my neck. I sighed. "I'm really sorry. Did I hurt you that bad?" she shook her head. "C'mon... let's get you to bed."

"So nothing happened? But why did I end up naked in my bed?" I asked after she narrated the story that night.

"I'm not yet finished."

"Oh, sorry..."

I was about to stand up but she remained sitting. She held me so tight. How I wish I can hold her like this forever. We are both silent. I let her cry on me.

"Is there something wrong with me, Britt?"

"What? No, nothing's wrong with you... in fact, you are perfect for me Santana."

"Then why is it that all the people I love walks away from me? Why am I always left alone? Why can't they spend more time with me? I don't need all the money or comfort they can provide me..." Santana has an issue with her parents. They are too busy that they only see Santana one to two times a week. Her abuela is far from her too. She always felt alone that's why she seeks the attention of others. But often times she's being misinterpreted. People always call her a bitch or call her names that are not so nice. "Why can't the only girl I love, love me back? Why Britt? Why?" when I heard her say it my heart broke into million pieces. Hot tears began to cascade my face but I clumsily wipe them off. She's in love... she fell for a different girl. That should be me. My mind is in a total whirlpool as billion of thoughts cross my mind. I suddenly felt Santana kissing my neck up to my lips. I didn't think twice. I kissed her back ignoring the pain I feel. I don't care anymore. I need her now. I want her and I'll definitely have her! I kissed Santana hungrily. I waited so long for this time to come. I have prepared myself for this.

"Britt-"

"Ugh, Santana... that feels good." I grab her hair and pulled her head closer to me. We moved to her bed and she lies on top of me. She expertly took my dress and heels off. I am only left with my underwear.

"You are so beautiful..." I heard her whisper into me as she entered me slowly. She started with one finger. She's really gentle.

"Are you okay?" I nodded. She added another finger. I felt a little sting but it was bearable. She quickened her pace as we grind into each other. A few minutes later she added another finger and I cried out in pain.

"Saaaan!"

"Shit... does it hurt? D-do you want me to stop?" I shook my head. She went back to kiss me on the lips as she gently came in and out of me. I finally adjusted to her and she started to quicken her pace again. She moved and kissed my breasts hungrily. Tears came running out of my eyes - not from the physical pain but the emotional pain I'm experiencing.

"San, don't stop. I - I'm close..."

"Ugh, Britt... look at me." I opened my eyes and looked back at her. We are both panting. Her thumb started to rub my clit and I felt my walls tightening around her.

"Saaaaaan!" I screamed as I felt something came out of me. She brought me down from my high and rolled beside me.

We are both silent. The only thing that we can hear is our ragged breaths. I felt her move beside me. She hugged me as our wet bodies collide. She held me tight. Her eyes are closed. We are both exhausted.

"San?"

"Hmm..."

"I love you." I am waiting for her to say it back but there was nothing. "You are my first." I said as river of tears came out of my eyes. I held her tighter and kissed her one last time.

We are both crying as she ended her story.

"It was you..."

"What?"

"Brittany, it was you I always dream about." I said to her not knowing what I'm feeling. I felt different emotions now. I am enraged with myself, disappointed, sad, happy, relieved... but disappointment overpowered them all.

"I'm really sorry, Santana. Please don't think that I took advantage of you-"

"No, Britt... it's fine. But you should've told me. Shit! I - I'm your first? Fuck! That's why there's blood in the mattress that morning. Mom shouted at me when she saw that. She thought it was mine."

"Sorry..."

"You always appear in my dream, Britt. When I came here to New York I always have that same dream." I sighed. "Brittany, you could've told me... We're just both afraid."

"What do you mean?"

"You're... Ugh! Forget it!"

"Santana, please..."

"It doesn't matter..." I said and wiped the tears away from my eyes.

"It does... it matters to me..." Brittany said mirroring my actions.

"Britt... uh, I... you... you're the girl I'm talking about... I'm just too drunk to tell you. I thought you don't love me or, or see me the way I look at you. I am afraid that if I tell you I will be rejected. We're just too afraid to tell each other what we feel."

"San... you mean-"

"Yes Britt, I am madly, crazy and coyly in love with you."

"Oh, Santana!" She hugged me again and this time I hugged her back. We should've told each other those simple things, Brittany. How I wish I could go back to that time...

"I'm sorry Britt..."

"Me too... but I guess I am a little too late to claim you." She said sadly. I closed my eyes and nodded. "You are with someone else now... don't worry. I will not interfere, Santana... I have to let you go now." She whispered to me. Her voice cracked. Damn! Why does it have to be this hard? It's so unfair."Good bye, Santana. Thank you for everything... I'll see you around?" I closed my eyes as she walked out of the room. Tears stream down from my face and I continuously sobbed.


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