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Santana's POV:

"What are you doing here?"

I feel shocked when I see Sam in my front yard; he opens his mouth to speak but I stop him.

"How do you even know where I live?" I ask and he shrugs.

"Quinn told me." he tells me and shoves his hands in his blue jackets' pocket.

Silence takes over and I sigh.

"Well...Why are you here then?" I ask and he scratches the back of his head. I can't help but think of Brit..

"Can I come in?" he asks and I scoff.

"No."

"Why not?" he asks annoyed.

"Because, I don't want to talk about Brittany." I tell him and he grunts.

"Please...Santana what happened last night..." he starts but I cut him off.

"I don't want to talk about it. So go tell Brittany to stop sending people..." I tell him and start backing out of the window.

"She didn't send anyone. I came here because I'm concerned about her. Santana..she doesn't...Look I know you...Feel something for her, and so does she.." he says and I feel my heart beating faster when he says the last part.

"..What happened yesterday...She didn't know you were going to be there. I tricked her to go to the movies, and I told Quinn to do the same with you because...Nevermind, I'm just here to apologize, and to tell you...No, to beg you, please talk to Brittany. Please." Sam begs and I look down to the floor.

"Go back Sam." my voice trembles and he sighs heavily.

" Look if you change your mind we live five streets away, the house is blueish." he says and walks out of my front yard. I close the window and once I'm inside I cover my face with my hands and sigh.

As I sit in my bed, I hear footsteps and quickly stand up. I try to walk as slowly and quietly as possible, tip toeing. I grab the lamp to protect myself, since I know my mother is out working. When the footsteps stop, I grasp the lamp as hard as I can, and then the door opens. I start swinging with my eyes closed, until I hear a familiar voice.

"Whoa!Santana stop its me." she yells and I open my eyes looking at her confused.

"Marley? How did you get into my house?" I ask her still holding the lamp and she smiles.

"You should find a better place to hide your spare key." she tells me and shows me the spare key my mother always leaves under the mat.

"Right." I tell her and take the key out of her hands, placing it in my drawer. I don't turn thinking about what Sam said 5 minutes ago.

"Santana?"

"Yeah. What are you doing here?" I ask and she shrugs.

"You weren't answering my calls..." she tells me and I start getting mad.

"And you come here, enter my house without warning, because I wasn't answering your calls?" I ask her and she sighs.

"Look San...I just want to apologize for...You know." she says and I know she's embarrassed by what happened.

"Yes, I know. You left me marks remember?" I tell her and show her the marks. She closes her eyes and looks at the ceiling.

"I am so, so, so sorry Santana. My anger got the better of me and I didn't..." she stops and I finish for her.

"Think?" I tell her and she clenches her jaw.

"I didn't process what I was doing. I just didn't like the way she looked at you..." she doesn't get to finish, when I raise my hand telling her to stop.

"So you grasp me, and left marks on my arm. Because you got pissed by the way she looked at me." I tell her anger rising and she stays quiet.

"You know what? I'm just going to go. I can't..." I tell her and throw the lamp to my bed. I take my jacket and walk past her. Quickly, I shut the front door and walk down the road. I walk and walk, until I hear someone call me and look up.

"Santana?" I hear and my heart starts beating a bit faster by her voice. I turn around to see her smoking and feel a bit of discomfort by the smell. She catches my discomfort and throws it on the floor stomping it.

We stare at each other, and I can see the sadness in her eyes. We stay silent and I take a deep breath and walk to her. My heart beating so hard that I can feel the beats in my ears. Once I'm in front of her, she smiles sadly and carefully takes a strand of my hair placing it behind my ear.

"I'm sorry." we both say simultaneously.

Brittany's POV:

What are the odds? I come out for a smoke and out of everyone, she passes by my house. And looking at her eyes, I know something's wrong but I still can't place it.

"You have every right to be angry..." I tell her and she shakes her head.

"No...I mean yes, I know I have every right...But..." she starts and looks to the floor.

"You don't..." I start but then I shut up when I see Sam.

"You're out of your room. And you came..." Sam smiles at Santana and I look at him confused.

"Came to what?" I ask and he doesn't turn but I know his eyes are wide.

"Ummm..." he says looking for an answer and I open my mouth to tell him that I came here by mistake but got interrupted.

"Stop questioning your brother Brittany." I hear a voice oh so familiar and I look to the sidewalk to see her.

"Holly?! What brings you here?" I ask her smiling and Holly smiles back.

"I was going to call first, but I thought 'Why not surprise them?'" Holly says and I look at Santana her eyes are looking at Holly up and down. Holly seems to catch me looking at Santana because she smiles and turns to her.

"And who might you be?" Holly asks and Santana extends her hand.

"Santana. Santana Lopez." she says fast and Holly shakes Santana's hand but then chuckles.

"So, how did you meet this two? No, let me guess...At a club or party." Holly asks making both our eyes go wide, and she looks at me.

"Um... " I feel my face burning up and Holly smirks at me.

"So, Sam can you tell me where's the bathroom in this huge house? I don't want to end up opening and closing every door." she says clearly reading my thoughts.

"Oh of course. Come on." Sam tells her and she winks at me making me chuckle.

"Nice meeting you Santana." she says and Santana gives her a fake smile. I watch her as she enters the house, and I feel nervous by the silence present.

"Anyways, I'm sorry for yesterday, and yeah I'll leave you to her."she tells me and turns but I catch her hand, pulling her to another direction.

"What are you doing?"she asks and tries to pull her hand out of mine.

"Just...I want to tell you about the note, but not here. Just please, after you go, let me explain. Ok?"I tell her looking straight into her eyes, as I wait for her to answer, I grow nervous and then she averts her eyes but nods.

"Ok, let's go." I tell her smiling and we both walk silently. I shove my hands in my jeans pockets, and then glance at her, noticing her arms are crossed in front of her chest.

Sam's POV:

Once I'm inside our house, I want to jump of joy, because I can't believe Holly appeared and caught everything. Like always. Now, by the look Santana gave her, there is no doubt she has some strong feelings towards Brittany.

"So...I see Brittany is interested in that Santana girl. That's good, wonderful actually." Holly says and I nod.

"Yeah, it is great."I tell her and she rolls her eyes smiling.

"But, by the look on Santana's face when she saw me, she's interested in Brittany..." Holly states and I cut her off.

"I know, but.."I start but she interrupts me.

"But, one of them screwed up." she says and I feel shocked.

"How..." I get cut off by her again.

"I'm not clueless. Brittany looked shocked when I asked how Santana met you both, and if it was you who screwed up, then your eyes would've gone wide like Brittany's. Plus, I heard them tell each other they were 'sorry.'..." she says and I cut her off by standing up and with a fist pump.

"Yes! " I scream and Holly laughs.

"Whoa, kid. Easy, I thought you were going to hit the roof." she touches my arms and I smile at her.

"It's just...I am happy for her, you know? After..."I stop talking when I see Holly look down the floor.

"Holly.." I whisper and she chuckles while she sniffs.

"It's alright Sam. Brittany...Needs someone to remind her that there's more in this world."Holly tells me and I feel bad.

I hug her and she buries her face in my shoulder.

Brittany's POV:

After ten minute of walking, we come to a stop in front of the parks pond, and I sit looking at some ducks. I turn around to see Santana standing fidgeting her fingers and I frown.

"Santana?" I call her and she looks at me with those warm, brown eyes, that kill me every time that she looks at me.

"Yeah?" she asks in a whispering tone and I pad the ground next to me.

"Come on, sit." I tell her and although she hesitates, she walks over and sits next to me.

After a few moments of silence, I decide to break it and just explain the 'Note' situation.

"Santana...I just want to tell you, that I am so sorry, about the note I left you. I never meant...I didn't want to hurt you..."I get cut off before I could keep going.

"Too late Brittany."she tells me and I can't help but feel bad.

"Santana, I will be sincere with you...I..." I look at her, and she's staring at me waiting for me to keep going.

"I didn't mean..." I get cut off again by her.

"You didn't mean, what? The part where you said that 'You couldn't believe I was a virgin'."she tells me with a bit of anger and I close my eyes and sigh.

"I didn't mean that the way you think. I meant that I couldn't... I still can't believe you were a virgin, because Santana..."I take her hand with mine and soothe her hand with my thumb.

"You are so, so beautiful, and that night...Was so special...The way we kissed, the way you trusted me, and for the first time in 2 years...You made me..." -feel- "..trust you, and that made it even more incredible. Because, let me tell you...You weren't näive, when we were having sex that night. That's what I meant by the virgin part..."- And you were the first person since HER to made me feel loved- I thought to myself and I hear her sigh and feel shock when she hugs me.

"I forgive you." she whispers in my ear and I smile.

"You do?"I ask and feel her nod.

"Yes, although I know there's more and I'm still a bit hurt."she says and stops hugging me.

"I think we can work on it...You know...As friends."she tells me and my heart breaks a little but I'll take whatever she offers.

"Sure. Friends." I state and Santana gives me a small smile. And we hug again.

"I think we should get back...Holly must be waiting for you." she says and her voice trembles. I smile internally thinking she's jealous and I stand up, and extend my hand to help her up.

"Santana, Holly and I ..." I tell her smiling but she interrupts me again.

"I know, and I'm happy for you. I mean, I have Marley and you have Holly." she tells me and I flinch when I hear Marley's name.

"Right, Marley." I say and she looks to the ground.

"Did I hear my name?" I roll my eyes and she comes in sight. I can't help but want to punch her. And I mean how...

"Marley, what are you doing here?" Santana asks what I was actually about to ask.

"Well, I was at your house and you weren't there, so I figured you would be at the park."she tells Santana and kisses her cheek. I don't know if I'm wrong but I could see Santana's discomfort.

"So, thanks Brittany for keeping her company. I wouldn't want her to get stalked or something." Marley tells me and I chuckle.

"Like you just did."I tell her and her smile falls. We stare at each other in an intense way, and Santana clears her throat.

"I'm going to get ice cream. Do you guys want one?"Santana asks and looks at me.

"No, thanks for the offer. I should get Santana. Marley." I start walking and leave them both.

Santana's POV:

The air was full of tension and I couldn't take the pressure. Once Brittany left I felt my heart-break, because everything was going...

"Why were you alone with her?" Marley asks angrily and I look at her confused.

"Marley, we are friends. She was apologizing to me." I tell her and Marley stares at me confused.

"What was she apologizing for?"she asks and I shake my head.

"It is between Brittany and I, and I don't have to tell you. Leave me alone." I turn to walk away from her but before I could she grabs my arm and roughly throws me to the ground, making me hit my head, and leaving marks in my arm by the force of the grab. I look at her and she stares at me shocked.

"Let me help you up." she says and I hit her hand away.

"Stay away from me." I tell her and run out of the park. As fast as I could, I hear someone call my name but I don't want to stop. Afraid that it's Marley. I stop when I hear a car's thorn, and I close my eyes waiting for the horrible pain to come...

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