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Chapter 9
Brittany was already awake waiting for the alarm clock to go off while she stared at the ceiling in her bedroom. She has been up at 6 am trying to fight off the dread of going to school today. She wished for once that she didn't have to deal with her feelings for Santana for at least one day. It took all of her willpower to not text or call Santana after the party. She knows she's busy with Emily. Maybe Quinn was right, she needs to try to at least move on. Santana already did.
The alarm clock broke her train of thought and she groaned. It just was another day.
Santana did not want to go to school. She has already abused the snooze button on her alarm clock far too many times and it wasn't until her mom threatened to dump a bucket of water in her did she reluctantly got ready for school. This is horse shit. Santana thought to herself. She thought the whole coming out of the closet thing will make life easier for her but it seems life has other plans.
She checked her phone for new messages and other than the one from the dwarf reminding them of a Glee Club meeting she found nothing from Brittany or Emily.
She sighed and got ready for school.
Brittany was already at her locker getting her books when Santana arrived to do the same. Putting her best smile on, Brittany closed her locker and looked at Santana.
"Hey how's your weekend?"
Santana was a bit startled when she heard Brittany's voice. Her mind was still reeling from what happened over the weekend and she was oblivious to her surroundings.
"Are you ok Santana?" Brittany said her face etched with worry when she saw Santana's dazed expression.
"Yeah, I'm just still a little hangover."
"Here drink this. I know you get severely dehydrated when you get drunk." Brittany said giving Santana her bottled water.
Santana gave her a small smile, took the water and they both headed out to their first period.
Brittany was trying hard to concentrate on the lesson instead of staring at Santana. Something's wrong she was sure of that. They've been friends for so long that they both developed a sixth sense that kicks in when something is bothering one of them.
She's probably just missing Emily. Brittany thought sadly as she fought another wave of self pity from engulfing her. She thought about telling Santana how she felt but knew that she was just inviting heartbreak all over again. When she made the list to give to Emily, she was crying her eyes out. It felt that she was finally accepting defeat and that she has finally lost Santana to Emily.
The bell rang and Brittany was forced back to reality. She and Santana pick up their things and Santana looked at Brittany and said "See you at lunch Britt.". Brittany just nodded.
Santana sat down next to Quinn for second period. They still have a few minutes before class starts and Quinn took the opportunity to talk to Santana.
"Figured it out yet Lopez?" Quinn asked.
"If you call staring at the ceiling for endless hours listening to Adele while crying like a maniac in between songs then yeah I'm well on my way figuring things out." Santana replied sarcastically.
Quinn sighed, it was clear from their talk last weekend that Santana wants Brittany as much as Brittany wants Santana. Santana cared for Emily she was sure of that but it does not compare to what Santana feels about Brittany. The only piece of advice that she was able to give Santana was that she needed to figure her shit out. She needed to decide if she wants to risk her friendship with Brittany by becoming something more.
"Want to hang out after school?" Santana asked, Britt has dance class after school and she knew that she'll end up staring at her ceiling again if she didn't do something.
"Sure." Quinn answered.
Lunchtime came and for once Santana was grateful for Rachel's innate need to talk a mile a minute. 2 years ago she wouldn't be caught dead sitting with these people but just like Brittany said, they were family. Damn I'm going soft. Santana thought to herself and she had Brittany to blame for that. Brittany on the other hand was talking animatedly to Tina. Santana used the distraction to shamelessly stare at Brittany, something she hasn't done in a while. Her hair was falling freely in her shoulders and she knew from memory that they smelled like strawberries just like the rest of her body. Santana felt a blush creep up her cheeks and she was thankful for her tanned skin to camouflage the blush.
"You do know that you are openly leering at her." Quinn whispered in Santana's ear that jolted her from her reverie.
"Whatever Quinn, I'm just staring into space." Santana said defensively. Quinn just snorted and continued playing with her salad.
After school Santana and Quinn was aimlessly walking at the mall. Santana was not interested in anything and Quinn was just window shopping. They both decided to just buy some pretzels and sit down at the food court.
"Stop it Santana." Quinn said out of the blue.
"What?" Santana asked an annoyed Quinn.
"This, self pity and you, not really a good combination and you're actually kind of creeping me out."
Instead of answering with a sarcastic remark Santana just sighed and continued to stare at her pretzel.
"You know that Brittany got mad at me when we fought last year at the hallway. She told me that you have been through a lot and that you being back on the Cheerios makes you feel good so I should've let it go that you told Coach Sylvester about my boob job plus the fact that she hated my boob job in the first place." Santana said quietly
"It was just one day but it seemed longer and when we didn't talk for weeks when she chose Artie the pain was excruciating. All I could think about then was that I finally did it, I finally managed to screw up to the point where I lost her. I don't think I can do that again Quinn."
"I don't think you ever lost her Santana and I don't think you ever will whatever happens. You'll figure it out, don't worry." Quinn said placing her arms around Santana giving her a slight squeeze.
Santana dropped off Quinn at her house but instead of going home she decided to drive around, it was a better alternative to lying in her bed. After an hour of wasting gas she found herself at a familiar building. It was 7 pm and she made her way inside the dance studio.
She knew that in a few minutes Brittany's dance class will be over. She walked into the studio and saw that she was still dancing. Santana sat in one of the benches and watched Brittany kill the choreography.\Watching her dance never fails to mesmerize Santana. After a few more minutes, the dance instructor called it a night and Santana stood up and made her way towards Brittany.
"Hey Britt, you were amazing out there." Santana said
"Santana! What are you doing here?" Brittany surprised by Santana's presence.
"I was driving around the area and I figured I'd drop by and give you a lift home." Santana said.
"Great! I'll call my mom and tell her she doesn't need to pick me up anymore. Wait for me for a few more minutes I'll just change clothes." Brittany said clearly elated by Santana's surprise visit.
Brittany came back with her gym bag in hand and a huge smile for Santana who couldn't help but grin back. They talked about the Brittany's dance class on the way to the car.
"Mom invited you to dinner. Well technically you'll just be having dinner with me since they already ate." Brittany said
"Sure, I'm actually kinda hungry since I only had half a pretzel at the mall." Santana said.
They were greeted by Brittany's mom who gave Santana a big hug.
"You haven't been to dinner for ages. I must have sensed you were coming over tonight since I cooked your favorite." Mrs. Pierce said.
"Thanks Mrs. P." Santana said smiling at the older version of Brittany.
"Just remember to clean up after you're done eating." Mrs. Pierce reminded the two girls and headed out to the den to join Mr. Pierce.
"Britt you can go ahead and shower, I know where everything is I can set up." Santana told Brittany knowing that she usually has one after dance rehearsal
"Thanks San." Brittany said before bounding up the stairs to her room
After 20 minutes, they were enjoying the comfortable silence while eating Mrs. Pierce's chicken parmigiano, Santana's favorite after breadsticks of course. When they were both finished, the two of them started clearing the table and as if on auto pilot Santana started washing the dishes while Brittany dries them off.
"Hey San, you wanna sleep over? I have an assignment in Trig that I need help with." Brittany asked Santana shyly.
"Ok just let me call my mom and ask your parents for permission too."
At around 10:00 pm, they were both ready to call it a night and while Brittany brushed her teeth, Santana prepared the sleeping bag. she was already inside the sleeping bag with her eyes closed when she felt Brittany's presence.
"San, are you asleep?" Brittany asked
"Yes." Santana said her eyes still closed.
"Fine. Goodnight Ms. Grumpy Bear." Brittany said teasing Santana
When Brittany turned off the lights Santana opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling, she knows Brittany was still awake, she always gets an adrenaline rush after her dance class that usually dies down before midnight then she'll fall into a deep sleep.
"Britt?"
"Hmm?" Brittany responded
"Emily and I broke up." Santana said
After a few seconds of silence Santana heard the bed creak and all of a sudden Brittany has managed to squeeze herself inside the sleeping bag.
"I'm sorry." Brittany whispered in Santana's hair while her arms was wrapped around the smaller girl.
"Don't be. It wasn't a messy break up." Santana said leaving out details.
Brittany tightened her arms around Santana and Santana couldn't help but think how perfectly they fit together. Her head fits nicely in the crook of Brittany's shoulder and if they hold each other in a certain way not even a fraction of an inch is in between their bodies.
They were silent for a few minutes just holding each other and Brittany was first to break contact.
"Let's transfer to the bed Santana, this thing sucks." Brittany said
Santana didn't say anything and just let Brittany lead her to her side of the bed. When they were both under the covers as if on autopilot their bodies found their way back to each other's warmth. Santana sighed letting her instincts take over and just for now stopped thinking about everything and anything except how safe she feels in Brittany's arms.
After what felt like an eternity she felt Brittany's grasp slacken and she took the opportunity to study her best friend. Her mouth was slightly open and Santana traced the planes of the smooth skin on her face. Even if Britt drools all over the place I'd still think she's the most beautiful person on earth, Santana thought to herself.
Her fingertips lightly traced Brittany's lips and for the second time that night she let her instincts take over. She moved her face closer to Brittany and breathed in her familiar scent before lightly touching her lips with her own.
Santana sighed when she broke the contact instantly missing Brittany's lips instead of kissing her again and risk waking her up she burrowed herself deeper in Brittany's arms and let sleep take over.
