Chapter 9, I'm sorry it took me so long to update! I've been quite busy lately and I've also been working on some of my other stories. This chapter is quite long, I hope you enjoy it!

I don't own glee

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Santana woke up. 'Who the fuck is calling me in the middle of the night?' She turned around to check the clock, it was 3 in the morning. 'This better be good' she thought to herself as she grabbed her phone.

"Lopez, who is it?"

"Hey Santana, it's Brittany"

Santana sat up, suddenly wide awake.

"Hey Brittany, is there something wrong?"

"No, no, I just.. Sorry for waking you up.."

"Don't worry about it."

"I just wanted to hear your voice."

They both stayed silent for a couple of seconds and it wasn't until Brittany spoke again that Santana realized she had been holding her breath.

"I'm sorry this must be like the weirdest thing ever, I mean, it's like 3 in the morning.. Just forget about it ok?"

"No Brittany wait.."

She realized that she was grinning like an idiot.

"I think it's cute, and seriously if there's anything I wouldn't mind waking up to it's your voice."

"You're sure?"

Santana could hear that Brittany was smiling.

"Sure"

"Okay, I just, I kinda sneaked out off the house. I'm in the garden now, Jill is going to kill me if she finds out. But I just couldn't sleep, I'm so confused."

"What are you confused about?"

"You, us, Jill and me, I just don't know anymore.. I think we should talk before you leave."

"Yes we should, I'm sorry.. Sorry for confusing you."

"No don't say that, it's not your fault, it's me. You can't help the fact that you're so adorable." Brittany chuckled

Santana's smile grew even wider.

"How about we go for a coffee together tomorrow at, say, 2 pm?"

"Sounds great, we can go to the Lima Bean? It's kinda like Starbucks, Lima style." Brittany laughed at her own comparison.

"Awesome."

"It's pretty close to your hotel too, do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, no, I'll just go there by myself, I passed it a couple of times already, I'll find it."

"Ok, so I'll see you tomorrow at 2 then?"

"Yes, oh and Brittany, are you sure you're alright? I could come over if you want me to?"

"No, I'll be alright, I'll have to go inside anyway, before Jill notices I'm gone."

"Okay, have a good night Brittany."

"You too, sleep tight."

The next morning Santana entered the Lima Bean. It did look a little like Starbucks. She was early but she didn't mind, gave her some time to get settled before Brittany would be here. She looked around for a table. It wasn't busy, actually there were only about 7 people. There were two girls sitting nearby, shamelessly making out, not paying any attention to their surroundings. One of them had light blond hair, about the same color as Brittany's. Santana panicked for a second, thinking it was indeed Brittany. But when she passed them she got a better look at the blonde's face and was relieved to see that it wasn't Brittany at all. She continued her search and finally spotted a table in the back with a lot more privacy than the rest of the tables. 'Perfect'.

Right as she sat down Brittany entered the shop. She spotted Santana and walked in her direction, smiling brightly. When she reached the table she stood there awkwardly for a couple of seconds, deciding where to sit, before eventually taking a seat next to Santana.

"Hey" Santana smiled.

"Hi" Brittany blushed a little.

"Feeling a little better already?"

"Yeah, well I'm still confused but you know how your feelings are blown up at night." the blonde laughed.

"Yeah, I know."

"So about those feelings, I just don't really know what to do anymore" she sighed and buried her face in her hands.

"Tell me what's going on inside your head." Santana responded.

"It's just, I like you. I really, really like you. But I have Jill, and I love Jill. But lately the only thing I've been able to think about is you. And even when I'm lying in bed and Jill is holding me I just can't help but think about what it would be like if it were you, if you were holding me."

She started blushing.

"I'm sorry Santana, I don't know why I'm telling you all of this, it must be weird."

"Hey" Santana said, grabbing Brittany's hand. "Don't worry about it, it's not weird. I'm glad you're being honest."

Both girls smiled at each other for a couple of seconds.

"But" Santana continued. "It wouldn't be fair if I would give you advice about this now, because I want you to make your own decision Brittany. I don't know what's going on inside your head. You are the one who has to figure this out. Besides I can't even think straight, let alone give you advice when you're staring at me like that." She smiled.

"The only thing I can think about is kissing you." she added softly.

Brittany looked at her curiously. When Santana realized what she had just said she started blushing furiously and quickly looked away.

"Sorry" she mumbled.

After a short while she could feel Brittany inch closer but she continued to stare in the opposite direction. Brittany grabbed her face and turned it towards her. Santana was surprised at how close their faces where.

The blonde didn't have to say anything, her eyes said it all. Curiosity, confusion, admiration and mostly agreement. Agreement was the last thing Santana saw in the blue eyes before Brittany leaned closer.

But just like last time they were interrupted right before their lips touched.

"Jesus Christ, is this the national lesbian make-out day?"

Santana and Brittany quickly pulled away and looked to their right to see one of the waitresses standing next to their table. Both girls started to blush furiously. The old lady looked at them with a bored expression, waiting for them to order something.

"You do make a cute couple though, a lot cuter than the other two."

Brittany turned around to face Santana.

"What the hell is she talking about?" she asked with a confused look.

Santana chuckled.

"Didn't you notice the two girls making out when you came in? You must've passed them. One totally looked like you, got me scared there for a second." she laughed.

Brittany stood up to scan the room. When she noticed the girls she froze. She just stood there staring at them for a minute before suddenly making her way into their direction. Santana had no idea what was going on and followed her.

"Hey Brittany, wait up, what are you doing?"

When they reached them the two girls didn't even notice their presence.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" Brittany said in a sharp tone causing the girls to turn their faces and look at her. One of them, the dark blonde, quickly pushed the other girl off of her and stood up.

"It's not what you think."

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING JILL?" Brittany screamed.

'Shit' Santana thought to herself, realizing what was happening.

"It's not.. I just.. I'm sorry baby.. I didn't.." Jill stuttered as she tried to grab Brittany but Brittany slapped her hands away.

"And you're drunk too? It's fucking 2.30 Jill, what the hell?"

Jill looked at her, panic in her eyes. Suddenly she noticed Santana standing next to her girlfriend. Her expression changed.

"Well, well, looks like I'm not the only one." She snorted.

Brittany let out a surprised gasp and looked at Santana.

"Are you serious? We're just having coffee."

"Yeah, well I was just having coffee with Kristen here too." Jill responded sarcastically.

Santana couldn't believe what she was hearing. She knew she had no right to join the conversation but she couldn't help herself.

"Are you fucking out of your mind? What are you, crazy? Your girl just caught you cheating and you have the guts to get mad at her for hanging out with someo…" but before she could finish her sentence Jill's fist hit her face, hard. The force of the punch caused her to lose her balance and she felt backwards to the ground. Jill immediately jumped on top off her and started punching her more. Santana was strong, stronger than Jill and she found a way to turn them over. She grabbed the girls hands and firmly pinned them to the ground. Blood was dripping on Jill's face. Santana's blood.

Santana knew she should control herself, knew she should just hold the girl like this until she calmed down or someone would come and help her but she couldn't. The idea that this girl was cheating on Brittany, Brittany the most awesome person she had ever met. It made her furious.

"You don't deserve her." She said before letting go of one of Jill's hands to punch the blonde hard in her face. She didn't realize how much force she had put in the blow until she saw Jill's face, instantly covered in blood. Santana covered her own face with her hands when she realized Jill had raised her hand to hit her again but she suddenly felt strong hands grip her waist and pull her off of the blonde. She knew it was Brittany before even seeing her, it was her scent, it calmed Santana down. One of the waitresses helped Jill get up and took her to one of the restrooms to take care of her. The girls was in a far worse condition than Santana, even though she had been hit only once. The other blonde, Kristen, was nowhere to be seen.

Santana turned around to look at Brittany. She felt blood dripping from her chin but she didn't care. Brittany looked like she was in shock, tears in her eyes. "I.. I'm sorry" she stuttered. Santana just stared at her. "I… sorry for getting you into this mess, I'm gonna go check if Jill's alright" she started walking into the direction of the restroom but Santana grabbed her arm. "Why would you care? She just cheated on you."

Brittany looked at her with sad eyes.

"You don't understand, it's Jill. I know she cheated on me but I just, she's my girlfriend Santana."

Santana couldn't believe what she was hearing. "But you almost kissed me like 10 minutes ago."

"I know, I'm sorry, I'm just confused. I need to go figure this out with Jill first. I'm sorry."

Santana looked at her, anger boiling up in her once again.

"You know what, fine. Go run back to your girlfriend. But one thing Brittany, you're not the only one who is confused here. I like you, I like you a lot, I just can't get you off my mind and you know it. It's not fair to make me believe that you like me too, that you like me more than you like your girlfriend, the girl who you just caught cheating on you."

Brittany just stared at her.

"Tell me now, are you going to run back to your girl forever? Because if you do I'm gone, out of your life within seconds. Just tell me, right here, right now."

Brittany didn't respond, just kept staring at her with a sad look on her face. Santana took this as her cue to leave.

"Well that's settled" she mumbled bitterly, making her way over to the door but before she could reached it Brittany grabbed her firmly. She wanted to pull away but she couldn't, the need to hold the blonde was too strong.

"I'm sorry Santana, I can't answer that yet, I just.. I don't know." She sighed. Santana pulled back to look Brittany into her eyes.

"Figure it out" she said sadly before placing a soft kiss on Brittany's cheek.

After that she turned around and left, leaving behind an extremely confused Brittany.

"I don't get it Quinn, why would you stay with someone who cheats on you?"

"Whoa.. you punched her? Good one San. I'm proud of you" Quinn chuckled.

They were sitting in Santana's living room. Quinn had come over with a six pack of beer and a couple of good horror movies, she knew that was the kind of distraction Santana needed right now. They were sipping on their beers and staring at each other. Santana had just told Quinn the entire story.

"I understand her" Quinn said after a while. Santana looked at her with a horrified expression.

"Wtf are you talking about?"

"Well" Quinn began. "You have to realize that she has been with this girl for a while now, when you have a relationship with someone it feels safe, it feels good. You can't just give up on that."

Santana rolled her eyes.

"No San, just think about it for a second. It doesn't say anything about what she's feeling for you ok? That's for sure. She just, she doesn't really have anything except for Jill. Didn't she tell you that she lives at Jill's place, and that Jill pays for everything? You don't just give up on that because you meet someone else Santana."

Santana sighed, knowing the blonde had a point.

"But she's safe with me, I'd give her all the space to actually build something up for herself, unlike that stupid bitch who just wants her girls to fully depend on her."

"I know Santana, I know." Quinn stood up and sat down next to her best friend. She threw her arms around the singer, Santana immediately buried her face in Quinn's hair.

"You just have to show her." She added.

Santana looked up.

"How do I do that?"

"By doing what you do best..."

Santana grinned, knowing what the blonde was talking about. She nodded and smiled as she hugged her best friend.

"Now, let's go watch one of those horrible movies I brought."

Sooo, what do you think? Sorry for the angst at the end but a story without angst would only be boring right ;) let me know and thanks for reading!