A/N: Hello! it's me again. I don't know if you're already getting annoyed by me because of the updates and alerts you receive. lol. Im actually writing this one down while doing some school stuff. Multitasking at its best. haha. I just can't resist the urge to write another chapter. Anyways...

Hola(Guest): hello, Hola! (it sounded redundant but i don't know if it's your name or not so yeah, sorry about that) First, thank you for liking this story, the way Santana's dealing with their situation and all that. Also, thanks for voicing out what you think and your questions. Secondly, if you've read the previous chapters it could be seen there that brittany still has some feelings for Santana but it was just not stated, and that's why she was upset because she thought Rachel was Santana's girlfriend. Well, she was, but not anymore. Moreover, the reason why Britt agreed with the break up will be shown in the succeeding chapters as this story goes. So I hope you'll stick around for that. As of the GPBritt, I'm still not sure whether to pursue it or not, but I will base that decision on the likes of the majority of the readers of this story. However, if ever I'll be choosing either make is gp or not, I'll probably make an alternative "storyline" later on, so that I will give every reader the satisfaction they want. I've actually mentioned all of these on my previous A/Ns. Anyways, that would be all. and thank you again :)

So guys, basically, what I've written just now was also for all of you. So here goes the next chapter. enjoy! :))


CHAPTER 9

"What?!" Brittany exclaimed. Santana felt like she would lose her hearing with how loud the voice of the blonde was.

"Brittany, listen. We don't have to be tied to each other." The brunette breathed in deep before she continued. "You have your own life and I have mine. Let's not put ourselves in a situation wherein later on, we wouldn't know what we should do to find our way out of it."

The Latina can't even understand herself right now because all she knew, before she left Puerto Rico to come back to New York, her decision was made and it was to marry Brittany for the sake of the foundations of her Abuela. What's the worth of sacrificing if it would be in exchange for a lot of lives that are in need? But last night made her think long and deep about it and it really did change her mind. She didn't know it would be this hard. It's just not easy.

She realized that it's not easy to be married to the same woman who deeply hurt her. These past few years, she thought she already buried those feelings deep down, those memories from the past that haunted her, but she was so wrong about this. In every move that the blonde makes and in every single thing that she could see in that house makes her remember what happened before between her and her ex-lover. Just like their picture before that sort of served as the center display in the wide living room of that house. She also saw a couple of things in the house that she knows those things came from her. Ugh, this woman really is confusing her.

"What do you mean?" the blonde asked, furrowing her eyebrows and her serious face was back again. Maybe just a little more crease on that pale forehead and the blonde would really look grim.

"Brittany, we're both aware that we don't love each other. What if that time would come wherein we would meet the person that really is meant for us for the rest of our lives? What would we do about that if we're going to get married?" the brunette asked, trying to stress out her point.

The architect hardly shook her head. "You've changed a lot, Santana," she said quietly, more sounded like a whisper that the brunette didn't grasp what she actually meant by saying that.

"Your life doesn't need to be ruined nor disturbed or even be changed by this, Brittany."

"But how about the foundations, San?"

"I would still get my inheritance from Abuelo, I will use that to rebuild the foundations again if ever they would really decide to dissolve them. Another thing is, I've already talked to Rachel about this. She's willing to look for sponsors with the help of Quinn. That would be a great help since she's a famous artist and well, Quinn is one of the most sought-after lawyers back home."

The other woman tensed and stiffened, fists clenched at the side, her face darkened. "You prefer that Rachel Berry to help you than me?" she asked, her voice shaking in anger but she was trying to control herself.

"Of course, she my best friend."

Upon hearing this, Brittany scoffed. "And me? What am I to you, Santana?"

"Well, tell me. What are we, Brittany? What am I to you? and oh, let's not forget, what do you think you possibly are to me? As far as I can remember, we don't have any obligation to one another. god, we're not even friends. After so many years of having no any form of communication, here we are, caught in a single wish that was written on a goddamn legal document," the brunette said, she's clearly getting pissed about this. She breathed in and breathed out to calm herself before continuing. "Brittany, I'm looking for a situation in this problem, can't you understand that?"

"Are you still mad at me, Santana?" the blonde asked, quietly but cold.

Tan forehead creased, brows furrowed. It was the brunette's turn to scoff. "Of course not! I know that what you're referring to, right now, is the incident that happened in the past many years ago. Believe me, I don;t care about that anymore. I was so young then... so careless. I have done a lot of foolishness that time in the past because I was young and immature. I actually feel like I owe you an apology."

"Stop it, Santana! We're getting married and that's final!" the other woman said angrily as she stood up from her seat and stomped out of the kitchen.

Woah. What was that? What the hell did just happen? This is getting weirder and more complicated that it should be.

The Latina was surely shocked to see this side of her ex-girlfriend. Yes, the blonde once raised her voice towards the brunette but not like this, she could clearly see the other woman fuming with anger. With mouth slightly open and her mind still processing what just happened, brown eyes just followed the tall woman as she walked out of the room. Brittany was really acting weird. After all, she's not in the position anymore to tell if the other woman is acting weird or not. How could she still do that if she doesn't even know what happened to her for the past ten years that they've been apart. When she recovered from what happened ten years ago, she refused to hear and know any news concerning her ex-girlfriend. It seemed like it was a silent rule in their house back home that no one should ever mention the name, Brittany Susan Pierce.


A few moments later...

"Get ready, Santana. We'll get married now whether you like it or not, and I don't care if we didn't even plan this out."

The Latina almost fell off the chair when she heard the thundering voice of the architect. She hasn't finished drinking her cup of coffee when the blonde came back, now telling her to get ready because they will get married today. 24 hours isn't even over yet and she was itching to go back to Puerto Rico, but here comes her ex-lover now and told her that they're already getting married. If it's not for the woman's loud, firm voice and her serious expression, the brunette would totally think that she was just joking. What the hell was that? How fucked up could this ever get? Ugh!

"W-we're not on the same page here, Brittany. I just told you awhile ago that we are not getting married," the Latina hesitantly said.

Brittany let out a deep and dark chuckle. "Oh, yes we are. Don't you dare try your stubborness against me, Santana," she firmly said and then looked at the time on her wrist watch. "I'm giving you ten minutes to get changed or else I will not hesitate to pick you up, bring you to your room and dress you up myself," after saying that, the blonde walked out of the kitchen.

The brunette dropped her jaw upon hearing this. What the hell? Is this really happening? She's making me crazy!

Her mind wasn't finished processing everything yet when the blonde emerged again in the kitchen. This made the smaller woman feel nervous when she thought that possbily, the given ten minutes for her to get ready was up that's why she came back in the kitchen. She prepared herself for an upcoming argument with the architect but she immediately relaxed, loosened herself up and stopped for a moment when she saw the expression on that gorgeous face and those deep blue eyes. The seriousness that was there earlier was already gone and her forehead wasn't creased anymore. In fact, the blonde even looked like she was sad and guilty.

"I'm sorry, San. I... I was just shocked and a bit frustrated." The blonde sighed. "It's not the wedding that I want to give you. Hell, it wasn't even near nor close to the one I have in mind. You deserve more than just an unplanned or a shot-gun wedding and I'm really more than willing to give that to you, Santana," Brittany softly said, sincerity could be heard in her voice. Then, she moved and occupied the seat in front of the Latina.

Santana only looked at her, getting even more confused than she was already.

Here goes nothing, Britt. You could do it, Brittany told herself. "I don't know how to begin... what heppened to us before, I really do want to explain -"

"Hey, I told you, I'm over it now," the brunette cut her off. Again. But apparently not in a harsh way. She already heard the blonde twice, trying to explain things to her and in return, she's avoiding that by cutting her off every single time. What explanation is even left for her to say? It was clear that both of them made mistakes, and she admits that. She made a mistake by being immature and that's it.

The blonde took a deep breath. "Why is she making this so hard?" Brittany thought to herself. Then, pale hands reached for tan ones. Just like earlier, the Latina flinched, surprised by the warmth it brings her that's why she took her hand back. The pain that crossed those ocean blue eyes didn't go unnoticed by the brunette. Santana wanted to raise her eyebrow at her but she stopped herself from doing so. Was she hurt? Why is Brittany acting like this? Like she still feels the same way for me... as if she still loves me...

Moments passed yet the blonde remained silent. With the way her nose scruched up in concentration, the way her forehead creased and her brows furrowed, it shows that she was in deep thinking. Brown eyes could see a lot of conflicting emotions being reflected on those sparkling blue eyes. Maybe she was contemplating on what to do or to say next. Not long enough, she started to speak. "Can we put the past behind us now, Santana? I mean, can we start anew and be friends in the meantime? We both want to save the foundation, right? So, we could at least try to work things out between us. You know, the basics. Is that possible San?" Please say yes, Santana. I would take whatever I could... the blonde pleaded quietly but every emotion she feels right now is shown in her eyes.

Santana thought about it for awhile. Brittany has a point. Why don't they try to start again since both of them have the same goal as of now? Plus, the thought about forgetting the past and starting anew came from her herself. Not too long enough later, she just found herself nodding at the blonde, telling her that she agrees with her.

The blonde quickly stood up and walked towards her, then she held out her hand for the brunette to shake while a sweet smile was plastered on her pretty face and her ocean blue eyes were sparkling once again. "Hi! My name is Brittany Susan Pierce. I'm an architect, single and definitely still available."


A/N: okay, so that's about it for now... I'll try to update tonight or maybe tomorrow. I don't know when I'd be able to update this week. I still have to finish some of my college stuff so I'll leave you with this at the moment. I really hoped you like it and even though my chapters are short, they'd be able to give you the satisfaction you want but they would still keep on letting you feel like you want some more. You know, those crazy feelings. lol. anyways, thank you for the support... all the reviews, faves and follows. I'll be seeing you in the update. Thanks!

P.S. Constructive Criticisms, Suggestions, Opinions and Thoughts are all welcomed, and I would try my best to reconsider them all. But please, say it with respect and all that. Not only to me but also to other authors (I'm saying this because while I'm reading other fics, I would read and see the struggle of some authors when it comes to those people who would leave disrespectful reviews and comments. and I'm also saying this because I have such great respect for all the authors in and out of this site, and also for all the readers out there. So let's just give each other the respect that is due). and oh, please bear with me too. I'm no expert in the field of writing, especially in story telling because in my history of writing this is still my second story and the first one was my first fic, but I'm really trying my best to write something that would please both you and myself, to which I'm glad because so far, I could feel that you really appreciate my talent and skill. and also because I'm more of like a poet, an abstract writer and that sorts... and I'm not shy to share to you all that I've won a couple of awards on that field of writing when I used to join competitions. If I'm ready enough and if i'll have the time, I'll post my other works here, as well. and for me, writing is not my profession but just a hobby and my passion just like singing, drawing, photography and other stuff I do that I consider as my passion in life. If it is, I would've taken a journalism/writing course in college and not a medical course, that I am taking right now (if you all wanna know, I'm taking up Bachelor of Science in Physical Therapy, which is a 5-year course plus the summer semesters. I'm currently on my 2nd year in college.) Anyways, thank you for all the love y'all. and I'm pretty thankful because I feel respected here. So a million thanks to all of you and I love you all. I'll be updating as soon as time allows me to :)