Chapter Ten
Saturday. The Pierce House.
Brittany had just parked outside her parents house in the driveway. Santana was sitting next to her with a worried look on her face.
"What if they don't like me?" The latina asked as Brittany took off her safety belt.
"They will." Brittany said, turning her head to look at her worried girlfriend sitting next to her, "Just be yourself, baby."
"What if they don't like myself? What if they hate myself? What if they wanna kill myself for taking their only daughters virginity?" Santana asked in one breath causing Brittany to smile before pecking her cheek.
"They'll love you because you're their only daughters first and, hopefully, only love. The other qualities that come with you are just a bonus." Brittany said, smiling as the latina calmed down. Brittany nudged Santana's nose with her own before connecting their lips.
"You mean that? You want me to be your only love?" Santana asked in a quiet mumble against Brittany's lips. The blonde smiled slightly before nodding.
"Absolutely." She answered. The latina giggled and playfully kissed Brittany's lips one last time before getting out of the car.
"Let's go, gorgeous." Santana said, closing her door as Brittany got out of the car with her. Brittany walked up to Santana as kissed her deeply one last time, letting her know that they were in it together. As their lips stayed locked, Brittany's hands ran up the latina's back, pulling her closer while the front door opened and quiet feet made their way up to the girls, stopping a few inches away.
"Bug, she really is beautiful!" Squealed Jennifer, causing Brittany to jump in surprise and snap her head toward her mother. She sighed and rolled her eyes with a smile plastered on her face before using her thumb to wipe Santana's lip gloss off of her top lip.
"Hey, mom." Brittany said, making her way over to her mother with her arms wide open, pulling her into a hug, "How are you?"
"I'm good, sweetie." Jennifer said, pulling out of the hug to smother the suddenly shy latina, "I'm so happy to meet you!" Jennifer exclaimed as she pulled Santana into a tight hug. The latina's eyes almost bugged out of her head as she wrapped her arms around Jennifer.
"Hi, it's great to meet you too." Santana said with a smile. Jennifer pulled out of the hug and kissed Santana's forehead before grabbing her hand and pulling her toward the door.
"Brittany has told us so much about you, Santana. I'm Jennifer but hopefully Brittany's told you that already."
"She has." Santana said, holding Brittany's hand behind her as the blonde closed the front door.
"Good! You can call me Jen because I'm really not fond of the whole 'Mrs Pierce' thing.. It makes me feel old." Jennifer said, "Skip! The girls are here!" Suddenly a tall man with blonde hair like Brittany's walked out of the kitchen with an apron on and a big smile on his face.
"How's my Bug?" He asked, pulling Brittany into a bear hug.
"I'm good, dad. This is Santana." Brittany said, still holding onto Santana's hand as her dad almost squeezed the life out of the poor latina.
"It's so awesome to meet you! Brittany's told us so much about you." Skip said.
"I've already told her that, Skip." Jennifer said as Skip kissed the latina's head, an arm around her shoulders and another around Brittany's shoulders, the two girls still holding hands in front of Skip.
"Okay, love, calm down. Santana, you can call me Skip because just like my wife, the 'Mr Pierce' thing makes me feel old." Skip said, smiling down at Santana who was clearly very overwhelmed, "Now, I have to go finish marinading the meat. Bug, why don't you show Santana around while your mother makes us all some coffee." He said, taking his arms off of the two girls shoulders and running into the kitchen. Brittany nodded and watched her parents walk into the kitchen with proud smiles on their faces. She chuckled at the look on Santana's face before bringing her into a hug.
"See, they love you." Brittany said with a smile.
"Yeah... They're crazy." Santana said in a whisper as she squeezed the blonde that was holding her. Brittany chuckled and kissed Santana's head.
"I know. I lived with them for 18 years." Said Brittany, "Come on. Let me show you around."
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"...And this is the tree house." Brittany said, stopping outside with Santana, "My dad and I made it when I was little. We painted the inside too. Come on, let's go up." Santana smiled as Brittany helped her up the ladder. Once they were up, Brittany sat down as she looked around. Santana sat down next to the blonde and took in her surroundings, "Right over there, next to that chair, is where I started painting the floor and my dad had to stop me because he was worried I'd get paint on my feet." Santana chuckled as she looked at the only spot on the floor that was covered with purple paint.
"It's so peaceful up here." Santana said.
"This was my very first easel. I got it for my sixth birthday and I was so excited about it. My mom had to carry it up here and I was so worried she was gonna drop it, I kept asking if she needed my dad's help." Brittany said with a light chuckle. Santana smiled as she watched Brittany run her fingers over the openings of the paint tubs lined up in a rainbow pattern by the easel, "I didn't even know what the colors of the rainbow were when I put these colors in this order."
"When was the last time you came up here?" Santana asked, her eyes following the blondes fingers.
"When I was about 13. I had a fight with my mom and I got really pissed off. After that, I never came up here again because I got caught up in high school and friends and... Being bullied and crap and all I wanted to do was be in my room away from all the drama." Brittany answered, "I was depressed for about three years."
"Why didn't you tell me that before?" Santana asked, still keeping her eyes fixated on the blondes fingers.
"You never asked." Brittany mumbled before moving over to a cupboard. She opened it and pulled out a painting, "This is the last thing I painted in here."
"What is it?" Santana asked, moving over to Brittany and putting her head on the blondes shoulder.
"My life at the time." Brittany answered as the two of them stared at the painting. Black lines sprawled randomly across the page with a dark red stripe going through it, "But if I had to paint my life now... It would be the complete opposite of this." Santana smiled and pressed a soft kiss to the blondes throbbing pulse point.
"I love you." She mumbled as her hands wrapped around Brittany's waist. Brittany put down the painting and covered the latinas hands with her own.
"I love you too." She said back, her voice coated with love and sincerity.
"Girls! Lunch is ready!" Jennifer yelled from outside the tree house. Brittany smiled and turned around in the latina's arms, gently joining their lips for many seconds. Her hands found the latina's cheeks as she inhaled through her nose before pulling away slightly to breathe out and then joining their lips again, "If you don't come down now, I'm gonna come up there!" Jennifer yelled, causing the girls to pull away.
"We'll be right down, mom." Brittany said as her eyes locked with big brown ones, "I'm so in love with you." She whispered as quietly as possible. When Santana smiled, Brittany mirrored it.
"I'm so in love with you too." Santana said, her smile growing, "We really should get down there before your mom comes up here and sees us sucking face again." Brittany laughed and nodded.
"Let's go." Brittany said, grabbing two pillows and helping the latina toward the slide. She put her pillow down and helped Santana sit down, "Ready?" Santana nodded, "Okay, go." Brittany said, giving Santana a gentle push, watching as she slid down the slide.
"Oh, my god, that was so fun." Santana said as she got to the bottom. Brittany got onto her pillow and slid down too. When she got to the bottom, she put hers and Santana's pillows in the basket and grabbed the latina's hand.
"Come on, let's go eat. I'm starved. And my dad makes the best chicken ever."
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"...So, when Brittany told me she wanted to have a paint contest I thought 'Why not?' You know, she was 8. I thought I was definitely gonna win... But, nope! She wiped the floor with me. Her painting was amazing." Skip said as he animatedly threw his hands in the air while Jennifer, Brittany and Santana giggled as they ate Jennifer's famous chocolate mousse.
"Well, I'm not surprised. She's amazing. I have yet to see a painting of me which she said she'd paint soon but I still haven't seen it." Santana said as she glanced at Brittany. Brittany smiled.
"I'll show you soon. I've already painted many." Brittany said. Jennifer smiled at the way Brittany playfully winked at Santana.
"So, Santana, what do you do?" Asked Jennifer. Santana was surprised she hadn't been asked this question during dinner but she answered any way.
"I'm a writer and a director. And I do sing a little but my main focus is directing and writing my own plays." Santana answered, "I put on a show on Broadway last year which was amazing but right now I'm focusing on doing shows in the local theater in Montauk."
"Wow, busy girl." Skip said, "That's impressive. You must be pretty good."
"Oh, thank you. I get good reviews which I'm really thankful for. And I guess I'm blessed with my writing talent." Santana said.
"So, do you get paid or...?" Asked Skip.
"Dad!" Brittany snapped under her breath.
"Sweetie, it's okay." Santana said, placing her hand on Brittany's arm, "I do get paid. I send my scripts in to the theater and they pay me to use it if they like it and then they pay me to direct too depending on how much money the show makes, so, it's great. It's really good money too."
"Oh, yeah? How much do you make?" Asked Skip. Brittany dropped her spoon in her mousse and sighed, running her fingers through her hair in irritation from her fathers lack of a brain to mouth filter.
"Last year I made 1.5 million dollars for my show on Broadway, but, you know, that's Broadway." Santana said casually, causing the other three people at the tables mouths to drop open.
"1.5 million?" Skip choked out.
"Yeah. Now I make about 200 000 per show because, for some reason, my show's seem to be really popular. It's no big deal, you know. I don't do it for the money either. I do it because I love it." Santana answered.
"That's... Uh... That's... Brittany, we love her." Skip said,causing Santana to chuckle.
"Right? My lady's brilliant." Brittany said, pecking Santana's cheek.
"So, do your actors and performers get paid too?" Asked Jennifer.
"Yes... Yeah, it's all professional, so, we pay them too." Santana said.
"And, Bug.. How's the painting going?" Jennifer asked.
"Uh, good. I'm actually tattooing right now to get some extra money but, I'm gonna send a few of my paintings into a professional art gallery and see if maybe, they'll sell." Brittany answered.
"Well, you know, I've told Britt that she doesn't have to work at the tattoo parlor when she could be dancing in one of my shows. I'm actually putting on another show next month on Broadway and I need dancers. Plus, you'll get paid 10 times more than you're making now." Santana said. Jennifer nodded eagerly and Skip smiled really big.
"Yeah, I guess. I mean, I'd have more time to paint, you know? But, shit, no, I can't 'cause Tina needs help at the parlor." Brittany said.
"You're such a good friend." Santana said, "I mean, look, you don't have to but, it'd be an amazing opportunity for you."
"Yeah... I'll think about it." Brittany said, closing her eyes as Santana's fingers ran through her hair. Jennifer started gathering everyone's bowls while Skip topped up everyone's glasses with wine. Santana smiled as Brittany stopped her dad from topping up her glass, "None for me dad, I have to drive home."
"Okey dokey, Bug." Skip said, "So, why don't we move this party to the couch and watch some home movies on Brittany in her underwear?"
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"Oh, my god. I love your parents." Santana said as herself and Brittany drove off and away from The Pierce House.
"They can get a bit much sometimes." Brittany said as Santana's hand casually slid onto her jean clad thigh.
"It's okay... My family's pretty crazy too." Santana said, "And you're meeting them tomorrow."
"I'm actually really excited." Brittany said with a smile, "So, um, your place or mine?"
"Mine." Santana answered, "I just got jets put into my bath."
And with that, Brittany slammed her foot down on the accelerator, racing toward Santana's house as fast as her car could go.
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Sunday. Casa de Lopez.
"Okay, don't be scared but, when my mother likes someone, she rambles on and on about how great she thinks that person is in Spanish. So, just a warning, you're probably not gonna understand half of what she says today." Santana said as she took her safety belt off, "Oh, and also, my youngest brother, Daniel, get's really jealous when someone tries to steal my attention away from him."
"That's adorable." Brittany said with a smile.
"Oh, and Ethan might interrogate you. He's pretty protective of me." Santana said.
"That's okay, I know my stuff. I've been studying myself my entire life." Brittany said calmly.
"Oh! And, god, my dad. He's pretty enthusiastic about everything when it comes to creative people. So, he's probably gonna bombard you with questions on your paintings and stuff." Santana said, "And another thing... Don't ever lie to my parents. That's the one thing they hate. Liars. Don't lie. Be honest. Always."
"Sweetie, I think you're more nervous than I am." Brittany said. Santana nodded and exhaled.
"Yeah... I just really want them to love you. I want them to be like, 'Ay, Santana! Ella es perfecta! Ella es hermosa! No puedo esperar a ver lo que sus hijos!'... You know? I just... I just want them to love you for who you are and sometimes they can be really judgmental." Santana said, running her fingers through her hair.
"Okay... Well then I'll just be myself and if they don't like me then... I'll be someone else that they will like." Brittany said with a smile. Santana sighed and bit her lower lip.
"I shouldn't be this worried. They'll love you." Santana said, leaning in to kiss Brittany, "I love you and if they don't then... They suck."
Brittany chuckled and got out of the car.
"Oh, after you and I left my parents house yesterday, I got like, 10 texts and 5 missed calls from my mom telling me how much they love you." Brittany said, taking hold of the latina's hand as they walked up to the front door.
"That's great. It makes me feel really good that they like me." Santana said with a smile. Brittany kissed her head as she knocked on the door. A few seconds later, Yolanda opened the door with an apron on and her hair in a messy bun with a bright red flower in it.
"Santana! My baby! How are you?!" Yolanda exclaimed as she brought Santana in for a hug. Santana smiled and chuckled as she hugged her mom.
"Hola, mamá. Soy bueno. Gran realidad. Se trata de Brittany." Santana said as she pulled out of the hug, "Brittany, this is my mom, Yolanda."
"Hello, Brittany! It's lovely to meet you!" Yolanda said as she hugged Brittany, "You are absolutely magnífico."
"It's great to meet you too, Mrs Lopez. I like your dress." Brittany said as Yolanda closed the front door behind them.
"¡Dios mío! ¿Hacer? Santana, me gusta su gusto en el vestir." Yolanda said as she walked into the kitchen. Brittany turned to Santana with a questioning look.
"What she say?" Brittany asked under her breath.
"She says she likes your taste in clothes." Santana said, putting her hand on Brittany's lower back, guiding her into the kitchen, "Mamá, ¿Dónde está papá y los niños?"
"The boys are upstairs getting ready for lunch and your father's in el cobertizo. Ha estado allí todo el día dando salida a sus herramientas." Yolanda said, chopping up some tomatos.
"Dad and his tools. Come on, sweetie. Let's go out there or he'll never come in." Santana said, leading Brittany to the garden shed where Antonio was looking at his tools, "Hola, papá." Antonio turned around and smiled at Santana.
"Hola, Santana. Oh y esto... Esta hermosa chica debe ser de Brittany. Hola, cariño, que es hermoso conocerte." Antonio said, kissing Santana's head and hugging Brittany.
"It's nice to meet you, sir." Brittany said, smiling as she received a giant bear hug from Antonio.
"So, Brittany, have you met the boys yet?" Antonio asked, putting his arm around Brittany's shoulders and his other around Santana's as they walked back into the house.
"Um, no, not yet." Brittany said.
"Mami said they're still upstairs getting ready." Santana said as they walked inside.
"¡Dios mío! Esos muchachos... Juro a Dios, se tarda más tiempo que su madre para estar listo. It's madness." Antonio said. Santana chuckled as her father walked ahead of them, up the stairs to get his sons. Brittany looked at Santana questioningly again with furrowed brows.
"He said that they take longer than my mom to get ready." Santana said with a smile, moving a strand of Brittany's hair out of her face.
"God, I feel so stupid." Brittany said with a sad pout.
"Baby, it's okay. They know that Spanish isn't your strong point and they're fine with that." Santana said, gently pecking Brittany's lips, "Just be yourself."
Brittany nodded and snapped her head to the side as they heard baby footsteps coming down the stairs.
"How's my favorite buddy?" Santana asked as she held out her arms for Daniel to jump into.
"Sanny!" He squealed. Santana chuckled as Daniel jumped into her arms. She twirled him around before putting him on her hip.
"Okay, Danny, this is Brittany. She's my girlfriend. Brittany, this is Daniel, my awesome little brother." Santana said. Brittany smiled as Daniel began to shy away into Santana's neck.
"Hi, Daniel. It's great to meet you." Brittany said. Daniel slowly moved his head out and smiled a little.
"Sanny, she pretty." Daniel said. Brittany smiled as Santana winked at her.
"She is pretty, huh? Did you know that she likes to draw?" Santana said. Daniel's face lit up at that and he stretched his arms out toward Brittany.
"I like to draw, too. Britt-bee." He said as Brittany took him from Santana. Brittany smiled and nodded.
"I can draw with you a little later, how 'bout that?" Brittany said with a smile.
"Yeah! Buts, you can't talk to Sanny when I talks to Sanny 'cause Sanny my big sister." Daniel said. Brittany chuckled and nodded.
"Don't worry, kiddo, I won't talk to her when you talk to her." Brittany said.
"Good, 'cause if you do then you suck." Daniel said.
"Daniel! Ver su boca, buddy. Es mi novia." Santana scolded playfully. Daniel smiled and kissed Brittany's cheek.
"I sorry, Britt-bee. You no suck. You cool, I think." Daniel said. Brittany smiled and put him down.
"Thanks, little man. You're pretty cool too." Brittany said. Daniel smiled a cheeky smile and held out his hand for a high-five. Brittany gave him a high-five before he ran into the kitchen, "Britt-bee huh?"
"Yup. That is now your nickname." Santana said, "It's probably because he can't pronounce your name."
"That's so cute." Brittany said with a chuckle.
"Hey, San." Ethan said from the stairs. Santana smiled and turned around.
"What's up, E?" Santana said as her brother pulled her into a hug.
"Nothing much. And you must be Brittany." Ethan said, pulling out of the hug and giving Brittany a hug, "I'm Ethan, it's great to meet you. My sister's told me a lot about you."
"It's great to meet you too. She's told me about you too." Brittany said, pulling out of the hug.
"She has, huh? Nothing bad, I hope." Ethan said.
"Oh, no... Just one thing about you putting super glue in her make-up bag." Brittany said. Ethan chuckled.
"Yeah... That was genius. She got her lipstick stuck to her fingers." He said laughing.
"You're such a boy, Ethan." Santana said, punching his arm.
"Hey, that hurt." He said.
"Okay.. I was wrong. You're a bit of a girl." Santana said.
"And you're mean." Ethan said before he walked into the kitchen with a grin on his face.
"I think he likes you, babe." Santana said under her breath as she pulled Brittany toward her.
"Yeah? You think so?" Brittany asked, putting her arms around Santana's waist.
"Mhmm... Pretty soon, my mom's gonna be speaking nothing but spanish."
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"So, Brittany, Santana tells us you're a painter? Do you enjoy it?" Antonio asked as they ate spaghetti for lunch. Daniel was seated next to Ethan in his high chair. Santana and Brittany were opposite Ethan and Daniel while Antonio and Yolanda sat at each head of the table.
"I love it. I've been painting since I was really young so, it's one of my strong points." Brittany said confidently. Santana's left hand was placed on Brittany's thigh while her right twirled the ice in her coke as she waited for her food to cool down.
"Really? What are your other strong points?" Antonio asked.
"Um... Dancing." Brittany said before taking a sip of her coke.
"Oh, una bailarina! Bueno, viendo como si Santana de un exitoso escritor y director. Did you know she put on a show on Broadway last year?" Antonio asked with enthusiasm. Brittany nodded at the part she understood. The english part.
"Yeah, I actually saw it with a friend. It was really good." Brittany said. Santana smiled and kissed her cheek.
"Britt-bee, how comes you dance and paints?" Daniel asked as he ate some of his spaghetti off of his fork.
"Because I love doing both. But I like painting a lot more. Dancing is just something I do for fun." Brittany answered.
"So, do you get money for any of your paintings?" Yolanda asked.
"Not right now because I haven't sent them in for auction or to an art gallery. But, I'm working as a tattoo artist right now to make some extra money so I can pay rent and so on. I'm actually thinking about sending in a few of my paintings to this art gallery in Brooklyn. They sell paintings there so, maybe some of mine will sell." Brittany answered. Yolanda smiled and looked at Santana.
"Santana, ella es tan objetivo orientado. ¡Me encanta! Ella es perfecta!" Said Yolanda, throwing her hands up in the air before continuing, "Y sus ojos! ¡ Son tan azules, como una piscina en un día de verano! Mi Dios, ella es la mejor persona que alguna vez has fecha. Quiero que casarse y tener niños que bailan alrededor de todo el dia y me pintan cuadros."
Santana smiled and looked at Brittany who looked really confused. 'I'll tell you later.' She mouthed to the blonde before Ethan started talking.
"I agree. She's awesome, San." He said. Daniel nodded with spaghetti sauce covering his face.
"Britt-bee gonna be my new best friend, huh, Britt-bee." Said Daniel. The whole table laughed at Daniel's cute antics and Santana squeezed brittany's thigh under the table before giving her a gentle peck on the lips.
"I love you." She whispered as her family began to talk about something Daniel did.
"I love you too." Brittany whispered back before quickly kissing Santana again.
"I don't understand how comes I fell. There wasn't even anything to fall over." Daniel said, "Is so stupid, Britt-bee. Don't you think? I thinks so. It was that ladybug that was there! He made me fall. Stupid ladybug."
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"...And then you make a curve here with your pencil so it looks like a horses nose. Get it?" Brittany said as she drew pictures with Daniel at the coffee table while Ethan and his dad stood outside talking about tools. Santana and Yolanda were watching Brittany and Daniel from the kitchen.
"I thinks so... And thens after I does the curve, the horse is finish?" Daniel asked. Brittany nodded.
"Yeah, exactly. You wanna try?" She asked.
"Uh-huh." Daniel said, picking up a crayon and starting to draw his horse the same way Brittany did hers. As soon as he was finished he looked at Brittany, "Does I get it right, Britt-bee?" Brittany looked at his picture and smiled before giving him a high-five and ruffling his hair.
"That looks awesome!" Brittany said, "You know, you are really good at drawing. Like, really good. You're 3, right?"
"Uh-huhs." Daniel answered, "I turnings 4 soons though."
"Wow, you're super good at drawing. Maybe sometime you can come over to my house and I can let you use my paints, yeah?" Brittany suggested.
"Yeah!" Daniel said and lifted his arms to high-five Brittany.
"Alright! Maybe you can come by next weekend with San? Does that sound good?" Brittany asked. Daniel nodded and picked up more crayons.
"I gonna color in my horse now. Color ins yours so we can color together." Daniel said. Brittany smiled and glanced at Santana before picking up some crayons and beginning to color her horse.
"She's good with him, nena." Yolanda said to Santana as they stood in the kitchen with a cup of coffee watching Brittany and Daniel, "She's good for you. I see how happy she makes you, hmm. I like her a lot."
"Really?" Santana asked before taking a sip of her coffee.
"Absolutely, nena. She's perfect for you. I can see that she treats you like gold, hmm." Yolanda said, "If you two want to get married someday, you have mine and your fathers blessings.. And I'm sure Danny loves her too." Santana chuckled and nodded.
"Thanks mom. I really needed to hear that." Santana said, "I'm so happy with her. She's just so good to me. I'm so in love with her, mami." Yolanda smiled at her daughters words and pressed a kiss to Santana's head.
"I'm happy for you, mija." She said, "We love her. She's beautiful. I'm sure you'll have beautiful little babies together. And you better bring them here everyday, nena. I want to see my grandkids."
"Mami, it hasn't even happened yet." Santana said, "Let us get engaged first... Which isn't gonna happen anytime soon because we've only been together a month, so... You're gonna have to wait a while."
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Author's Note: Okay, dolls! There it is! I hope you enjoyed this one. The next one will be continuing from this. Tell me what you thought, ladies and gents. :)