Side Effects
Chapter 10
A/N: Okay so I made a twitter account where I'll be posting updates on my stories such as when they should be up, and also I'll be asking you guys questions, on what you think should happen in the stories! Along with some small tidbits of the newest chapter like sneak peaks! If you're interested follow me! :) The link is http:/twitter. com/#!/H3ATH3RMICH3LL3 with out the space!
Brittany walks through the front doors of McKinley High, and makes her way down the hallway. She couldn't help but notice everyone around her was acting strange. The usually noisy hallway's were filled with people but it was almost dead silent, all that could be heard were a few hushed whispers.
She continues down the hallway, making her way towards her locker, glancing at the people lining them, who seemed to be hiding in their lockers, or huddled up against them, trying not to be seen. She passes a couple of girls who were covered in slushy; tears streaming down their faces.
Brittany spots Rachel with her head stuck up inside her locker, and scrunches her eyebrows in confusion, walking over to her, "Rachel, what is going on?" Brittany asks, making the small brunette almost jump out of her skin. "What's wrong?" Brittany asks, concerned as Rachel moves her eyes frantically around the hallway, before landing on Brittany.
"Quinn is on a rampage." She states quietly, once again moving her eyes around the hallway, looking out for the blonde cheerleader as if she was going to appear out of nowhere and kill her or something.
Brittany shakes her head in confusion, "Why?"
"Nobody knows." Rachel says simply, "But she is ordering slushies left and right, and she's yelling at everyone more than usual. She's already made two kids go home crying, and it's not even first period yet." The brunette says with scared eyes, making Brittany's eyes widen in shock. It was true Quinn was always a bitch, but this sounded even worse than usual.
"Has she gotten you yet?" Brittany asks worriedly. She knew Rachel was one of her usual targets even on a good day, so she didn't even want to imagine what Quinn would do to her on a bad day.
"No." Rachel says shaking her head, "I've been hiding all morning, but it's only a matter of time." She replies with a sigh. Brittany just nods silently, and watches Rachel rummage through her locker, "I really don't need this today, I'm already having a crappy day." She adds sadly.
"What happened?" Brittany asks concerned.
Rachel turns to Brittany and moves her gaze down to the ground before answering quietly, "Santana broke up with me." She says, making Brittany gasp, and her eyes widen. "I don't know what I did wrong. I mean she said it wasn't me, but I don't know what else it could have been." She adds, as tears begin forming in her eyes.
Brittany felt her heart break watching the smaller girl in front of her. She felt a pang of guilt in her chest because apart of her felt like this had something to do with herself.
Brittany opens her mouth to speak, but before she could even get a sound out someone else's voice fills the air, "Ru Paul. Tweedle dumb." Quinn greets, making them both turn to look at her, Rachel subconsciously moving behind Brittany.
"You shouldn't talk to us like that, we did nothing to you." Brittany says, folding her arms over her chest staring coldly at the blonde cheerleader. "I get your pissed off or something, for whatever reason, but you can't take it out on us." She adds, glaring at the other blonde.
"Oh I can't?" Quinn asks with a smirk, making Brittany shake her head firmly. Quinn snaps her fingers and immediately there are two more cheerio's beside her; shushes in hand.
Brittany and Rachel's eyes widen and the brunette moves even further behind the blonde trying to protect herself. "Quinn you don't have to do this. Bullying people with not make you feel better. It won't make your problems disappear." She says, and Quinn just nods her head along as if she were listening but her face was telling a different story.
Quinn looks to the cheerio's behind her and gives them a nod, and before Brittany or Rachel could do anything they felt cold ice splash their faces. "Really, because I have to say, that did make me feel better." Quinn says with a chuckle, before turning, and walking down the hallway.
Brittany stood there frozen, arms out to her side, mouth gaped open as Rachel just sighed behind her, and pulled out two extra shirts from her locker. "Come on Britt." Rachel says, pulling on the blonde's arm, who was still frozen trying to comprehend what had just happened.
Brittany snaps out of her trance, feeling Rachel's arm on hers, and quickly turns to follow her into the bathroom. Brittany blindly makes her way over to the sink, waving her arms around, trying to locate the porcelain object. "Oh my god it burns!" She shouts, squeezing her eyes shut tighter, wiping at them furiously with her hands.
"It'll stop." Rachel says gently, handing the girl a wet paper towel. "Wash them out with this, rubbing at them isn't going to do anything." She informs the tall blonde, who gratefully takes the wet towel.
Brittany turns and opens her eyes squinting at her reflection in the mirror; her eyes bloodshot from the syrup. She lets out a frustrated sigh, and begins to wipe away the blue syrup from her face. "This is going to stain my hair." She says with a pout, trying to wipe her bangs clean to no avail. "This sucks." She adds with a huff, looking over at Rachel who was silently cleaning herself off.
"You get used to it." Rachel says casually, before tossing the used paper towel in the trash can, "But yes it does." She adds, turning towards the blonde who was scrubbing furiously at her shirt, trying to wipe the blue stain off of it. "You can borrow one of my shirts." She says, holding out a blue sweater to the girl.
Brittany lets go of her shirt, and lets her hands fall to her sides with a sigh, before turning to Rachel, "Thanks." She replies defeated. She grabs the sweater and makes her way into the stall to change as Rachel does the same in the one next to her.
SXB
Santana walked into her math class that morning and frowned with she was meant with the empty seat that normally would occupy Brittany. Which meant Brittany hadn't gotten there yet. She makes her way to her seat and sits down with a sigh, waiting patiently for the blonde girl.
She needed to talk to her about everything. She had just left talking to Tina, and she had broken up with her also. She wasn't sure why this girl made her feel the way it did, but if she was being honest, it scared her. She had never cared about anyone enough to not go out of her way to please her and to make sure she was happy. And she had definitely never met anyone who had made her break it off with all other girls.
A few minutes later she sees Brittany walk in the door and walk towards her. Santana couldn't help but let her lips form into a smirk looking the blonde over. Once Brittany had sat down in her seat, Santana spins around to face her, "Is that a pony on your sweater?" She asks, trying to hold back a laugh.
Brittany looks up at the smirking Latina, and glares at her, "Yes, it's Rachel's." Brittany says with a nod, making Santana look at her confused. Brittany knew she was wondering why she was wearing Rachel's sweater. She also noticed a flicker of jealously in the Latina's eyes, "Quinn shlushied me this morning and she let me borrow it." Brittany explains.
She wasn't really sure why she had felt the need to explain herself to Santana. Okay well she knew why she felt the need to explain, but she hadn't herself for feeling that way. She didn't want Santana to have this effect on her anymore, she wanted to be over her. But she couldn't help but notice the jealousy in Santana's eyes. As if she was thinking her and Rachel were together or something, and that wasn't the case. Although if that was the case, Santana didn't have a right to know; it wasn't her business, and she definitely didn't have the right to care.
"Why?" Santana asks, her eyes widening, and her voice raising slightly in pitch.
Brittany couldn't help but feel her stomach flip as she watched Santana flare up in anger. She was being protecting, and Brittany couldn't help but be swooned. "She's on a rampage, and I feel like you know why." Brittany says pointedly, making Santana avert her gaze.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She says with a shrug, before turning back around in her seat, not wanting to talk to the blonde anymore. She wasn't sure what happened to her around Brittany, but she definitely wasn't her confident self.
"Why did you break up with Rachel?" Brittany asks, leaning forward on her desk, talking into Santana's ear.
The brunette turns her head slightly to the side, glancing at Brittany, "Why do you care?" She asks, her voice more accusing and curious rather than angry.
"I don't care." Brittany says a little too quickly, making Santana smirk, and turn fully towards her as the blonde sat back in her seat. "I mean I do." The blonde adds just as quickly, "Because of Rachel." She says with a firm nod, her voice slowing down to her normal pace. "She's my best friend, and she's upset." Brittany says matter of fact.
Santana just rolls her eyes, and shakes her head, "I think she'll be just fine." She says matter of fact.
"She really liked you Santana." Brittany counters, her voice softening. Santana shakes her head once again, but doesn't comment, making Brittany look at her slightly annoyed. "You broke up with Quinn also right?" She states more so than asks Santana.
"Yes." Santana says with a firm head nod. "I broke up with all of them."
Brittany couldn't help but be slightly shocked that Santana had broken it off with all of her girlfriends. She also couldn't help but feel a little bit of pride, because she was pretty sure it had something ton do with her, "Why?" She asks, narrowing her eyes at Santana.
The Latina looks up at her, before moving her gaze down to the desk, suddenly getting nervous. She opens her mouth to speak, but shuts it back and moves her gaze slowly back up at the blonde who was staring at her intently. "Okay class, let's get started." they both hear, making Brittany look up and Santana turn around in her seat, silently thinking him for having such good timing.
Almost an hour later the class was over, and Brittany begins packing up all of her things. She feels a shadow over her, and looks up to see Santana standing over her.
Brittany averts her gaze away from the Latina and finishes packing up her things before standing up, meeting Santana eye level; a few inches away from her face. Her eyes move between dark brown orbs a few times before briskly, brushing by her.
"Brittany!" Santana calls, grabbing the blonde's arm before she could get much further. Brittany turns around to face Santana, looking at her expectantly, waiting on her to speak, but the Latina said nothing. "Could I walk you to class?" She finally asks nervously, fiddling with her hands.
Brittany sighs dramatically, and looks pleadingly at the girl, "Santana! Would you please just leave me alone?" She asks, exasperated. She didn't know how many times she was going to have to reject Santana, before she understood no meant no. She also wasn't sure how much longer she would actually be able to say no before she broke.
"What's just walking to your next class going to hurt?" Santana asks, folding her arms over her chest, staring at the blonde with an annoyed expression. "It's not like I asked to sleep with you." She adds, making Brittany's eyes widen.
Ignoring the feeling that shot right down between Brittany's thighs, the blonde shook her head at Santana, "Because! I know what you are trying to do, and I want nothing to do with you!" Brittany yells harshly.
Santana actually looked utterly hurt for a brief moment, before quickly hardening her face. "I thought this was what you wanted! I broke up with all of them for you!" She shouts, stepping closer to the blonde, getting right in her face.
Brittany's face softens at the brunette's admission, and she smiles sadly at the girl in front of her, who was now looking extremely uncomfortable. She knew Santana hadn't meant to admit that, it just slipped out in the heat of the moment, "Santana that is sweet." She says, making Santana look up at her hopefully, "But I don't trust you. Just because you broke up with them, doesn't mean anything has changed. It doesn't change how you treated them, and how you'd probably end up treating me." She says, making Santana's face fall significantly.
"But I wouldn't" Santana tries to say, shaking her head rapidly back and forth, trying her best to convince the blonde.
Brittany lets the sad smile take over her lips once again, and she tilts her head to the side, "But how do I know that?" She asks sadly. "Like I said, I just can't trust you." She says, placing a hand on Santana's shoulder. She looks at the Latina for a few brief moments, before walking past her.
"I'll prove myself to you!" Santana shouts from behind the blonde.
Brittany doesn't turn back around after the statement, and just continues down the hallway, making Santana sigh. But what Santana didn't see was the small smile form on the blonde lips.
BXS
Santana walks into the lunch room later that day and glances over at the table where Brittany was sitting. She wanted to go and talk to her, but she knew that wouldn't be the best idea considering she was sitting next to Rachel, who was still pissed at her.
She looks over on the other side of the cafeteria to her usual table where she sees Quinn, stabbing her food angrily with her fork and the other cheerio's around her, staring down at their plates, eating quietly and fearfully.
Santana rolls her eyes and decides sitting over there probably wouldn't be the smartest idea either, so she settles on sitting next to Puck and his football friends. She actually preferred sitting with them, but Quinn would always be up her ass about it, saying she had to eat with the Cheerio's and that it didn't look good when she sat with a group of football players.
"Hey guys." Santana greets, sitting down next to Puck as she hears a chorus of 'what's up' from the guys.
"Why aren't you sitting with Quinn and the other Cheerios?" Puck asks curiously, "I thought you weren't allowed to sit with us?" He then adds with a smirk.
Santana rolls her eyes, and pushes him slightly, "I broke up with Quinn." She says quietly, so that the other guys didn't hear her. "And I didn't feel like putting up with her shit." She adds, sitting back up in her chair.
Puck's eyes widen at her admission, and he almost spits his soda out, "You broke up with her?" He asks, turning to her with wide eyes. Santana just nods, looking around the table to be sure none of the other guys were listening to their conversation. "Why?" He asks, utterly confused.
Santana quickly averts her eyes away from him, looking down at her hands that she was fiddling with in her lap.
Puck studied the Latina with a confused look on his face, before finally coming to the realization of why she did it. Suddenly his confused face is replaced with a growing smile, "You're in love with that new girl!" He whispers loudly, looking at her with a huge grin and amused look on his face.
"I am not!" Santana shouts, before quickly looking around at the attention she had caused. She gives them all glares, making them immediately avert their gazes away from her. Puck lets out a snort, and she turns to him, glaring harshly at him, "I'm not in love with her okay, I just…." She trails off, looking back at her hands. "You know what? Fuck you!" She says, before standing up from the table and storming out of the cafeteria.
"I was joking!" Puck yells after her only to have her flip him off over her shoulder as she makes her way out the door.
On the other side of the cafeteria, Brittany couldn't help but notice the seen before her. She had heard Santana scream causing her and just about everyone else in the room to look over at her, where she saw her staring at the boy with the mohawk.
Santana looked around the room giving everyone a glare, and Brittany's eyes quickly averted down to her food before Santana's glare could reach her. "Wonder what her deal is?" Mercedes asks with an amused laugh, her eyebrow raised.
Brittany just shrugs, and Rachel looks back over at Santana, before turning back to them; a hard look on her face, "Who cares." She mumbles angrily, stabbing at her food.
Mercedes and Kurt give her strange look, but just shrug their shoulders brushing her off, and Brittany just looks at her sadly. She knew Rachel was upset, and she wanted nothing more than to feel bad for Rachel, but she couldn't help but feel excited at how hard Santana was trying to date her.
She gets pulled from her thoughts when she hears Santana's voice ring through her ears once again, making her look back over at her. She sees Santana storming out of the cafeteria and flip off Puck who was laughing before walking out.
Brittany felt anger build up inside her towards the mohawked boy. He had done something or said something to upset Santana, and it didn't settle well with the blonde. "I'll be right back." Brittany says quickly, standing up from her chair.
She walks past the table with the football boys, and give Puck a hard glare, before walking out the door to find Santana.
A/N: Thank you guys as always for the wonderful review! Let me know what you think, and also check out my twitter! :)
The link is http:/twitter. com/#!/H3ATH3RMICH3LL3 with out the space!