MAJOR BRITTANA CHAPTER! I know how much you love brittana. ENJOY!
Santana had a billion thoughts racing through her mind. Why did she even call Blaine in the first place? After this would everything be okay or would it just be the same, or worse? She sipped her dirty chai, and saw Blaine AND Brittany walk towards the table with coffee in their hands.
"Hey, Blaine, um… why'd you bring Britt?" Santana asked Blaine quietly.
Blaine answered, "Santana, she needs to be here if you want to get even close to fixing this problem." Santana sighed with a worried look on her face. For some strange reason, she just wanted to talk to Blaine. After he came in on her and Brittany kissing, she somehow began to trust him. He seemed like the guy who could be one of those therapists when they grew up.
Blaine and Brittany sat down as he began to speak. "First I have to ask you this. Was that kiss just for "fun"? Or was it real?"
Santana, reluctant, said, "Yeah, it was real. I just, I just don't know what to do." She started to tear up and Brittany hugged her.
"It was definitely real. And we both love each other." Brittany said these words so confidently, almost like she was oblivious to what people's reactions would be once they both came out.
Blaine said, "Okay. So you two love each other. And it looks like you *points to Santana* are scared, and you *points to Brittany* aren't. This all makes complete sense."
"Actually, Blaine, I'm definitely gay. But Britt says she's probably bisexual, sooo…" Santana said. Brittany nodded as she heard the word bisexual.
"Wait, don't you mean bicurious?" Brittany asked. The others both ignored the comment.
"You guys have two options. One, to come out, have to deal with some of the bullying, but later, be glad you didn't lie to the world. Or two, don't come out, but still love each other, but you'll still be living a lie your whole life. You choose," Blaine said.
Santana said, "But… this is all so hard… and I'm so scared…"
"Okay, here. Let me help you. When I came out, it was tough. I got beat up the night I announced to the world I was gay. And I struggled through a year of high school being harassed. And yeah, it really does suck. I wasn't brave enough at the time, so I just gave up and transferred to Dalton. And Santana, I know you have two things. You have Brittany and courage. If anyone's going to be beating up here, it'll be you. When I was younger, I didn't have either. I didn't have someone to tell me everything was going to be alright. My dad couldn't even tell me this. I actually lied to him for a while about my sexuality, and now he doesn't even love me anymore. But both of you guys, you actually have someone. I'm not sure about your parents, but that's not the point. And yeah, I have Kurt now, but that happened after I came out. After I ran away," Blaine said.
Brittany said, "Yeah, San, if anyone were to make fun of you, I'd either be there or you would slash them with your vicious, vicious words."
"Thanks, Blaine. I'm still not completely sure yet, but you definitely put more weight on one side." Santana stood up to hug him as Brittany sat in the chair drinking her smoothie.
Blaine said, "Well, guys, I actually gotta go. I promised Kurt to come over so we can practice for Mr. Schue's assignment. But I hope you make the right choice." The girls waved him goodbye, and then they embraced in a long hug.
"I love you, San."
"I love you too, Britt."
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People pushed Santana through the hallways as she struggled to make her way to math. It had only been three hours. How had this happened so quickly?
"Hey, Britt, what do you think we should do?" Santana asked Britt, sitting next to her on her bed.
"Well, I obviously think you should tell people. I've already told you this, like, 20 times."
"Yeah, yeah, but I'm just so scared. I keep saying this, I know. But it's true. I live every day in terror thinking that somehow the news that I'm a lesbian spread around school. Like, maybe they can just smell the golf on me. But what Blaine said, it really changed my thoughts on this."
"What are you trying to say, San? I'm really confused right now."
"I think… I think I'm going to come out. Tomorrow."
"Come out of what?"
Instead of being annoyed at Britt's cluelessness, she giggled at it. "Telling everyone that I'm gay."
"Oohh. But wait. Are you serious?"
Santana hesitated. "Ye… yeah. I'll make an emergency glee club meeting tomorrow morning. They obviously should be the first to find out."
Brittany immediately hugged Santana harder than she ever has in her life.
"Oh, oh San. I'm so proud of you."
"But wait. What about you? You're bicurious, right?"
"Yeah. I'll tell people during that meeting you're going to create."
"Okay."
Santana really should've thought of everyone that was in glee club. Meaning Puck. Puck spread information like he spread herpes. In less than an hour, the whole school knew about her. She knew they were going to find out at some point, but she wasn't expecting today. She wasn't ready for all of this.
She had only been to three class periods, and Santana didn't think that she had ever gotten this much insults in her whole life. In English, a hockey player called her a fag. In Spanish, a football jerk told her to step away, he didn't want to catch the "gay" coming off of her. And now, in math, about five people looked at her weirdly along with 20 different ways of saying gay. But all of these times she found witty comments to scare them away. But at the same time, she just wanted to cry. She couldn't handle all of this. And she couldn't see Britt until 5th period.
Once a guy actually pushed (really hard) her into a locker, she didn't want to stand up for herself anymore. Santana ran to a bathroom stall, sat down, and just started weeping. She didn't care if people were hearing her. At least she didn't have to see their faces glaring or hear a nasty comment.
"San? Are you in here?"
Crap. This story started as a Klaine one, and now it's turning into full Brittana. Now I may have to make this even longer. Probably only one more full Brittana chapter, and then… KLAINE!