Santana
The ambulance arrived not long after that. They allowed both Harley and me ride in the ambulance with Brittany.
Now it's two o'clock in the morning and I'm watching Harley and Brittany sleep. It's been about ten hours since the attack; I haven't stopped thinking about it.
The doctors had to put Brittany into surgery when they found out the scissors fractured her hip bone ever so slightly. The scissors must've dug really deep. It didn't take that long to fix it, but she won't be able to dance for two weeks.
The Police arrested Darren under multiple charges. Assault. Stalking. Attempted murder. Drunk driving. Sexual harassment.
As a part of the investigation, cops asked Britt's doctor to check for more bruising on her body. They found bruising where Darren attacked her crotch area and the Police think that they can charge him for sexual harassment because of that.
It's a bittersweet feeling, losing Darren. He was a good friend, he helped me with Harley. But now that I've found out what a sick person he is, I'm happy he's gone. And hopefully forever.
I watch my girlfriend breathe up and down and then look over to Harley next to me, sleeping along the chairs.
It was scary. Sitting in the bathroom with Harley in my arms, holding onto her for dear life. I could hear Brittany and Darren screaming at each other. And when they weren't doing that, I could hear the slamming up against the walls, the sounds of Brittany in pain. So I started singing to Harley so she couldn't hear what I was hearing.
What I wanted to do was to go outside and help Britt, stop her from hurting. But I couldn't leave Harley on her own.
"Mommy," I hear Harley mumble in her sleep. She stirs around a little, wiggling her legs onto my lap. "Britty," I brush a strand of her hair behind her ear and see her sniffle.
"Harley, mija," I shake her shoulder. "Baby your having a nightmare," I lift her up onto my lap and cradle her body.
"Why did Darren hurt Britty?" She says lifting her head up to meet my eyes.
"Darren isn't a nice man H. He doesn't like Britty very much," I say softly.
"Is it because you kissed Britty?" She whispers. "I saw you kissing her at the park and at home."
"Yeah, it's because of that baby," I nod. I take in a deep breath and smile.
"Darren wasn't my Dad. Why don't I have one?" she shakes her head, pouting. "All of my friends have Dad's," she's never asked me about this, never this suddenly anyway.
"Can I explain in the morning, I'm a little tired," I say, wiping off a little bit of drool on her lip. "And you know how cranky I get if I don't get any sleep," Harley nods, giggling. I kiss her on the forehead and lay her down again.
I close my eyes for the first time tonight and drift into a sleep.
"Santana," I hear my name being said softly. I squeeze my eyes together before rubbing them with my fists. I open them slowly and look over to Brittany who's smiling at me. "San, can you help me up?" She asks, sitting up. She props herself up on her elbows. "I need to go toilet," she whispers in embarrassment.
I check the time, it's eleven in the morning.
"Where's Harley?" I ask groggily, standing up.
"Finn picked her up and took her to his place, but she left this note," Brittany reaches into over to the locker next her. She hands me a piece of paper as I stand next to the hospital bed.
To Mommy,
Uncle Finny picked me up. I'm coming to visit Britty soon! then you can tell me about you and Britty! I love you.
From Harley :)
"Did you tell Harley about us?" Brittany asks me, crossing her arms.
"Uh," I chuckle nervously. "She figured it out by herself," I shrug. She shakes her head . "We were never good at keeping us a secret... But you wanted to go to the toilet?" I quirk my eyebrow at her. "C'mon," I push down the barrier and put my arm around the bottom of her back.
"Can you grab my crutch?" She points over at the corner of the room. I quickly run and grab the crutch and help her up into her feet.
I look up at her as she starts to hobble her way to the bathroom, I let her lean on me. She looks down at and leans her face down to kiss me on the lips. I smile at her.
We eventually make it to the bathroom after plenty of kiss breaks.
I go to close the door and leave her in peace but she stops me.
"I kind of need you to hold me whilst I pee," she says quietly.
"Can't you pee sitting down?" I ask.
"It's not that comfortable," she shrugs.
"Sorry," I say. It's not that I don't want to help her, but I kind of feel awkward helping her. "H-how do you want me to help? D-do you want me to hold your-"
"San, just help me stand up. It hurts to stand up," she says, smiling softly. "C'mere," she reaches for my hand. "Just hold me, you don't have to look," she kisses my cheek.
"Yeah, no, okay," I stutter. Gonna be honest, I'm nervous. Britt and I haven't had sex yet and just seeing her 'extra appendage' will either make me run away or want to jump her.
She pulls down her pants slowly and I take her crutch and lean it on the back wall. I place my hands on her waist and hold her.
"You okay B?" I ask, diverting my attention around the room.
"Yeah, are you?" She laughs.
"No, yeah I'm fine," seriously right now I actually want to jump her. "You nearly finished Britt?" I ask, breathing in and out deeply.
"I drank a lot last night," she teases me. "Actually I'm done San," she shimmies out of my grip and 'shoos' me away.
"Right, I'm gonna text Finn. Can you make your way out okay?" I ask as she reaches for her crutch which I just pass over to her.
"Yeah, you okay?" She questions, raising her eyebrow. I nod quickly,
[To Finnocence]
is Harley ok?
[Sent at 11:16]
Brittany sits down on her bed and covers her legs with the white blanket.
[From Finnocence]
yeh she's sleepin. is Britt ok?
[Sent at 11:19]
[To Finnocence]
cool. Britt's doin just fine. can you drop Harley here at about one?
[Sent at 11:20]
[To Finnocence]
yeh sure. gtg tho, Rach is makin me clean the bathroom. Bye!
[Sent at 11:21]
[To Finnocence]
good luck!
[Sent at 11:23]
"You done San?" I snap my head up to Brittany who has just broken me out of my thoughts.
"Oh, yeah," I nod quickly.
"Awesome, can you come over here?" She's asks. I nod and brush my bangs out of my face. "Here," she pats the space next to her that's she's cleared. I hop onto the bed and lie my head on her chest.
"He's gone B," I whisper. I slip my hand up her shirt and start to draw circles onto her perfectly toned stomach. She curls up onto her side and cradles me into her body.
"I know."
"What if you weren't there?" I sniffle, letting a tear soak through her hospital gown.
"That wouldn't of happened. I was there and now he's gone," she assures me. I clutch onto the gown and start to cry. "Hey, I'm here, Harley's fine," she kisses the top of my head. "We're fine," she takes my head and let's me bury it into her chest.
"You could've died Britt, what if the cops didn't get to you on time?" I sob.
"That didn't happen though," she peppers kisses onto my forehead. "And I'm fine Santana, I know it'll take a long time to forget, or live past this but I will be here at the end because I'm fine. And I love you. 'Till death do us part," she wraps her pinky around mine much like yesterday.
"I love you too," I speak into her body.
"Don't think about what happened yesterday. That'll make you sad. Think about something that makes you happy like rainbow cotton candy," she shrugs and I smile at her. "Or Tubbington, he loves you."
"He hates me B, he always hisses at me," I snigger, wiping away the tears on my cheeks.
"That's his way of showing he loves you," Brittany shrugs, pulling her best poker face.
"If that's his way of loving, then I'd hate to see what he's like when he hates someone."
"He hates Rachel, can't stand that woman," she rolls her eyes and shakes her head. "Loathes her."
"Right," I laugh. "I need to see that. But, um, B, do you think we can tell Harley about you? Like you being-" I'm cut off by Brittany nodding quickly and then pressing a kiss to my lips.
"Yeah, I'd love that," the blonde kisses across my knuckles. "I love you so much." She raises her head up to make eye contact with me and then presses a kiss on my lips. I kiss her back immediately and run my tongue across her bottom lip, begging for entrance. She lets me dance along her tongue. She snakes her arms around my neck, bringing me closer, and we mould together. I swing my leg over her hips and straddle her. I know she's got boxers on when I can feel a tight bulge against my inner thigh. She holds me by the waist and I run my right hand down her arm, still holding the back of her neck.
"I love you," I whisper against her lips. Slowly I slower my hand down to her legs. I run my finger up her right leg and under the hospital gown. I pull at the waistband of her boxers. I scoot further up her legs and let my hand slip down her boxers. Maybe a little too fast, or a little too forceful.
"Ah," she winces, moving back, parting from my body. I take my hand out of her boxers and cover my mouth.
"I am so sorry," I apologise, peppering kisses around her face. "Are you okay?" I ask, caressing her cheek. She takes a deep breath and sits back on the propped pillow.
"Yeah, I'm fine. The little soldier is a little injured from battle," she grins. "Plus I don't want this now. I want to wait and make everything special," she cups my face a pecks my lips. "You deserve it baby, I love you," she says, still cupping my face.
"Yeah, I just got a little ahead of myself," I rub my nose against her's. "I love you too. Can we rest for a little bit before Harley gets here?" Brittany nods and lowers herself down, I curl up into a foetal position and bury my head into her chest as she kisses the top of my head.
"Britty!" Both Brittany and I snap out heads up. We've been lying down and staring at each since we woke up about ten minutes ago. "Mommy!" Harley squeals. I sit up out of Brittany's arms.
Finn is standing at the doorway with that goofy smile of his. 'Thank you,' I mouth to him.
"Uh, bye guys. Santana I'll see you on Monday to collect Charlie?" Finn asks me.
"Yeah, see you Finn!" I wave goodbye to him and I see Charlie at his side wave to me. They both leave the doorway within seconds.
Harley climbs up onto the bed and cuddles me in between myself and Brittany.
"Harley, can we talk to you about something?" I ask, sitting up with the little girl in my lap.
"Is it about why I don't have a Dad?" She says quietly to me only so I can hear.
"Yeah. Harley you're a very special girl," I tell her, now making eye contact with Brittany. "You don't have a Dad baby girl."
"But how did I grow in your tummy if I don't have a Dad?"
"Well, not every kid has a Mom and a Dad. Some people have two Mommies or two Dads. You have two Mommies," I 'boop' her nose.
"Oh..." She trails.
"And your other Mommy is, well she's lying right next to you," I whisper into her ear.
"That's silly, Britty's my friend, she can't be my Mommy. And she's a girl," my little girl rolls her eyes at me.
"Well, Harley, I am a girl," Brittany lifts Harley by the waist and sits her by the blondes feet. "But some girls are special, like me, and can help other girls have children," Brittany looks at me and mouths 'Is this okay?'. I nod at her and smile.
"But you were never here," Harley points out.
"Brittany was gone for a long time, working."
"And I couldn't come home to be with you and Mommy. But I always loved you Harley," Brittany wraps her arms around the front of Harley's body. We both know that she's telling a little white lie, but I thinks it's best for Harley.
Nervously, I glance between Harley and Brittany. They're both silent for a while.
"Can I still call you Britty?" The young girl asks. "I call Mommy, Mommy, but I don't know what to call you," Harley shrugs. I can see a tear in Brittany's eye and I smile.
"You can call me whatever you want sweetie," Brittany peppers kisses up and down Harley's cheek. "I love you so much."
"I love you too Britty," Harley turns around in Brittany's arms and engulfs her in a hug. "Mommy why are you crying?" She turns her head to me and pouts.
"Happy tears baby," I tell her. "I'm just really happy." Brittany then turns her head to me and smiles.
"If your happy then you have to kiss Britty," Harley says seriously. "Because you're kissers." I furrow my eyebrows but Brittany just nods.
"C'mere," I tap Brittany's shoulder. I lean forward and press a kiss to Brittany's lips, smiling whilst doing so. But I part and start laughing when I hear Harley clapping and giggling. I drop my head to Brittany's shoulder and laugh hard.
"Now we can be a family, as long as you don't stop kissing," Harley states seriously. Brittany pulls both me and Harley into a-
"Family hug!" Brittany enthuses, squeezing the sh*t out of both Harley and me. "We are family..." Brittany starts to sing. "San can you put my iPod on?"
"Britty... Don't make us sing," Harley whines.
"Oh sweet child of mine, we have to sing about everything," and so we do. I click on the song she wants me to. The music fills the air as Britt and I start to sing, encouraging Harley to join in.
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up everybody and sing
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up everybody and sing
Everyone can see we're together
As we walk on by
And (Fly) and we fly just like birds of a feather
I won't tell no lie
(All) all of the people around us they say
Can they be that close
Just let me state for the record
We're giving love in a family dose
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up everybody and sing (sing it to me)
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up everybody and sing
Living life is fun and we've just begun
To get our share of the world's delights
(High) high hopes we have for the future
And our goal's in sight
(We) no we don't get depressed
Here's what we call our golden rule
Have faith in you and the things you do
You won't go wrong, oh-no
This is our family Jewel
We are family
I got all my sisters with me
We are family
Get up everybody and sing
"Your family kiddo, we're in this forever," Brittany smiles, causing the little girl to smile back. "I love you H."
"What's your favourite song Britty?" Harley asks, looking up to the blonde.
"Well, my favourite song is a song that your Mommy wrote in High School. We sang it in one of our competitions. Your Mom thought she was being sneaky when she wrote the lyrics but I knew it was about me and her."
"Can you sing it Mommy?"
"Yeah, and I'll tell you a story to go with it," I wink.
Hey hey hey
You and me keep on dancing in the dark
It's been tearing me apart
Never knowing what we are
Hey hey hey
You and me keep on trying to play it cool
Now it's time to make a move
And that's what I'm gonna do
Lay it all down
Got something to say
Lay it all down
Throw your doubt away
Do or die now
Step on to the plate
Blow the door wide open like up up and away
Let's light up the world tonigh-igh-ight
You gotta give up the bark and bi-I-ite
I know that we got the love, alrigh-igh-ight
Come on and ligh-ligh-light it up
Light it up tonight
...
The song ends and we all bow our heads until the curtains close. I look up and smile. But I know that stomach wrenching Finchel kiss ruined it for us. I look around me and Brittany makes eye contact with me. She beams a toothy grin at me and I blush.
Once I see everyone else walking off stage, I follow them. I take a seat off-stage and sigh. The blonde approaches me and taps my shoulder.
"You did awesome," she says shyly. "I love it when you sing like that. It was the same with 'Songbird' and 'Landslide', there was so much emotion," I blush. "You wrote that about us right?" I look down at my feet and shift them around. "I loved it."
"We're not gonna win, not with Berry and Frankenteen's kiss on our shoulders," I grumble, ignoring what she just said.
"I don't care if we don't win. You know why?"
"Why Britt?" I ask, lifting my head.
"Because we've got another year. And we're going to win next year," Brittany shrugs at me. "I don't care because I've found someone who I love more than anything else. Anyone else. And next year I'll get to write a song about them, about how much I love them." I don't say anything. "I love you Santana, more than anything else. And I want to take you on a date, in New York. It can be as private as you want."
"I love you too Britt," I say quietly. I look around me. "That song was about us. Next year I want to write so many songs about how much I love you. And I'll sing them to the whole of America," I lean forward, double checking there's no one else. I press my lips against her's and it feels like the first time. It feels so write. I feel like I could write a love song just about this kiss. I love Brittany S. Pierce.
And I still do.
A/N: Did you enjoy that? A lot happened in this chapter!
Harley knows that Britt and San are 'kissers' XD
They told Harley about Brittany being her other Mom. FINALLY!
And San and Britt are very awkward about sex (; I promise you that you'll get a smut scene soon, hopefully. I've only ever written BOY X BOY smut so... IDK if this'll be any good XD
This whole chapter was in Santana's P.O.V so we got a lot of what's inside her head and what's going on with her.
Sorry if this chapter was a little all over the place! Whoops!
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