A/N: So sorry for not updating soon! Hopefully you're still reading and thanks everyone!
Brittany's POV
How did it come to this? It was Sunday night and Quinn and I were packing our bags (It was easier to pack our stuff together because half our clothes were at each others' houses) for Sugar's trip.
I distinctly remember NOT wanting to go.
Flashback
"C'mon Britt..." Puck whined. It was the day after the proposal and we were all hanging out in the tree house, apparently everyone had decided they wanted to go on the 'Mini Vaca' as Blaine called it.
"Puck, what don't you understand about NO?" I shot back.
"Brittany, it sounds really fun!" Tina said.
"Yeah we could go boating everyday!"
"And bring alcohol!"
"And be lazy!"
"And have dance parties!" I groaned, people just couldn't understand. Kelsey obviously wanted me back (or at least wanted to get me alone in a bed) while I wanted nothing to do with her. Not to mention Finn was an ass and Rory kinda creeped me out. There was no way I was going. No. Way.
"Let's go Britt! We haven't gone on a vacation in FOREVER!"
"Quinn we're just going to the other side of the lake!"
"Yeah but that's like a whole two hours away from our parents and my annoying sisters!" I looked at Santana. She was looking away and had this uncomfortable look on her face.
"San? What do you think?" I said hesitantly.
"I don't know..." she said. Oh crap. She totally wanted to go. I could see it in her eyes!
"Santana c'mon be honest..." I said. She looked at me before sighing,
"I've never been on a houseboat before..."
"...and?" I knew she was about to convince ms to go. Whether she wanted to or not. She played with the bottom of her shirt and just looked so cute- how could I say no to THAT?
"And it sounds fun..." she said almost reluctantly, like she knew the hold she had on me.
"Let's go."
Right. That's what happened.
I was so whipped.
"Ugh I can't believe I'm going on this trip," I whined.
"Why? Rachel doesn't seem as bad- and I thought you missed Kelsey."
"No I don't," I stated a little to quickly.
"Well she's certainly into you."
"Ugh I know I just, why can't she leave me alone?" Quinn was smart, she knew something was going on. She quirked her eyebrow at me and gave me that condescending look that said 'Tell me what you know or I'll beat it out if you bitch' it meant that or 'what the fuck is your problem?'
"It's just..." I started. I wanted to tell Quinn about Kelsey, but how would she react?
"It's just what Britt?" she asked, most likely noticing that I was having a difficult time.
"It's...well- Kelsey and I...we had a thing...before she moved..." I said cautiously. Truthfully, I was glad I said it, regardless of whatever words might come out of her mouth. It felt good to tell Santana but it felt better to tell Quinn. I feel like she should have known all along, she was there from the beginning. In a second Quinn was on top of me pinning me down, I was surprised to say the least, for some reason the girl has always been freakishly strong.
"What do you mean you had a THING!" oh, scary Quinn.
"Like we dated...for awhile."
"How LONG Brittany?"
"Like...a year and a half."
"Brittany!" she gasped," Why didn't you tell me?" I took this opportunity to switch out positions. I had height and muscle mass over her and could easily overpower her when I wanted to.
"I was scared..." I admitted, before getting off of her, allowing her to sit up.
"Of me? Britt, you know that I-"
"I know NOW. But it was so foreign back then and I- I just couldn't..." I couldn't hold it in anymore. My emotions hit me like a ton of bricks. Years of pent up frustration and sadness transformed into tears and just opened the floodgates. I couldn't stop. Between the two of us she was usually the one to break down in my arms. I hated this helpless feeling of not being able to control myself. I felt her arms around me and I know she was saying something but I couldn't understand her. I just melted into her embrace and cried. My vision was bleary and my head pounded. I don't even know why I was crying. I think it was because of...everything. Kelsey, my sexuality, my mom...I just couldn't deal.
I woke hours before the sun would rise. Ugh, my neck and back were twisted at an awkward and uncomfortable angle and my eyes felt swollen and heavy. Never the less, I still felt better. I had never once cried over my Ex (or my mom)- it was bound to happen eventually. Too bad my back had to suffer.
I had fallen asleep in Quinn's arms and we were currently on the floor awkwardly slumped to the side. I tangled myself out of her tight grasp and made my way to the bathroom, but not before carrying her to the bed, maybe her back would feel better.
I almost screamed when I saw my reflection in the mirror.
I looked like shit, let's leave it at that.
I decided to take a scalding hot shower and try to wash away that shitty feeling after you cry heavily for hours. It felt amazing, even if my eyes still looked puffy when I got out- oh well nothing that makeup and a little concealer couldn't fix. I took my time getting ready knowing that I wouldn't be able to sleep but it would be a couple hours before Quinn would wake up.
I started to finish packing our bags trying to focus on what was going in so I wouldn't forget anything but my mind kept straying.
To Santana.
She's been giving me all these mixed signals and I'm not sure if she's flirtatious or if she's just holding back. Why would she even WANT to stay friends? Couldn't she FEEL the chemistry between us? I wanted her soooo bad (I had a freaking sex dream about her) but it wasn't just the physical attraction, it was so much more. She could make me smile even in the worst times. My heart ached when she wasn't around and little unicorns ran around in my stomach whenever I saw her. A shiver ran up my spine whenever she touched me, even if our skin just lightly grazed. The way her chocolate brown orbs seemed to look straight into my mind and soul...I was falling for her, someone I had not even known a full month, someone who rejected me- more then once, someone who made me feel so good.
You know what, maybe I wasn't falling anymore, maybe I was already in-
My chest slammed against the ground as something heavy crashed into my back.
"Morning!" Quinn greeted me," How are you feeling today babe?"
"Quinn! What is up with you?" I asked, my voice muffled by the floor. She got off of me. Seriously? Did she have this new found need to always be on top of me?...wait. That came out wrong.
"I'm just really excited for today," she had the biggest grin on her face. It was weird, REALLY weird.
"Are you drunk...?" I asked, why was she so peppy? Morning Quinn was never peppy.
"No Britt! I'm just..." she trailed off as she thought, there was this glint in her eyes, I've seen it before. What the...was Quinn...?
"Q-" almost like she sensed what I was about to ask her expression fell as she more serious,
"You'll be okay right? Now that I know about you know...I don't want to force you to go. I'll stay back with you if you'd like," she said smiling softly, I knew she would if I asked her to. Hell even if I didn't ask she would stay.
"No Q, I'll be fine- really. She's my past, I'm over her," I wanted to add 'and besides, Santana is going to be there.'
"Okay Britt."
"This is going to be a crazy week, isn't it?" she gave me another bright smile, which honestly, was starting to creep me out.
"Mhmm."
Santana's POV
Brittany and Quinn had picked me up and driven to the dock where Sugar's houseboat was. It was another part of the lake where all the luxury boats were. Seriously, these things were three times the size of my apartment.
We docked and quickly hopped out with all our bags where Sugar waited for us, ridiculous heart shaped sunglasses and giant floppy hat in place.
"Yaaaay! Our first three passengers have arrived!" she yelled before kissing each of us on the cheek.
"Please come aboard la casa de dolce!" I cringed at her 'Spanish'. We followed her on the boat and my jaw dropped. It was...well, fucking nice. There was an open bedroom to my left and the steering wheel in front of us and two doors on my right revealed two bathrooms. As we walked farther back it opened up to a kitchen with two refrigerators and then the wide space was lined with couches, the there was a large back deck and stairs inside and out. Upstairs was another seating area and 3 more bedrooms and 2 bathrooms.
The top deck had a penthouse, a canopy with a barbeque a small bar and a Jacuzzi. Did I mention the slide coming off the second deck and the two Jet Ski's on the back deck? Yeah.
"Exactly how rich are you?" I wondered out loud.
"Oh this is nothing, you should see her house," Quinn said coming up from behind me.
"Yeah, it's like three times as big as Quinn's and it's on top of a waterfall," Brittany embellished.
"You're kidding right?" I asked skeptically. Both blondes shook their heads back and forth.
"No, it's true, my house is totally awesome!" Wow. One thing I've learned? Houses in the middle of the woods do not necessarily come with 4 walls and an outhouse.
"Hey is anyone here?" I heard Blaine call.
"Blainikins!" Sugar said running off in the direction of his voice.
"Uh-oh, someone better go make sure she doesn't tear him apart," Quinn said before going off after her.
"Hey guys! Can you help us with this?" I heard Puck say from outside, he was on the opposite end of the boat.
"C'mon we'd better help..." I said dragging Brittany with me.
"Oh my god," Brittany exasperated looking at their things," What did you BRING." Sam, Puck and Artie stood in their flip-flops and swim trunks trying to haul coolers off Puck's boat.
"Food," Sam answered grinning.
"And alcohol," Puck added.
"And more food!" Artie finished. They literally had a boat load of food. They each had a small bag of clothes each. Knowing them it was probably just 2 weeks worth of swim trunks and a toothbrush. Maybe.
"Don't you guys remember Sug saying she would pay for food?" Britt asked struggling with a couple bags
It took us forever to haul everything and by the time we were done, Tina, Mike and Mercedes had shown up. Let me tell you moving heavy crap is NOT fun when it's 95 degrees outside. Despite stripping down to my bathing suit and a small tank top I was still sweating up a storm. Yuck. I could tell Brittany thought it was weird too because she kept looking at me funny.
Everyone but Rachel, Finn and Kelsey had shown up and after we had brought everything on (we didn't sort anything so it was all in a MASSIVE heap in the middle of the living room and kitchen.) we were all just as sweaty and tired and we were chugging down bottles of water. The only person who wasn't drenched was Sugar because as the hostess she 'had to greet people'. Bitch.
As I sipped at my third bottle my gaze wandered over to Brittany. She was wearing a black bikini top and rainbow board shorts that looked totally hot on her. Not to mention the beads of sweat rolling down her perfectly chiseled abs. Puck brought alcohol right? Maybe if we did body shots I could run my tongue down her-
"You think they're coming?" I heard someone say to my left. I couldn't really tell who as my mind was occupied by Brittany. Deciding that I didn't want to be caught leering I checked back into the conversation.
"Kelsey seemed down," Blech, Kelsey," Finn didn't want to come but Rachel seemed really excited about it and we ALL know who wears the ugly skirts in that relationship," Kurt said rolling his eyes as he played with his nails. I was pretty sure I liked Kurt, he was snarky and he was alright without Finnocence and Schnozz by his side.
"I'm sure they'll show," Quinn stated, almost hopefully. Why did she want them to come? I thought she didn't like Finn and Rachel?
"I don't know why you say goodbye I say Hello. Hello hello! I don't know why you-"
"Can it Rach!" Kurt yelled as she and her pet dog as well as a bitch - I mean Finn and Kelsey- came into the room.
"Hello everyone, I see we have all made it! While some of you might not be entirely fond of spending a weekend with me and my husband to be I hope we can put aside our pasts and have fun this week!" Rachel said. God, did the girl always speak in paragraphs?
"Oh! And Finn may need assistance unloading my boat, there is quite a lot for I have brought many games and-"
"If we go help will you shut up?" Puck asked bluntly. Rachel nodded frantically. The guys sighed and got up, excluding Kurt who did not look eager to help. Him Tina and Mercedes disappeared upstairs-probably to avoid helping. Rachel took a seat on the same couch/unfoldable bed as Quinn, sitting suspiciously close to her. And by suspicious I mean like two feet away.
"Oh my gosh this will be SOOO much fun! I can't wait to party!" Kelsey yelled. I swear the sound of her voice alone could give me a migraine. She then proceeded to sit in the tiny space between Brittany and I. The little-
"Hey Britt- Britt," she Cooed, turning her back to me. I could almost hear the sickeningly sweet smile in her voice.
"Hey Kelsey..." Brittany greeted uncomfortably.
"You know I didn't really get a chance to tell you on Friday but you looked REALLY hot," she flirted, biting her bottom lip suggestively and leaning forward slightly. I was THIS close to cutting a bitch. Could she be any more obvious?
"Thanks.." Brittany replied, her cheeks getting noticeably redder.
"No really. So damn sexy. Maybe next time it could be just the two of us," she whispered the last part, practically licking Brittany's ear. I coughed, loudly. The sniveling beast backed up a little and turned to me.
"Could you mind moving away a little? I don't want to get sick."
That's fucking IT. I'm about to go all-
"BRITTANY! Can you come over here for a second?" Quinn said abruptly.
Brittany launched out of her seat and made her way to her best friend who pulled her onto the back deck and slid the sliding glass door shut. Rachel looked at Kelsey and I awkwardly.
"I'm gonna...um...Kurt," she stuttered before running off.
Great.. NOW she shuts up and leaves us alone.
"Here's the deal cheech. Brittany is MY girl so you need to back the hell off," Kelsey stated. She was smiling brightly, her expression not matching the tone of her voice.
"Oh you did NOT just say that to me," I replied, trying to control my anger.
"I did. Brittany's a hot, naive girl and she needs someone who can take care of her in every way and honey, you just don't fit the bill," she looked me up and down with this look of... pity on her face.
"You better listen you little stuck up, bitch-faced, mother fucker- you listen hard because I'm not gonna repeat this again. One, I'm Puerto Rican, African American and fucking German so if you want to try to insult me get your damn terminology right. Second, you have a bigger forehead then Christina Ricci and the wrinkles of a 40-year-old single mother of 5 boys," her stare was wavering slightly and I could tell she was scared, as she should be," And most importantly: Brittany isn't your little sex toy you can just push around for your own sick enjoyment. She is an amazing person with the cutest smile and the most gorgeous blue eyes I've ever seen and she has the biggest heart, which you treated like last years shitty fashion trends might I add , no one is good enough to deserve her- much less your Slutty ass."
I was still glaring at her, daring her to make a move. After a moment or so she swallowed audibly, oh, I totally had her.
Finally, she spoke,
"Well, I guess we'll just see how Brittany feels about it then, shall we? I guarantee she'll be mine again before the week's over."
"Don't count on it " I scoffed," Brittany is way smarter then that, you don't stand the chance." We held each other's gazes. If looks could kill... she'd be seriously fucked right now.
"Careful! That's where I keep all my nightly treatment items!" Rachel yelled as Sam came in the room, struggling with a black suitcase with a giant gold star on it. Soon everyone was back in the living room. Kelsey had gotten up to talk to Mercedes. I couldn't help but glare at her. I can't believe she said all that bullshit.
She was so going down.
Brittany's POV
"Britt what was that?"
"What was what?"
"Oh, like you don't KNOW!" I bit my lip, I didn't really want to talk about this.
"Kelsey was all over you and you didn't even do anything about it!" I looked at her in disbelief. Did she actually think I liked the attention I was getting from my ex? Was she NOT there last night?
"Why are you so mad Quinn? It's not like I liked it or anything."
"That blush said otherwise." My face got red for an entirely different reason.
"I don't like her, okay! I like-" I stopped myself before I could say her name but it was too late. Suddenly angry Quinn disappeared and creepy-grin Quinn came back. I'm not sure which one made me more uncomfortable.
"Like WHO Britt?"
"No one..." I mumbled looking down.
"Okay, I'll just be sure to tell Santana that she's 'no one' to you..." my head snapped up at the mention of Santana's name only to see Quinn going for the door,
"No don't do that!" I said grabbing her arm. She smiled at me deviously, oh crap. I was so busted.
"Mhm, that's what I thought."
"Don't tell her please..." I whispered. She laughed making me slightly annoyed. What was so funny about my heartache?
"What Quinn?" I asked, aggravated.
"Britt- Britt, if she hasn't realized you like her by now I doubt nothing short of you pushing her up against a wall and making love to her would get her to understand."
"Q...what do I do?" I whined," I just...I like her SO much it hurts..."
"B. She definitely likes you back." She wrapped her arms around me and I looked at her skeptically.
"Santana doesn't like me back...at least, not the same way I like her."
"No I promise you she does, the way she looks at you? Well... it's exactly how you look at her." I looked at her to see if he was lying to make me feel better but she looked genuine and it made my heart flutter. Until I realized that it still didn't make a difference.
"Then why won't she go for me?" I scared myself with how desperate I sounded, I almost pitied myself.
"She's just afraid Britt, that she'll lose you. You just have to make the first move."
"I already tried that, it didn't work."
"Hmm...well, then you'll just have to take a different approach." I perked up a little, with my best friends smartness maybe I could get the girl of my dreams after all.
"Like what?"
"Well, you could make her extremely jealous. It tends to bring out the worst in people and you'll leave her wanting you even more and make her want to claim you as hers."
"That's kind of mean...do I have another option?"
"Huh...well, you COULD just tease the shit out of her..."
"What do you mean?"
"Walk around in skimpy clothing, touch her more, make everything you say sound suggestive- to name a few things."
"Wow." Ideas were already flowing through my mind. She really knew how to get someone to like her,
"Why are you so good at this?"
"Umm...Tyra Banks," she said. It sounded more like a question," So what are you gonna do?" I smirked uncharacteristically,
"I have a few ideas." she looked at me curiously then I heard a noise on the other side of the door. I saw Sam come in with a bunch of suitcases and Rachel coming up behind him.
"Well, I guess it's safe to go in now," Quinn stated going inside. I watched her, curious. Rachel comes in and Quinn wants to go back inside... weird. Oh well. It's probably nothing. Probably just a coincidence.
Probably.
Tina's POV
While Mercedes and Kurt went off...somewhere, the huge gossip in me wanted to find out what Santana and Kelsey were up to so I hid up at the top of the stairs and listened. Let me tell you, I think EYE was scared of Santana. I knew she had it in her but wow. And Kelsey? I always thought she was nice! Super annoying but nice, and now they were both fighting over Brittany? When did her and Kelsey date?
I sighed, so much drama...
Rachel's voice pierced the air along with Sam and Puck's complaining and I decided to make my way down.
Santana looked absolutely livid.
"Hey are you alright?" I asked. I knew I was walking on thin ice right now but I wanted to help her. Brittany DID deserve the best and I think right now that was Santana.
"I'm fine..." she grumbled.
"Can we talk somewhere, alone?" she gave me a look that made me want to jump off the boat and I actually felt pity for Kelsey.
"Okay." We went upstairs, where if she tried to kill me I could scream and they could hear me.
"Look Santana...I know about you and Brittany." Suddenly she went from royally pissed to surprised and nervous.
"I...I- there's nothing between Brittany and I!"
"There isn't, but you want something to happen." her eyes averted away from mine.
"Look Santana you can't be so afraid. I trust that you will treat her right and if you two DO break up, you will still have me as a friend. You're part of our family now too," she looked at me wide eyed then smiled faintly," Besides, you don't really want her to go back to Kelsey do you?" her eyes narrowed again.
"You heard that?" I nodded.
"She's such a fucking bitch! You heard her, she basically just wants in Brittany's pants!"
"I know San but you have to play this smart!"
"So your saying I can't just kill her in her sleep or crush under Berry's countless suitcases?"
"You want to make her suffer right?"
"Yes."
"Then make Brittany ask YOU out."
"But she already did and I said no..." her expression was pained and full of regret.
"What why?"
"I didn't want to fuck it up, I always do. But if she asked me now I don't think I'm strong enough to say no." she looked so defeated, nothing like ten seconds ago.
"Trust me Britt is still into you, it's just a matter of time but you can't let Kelsey psyche you out."
"Okay," she said nodding.
"And I'll be here to help, if you want it."
"Thanks Tina, I really appreciate it!"
"Hey guys! We're about to leave! Come down here!" I heard Artie call. Santana and I made our way downstairs where everyone was gathered.
"So who's the best houseboat driver?" Sugar asked.
"Oh, definitely Mike," I said. Mike was a ninja at driving (and everything else).
"I've never driven anything this big before though."
"Dude we just need to get off the dock," Puck said.
"Well, Brittany, Tina, Mercedes and I need to drive the boats out there," Quinn reminded him. Puck threw Mercedes his keys and Finn gave Quinn his. We were bringing B, Puck, Rachel, and Mike's boats, seeing as how they were the best for boating.
"Okay, I'm going to need Artie on the back deck, Blaine and Sam on the two sides, Kelsey and Finn on the top deck, Santana and Rory and the floor above me and Kurt could you open up all the windows?" my boyfriend was so awesome.
"Let's go guy's c'mon," Brittany said. We jumped in our respective boats and started them up. We had to get out of Mike's way first and when he got out in the open we could tie up to the house boat.
The four of us killed the engine and parked next to each other so we could see how they were fairing. Even from out here we could here them all shouting 'look out on your starboard side!' or 'Dock coming up on Port!' it was actually kind of funny and with no major disaster Mike got out and was heading towards us, people on the dock started clapping and we were all whooping. Trust me I've tried and getting a houseboat, especially one of that size, was really hard to get off the dock.
"Good job guys!" Mercedes yelled as they came closer.
"You did great sweety!" I yelled, Mike smiled at me. We spent the next ten minutes trying to tie the boats down without them hitting each other and we were finally back on the 'Casa de Dulce.'
"Wow, that is a huge operation," Santana remarked. Puck grinned and threw his hands up,
"Yeah but now the fun REALLY begins!"
A/N2: Again so sorry for not posting. Sometimes life doesn't allow you to do things you want to do, this time is the busiest of the year for me but I will try to update on time. Even posting this I didn't have a lot of time so sorry if there are a lot of mistakes. Thank you for reading and please review! Peace out.