Chapter 8:
When I Get You Alone.
For the next 5 and a half hours all I did was relax, study, eat, watch Spongebob, study, eat again and shower. Right now I'm getting ready to leave for Puck's apartment and get mah gamez on! Standing infront of the mirror next to the front door wearing a black skinny jean, red heels, a white tank top with a nice low hanging chain and my bad-ass leather jacket. I was finishing up, putting lips gloss around my lips when someone knocked on the door.
"Who the fuck can it be?" I mumbled to myself.
I open the door and got the shock of my life... A person I never thought I would ever see on my doorstep.
"Santana... can we talk?" He asked in a very serious, almost formal voice. Motherfucking shit! This was not how I thought my day was gonna go.
"Charlie..." I crossed my arms. "What do you want? If you didn't notice..." I trailed off and ponited to my outfit. "I'm on my way out." His eyes trailed up my body creepily and instantly started to feel grossed out and dirty as if i was being watched by some dirty old perv with an addiction to porn magazines.
"What did you do to Brittany?" I crossed my arms and leaned against the door frame as he asked. This asshole smells like that expensive cologne only douchebags would wear and he- wait... What did I do to Brittany?
"What do mean what did I do to Brittany?" I looked at him and I could feel my forhead srunch up in confusion.
"She's been distant and all sorts of weird this week an-"
"And that's my problem how exactly?" I shrugged. "Maybe you're not taking care of your woman?" My lips curled into a smirk as Charlie looked up and glared at me.
"I'm not taking care of my future wife? Did you see what happened in the bathroom last week?" My face dropped instantly. Now it was his turn to smirk and my turn to glare. Fucking asshole! He's still bragging about it... Being all 'Me Tazaan, You Jane, I fucked you on bathroom wall, now bask in my glory!'
"You fucking neanderthal..." I rolled my eyes in disgust. "If you gonna keep acting like an asshole and wasting my time, please just go now or you gonna have trouble explaining to Brittany why your face is fucked up and you're missing your four front teeth!" I leaned off the door frame and stood up straight, looking him in his light brown eyes. Breathe Santana, breathe... Brittany needs him for the wedding... Shit! Well that thought didn't help at all!
"Okay, okay... geez calm the fuck down!"
"I'll calm the fuck down once you stop being like an asshole, which is almost impossible because I'm assuming it's in your DNA." I challanged back. This dude was really pissing me off!
"You're not answering Britt's texts or phone calls..." He trailed off.
"Yeah and your point is?" I acted stupid as I leaned my weight on my right foot.
"WHY aren't you answering?"
"I'm busy... I have a life you know." I reasoned poorly.
"Bullshit Santana!" I beautiful voice flowed through the evening air. Britany appeared from out behind Charlie.
"Brittany?" What the fuck? Was she standing here the whole time?
"Baby, I told you to stay in the car." He muttered to Brittany softly while she stood next to him looking at me. I cringed when he used that term of enderment.
"Have you been avoiding me, Santana?" Brittany's voice said softly.
"I'm not avoiding you..." I look around, feeling trapped as if the lovely couple infront of me are trying to close in... getting nearer to the truth. "I'm just-"
"Busy, I know. So I've heard and been told." She glanced at me and said to Charlie: "Go wait in the car." And he did as he was told. Wow. He listened... That's a first.
She looked at her feet before looking me straight into my eyes. "but you couldn't be so busy that you couldn't even text me to acknowledge that you got it or something...anything! I even thought something happened to you..."
"I'm sorry that you wasted your time and came all the way down here, but as you can see I'm fine and like I told Charlie I'm on way out." I turned around and locked the door proving my point. I know I was being a super bitch to Brittany, but that's my last line of defence. If I didn't have that I'd be a sobbering mess at this moment and give into what ever Brittany asked.
"Santana." She cupped my hands unto hers and made me face her. "I know this was about what happened on Sunday..." Just when she said it I got bombared with images that keep replaying in my head, even more now since everyone keeps bringing it up! "But San I-"
*BEEP BEEP*
I see Puck across the street in his car waiting for me. Thank god! I glance at Brittany who's looking at me expectantly. I can't handle this...
"I have to go." I wriggle my hands out of Brittany's soft grasp. Escape!
"Santana I..." The words died on Brittany's lips.
"I'll see you around." I made my way past Brittany and ran over the road past Charlie who was in the car, to Puck who was on the other side of the road. I jumped into the passanger seat, shut the door and told Puck to drive the hell way from this place.
"God, I need a drink!" Was the first thing I said once we got a safe distance away from the drama that was brewing on my doorstep.
"What the hell was that about, S?" Puck asked as he turned the steering wheel, driving around the corner.
"Brittany and her dog ambushed me just as I was about to leave..." I ran my fingers through my now slightly damp hair... wow was I THAT nervous?
"I was about to call the cops to see if you were alright 'cuz you weren't picking up your phone." I quickly check my phone and I see I have 6 missed calls from Puck. Shit...
"Sorry." I gave him a small smile which he returned gladly.
"So what blondie want?"
"She wanted to know why I was avoiding her."
"And did you tell her?" He asked as he pulled into his apartment complex.
"Hell no...luckily you showed up when you did though." I sigh loudly. "Puck... can we talk about this later?"
"Sure, S." He put his arm over the center consel and put it around my neck giving me a small hug ending with a light kiss on my head. "Let's go inside."
Tuesday Afternoon
Oh my god, oh my god... my finals are done! 4 and a half hours later and I made it out alive! I'm so mentally and physically drained that it's not even funny anymore. I come into the house, take the one headphone out my ear as Robin Thicke kept on singing and threw my bag on the floor. Thank god it's done! All I wanna do is...
"Hi." I snapped my head right up and I saw Brittany sitting on the couch. What the fuck? How did she get in? As if she read my mind she said. "Emma saw me standing outside and let me in."
See all this illusions just take us too long
and I want it bad.
Because you walk pretty,
Becasuse you talk pretty,
'Cuz you make me sick
and I'm not leaving 'til you're leaving!
"What are you doing here, Brittany?" My voice sounded drained and dry.
"You know why I'm here, Santana..." Brittany got up and made her way to me and that's when I noticed something.
"B-britt... are y-you uhmmm... dr-runk?" I asked nervously. Being drunk and emotional is never good.
"Fuck yeah..." Brittany smiled at me lazily as she stood infront of me. Okay... Is is not weird at all!
"Britt are you alright?" I see Brittany inching closer to me.
"Yeah..." She put her hands around my waist and everywhere she's touching is suddenly on fire especially since her fingers are trailing over the patch of bare skin between my top and jeans.
When I get you alone,
When I get you, you'll know babe,
When I get you alone,
When I get you alone...
"Britt..." I breathed as she leaned forward. This CAN'T BE happening. What the fuck WAS happening? I leaned in slowly but there was this little voice at the back of my head and got louder every milli second shouting 'She's gonna sober up and regret this!' Then when I heard the next voice I stopped completly. 'You'll lose her forever...'
"You're drunk." I whispered less than an inch before her lips. I could feel her hot breath on my lips and it was almost too tempting to lean that little bit forward, but I couldn't, no matter HOW MUCH I WANTED TO! I gently pushed her away and removed her hands from my waist. "Brittany, what are you doing here?"
Baby girl you the shit,
That makes you my equivalent.
You can keep your toys in the drawer tonight,
Alright!
"I came to talk to you and since Friday didn't work out cause your 'Knight and shinning armor' showed up." Britany leaned on the wall with all the photographs on and put air quotes around 'Knight and shinning armor'... was she talking about Puck? and did I hear a tinge of jealousy in her voice?
"What do you want Brittany?" I asked as I ran my fingers through my hair.
All my dogs talking fast,
Ain't you got some photographs?
'Cuz you shook that room like a storm now.
Yes, you did!
Yes, you did!
"I want you..." She said in a husky voice and her eyes clouded by lust. She started to come closer and just stood there on the arm of the couch, frozen, looking into her eyes. Holy. Shit.
See all this intrusions just take us too long
and I want you SO bad...
Because you walk silly,
Because you talk silly,
'Cuz you make me sick
and I'm not leaving 'til you're leaving!
"Uhhhh..." I sounded out. This is the sexiest thing I've EVER seen! She looked like a leapoard on the prowl, looking for her next meal... which was me. A shudder ran down my back in that instant. It was safe to say I was soaked and the fucked up thing was.. she wasn't even touching me!
So I pray that something,
She ain't bluffing,
Rubbing up on me.
Well does she want me to make a vow?
Check it!
Well does she want me to make it now?
She stood infront of me and smiled sexily. Take. Me. Now! She put her knee between my thighs and put her arms around my neck and brought me closer. Almost like it was second nature I placed my hands firmly on her hips. Fuck she's sexy... She pushed her bodly softly against my and we landed on the couch... with her on top of me. Oh my unholy fucking trinity!
When I get you alone,
When I get you, you'll know babe,
When I get you alone,
When I get you alone...
She leaned down and parted her lips which moulded with mine perfectly. I started moving my lips with hers and I felt her smile into the kiss. I swear I'm in heaven right now... or so I thought until I brushed my tounge against her lips, silently asking for access which she gladly granted and that's when I heard her moan. And OH MY FUCK it was the most heavenly-ist sound I've ever heard. She started looking for some sort of frictions as our tounges started battling for dominance and that's when she started rocking into me and I let out a throaty moan which in return I felt her smirk in success. If I die now, I'll be an EXTREMELY happy woman...
When I get you alone...
(Ahhhhhhhhh yeahhhhhhhhh!)
Oh my god that was so...
"Aunty Tana?" What the? Since when does Brittany call me- "Aunty Tana!" I felt someone tug on my shirt. 'This is some fucked up bullshit!' I thought as Brittany started to disappear and my world faded to black. Oh fuck not again...
"Throw Aunty Tana with a pillow, Beth." I faintly her Quinn chuckle. I open my eyes just in time to see Beth holding a pillow over her head. When she saw me opening my eyes she beamed in excitement.
"Tana!" She dropped the pillow on the floor and jumped up to hug me.
"Hey!" I said half asleep. "How's my favorite girl doing?" I smiled at her. I was entirely pissed off inside though, not a Beth, ofcourse not, I mean who can be angry at her. I'm just pissed that it was a dream, actually I'm pissed at Brittany for making me feel like this with her perfect blonde hair, perfect body, beautiful blue eyes that can... This is just making it worse! Next thing I knew Beth was off my lap and running to Q who was apparently in the kitchen. I hear Robin Thicke start to sing again:
Baby girl where you at?
Got no strings,
Got men attached.
Can't stop that feeling for long.
No...
Huh? Wasn't this song just?... I find out that my headphones are still in my ears and Robin Thicke's song 'When I Get You Alone' playing softly in my ear, apparently it has been playing on a loop for 2 hours straight. No wonder! I slap my hand to my head.
"Hey Santana." Quinn smiled at me while keeping Beth. "What's wrong?" She asked curiously. Apparently I looked destressed. WELL DUH! I just had the best dream ever and it sucked because well... it was a dream!
"Bad dream." I shrugged. Pssssh! Like I'm gonna tell her about that... 'Hey, Q! I had a near sex dream about Brittany S. Pierce. You know, the girl I'm currently trying to avoid?'
"Want some coffee?" She offered.
"No, thanks Q. After today I'm totally off that shit for a while!" We chuckled. I swear I had caffeine running through my veins fro the past 2 weeks.
"S, you got a text!" Quinn shouted from the kitchen. Wait... where the fuck was my phone? "Here." I jumped a little when I heard Q's voice behind me.
"Thanks." I gave her a small smile which she returned. She handed me her phone and I instantly opened the text.
From BrittBritt:) to Santana. Tuesday, 04:41pm
I knw u'll prbly ignre this text like all the othrs bt San I really would love to talk. Myb sumtime over coffee? Miss you... :(
xoxo - Britt
"So who's it from?" Quinn sang in a knowing tone. That bitch was standing behind me while I read it!
"As if you don't already know..." I rolled my eyes.
"Whatever. So what you gonna say? You know you can't avoid her forever."
"I know, I know, I know!" I repeated. She doesn't have to tell me! "I know.. And that's why I have to sort it out. I miss her too."
"Awwwwww... Look at Sanny grown up and in love!" She pinched my cheeks and I immedietly smack her hands away from my face. Who knows where that fingers have been?
"Suck my imaginary dick Q!" Quinn instantly smacked me on my shoulder and put her finger over her lips and pointed to Beth who was sitting in the corner on the floor playing with her toys. "Sorry." I raised my hands in defence.
I got my phone out again, re-read Brittany's text, opened up a new message window and after a few mintues of thinking, typing and deleting, I pressed sent.
To BrittBritt:) From Santana. Tuesday, 04:58pm
We need 2talk, I knw. Not over coffee though... after 2day Im sick of that shit. How abt Hot chocolate? 2mrw's Wednesday, so how abt ShuestersDiner 3?
- San
P.S: I miss you too :)
I sat there anxiously waiting but less than a mintue later my phone buzzed and a text came through.
From BrittBritt:) to Santana. Tuesday, 04:59pm
Sanny! :D You replied... :) You remembered the time and everything? I mean hw culd u nt? I come everyweek in the same time, order the same thng and... I'm babbling... in a text. Im so weird... I mean I'll be thr! :D I can't wait! Miss u lots :) :) :)
xoxoxoxo - BrittBritt :D
Awwww... she's adorable! I had this gigantic smile on my face when I saw the message, I even chuckled. Oh My God... This girl was turning me into mush...
To BrittBritt:) From Santana. Tuesday, 05:03pm
Hahahahaha* C U 2mrw Brittany.
- Sanny :)
"I wonder what tomorrow holds..." I said quietly to myself as I set my phone down on the coffee table with a smile on my face. "Quinn! Let's go! I wants to get mah Mickey D's on!"
A/N: So there's it! :D What will tomorrow hold? How will Brittany react to what Santana has to say? uhmmmm... we wonder! READ AND REVIEW! :D :D :D BRITTANA = END GAME. 10-15 reviews theni'll update! :) :) BTW TO all those who watch PLL - Today is A- DAY! Party! *whoop whoop* Happy dance!