Sorry this took so long guys, but I had to find a way to fit Quitt into the story. Anyway here it is and I hope you enjoy!
Quinn and I are staring at each other both of us wide-eyed and shocked. Brittany however, is still sitting on top of Quinn smiling all cheery as if I didn't just catch them making out. I want to ask 'how the hell did this happen?' But, I'm way too surprised to even speak.
"Why are you guys being so quiet?" Brittany asks finally bringing me back to reality
"Why are you two making out on Quinn's couch? You're dating Artie and you," I gasp pointing to Quinn "You're dating Sam, and you're straight!"
"Britt, maybe you should go to my room and I'll talk to San." Quinn says calmly, because Britt looks like she's upset about something
"Ok." Brittany smiles weakly before giving Quinn one more kiss and heading upstairs
"What the hell did I just walk in on?" I ask in a stern voice. These two are my best friends. Why wouldn't they tell me something like this
"Sit down." Quinn says before she sits up on the couch to make room for me
"What exactly have you and Britt done on this couch?"
"Just kiss." Quinn rolls her eyes "Now sit your ass down."
"Fine." I huff before I throw myself onto the couch "Now talk."
"I don't know where to begin." Quinn runs her fingers through her hair and takes a deep breath "I'm not even sure what happened."
"What do you mean, you're not sure what happened?" I ask partly annoyed and partly confused "Let me get you up to speed, you had your tongue shoved down Brittany's throat!"
"I am aware of that part, Santana!" Quinn shouts "I'm just confused."
"How did it happen?" I ask calmly
"Brittany showed up crying, because Artie called her stupid again."
"Again?" I shout "If I hear that he calls her stupid one more time, I might accidentally push him off stage during rehearsal." Britt and Artie have this fight every couple weeks. Brittany will say something wrong, then Artie would call her stupid. I told Britt to leave him the first time it happened, but she said she loved him too much.
"I don't think I'd stop you." Quinn chuckles "Anyway, she was crying and I was comforting her. Britt told me that you and I were her best friends, and before I could say it back, she kissed me."
"How did one kiss turn into a full on make out session?" I'm still trying to process what just happened, and Quinn is taking her sweet time explaining it
"You've kissed Britt!" Quin shouts "You should know she's good with her tongue!"
"Alright!" I shout disgusted "I don't need all of your dirty little details!" Quinn nods before she sighs and lowers her head "What's on your mind?"
"I don't know what to do." She whispers "I'm dating Sam, and Britt is technically still with Artie."
"But?"
"Kissing her felt so right." Quinn starts crying and my best friend instincts kick in as I wrap my arms around her
"Q, do you have feelings for Britt?" I ask carefully, because I don't want to confuse her anymore than she obviously is
"I don't know." She whispers "I always thought she was a beautiful, loving, and amazing person, but it's Britt. Doesn't everyone think that about her?"
"Well, anyone with a brain can see how amazing Brittany is." I explain as I start running my fingers through her hair "But, not everybody shoves their tongues down her throat just because they know how amazing she is." Quinn blushes before she turns her head away from me
"I'm so confused." She whispers
"How does Britt feel about this?"
"I don't know." Of course she doesn't know. How the hell could they talk when it looked like they were trying to swallow each other
"How about I go talk to her?" I offer before Quinn slides away from me "I'll be right back if you need me."
"Ok." She nods before I run upstairs to talk to Brittany. I get to Quinn's room and find Britt playing just dance on the x-box
"Hey, San." Britt says as she finally notices me
"Hey, Britt." I smile "Can we talk?"
"Sure." Britt says "Let me finish this dance."
"Ok." I nod as I sit on Quinn's bed. I laugh when I notice that Britt knows the dance even better than the game, because she's like two steps ahead of it. Sometimes I wonder why Britt even bothers to play if she's going to dance faster than the damn game anyway
"All done!" Britt shouts excitedly before she throws herself on Quinn's bed "What did you want to talk about, San?"
"You know exactly what I want to talk about." Britt may act dumb at times, but everyone knows she's a not
"You want to talk about Quinn and I getting our mack on, don't you?"
"I'm just confused about this." I confess "Why were you kissing Quinn?"
"What's there to be confused about?" Brittany shrugs "Quinn's hot and I wanted to kiss her."
"That's it?" I look at her confused "You don't have feelings for Quinn?"
"Why?" Britt asks hopeful "Does she have feelings for me?"
"You totally like Quinn!" I shout before Britt covers my mouth with her hand
"Shhh she'll hear you." I nod hoping she'll move her hand, but when she doesn't I lick it "San! I can't believe you licked my hand!"
"Really?" I smirk "After all the places I've had my tongue, you can't believe I would lick your hand?"
"Santana! Well, you're right but still." She shrugs
"So, do you like her or what?" I ask growing impatient
"Yes." She smiles "I like her a lot, but she's with Sam."
"And you're with Artie." I pointed out. Britt nods before she grabs her phone
"Now I'm not." She smiles
"Breaking up with him over text message?" Britt nods "Nice!" That's what he gets for calling her stupid "What about Sam and Quinn?"
"I don't know what to do about him." Britt whispers before she lowers her head
"Don't worry about it." I try comforting my best friend "Q would have to be crazy to pick froggy lips over you."
"I think I'm going to go home so she can think about it." I nod "I'm going to talk to her real quick before I leave."
"Ok." I say before Britt runs downstairs
I've been so busy freaking out that I forgot why I came here in the first place. I needed to talk to Quinn about this whole Finn situation. Seeing him cry made me feel weird. It's not guilt though! It can't be guilt! He's the one who started this when he put his hands on my girl! I just needed Quinn to tell me that I shouldn't feel guilty. I certainly wasn't expecting to walk in on her and Britt making out. I decide that I've given those two enough time to talk, so I head downstairs. I walk into the living room and them going at it again! They're like Fucking animals! I lower and shake my head before I run into Quinn's bathroom to grab something. I smirk when I find a spray bottle and run back to the loving room.
"Down! Off the couch!" I shout before I start spraying them with what I guess is cold water, because they start shivering
"Damn it, Santana!" Quinn shouts before she grabs the bottle "That's fucking cold!" Haha told you
"I thought you were two were going to take time to think about this."
"We are." Britt says before she kisses Quinn one more time "I'll see you guys tomorrow." Britt says cheerfully before she skips out the door
"You guys are unbelievable." I say before I sit on the love seat, because I now fear the couch "Do you want to talk about it?"
"No. I think I just need time to think about it." I nod understandingly, because I know how hard it is to question your sexuality "I'm kind of glad that you showed up before we went further, but why did you come here, San?"
"I needed to talk to you about something." I say before I take a deep breath "You know what happened between Finn and I this morning, right?"
"Yeah." Quinn chuckles "He gave you a thank you card? Seriously?"
"Yeah." I sigh
"What's wrong?"
"I saw him crying earlier, and it made me feel weird." I confess
"Guilty?"
"I don't want to feel guilty!" I shout jumping off the love seat "He started all of this when he yelled at my girlfriend and slammed me into a wall."
"I'm not going to disagree." Quinn says. See. I knew she would make me feel better "But, that doesn't mean that what you feel isn't guilt."
"What?" So much for counting on Quinn "You're suppose to tell me that I shouldn't feel guilty."
"I could tell you that, Santana. But, it wouldn't matter." I give her a confused look "If you truly feel guilty, then nothing I say will make you feel better. There's only one thing that will make you feel better."
"No." I know exactly what she's talking about. She wants me to apologize to Finn
"Yes." Quinn whispers before she stands up and places her hand on my shoulder
"I can't!" I shout not really angry, but horrified at the idea of apologizing to Finn
"You must."
"I don't think I can." What the hell am I suppose to do?
"Have you told Rachel how you feel?" Quinn asks
"I don't want her to say 'I told you so.'" I sigh 'So, no I haven't told her."
"Maybe you should." Quinn might have a point. Rachel might rub in the fact that she was right, but she's smart when it comes to this stuff
"You're right." I sigh "I'll tell her tonight when she calls to say good night." Quinn smirks before she starts laughing "What the hell is so funny?"
"She calls to say good night?" I nod "San, you really have gone soft!" She laughs harder, so I punch her arm "Ow!"
"Does that feel soft to you?" I smirk
"Bitch!" She shouts rubbing her arm
"I think I'm going to leave now." I say when I notice the time "I have to talk to Marisol before Rachel calls."
"About what?"
"I promised to tell her how Finn's face looked when he saw the thank you card."
"Your sister can be scarier than you sometimes." Quinn laughs "But, she's really good at looking after you."
"Yeah she is." I smile "I'm going to head out. Text me later if you need me."
"Ok." Quinn nods before I run out the door "Bye San!"
"Later Q!"
This day certainly did not turn out the way I expected. I certainly thought I would spend the day just laughing at Finn, but that didn't happen. I know for damn sure that I did not expect seeing my best friends making out. (That's still hard to believe) I chuckle at the thought, because who would of thought that Quinn Fabray would be captain of Queerios. But, the biggest shocker is that I think that I really do feel guilty about Finn. I can hear Rachel saying I told you so already.
I get home and head straight to my room. I sigh heavily before I throw myself on my bed. This stupid guilty feeling is like eating me alive! It won't go away, no matter how hard I try to convince myself that I didn't do anything wrong.
"Bitch!" I hear Marisol shout from downstairs
"I'm in my room!" I shout back and laugh when I hear her running upstairs
"How'd it go?" She asks before she jumps onto my bed
"Great, at first." I answer honestly
"What happened?" Marisol asks consirned "What did he do?"
"Calm down, Marisol." I know my sister cares about me, but I don't need her freaking out over nothing "He didn't do anything. It's just that I saw him crying earlier and-"
"You feel guilty!" Marisol shouts cutting me off
"I think so." I whisper before she starts laughing
"Rachel has totally made you soft!"
"She has not!"
"San," Marisol says before she places her hands on my shoulders and looks me straight in the eye "Yes she has." She whispers before she starts laughing again
"Whatever." I mumble "Aren't you going to tell me to stop feeling guilty?"
"Santana, stop being a pansy!" Marisol shouts "You're a Lopez! Lopez's don't feel guilty!" I smile at my sister's attempt to keep me from feeling guilty, but it doesn't work "You still feel guilty. Don't you?"
"I think so." I say because I couldn't bring myself to say yes
"You shouldn't." Marisol tries again and before I could say something my phone rings
"Get out!" I shout at my sister and she walks out laughing before I answer my phone
"Hello."
"Hey Sannie." I smile at my girl's exciting tone
"Hey Baby."
"Whipped!" Marisol yells from outside my door
"Can you hold on a minute, babe?" I ask
"Sure." Rachel answers before I put my phone down and grab something from my night stand. When I found out that Marisol likes listening to my phone calls, I bought an air horn for when she gets on my nerves. So, I grab it and make my way towards my door. I place my hand on the doorknob and open the door slowly
HONK!
"Ahhhh!" I scream as I fall to my ass and hear Marisol laughing. What the hell just happened?
"Like my air horn, San?" Marisol asks still laughing "I bought it after I found yours."
"You bitch!" I shout jumping off the floor "You've been going through my stuff again!"
"Duh!" She laughs "Rachel's still on hold."
"Oh shit!" I forgot about Rachel "Stay out of my stuff!" I shout one more time before I slam my door and pick up my phone "Sorry babe."
"That's alright, San." Rachel says laughing "I love listening to you and your sister fight."
"In that case, you should come over here more often."
"I really should." Rachel laughs "So, do you want to tell me what you were thinking about during glee."
"Yes." I sigh "I kind of think I might just feel a little bit guilty about what I did to Finn."
"I told you so." Rachel says giggling. I totally saw that coming
"I know you did." I laugh "You just know it all don't you?"
"Yes I do."
"I don't know what to do." I confess
"You have to apologize."
"I cant!" I shout "Not to Finn!"
"San, you'll continue to feel guilty until you do."
"Ok." I sigh "I'll talk to the big idiot tomorrow."
"How do you manage to insult him, even though you feel guilty?" Rachel asks
"I'm still me."
"Of coarse." Rachel laughs "You had to throw in an insult."
"I wouldn't be me if I didn't." We laugh
"I should probably let you go." Rachel says "You need to think about how you're going to apologize."
"Fine." I huff throwing myself on my bed "But, I'm not happy about it."
"You're so cute." Rachel laughs. if anyone else called me cute I would slap them, but when Rach says it, I blush "Goodnight, San."
"Goodnight, mi estrella." I say before we hang up
I guess I'm talking to Finn tomorrow. I have to apolog...to apolo...to say sor...sor... This might be harder than I thought.
hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! In the last chapter I used the song with me by sum 41, and I forgot to mention it was my cousin Andrea's idea, and when she found out she had a bitch fit. So, I'm telling you guys now. Are Happy Now Bitch!