a/n: I'm so sorry if I suddenly went MIA! I'm having super tough days right now. I hope you understand and will continue reading my story.

Chapter 11: Explanation

I felt it had been ages since I had last been to Artie's place.

There was more stuff in there than I had remembered and the furniture had been rearranged. "Your room looks totally different," I commented.

Artie's lips twitched in a smirk. "Are you regretting turning down the offer to live with me?" he joked. I wasn't in the mood to laugh with him so I just nodded in lieu of a response.

Suddenly the smirk was wiped off Artie's face and he looked shocked and worried. "If it's still open, I'd like to think about it." I said without thinking. Why did I say that? In an instant, I regretted it.

"Sure." Artie gulped.

Seeing Artie's nervous reaction made me feel like it was a stupid idea. Why did I always say the wrong thing to him? He probably felt that being with me was like a roller coaster. First I would tell him I didn't want to live with him, and now I'm saying that I think I do.

Why did I say that anyway? Do I want to live with Artie? No! I don't! Then why did I say that?

"I figured that something had happened at the apartment, that's why you came here." I remembered what Quinn told me earlier and it made me think.

Is that why I said that to Artie? Is it really because of what I saw in the apartment? Is it because of Santana? Why? What does she mean to me anyway? As more and more questions flooded my mind, I noticed Artie fixing his bed for us.

No, that's not it! I said that because I love Artie and I want to be with him.

After few days of them performing at the bar, it was finally the Black Bat's last night. To be honest, I was quite relieved that they were leaving. Not that it has anything to do with what I saw in the apartment.

It was just that every time they performed, half of the crew was acting weird. Yes, half of the band had worked and had history with some of them but they didn't need to act strange. It was making me feel strange just by association!

"This is the last day that Finn will be here, what's Rachel's plan?" Kurt asked me while the Black Bats were playing.

Oh yeah! I almost forget about Rachel. She was kind of the reason that I bothered Quinn to tell me everything that happened.

"I don't know, Rachel didn't tell me anything." I answered.

"Well, that's a shame. I hate Rachel, but I was rooting for her and Finn." Kurt sighed.

I looked up at the drummer on the stage and wished I could do help him and Rachel; but this was the last day that the band was going to be here. What can I do? Besides what if Quinn still had feelings for Finn and I helped Rachel? She might get mad at me and that's the last thing I wanted to have happen.

Then I remembered something. "Did that Puck guy and Santana get back together?" I curiously asked Kurt. I think I saw him at the apartment last night. I pretended that I wasn't sure, even though I was almost one hundred percent sure that it was him.

If what I saw was true, then there would be a reason for them to stay. There would be a reason for Finn to stay. Right?

"So that's why you've been avoiding me!" Santana snuck up on us from behind. I quickly turned around to face her.

"I have to go inside." Kurt excused himself.

I looked back at Santana, who had a half-smile on her face. I'm not avoiding you, it's just I don't know what to say to you after what I saw.

"I'm not avoiding you." I denied her allegation.

Santana looked a bit worried. "You know everything, don't you?" she asked. I didn't answer her. I didn't know what she was asking about. Was it about their bizarre past or was it what I saw last night?

Santana glanced on the stage and sighed heavily. "I'll drive you home tonight!" she ordered. "So I can explain myself." I was surprised that she wanted to. Though she didn't need to, I was glad to hear it.

After work, I sat and waited for Santana in the parking lot of the bar. I left pretty early so no one would see me because I don't want to ruin her tough facade. If everyone saw me with her, they might think Santana had lost her edge.

A door opened. I thought it was Santana, so I stood up with a big smile, but I didn't see her. Instead I saw Quinn.

"What are you doing here Britt? Are you waiting for me?" Quinn asked. She probably thought I was, since she always gave me a ride after work. "Sorry, I thought you were going to spend the night with your boyfriend." she apologized. Well, that was really my original plan but Santana said she was going to explain herself. "Let's go home then." Quinn took her keys from her white bag and walked towards her car.

Oh no, what am I doing to say? I'm waiting for Santana, not her. Could I tell her the truth? No! I know! I'll just sneak in Santana's place later. Yeah, that sounds good, but what if Puck shows up again?

"I…" One short syllable fell from my lips. What am I doing to do? Quinn looked at me with a question on her face.

"Actually, Brittany was waiting for me!" Santana's voice rang out from behind me. I rapidly turned to look at her. She was looking at Quinn with a smug expression on her face. I shifted my head back to Quinn. The smile that had previously been on Quinn's face dissipated immediately.

It was just like when I first met them. The vibe that I'm getting was the same. It felt I was between a fire and ice.

"And why would Brittany wait for you?" Quinn asked.

Then we noticed the whole staff was standing there, wondering what was going on. Everyone was there- it was like there's a meeting gathering in the parking lot.

"Brittany, I thought you were going crash at Artie's?" Mike noticed. Everybody's eyes suddenly transferred to me, even Quinn and Santana's.

Everyone had heard Mike so I had no choice but to answer his question. "Yeah, but something came up." I answered Mike, looking over at Santana.

"Q, can you give me ride? I didn't bring my car." Blaine suddenly walked towards us and got rid of the awkward feeling.

That was weird, what's with Santana and Quinn? Are they fighting over me choosing which of them I'm going to have a ride home? Well, that's stupid!

"Ready to go home?" Santana asked. Hearing that from Santana's lips made me feel happy for some reason.

"I'm not going to ask who told you about what happened between Finn, Rachel, Puck, Quinn, and me in the past." Santana said as she started the engine. That's good because I really didn't want to ask her about that. "Because what you heard was probably true" she added. I had expected her to make some lame excuse about what she did but she was actually admitting it. For some reason, hearing Santana's explanation made me dizzy. I was so shocked.

It also made me really sad. I thought her bitchy attitude was just her wall and deep inside she was a super nice person, because every time I was with her, that was how I felt.

Santana noticed my sudden frown so she pulled over into some dark parking lot. "I did that for Quinn!" Santana fervently explained. For Quinn? "Quinn cheated because she thought there was something going on between Finn and Rachel. She regretted doing that but in the end Finn choose Rachel. Her pride got hurt!" She leaned her back in her seat. "And it's freaking annoying to see that." She looked irritated saying that. "So I planned the best revenge- not just for Finn, but to everyone who was involved." It made her smile a little. She was proud of what she did.

"By taking Finn's virginity?" The question slipped out of my mouth. "Did you know that everyone thinks you're a bad person because of that?" I asked, shifting closer to her.

"I know, but I don't give a crap about what they think!" she answered. But I do! I care about what they say and think about her. I don't want people think that she's a slut!

Then Santana turned to the rear mirror, but she didn't open the door. She just suddenly faced there as if she was hiding her face from me. "But I can't let you think like that." she said very softly. I was surprised to hear that and I couldn't help but to smile. I felt that the world just stopped moving and I was on heaven with her. I don't know why I'm getting this sensation but I sure like it!

For some reason, I didn't want Santana to see my smile so when she shifted back to me, I quickly returned to a straight face.

She sighed, disappointed. "Oh, come on, Britt! Isn't my explanation enough?" Santana though I was mad at her for what she did. I didn't respond - not because I was mad or anything, but because I was trying my best not to laugh at her. I'm not mad at her. There is no way I can ever be mad at her.

"You really want to help horrid and giant troll, don't you?" Santana misunderstand and asked me. What? No, well, of course I do, but there is nothing we can do about it now. Finn's probably in San Francisco right now.

"But I'm not…" I tried to tell her that it wasn't because of Finn and Rachel but before I could finish, my sentence got cut off as she started the engine of the car.

"Then I guess I could help you." she added with much lower voice. Wait, there's a way? Well, if there is really a way then I would like to be part of it. I love seeing a happy ending.

"There is?" My eyes grew bigger and I almost jumped her seat in excitement. "How? And would you really do it for them? For Rachel?" I added more questions.

Santana laughed a little as she drove. "If it would stop you from avoiding me!" She gave a small answer, but that was all it took to make me speechless.

But I wasn't avoiding her! She's doing this all for me. I didn't know I had that effect on her. Knowing that made me smile again, so big that I didn't think it was possible to hide it anymore.

The next day was our day off and it was the perfect day to pull off Santana's brilliant plan.

The plan was pretty simple. Drag Rachel to come with us to San Francisco and make sure Rachel talk to Finn. Santana said they just need a little push to get together and make up.