A/N I was re reading the last chapter and realised it didn't make any sense at all. I'm sorry about that. My mind was really somewhere else when I was writing. This is not an update; however there are some changes from what used to be chapter 11. Again, I'm sorry.

Chapter 11

Santana's P.O.V

Quinn, Brittany and I decided to walk to the same Starbucks we met. It wasn't exactly close but we wanted a change of air. When we got there Quinn surprised me when she said today was on her. Brittany and I exchanged a look and I could tell it surprised her too. We told her what we wanted and she said she'd be back soon.

I don't really talk much. But I notice a lot of things therefore making me read people really well. I noticed Brittany kept avoiding eye contact with me and didn't really talk to me unless I talked to her first. I knew she was upset. And I knew it was because of me.

"Hey." I said softly. She looked up. "About the other night." I started saying but stopped when I saw she shook her head.

"I get it." She whispered. She was uncomfortable. I could tell.

"Just hear me out okay?" I asked her softly and she looked at me and nodded. Now that I had her attention I couldn't find the words to tell her. "I'm sorry." I said shakily. I took a breath and hoped that was enough to keep my voice in check. "I didn't mean to yell at you. I didn't mean for that to happen either. I'm sorry for avoiding you." I said above a whisper, but my voice was still steady.

"But-"Brittany whispered too.

I cut her off. "Please just let me finish." I asked her softly. I looked from the table to meet her eyes and she was blushing, mouthing a 'sorry' but didn't say anything. I took that as my cue to keep going. "I don't really talk that much about anything, yet you were there for me when I needed someone." She smiled at me when I said that. "And I know that you must have a lot of questions, and I can't really blame you for it, but I'm not ready to talk about it." I took a deep breath. "I'm not sure I ever will." I admitted, my eyes leaving hers and falling on the table.

"Santana." She said softly. I lifted my head to meet her eyes. "I get it. I just want to get to know you. If something is off-limits just say it. I can respect that.

That sounded fair. I nodded. "I like you." I said. I didn't even think about it. It just came out. When I realised what I just said I opened my mouth to say something but Brittany beat me to it.

She smiled. "I like you, too." I smiled back at her.

At the same time Quinn came back, managing the three cups in her two hands. She looked between us two, clearly missing onto something. "What are you two smiling at?" She asked. We looked at her and then back at each other and bursted out laughing.

We made small talk for what seem like an hour before Brittany started looking weird. "You okay there, Britt?" Quinn asked her, she must have noticed too.

"I just feel like I forgot something important. But I can't remember what." Brittany admitted. Quinn and I exchanged a look. "OH! I was supposed to teach Santana the choregraphy!" I looked at her and smiled, she was adorable.

"Uh Britt?" Quinn said softly and Brittany looked at her. "Somehow I don't think it's really a problem."

"Oh right." Brittany said, remember what went down in the choir room. "It sucks." I looked at Quinn and we exchanged a smile. "I was looking forward to hearing you sing again." Brittany admitted. I think I blushed. But it didn't show.

"I have to admit it sucks, too." Quinn jumped in. "You would have been great." Quinn said with a smile.

Ugh I hated those blondes. Always making me second guessing my decisions. "Guys." I tried to stop them, but Brittany cut me off.

"Is there anything I can do to make you change your mind?" She asked. "Anything?"

Now what not the time to have a dirty mind. But down in the gutter my mind had gone. I looked at Quinn and I think my mind wasn't alone in that gutter. I looked back at Brittany and she was looking at me her eyes hopeful.

"I don't know." I admitted. "I really don't want to have to face that guy again."

"But you don't have to be afraid." Brittany said. "He's not gonna do anything."

"I know. But I might." I said quickly. Quinn and Brittany looked at me completely lost. "I have rage." I said as a matter of fact.

They laughed. "I bet you do." Quinn said between chuckles. She quickly calmed down. "But hey, just think about it, maybe?" I looked at her then at Brittany. Ugh those damn blondes.

"I'll think about it." I said and they both had that look on their faces. You know like when you're a kid and you ask your parents something and they say maybe but you're happy anyway because at the end you just know they are gonna say yes. They had that look.

We got out the coffee shop not long after and walked back to school to get our cars. We exchanged our numbers and Quinn offered to drop me off at my house but I politely declined her offer. A lot had happened today and I needed some 'me' time to figure it all out. First, that asshole. His words didn't really hurt that bad but I guess that can only be a reason to why I don't really open up. I was more upset about Brittany than him. The look in her eyes when he said those words... It was she saw him for the really first time. And Brittany. I shooked my head. I wouldn't go there. I couldn't.

A/N Now this is a better chapter. I'm sorry again for posting the other one. Chapter 12 should be posted tomorrow.