Ciao a tutti, thanks a lot for always taking the time to review, you're always so kind with me, hope you'll like this new chapter.
As Sam3472 said in her review, things were going too well. Actually something a little bad is coming in this chapter. Even in the fairytales at one point, things turn bad. Will they work things out? I bet so
Please let me know what do you think... ENJOY!
Chapter 10 – Real love stories never have endings. - Richard Bach
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"Hey, can I come in?" – The blonde assistant asked from the door.
Santana looked at her with a puzzled expression. – "You never ask for it Britt." – She giggled.
Brittany entered in the office closing the door behind. – "How are you doing?"
"Well, I'm busy but I'd say good. It's actually the first time, since I'm here, that I can finally see these papers neat. It's been a long hard war… But I made it." – She shrugged proudly.
"I knew you would." – The blonde smiled softly.
"What about you? How is my… girlfriend doing?." – She smiled at her own words while she was getting up from the chair.
The blonde pursed her lips holding a smile. – "You like say it, don't you?"
Santana put her arms around Brittany waist. – "I do… you don't?"
"It sounds good." – Brittany caressed Santana's black locks with her fingers. - "Also… Don't forget that it was my idea."
"It was a great idea, especially because it was during a great moment."
Brittany blushed thinking about the first time they slept together, and the first time she ever slept with a woman.
After it happened, they spent all night cuddling in each other arms. It felt good and so right to be there for Brittany.
The Latina ducked her head on one side, as if to observe better the woman in front of her. – " Look who we have here, red cheeks is back." – She scoffed amused.
"Stop Santana." – Brittany rolled her eyes.
"You're adorable Brittany Pierce." – The brunette kissed sweetly both the girl's cheeks. – "And most important thing… now you're mine… I want to yell it to the world." – Santana chuckled but the blonde woman didn't look very enthusiastic.
Brittany swallowed and sighed before speaking in a low tone. – "San, speaking of that… I wish we could keep it as a secret for a little more." – She said very with caution.
Santana narrowed her eyes in confusion. – " I thought you were now comfortable with our relationship Britt… I mean the other night at the concert we were very close in front of everybody… you didn't care."
"I know but… that was a neutral place." – Brittany pursed her lips with a sad look in her eyes, she knew she was disappointing the Latina.
Santana slowly retired her arms from Brittany's waist, and the blonde immediately felt the loss of the contact.
"I don't get it Britt."
The assistant quickly cupped Santana's face, locking their eyes together in a deep look. – "Santana, I'm so happy with you, and I do wanna be with you… remember? The exclusive thing was my idea…" – She sighed heavily without moving her gaze from the brunette. – "It's just that I still am afraid…I don't have your confidence. I wish I could, but I don't… Please just give me more time and we can work things out together." – Brittany was begging the girl with those trembling blue eyes.
Santana closed her eyes for a moment, sensing that Brittany's look was looking deep inside of her.
She felt as naked as she was while they were making love, she felt vulnerable and the feeling made her shiver.
When she opened the eyes, Brittany was still there, pleading for an answer.
Santana took Brittany's wrists, keeping the blonde's hands on her cheeks. – "Ok… I will give you time Brittany… but…"
"I won't hurt you San!" – She interrupted the girl shaking her head.
Brittany took Santana's lips in hers and kissed her passionately, Santana's arms were back on Brittany's hips while the kiss deepened even more.
When reluctantly they pulled apart a smile appeared on their faces.
"We will make this work." – Brittany said. – "I know we will, 'cause I know that I want to be so yours… Proudly so."
Another kiss seemed to wiped out their fears momentarily.
Santana POV
I didn't want to let Brittany see it, but I was totally freaking out about her insecurity.
After what I had been through with Emily my trust in people was constantly on the razor's edge. I knew she was being honest with me, I appreciated it, but on the other hand I was scared as hell to have my heart broken… again!
Have you ever had your heart broken? Have you ever felt lost even if surrounded by millions people? I did, it just sucks.
I'm not a quitter though, I fought for love in the past, and I wasn't afraid of fight for it again, but I was afraid of find out that the fight wasn't worth it.
Then the thought of Brittany came to my mind, her angel face, her eyes. God, those eyes, I could feel them entering into my soul everytime she looked at me.
Blue as the see, piercing as a bright light, but also sweet and kind as a touch.
I couldn't help but smile, and the answer was there in front of me: She was definitely worth the fight! All the feelings she gave me were definitely worth the fight!
Day by day Britt and I were becoming closer, at work our relationship was made of stolen glances, fleeting touches, quick make out sessions in my office. I felt like back in high school, hiding things was definitely stimulating somehow, but it wasn't enough anymore. Especially because time was passing so fast, and within a week and half my pseudo Italian vacancy would be over.
The relationship with Brittany and my job at the company were keeping my mind completely busy, so busy to forgot about it, until Puck remind me during one of our phone conversations.
"So, you think that for when you leave everything will be settle?"
"Yes, of course Puck. I took care of everything… anyway I still have plenty of time. Why are you worrying?" – I said rolling my eyes.
"A week and half Santana, do you call it plenty of time?" – He scoffed me. – "Maybe you weren't that bored if you didn't notice that your time there is almost over."
"A week? How…" – I glanced quickly at the calendar. I couldn't believe it. – "You're right, I didn't notice it." – My eyes were still on the 8th of January, the 'goodbye day'.
He chuckled in the phone. – "That's good. Isn't it? You will finally be back in NYC Lop'. We actually miss you."
"Can I ask you a question?" – I said trying to remain calm.
"Sure Lopez, what is it?"
"I was wondering… how about Brit.. I mean the assistant Pierce? Will she leave as well?"
"Mhmm… I don't think so Santana, her tenure is scheduled until March I guess."
Suddenly I could feel tears forming in my eyes. – "Isn't she my assistant? She should come with me." – My tone was firm but low.
"Santana, the contract provides for her to stay in Italy for the provided period."
"Then change it Puck…"
"San there are lots of competent assistants here. You can choose whoever you want."
"I want her then."
After that outburst the silence took the spot in the conversation for a couple of seconds, then Puck asked me what I was expecting to be asked. - "I don't understand… why are you being so stubborn about this Santana?"
I knew that Brittany wanted to keep it as a secret, but I couldn't risk to lose her. – "Because I think I love her Puck."
I guessed that Puck was totally speechless, so I tried to explain better the situation. – "I know that I haven't told you before, and I'm sorry but it's been and it still is a complicated thing. I tried so hard to push the feelings for her away because I was afraid of being hurt… But truth is that during this days she made me the happiest person in the world. I don't wanna lose her Puck." - Now my voice was shaking.
"Santana I thought I was your best friend. You should have told me about this. I'd have been nothing but happy for you."
"I know… I'm sorry."
He sighed. – "San I'll see what I can do.. I can't promise you anything though."
"It's ok.. thanks Puck."
"Sorry San, I have to ask you this before I do anything… Is she willing to come with you?"
Now I was the one speechless. Thanks Puck. I didn't know what to say, what If Brittany didn't want to leave Italy with me?
"San.. are you still there?"
I shook my head. – "I guess she is. I need to talk to her… just give me a day… would you?"
"Alright… a day. San please, take care of yourself… I love you."
"Me too, I'm so sorry for shouting you out. Thanks for everything."
"It's ok… but don't do it again Lopez, or next time I'll fire you." – He said amused, a smile appeared on my face as well.
"Promise. Bye."
I sighed deeply, rubbing an hand on my forehead. I needed to ask her about that as soon as was possible, the thought of me leaving Italy by myself was killing me. What if the distance would make things even harder for us?
I called her in her office to invite her over for dinner. – "Santana?" – She said.
"Hey… are you busy tonight?"
"Mhmm… yes?"
She was? With who? – "Really?"
She giggled in the phone. – "Yes, with you silly… What do you have in mind?"
I sighed in relief. – "I was thinking about a dinner… my place.. at 8.30?"
"Sounds great.. do I have to bring something?"
"Just yourself…" – I said sweetly.
"Ok… I look forward to it."
"Me too… See you."
I hung up the phone and I took my head in the hands. I knew it, love means troubles!
"Que Dios me ayude"
My eyes were stuck on the watch in the living room. 8,25 pm.
Everything was already settled for the dinner, the pasta was in the oven, the candles were lit, a red rose was waiting for Brittany on the table in front of her chair.
I was obviously nervous, I thought to call Quinn, but… I didn't want her to know about this situation. She'd be worried for me. Finally I heard the knock on the door.
I opened it, finding my girlfriend behind it. My girlfriend.. that still sounds weird. But definitely in a good way.
"Hey…" – She greeted me with a peck on the lips. – "Wow… what an atmosphere Santana." – She exclaimed looking around.
"Only for you." – I replied.
She took the rose from the table, then she looked at me with adoring eyes. – "It's beautiful. Thanks."
I took some steps forward until I was in front of her. – "You are the beautiful one." – I kissed her again. -"The pasta is almost ready, make yourself at home." - I said before entering in the kitchen.
The dinner went on pretty quietly, we chatted about lots of things, as we always did.
It was lovely talking to her, it was easy and freeing.
Taking another sip of the red wine, I took her hand. I thought that it was the right moment to talk to her.
"Britt… I wanted to talk to you about something…" – I said.
She placed her glass on the table to give me her complete attention.
So did I, before speaking again. – "Britt today I noticed that in almost a week my tenure here will be over.. and I will be back in New York."
She raised her eyebrows looking surprised. – "What? It's already time?"
I chuckled a little, recognizing in her reaction the same of mine. – "Yes, I reacted exactly like you."
"My God Santana, I haven't though about it at all."
"I know… me neither. That's why I guessed it was time to make this conversation since.. you know? Things between us are going strong."
"Definitely." – She nodded giving me a smile.
That gave me the nerve to keep speaking. – "Britt I know that your contract lasts until March."
"How do you know that? We've never talk about it." – She frowned.
"I asked Puck. Is that a problem? I was only curious…"
"No.. what? Of course not… It's kinda sweet that you care about me."
"Of course I do…" – I squeezed her hand and took a breath. – "I also asked Puck if there was the chance for you to come back in New York with me…"
She blinked swallowing. – "You did?"
"I don't want to leave you here Britt. I want you to come with me."
"Santana… I don't know what to say."
I narrowed my eyes. – "Then say you will."
"I… wish I could but I can't quit my job here…"
"Britt you will work in New York, in Puck's company and we'll have the possibility to test our relationship in the real life."
"So you told Mr. Puckerman about us.." – She asked in a shake voice.
Those words gave me awareness of what was happening, she was scared!
"Puck is one of my best friends Brittany, you don't have to worry about him."
"Santana, I told you I wasn't ready. I told you that I'm not comfortable yet." – Her tone was louder then before, but it was full of insecurity.
Without think about it I raised my voice as well. - "Britt in a week I'll be gone… then what will happen? Uhh? Will I wait for you on the other side of the world until you will be ready?"
"That's not what I said Santana, but you should have talked to me before…"
"Before try to find a way to stay together… Yes, I get it." - I left her hand and crossed my arms around the chest.
Silence fell in the room, we weren't able to look at each other, but suddenly she raised from the chair and went to take her stuff from the couch.
I followed her with the eyes, afraid to talk again.
Before leave the house she stopped in front of me. – "Can't you see how much this hurts?"
"This not hurts for you only Britt. It hurts me as well." – I replied a little harshly.
"Well.. but you're not the one who's falling in love with a girl for the first time Santana, and probably for the first is a real love."
I raised quickly my head to meet her eyes one last time before she made her way to the door.
The red rose was left on the table.
A single tear escaped from my eyes, I couldn't lose her! Especially now that I knew that the feelings were mutual.
