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Chapter hash-tag eleven.
Chapter 11
Brittany led me into their living room where Mr. and Mrs. Pierce are sitting comfortably watching the news. I still felt slightly uncomfortable for just coming over.
"Ah, Santana. How do you do?" Mr. Pierce always tried to be funny sometimes it didn't work, and sometimes it did. But right now it was perfect timing and made me laugh.
So I played along. "Very well Sir thank you." I said as I made a bowing gesture.
That got the whole family laughing.
"Well played." Brittany said as she patted my back gently.
I looked too my right where she was standing and said "Thanks, is that more suitable material for you?"
All she did was laugh and smile as she led me out of the living room towards the kitchen.
"Hungry?" She said opening the fridge as I took a seat on one of the chairs.
"Sure, what do you have?" I didn't like being greedy but I truly was hungry and she offered.
"Humm, I can make grilled cheese if you want?" With that she looked down at me with her soft baby blue eyes. That look will never get old.
"Only if you're having one too." I didn't want to be the only one eating.
She laughed as she got out the butter and cheese. "Do you really think I'd make you food? That's your job don't you remember?" Brittany placed the items on the counter and made her way to the bread cupboard.
"Oh how could I forget so easily?" I said sarcastically. She just laughed. What a cute laugh.
Brittany got everything prepared and she looked like she could handle it herself. But what kind of guest would I be if I didn't offer my assistance.
"Do you need any help?" I didn't really want to help because there was something inside me that I just wanted to sit there and watch her move around the kitchen. She was beyond captivating.
"I'd thought you'd never ask." She turned around and smiled at me as I rose from the chair I was sitting in.
I walked over to the counter top and I didn't know what she wanted me to do so I asked. "What would you like me to do Miss Pierce?"
Brittany rose her head and looked at me; she had a surprised look on her face because I used a fake British accent.
"Well Miss Lopez why don't you help me butter this bread?" She returned the accent but she did a way better job than me. It actually sounded like she could be from Britain.
I was in awe with her ability to use a British accent. I didn't want to embarrass myself anymore so I spoke normally. "You're going to have to teach me how to perfect my accent."
I picked up a slice of bread and started to butter one side still thinking of the way her voice just changed like that. "If you say so, it's not very hard. You'll pick it up, guaranteed."
We continued to make the grilled cheese in silence. The silence wasn't awkward or anything, it was quite comfortable to be in Brittany's presents.
She made me eat the first one, she actually insisted because I'm the guest. There was no arguing with her with this stuff, because I'm sure she will win. Not because she's intimidating, just because I know I can't say no to her.
There is something going on inside of me I'm not sure what it is? Why do I feel different when I'm with Brittany? She is changing me slowly. Changing me into this nicer person...? I don't know but I feel my wall slowly crumbling down. I'm not sure if it is a good or bad thing. I just don't want to get hurt.
I finished my sandwich and waited for Brittany to finish hers. Usually I don't like listening to people eat, it just completely irritates me. With all of the disgusting sounds and just ew. But I swear anything that Brittany does will never seize annoy me, no matter how hard she tries.
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I ended up forgetting about my problems at home until Brittany motioned it. We are in the basement just like she said. She suggested watching some TV or even a movie. We settled on TV for now and a movie later.
"I'm glad you called me." She said seriously with her eyes glued to the screen sitting in the lazy boy. She must like that chair.
I was kind of taken back by her statement because we are in the middle of a TV program. It took me a few moments to register what she had said.
"Yeah me too, thank you for inviting me over Brittany." I looked at her from the futon I usually sit on but she was still watching the screen.
I was serious, I was honestly grateful for her inviting me I tried to portray that in my tone of voice. She must have picked up on it. What doesn't she miss? Let's be honest this girl catches everything. Brittany pealed her eyes away from the TV and her blue eyes landed on my chocolate brown ones.
"My pleasure Santana, I felt something wasn't right when you called me earlier and inviting you over was the least I could do." Can she get any more amazing like really.
"And I appreciate that, I just needed somewhere to go," I didn't want to say what I did but it just slipped out. I was unsure on how she would react. "You were the first person on my list to call." I said detaching our gaze and looked down at the carpet in front of me.
I can tell by the tone of voice Brittany is blushing. "Really? I was first?" Awh, she's so cute.
"Actually yeah, Britt you were first, I just dialed your number without even registering who I was calling." I didn't even notice that this was the first time I used the shorter version of her name. But clearly she did.
She didn't say anything her face just went blank. It's like she left the lights on but no one was home.
"Are you okay?" I said hesitantly, I didn't know why she randomly shut off.
"Oh, uh-yeah I'm fine," She said shaking her head back to reality. "It's just-" She stopped what she was saying and didn't continue.
So I encouraged her to keep going. I was curious on why she just blanked. "No, what is it?"
"It's stupid." Why is she being so timid?
"I bet it's not, nothing is ever stupid. You can tell me." I really wanted to know, she is intriguing me.
She opened her mouth to try and form words but nothing came out. She tried again and said, "its just no-no one has ever short formed my name before..."
Wait, is she serious. Her name is the easiest to do that for.
"Well allow me to be the first." I said offering a smile.
Brittany just nodded in response.
We both turned our attention back to the TV and continued to watch the program. Once the show was done Brittany looked at me and said, "So if you call me Britt, what do I call you?"
"That's not up to me to answer, whatever feels right. Apparently it just comes out naturally." It's true; I didn't even notice I said it.
Brittany put her hand up to her chin and made the thinking face she scrunched her eyebrows and everything.
"Humm." She paused and looked around trying to think of something.
"If you search for it, it's not going to come." I was starting to think I was talking about something else besides a nickname.
She put her hands down and just looked at me with a puzzled expression and said, "If you say so." But dragged on the last word.
"I'm serious Britt, whatever is meant to be will work out perfectly." I offered a quick smile.
Kay holds up da phone Lopez, what are you trying to say right now? What are your intentions?
She didn't say anything, I didn't say anything. No one spoke. I figured it was slightly awkward, because we are talking about nicknames and I kinda went all serious on her ass.
"I'm gunna go use the-the bathroom." I got up and made my way for the stairs.
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I used the Pierces facilities and once I was finished I couldn't help but think. My mind was in complete overdrive.
At this point I just wanted to forget about the shit that is going on in my life at home and just focus on tonight with Brittany and not having to deal with anything else right now. These added feelings and emotions I'm going through right now isn't helping my situation.
I just don't know how I'm feeling about her.
Yeah I've had boyfriends before. Puck was my most recent ex. We've been friends for God knows how long. Before everything went downhill with my family, our families used to do weekly dinners and outings together. But since then it's never been the same with our families.
Puck managed to help me though a lot of it, he was a genuine friend. We used to go on walks and he would advise me on how I should deal with a lot of the obstacles I was going through.
A huge plus was Carlos got along with him, really well. They played video games for hours and hours. Sometimes Puck would come over just to see Carlos and not me.
We dated in elementary school, grades 7 through 8 to be exact, my life was still on the fence and everything else was still tough to deal with.
But at random Puck started to change into a completely different person than who I've always known. He started to go through these stages. First he was all clingy and up in my grill sorta deal, then he became very distant, and then he was over protective. His actions and behaviour were all over the map. He was something else I had to keep my eye out for and I didn't need to babysit him that wasn't my job.
We went to this party his best friend Finn was throwing, it was a graduation party. There was alcohol involved and I got pretty sloshed. I don't quite remember much, well nothing after the last shot I took then I blacked out.
Blacking out is one of the scarcest things that has ever happened to me. Not knowing what you did, or what is going on. The last thing I remembered was standing in the kitchen taking shots with a group of people then the next thing I remember is waking up on my front yard with my pants undone, shirt ripped and my shoes off.
I don't know how I got there; I don't know what on earth happened to me. I don't remember anything in between those two events. And that scares the shit out of me, so much stuff could have happened.
Eventually, rumors spread around the school saying that Puck and I had sex. It could have happened; I don't remember I honestly don't. So I asked Puck himself. He was surprised I couldn't remember that we in fact had sex on my front lawn. Apparently I was the one encouraging him. Who knows.
What I find funny is that Finn's house is at least 10 blocks away from mine, so how did I even walk home and not kill myself on the way. I didn't even know Puck left the party with me. The whole thing is a blur; really wish I never got intoxicated to begin with, because I would have liked my first time to be memorable and not just some blacked out drunken sex parade.
So after the rumors stopped, others started. Apparently I became the school slut and slept with everyone including the teachers. Okay please tell me when this exactly happened? Just to make it clear, it didn't.
Us girls, we find out everything. I found out a few days later that Puck was the one who started the rumor about me.
Who does that? What did I do to you to make you start a rumor about me? We were best friends and then an item then you go ahead and do this to me? You pretty much raped me on my front lawn and now I'm the slut? Please explain that to me how that even works.
So I broke up with his sorry ass and since then I haven't been involved with anyone. To be honest I'm just too scared of getting hurt again. Yeah I act tough but I really don't want to have this massive pile of damage hanging on my shoulders for the next person to come along and dig and sort through.
I've had crushes since Puck, but nothing too serious.
I'll admit I might have a crush on Brittany. If what you call a crush is being attracted to that person then shall be it. She is a pretty girl; I'm not going to lie about that. I'm sure if you ask anyone on the street they would agree with me.
But I feel as when we are together it just feels right to be with her. I haven't felt that way before about anyone to be honest. Don't ask me why because I don't know. It just feels good. Wait...What am I saying? I don't know; I don't get anything right now. So confused.
This is what I need to figure out, and the only way to do that is to woman up and face the music. I can't hide in this bathroom forever and never confront my feelings. It's not possible. I just have to be careful no matter what I do.
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I returned to the basement with 2 glasses of Coke with ice cubes in it for Brittany and me. I guess you can say I felt a little guilty for taking a while in the bathroom. Once your mind goes down that thinking track there is no going back.
"Mmm, thank you Santana." Brittany said as I was handing her the beverage.
"So now what do you want to do Britt?" I said settling into the futon.
"How about you tell me what really is going on." I froze. I was in the middle of taking a sip of my drink and I just stopped in my tracks.
What is she talking about? Does she know I have a crush on her? Is she talking about what I said earlier? Oh god...She knows.
"Uh-what do you mean?" I tried my hardest to act cool and not to crack.
She took her sweet time to answer my question meanwhile I'm literally doing front hand springs in my mind.
Finally after making me suffer for what feels like an eternity she says, "Why you called me."
Wholly cow, a whole sign of relief lifted off of me. I was positive she was talking about something completely different.
"Oh ya that." I didn't want to talk about it right now. I just went through a marathon of gymnastics upstairs I really don't want to repeat it.
"It will never go away if you don't talk about it you know." Was all she said to me.
Brittany was right; I can't keep it in and never deal with it. All of my feelings will build and build after time and then when I can't take it anymore I will explode. And I can promise you that it won't be pretty.
She was patient, she never pushed me to tell her what and why I called her for. She just let me analyze the situation and take my time with it. It was very nice of her and I appreciated it.
A solid 7 minutes go by and I'm still trying to think of a way to explain this to her without getting my emotions all in a bunch.
Since she already knew about my father leaving and with my mother acting all weird there wasn't much information to fill her in on. But it was sure overwhelming news.
"Okay," I took a deep breath and said to myself it's now or never. "I had that talk with my mom today..."
I explained the whole story to her. It was hard for me to contain my emotions, they were high and low. But there was something about Brittany that kept me so calm when telling her. It was almost like she wasn't even there and I was just sitting there talking to myself.
All she did was nod her head along with my story. She never once interrupted me when I was in the middle of explaining it to her. There needs to be more people like Brittany in this world.
Once my story was done she got up off of the lazy boy and stood in front of me looking down at me.
"What?" I looked up at her with a confused expression.
"Stand up." Was all she said still standing in front of me.
So I complied with what she said and stood up. She extended her arms and pulled me into a well needed hug. This is exactly just what I needed from her. A simple embrace explains everything you can't.
I had a firm grip on her. I didn't want to let her go actually I wanted to stay here. I let out a few silent tears and continued to squeeze her to try and make the pain go away.
I'm not sure if the tears were for the problems in my life or the conflicted feelings towards her.
Here I am, vulnerable as ever and all Brittany did was take me in her arms. That's all it took for me to feel like someone cared and actually gave a shit about Santana Lopez.
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A few comfortable hours go by and things felt different between us. Not a bad different but a good one. It could be because I opened up to her when I rarely do, to anyone. I showed her a side of me that I certainly don't show anyone that has the ability to tare me down just as quickly. But I like this; I'm feeling content for the first time in a long time. Even with the crap that is going on right now, I'm actually happy sitting here on this futon watching TV, drinking soda and eating junk food with Brittany.
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"Do you want to go and get ready for bed, but we can pop in a movie and watch that?" Brittany suggested to me an hour or so later.
It is getting late actually; the wall clock reads 12:16am.
"Yeah sounds good to me." All I wanted was a restful sleep and that time is near so I was happy, anything when it comes to sleep. You know me.
We both rise from our seats and make our way up stairs; I bring my bag along with me to the bathroom I'm oh so familiar with. At the same time Brittany went up another flight of stairs to reach the top floor of her home to her bedroom.
I got changed into my red boxer shorts and my baggie black t-shirt. I pulled out the tooth brush out of my bag and brushed em suckers clean.
After that I'm finished. I walked out of the bathroom the same time Brittany reached the bottom of the stairs. Can you say perfect timing?
We both walked to the basement in our pajamas.
Once we reached the bottom of the stairs Brittany went right to her chair and I figured I'd sit on the futon. I crossed my legs uncertain on what to do next. A part of me wanted to sleep and other part wanted to stay up and be with Brittany.
"Want to watch a movie now?" She stood up and walked towards the movie stand.
"Yeah sure," Anything to spend more time with her.
This is what you call a movie collection the Pierces had every movie you could possibly think of. It was insane; I wonder how long it took them to make a collection like this.
"Got any preferences on which you want to watch?" She said browsing the massive collection.
I shook my head but her back was faced me so she clearly couldn't see me so I spoke up. "Not particularly, nope."
"As you can tell we have any movie you can think of." She turned around and faced me. "Want to watch something scary or funny?"
"Humm," I honestly didn't know what I was in the mood for.
You know you have to be in a certain type of mood for that specific movie, but right now I honestly didn't care. I was good with anything she chose.
"Have you seen any of the Saw's?" She asked me with her eyes lighting up and you can tell she was excited.
"Uh no I don't think I have." I paused to take in Brittany's jaw dropping facial expression once I said that. "What's it about?"
"Are you serious? You've never seen any of the Saw movies? That's crazy; they are my favourite a little cheesy at times, but still my favourite." She seemed so excited about the movies so I figured we can watch one. I had no clue what they were about. But I guess we will find out.
"Dead serious Britt, in fact I never even heard about them. So let's watch one." She just smiled and I couldn't help but smile back.
"Okay, okay we will start with the first one then work our way up." She found the DVD box off the shelf, opened it and placed it in the player.
"Sounds good to me." I sat back in the futon and got myself comfortable for the movie to begin.
The opening credits and commercials go by and I can tell she is super excited.
"Do you want me to put the futon down so you can lie down and watch the movie instead of sitting up?" She suggested to me a few minutes in.
"Yeah, actually that sounds like a good idea. Thanks."
I stood up and just watched Brittany transform the couch into a bed. It was quite amazing if you ask me. The bed transforming just so we are clear.
"Thank you, this is so much better." I said as I'm settling into the newly formed bed.
"No problem," she turned off the basement light. It got quite dark when the screen went black.
"Mind if I join you?" Brittany asked once the TV brightened back up.
"No not at all, come on in. This is quite comfortable by the way thanks again." I moved over closer to the wall so she can have room.
She brought over a Dalmatian blanket and her pillow and placed it down on the bed and hopped in.
"It will start soon, sorry I lost the remote a few months ago so we have to watch all of these advertisements."
"Don't even worry about it; I actually like seeing what kind of movies are coming out." I really did so I can add it to my To Watch Movie List.
Like Brittany said the menu screen popped up seconds later. Whoa that's kind of scary. What kind of movie did I agree to watch?
Brittany got up to press play on the DVD player and then came back to the bed. But when she came back she was slightly closer than before. I wasn't complaining that's for sure.
This movie is defiantly strange; gory, creepy, and just plain weird plus scary.
Can you imagine having a clown looking guy with a raspy voice who rides around on a tricycle out to kill you? No thank you, I'll pass.
The movie is almost half way through at this point and it is starting to get scary, I'm not sure if it's because I'm in a pitch black basement or because of the movie.
Brittany seemed to love it so I tried to keep it cool. But I couldn't, one instance I jumped and she just placed her hand on my thigh like she did in her kitchen.
Oh so if I act scared she will try to comfort me? Humm.
I grabbed her blanket and draped it over me and over my eyes because I didn't want to watch this part. Way to gory for me.
"I can turn it off if you want Santana." She suggested, but I knew how much she loved this movie I couldn't do that to her.
"No it's fine; I think I'll be okay." I said still hiding under the covers.
She scooted closer to me which made me feel better. I forgot about the movie all together. I was concentrated on Brittany lying beside me.
"Come here," She opened up her arms and gestured for me to go.
I'm not going to argue with her so I moved over to her and I placed my head on her chest and just listened to her heart beat. At times it was going faster than others, but that could just be the movie.
She was so warm and cozy. So I snuggled in closer to her.
She did the same thing and put her arm on my back and started to rub it to calm me down. Honestly it was keeping my mind off the movie, but now I'm thinking of something completely different.
The movie is almost done according to Brittany so I just laid here trying not to fall asleep on her chest. I was way too comfortable; the consistent sound of her heart was so soothing it was making me sleepy.
Finally the movie finished. I didn't watch the last 30 minutes all I heard was screaming and yelling beyond her breathing and heart beat.
But now this meant she had to get up, and that means I have to move. But I don't want to move. I want to stay here and fall asleep. She probably won't let me lie back on her when she comes back. Damn it.
I moved before she had a chance to tell me. Brittany got up and took out the DVD and placed it back in the case. With the DVD screen illuminating the room she asked, "Want to go to bed now?"
"Yeah sure I'm kinda tired." I said yawning.
Before she turned off the only light source in the basement she flicked on the nearest lamp, and then turned off the TV.
"Okay get ready," She said walking back towards the lamp. "I'm going to turn it off."
"Ready?" She asked me nodding her head.
"Ready." I confirmed.
"3, 2, 1" Then it became dark again, really dark. If you don't know by now I'm slightly afraid of the dark.
"Ah, Britt where are you?"
I felt the bed dip right by me but I still couldn't see anything.
"I'm right here," She said in a whisper right above my face.
I know I know y'all are mad at me.
But this chapter was getting way toooo long. I had to stop it somewhere.
Don't kill me!
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