Chapter 11

A/N: First of all, Happy Valentines Day y'all! Any plans or dates? Me neither. Second, I'm so so sorry for the long hiatus, my professors are killing me with a bunch of projects and activities. Kay, 'nough said, here's another update for the loveless out there. Again, I apologize for the errors in grammar. Enjoy.

"Santana, let me explain." Brittany shouts but the Latina didn't stop walking and hailed a taxi.

"Santana, stop. Please."

Finally, the brunette turned around and looked at Brittany.

"What now huh Brittany? Is this some kind of a sick joke? Is this one of your pranks? Well, let me tell you this. It's not funny anymore!" Santana shouted. The weather seems to agree with what she feels at that time. Rain falls and they both stood there in the middle of the road.

"Its not what you—" Brittany tried to reason out but Santana cut her off.

"Of course there's something going on with you and that… that bitch. And here I am, the girl who broke up with her boyfriend just to tell her best friend that she loves her. HER, for fuck's sake. HER, a girl! But now she makes a fool out of herself because that girl is fucking with her ex-boyfriend' cousin!" Santana let out in one breath.

Brittany stood there, shocked of what Santana said. I think my ears are playing with me.

"Wait, what?" She asked.

"You and Quinn. Shit, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to say fuck—" Santana stuttered "I'm angry okay! I—that's just an expression!"

"No, the other one, before that." A little smile is creeping from Brittany's lips while Santana thinks of the things that she just said. But then, she remembered that she's fighting with Brittany.

"It doesn't matter!" The brunette screams. She doesn't know if she's crying or it's the raindrops that's falling from her cheeks.

Brittany walked closer, closer and closer until she's standing in front of Santana.

"It matters San. Every word you said matters." She whispered and held the Latina's waist.

Santana's breath hitched when she felt warm hands encircling her waist. The anger she felt before seemed to evaporate and was replaced by sudden nervousness. She closed her eyes when Brittany forcefully pulled her.

She was waiting for warm lips to touch hers but instead she heard a low chuckle. She opened her eyes and saw Brittany smirking at her.

"We're even now. I saved your life." Brittany stated.

"What?' Santana asked, confused.

"A car was approaching towards you. I pulled you away so that means I just saved your life."

If it was even possible, Santana's face reddened with embarrassment. Stupid, stupid, stupid. To prevent further embarrassment, she tried to sound mad again.

"Will you stop changing the subject?!" and she stepped away from the blonde.

"You're so stubborn San." Brittany shook her head, smiling.

"C'mon , I'll take you home." She added and picked Santana up, bridal style, and start walking in the middle of the rain. Meanwhile, Santana shrieked at Brittany's sudden action.

"Put me down!"

Realizing that Brittany won't put her down any time soon, she chose to remain quiet. A while later, she hooked her arms around Brittany's neck and pulled herself up till her face is buried between the blonde's neck and shoulder.

"I-I'm sorry, for yelling at you and all." She started. Brittany didn't respond but Santana could feel her smile.

"I broke up with him."

"I know."

Then there's a silence between them. They both felt that there's nothing left to be said. After a while, Brittany knew that Santana was already asleep in her arms. She kissed the smaller girl's hair and said:

"I love you too Santana."

Santana woke up the next day only to find that she's in her own room. Her head is spinning and she barely remembered what had happened last night. Alicia suddenly entered her room, holding a tray on her hand.

"Mami. How did I get here? What happened last night?"

"Brittany brought you home and took you here in your room. That's all I know. How come you didn't remember?"

"Oh." Santana breathed then it all came back to her.

"I broke up with him"

"I know."

"Where is she?"

"Well, in her apartment. I told her to stay the night but she insisted that she had to go home." Alicia said and eyed her suspiciously.

"Did something happen between you and Brittany last night?"

Santana's eye widened. "What? No! Nothing happened between us, we're uh—just uhm—"

Her mom stared at her intensely and laughed. "Santana, I was asking if you had a fight with Brittany or what, not happened as in sex."

"Mami!'

"What? You're the one who's over reacting on what I said. " Alicia put her both hands up as if saying that she's innocent.

"Here, just eat your breakfast." Her mom laughed again and got out of her room.

After eating her breakfast and battling with her mind ( or heart) if she should go and talk to Brittany, she finally made her decision.

On her way to Brittany's apartment, she rethinks everything that happened last night.

Why is she so calm about this? She's even smiling. Are they official?

She's so preoccupied by these things that she didn't even realize that she's on Brittany's doorway and 10 minutes has already passed that she's just standing there and holding the doorknob. The sound of a fallen glass inside Brittany's apartment wakes her from her train of thoughts.

"Brittany?" she asked through the door. No answer.

"Britt? It's me, Santana." She tried again and pressed her ear against the door. Still no answer.

"Britt are you okay in there?" giving up, Santana twisted the knob and entered the apartment. And there she found Brittany, lying motionless on the floor beside the broken glass, unconscious.

"Brittany!"

A/N: What do you think? I know it's a little bit shitty. Let's just watch Glee tomorrow or to some of you, today. Reviews make me happy. Thanks for reading. Love youuu.!