Chapter 12

A/N: Thanks for all the reviews last chapter. Now that university is finished for Christmas then I'm hoping to upload more frequently. Anyway, here's the next chap.


Brittany's POV

"Who the fuck is Joanne?" Brittany says aloud glaring at her phone. This isn't Santana using Joanne as a code name, is it? It isn't Santana's phone number but maybe she has another one or something. I decide to let it go for the moment so I can get some school work done and so I can look online for some baby clothes. Santana and I really need to get a move on and buy some before the baby comes and she has nothing to wear.

I spend the rest of the day studying and browsing the internet before having dinner with my parents and brother.

"So how's Santana getting on darling?" my mom asks me as we eat our roast beef.

"Yeah, she's fine" I reply, trying not to smile. Ever since last night I can't get Santana out of my head. Sometimes my thoughts are a little too graphic to be thinking about over dinner when I am in company.

"And is everything ok with our grandchild?" my dad chips in.

"The baby is fine as well" I say, chewing on a carrot.

"I hope you didn't break any rules we set this weekend while you were alone" my dad says.

"Of course I didn't" I reply. My parents are overall pretty relaxed people but when it comes to them leaving me alone in the house for longer than a day, they tend to set all these strict rules. Some are stupid like don't make a hot snack if you're tired in case you leave the cooker on or cause a fire. I mean come on, I am sixteen not a fruit loop.

"You're a good girl that's why we feel comfortable leaving you alone in the house" my mom says.

"Oh yeah, she is a real good girl isn't she because getting someone pregnant at sixteen is all the rage these days" Brad says. "All the good girls are doing it."

"Bradley" my dad scolds. "Stop making a fool out of your sister, you are doing it once too often these days and it isn't acceptable."

"Yeah, whatever" Brad replies.

"Your attitude needs sorting boy, not to mention your manners" my dad says glaring at his son.

"So any plans for after dinner?" my mom asks, presumably trying to change the subject.

"I don't know yet" I reply. Jeez can a girl not get a moment to eat her dinner in peace. I feel like we are playing twenty questions at dinner tonight.

"What about you Brad, any plans tonight?" my dad asks my brother.

"I don't know either" he replies.

"Are you not going to visit your girlfriend?" my mom asks and this gets my attention until I realise she is talking to Brad and not me. Wait, I didn't know Brad had a girlfriend.

"I told you before, I do not have a girlfriend" Brad says.

"Ok, son" my dad says.

"I'm way too young to commit to only one girl, I like to play the field" brad says before smirking. "Next on my list is the school's head cheerleader, that's after she has popped her sprog."

"I'm going to my room" I say sighing.

"Can't handle the fact that there's more chance of me getting together with Santana than you" Brad says. I don't reply I just leave the room and can vaguely here my parents giving him a row but I don't know what they are saying. I really don't understand why he is so nasty towards me. If he says one more derogatory thing about my baby then I will definitely react the next time. No one will ever get away with disrespecting my child or Santana for that matter.


I make my way up the footpath leading to Santana's house. If I am being truly honest, I am actually a little nervous. Santana and I never really talked about what happened last night, I mean we had a nice breakfast together and then I took her home and she gave me a peck on the lips so I presume last night was pretty good for the both of us. Santana's been my crush for ages now and since we are having a baby together then maybe last night could be a sign of what's to come. I could be overthinking things but surely Santana wouldn't mess with my feelings, especially if she is pregnant and I am going to be around her for a long time.

I reach up and nervously ring the doorbell to Santana's house, waiting a few seconds before the door swings open. As soon as I see Santana I smile but she doesn't look too pleased to see me. "Can I come in?" I ask. Santana nods while opening the door wider for me to enter. "Thanks" I say. Ok, now I feel even more nervous than before, I was expecting a bit of a happier welcome.

"So what's up?" Santana asks me.

"Not much, I-I just wanted to see you" I reply.

"You saw me earlier" Santana says shortly which makes me worried. I am beginning to think that text wasn't Santana at all, who the heck was it though.

"I know but I missed y…..the baby" I say, not wanting to come on too strong by declaring how much I missed Santana.

"Right" Santana says. I don't even want to bring up the text now, because it is looking more likely that it wasn't Santana. I just assumed since it said 'pick up where we left' and 'sexy' then it was Santana. The text seemed sorta suggestive and since Santana and I had sex I figured it must be her, except she was using a code name. Why would she use a code name though? Now that I think about it, it does seem weird but before last night, the last person I got close to or kissed was Santana at prom around five months ago so there really is no other person that it could be. "Brittany?"

"Sorry, what?" I say in response to Santana saying my name. I must have got lost in my own thoughts.

"Is there a reason you are here?" Santana asks folding her arms which I find incredibly rude. So the text probably wasn't from her but there is no need for her to give me such an attitude. I don't know if it is the pregnancy hormones or not but Santana changes like the weather. She was super nice to me all weekend but now she is acting like a complete bitch. Her whole demeanour has changed and certainly not for the better.

"Santana, have I done something wrong?" I ask because I have no other conclusion as to why Santana would suddenly send me bad vibes. I have obviously done something to upset her in some way. What I have done wrong is something I cannot even answer.

"I don't know" Santana replies.

What does she mean by she doesn't know. You either know if someone has upset you or not. I want to avoid an argument as best I can just now to prevent the baby from stress but I have a feeling Santana is in an argumentative mood. "You know if you regret last night then you can tell me" I say sadly. To me last night was one of the best nights of my life and it seemed like Santana really liked it too but she seems completely different just now. "Did I hurt you? Was I too rough? Did I do it wrong?" I rush out.

"Britt, you were amazing last night" I smile not only at the complement but the nickname too. Maybe I have got the wrong end of the stick here and Santana is not pissed at me at all.

"Then what's wrong?" I ask confused. "You don't seem as happy as you did yesterday" I observe.

"You lied to me" Santana says and I frown, when did I lie?

"When?"

"I know in the past I haven't exactly been an angel but we promised we would tell one another the truth" Santana says and I nod my head, I know we promised that. "We want our baby to learn about honesty but if we can't be honest ourselves then how are we supposed to teach that to a young child?"

"Santana, I haven't lied to you" I say. "I admit I have told a few fibs like how my celebrity crush is Taylor swift when it's actually Mila Kunis but I have never told a proper lie."

"Last night was mind blowing, it honestly was" Santana says. "Well it was, up until I found out that it was just a big game to you."

"A game" I say incredulously. "No Santana it was no game to me, it was real with real feelings." How on earth could it be a game to me? The reason why I never lost my virginity sooner or had a proper girlfriend was because it was extremely serious to me not a game.

"Just save it Brittany" Santana says annoyed. "I'm fed up with all these lies, you told me that you liked last night and that sex is a huge deal to you but in reality it is all a load of garbage."

"Excuse me" I say defensively. "Sex is a big deal for me that's the reason why I have only ever slept with the same person twice and with no one else."

"Is that another lie?" Santana says snidely.

"Of course not, I don't lie to you." I am mature enough to know that lying doesn't get you anywhere, it just gets you into even more trouble so why do it?

"Keep kidding yourself on babe" Santana says cheekily.

"I am so confused as to why you think I have lied" I say. "If you are going to accuse me of lying then can you actually tell me what you think I said that was a lie?" all I hear Santana saying is that I lied but her statement is superficial.

"Your girlfriend" Santana says.

That caught me by surprise because I don't have a girlfriend. I voice that to Santana. "I don't have a girlfriend" I state simply. "If anyone were to be considered my girlfriend then it would be you, you are the closest I've come to having a girlfriend" I admit truthfully. I by no means mean I want us to become girlfriends but if I were to be mistaken as having one then it would obviously be Santana, considering she's pregnant with my baby, she's the only person I've ever slept with and the last time I kissed someone that wasn't her must have been a good nine or ten months ago.

"How about the truth Brittany?" Santana says breaking me from my thoughts. "I know you are involved with someone and I know you cheated on them with me."

I can't help bursting into laugher at how wrong Santana is. "Santana, what are you talking about?" this whole thing is so absurd that I am seriously thinking it is all a big joke that we will be laughing at soon.

"Your girlfriend" she replies.

"I told you I don't ha….."

"Joanne" Santana says interrupting my sentence.

"Wait…you know Joanne?"

"Ha…..I knew you were lying" Santana shouts. "So now you admit it."

"Admit what?"

"That you and Joanne have been fucking" Santana says.

"Indeed we have not, I don't even know who Joanne is" I reply.

"Another lie, they just keep coming eh" Santana says. "When will they stop Brittany, because it better be before our daughter is born?"

"I am not lying" I say.

"Why can you not just tell the truth" Santana says sighing. "You and Joanne have probably been at it for months, I bet you only seduced me last night because Joanne wasn't available."

The tears start flowing from my eyes. How can Santana even think that of me? I would never do that to anyone, more importantly I would never ever intentionally do something to hurt Santana.

"Crying won't get you out of this one" Santana says rolling her eyes.

"Why is it so hard for you to believe me?" I ask. "I slept with you because I wanted to" I say. "Because I feel attracted to you."

"Why would you want me when you have Joanne?" Santana asks. "I presume she isn't fat or has zits on her face due to the pregnancy hormones" Santana says and I go to interrupt but she continues to talk. "I bet you she is thin, with a toned physique and impeccable skin and the ability to have sex properly without an enlarged stomach getting in the way."

"I don't have Joanne" I almost shout. "Furthermore I don't know what she looks like but that doesn't matter because I wouldn't go near her" I add. "Did it never occur to you that maybe due to the fact that you have a swollen belly makes me find you even more attractive?" I ask. "You're beautiful to me Santana, even more beautiful because it is my child that you are carrying" I say with a sigh but Santana doesn't respond. "I admit there was a text on my phone from an unknown number from a Joanne but I honestly have no idea who it is" I say.

"Brittany, stop, ok" Santana says. "I don't want to hear anymore" she says. "For a minute there I actually believed your spiel about how I'm attractive to you because it is your child inside me" she says. "But expecting me to believe that some random girl magically plucked your cell phone number from thin air is a little far-fetched, don't you think?"

"You know what Santana, fine. If you don't want to believe me then that is fine" I say. "Just know one thing though, I slept with you because I wanted to" I say. "The reason why I slept with you was because I trust you and I genuinely wanted to be close to you and intimate with you" I say but Santana doesn't respond. "The fact that you are carrying my baby makes me want you even more and that is the truth" I say, making full eye contact with Santana.

Santana lunges straight at me and kisses me. At first I kiss back but then I realise it's wrong for me to kiss her so I push her away slightly. "Brittany…"

"You don't get to do that Santana" I say. "You can't just kiss me and expect that everything will be ok" I tell her. "I trusted you and you let me down. You are supposed to believe and trust that you're friends are telling the truth but you didn't."

"I'm sorry" Santana says.

"Why do it in the first place if you are going to be sorry about it?" I ask but I don't wait for a reply, I just head back towards the front door. "See you at school tomorrow." With that I just walk out the door and drive back home. How can one person make you feel so happy and excited one minute and then the next she makes you feel so hurt and upset. This is what happens when you develop feelings for someone way out of your league. The whole Joanne thing would seem suspicious to an outsider but I thought Santana and I trusted one another, what's a real friendship without trust.


Santana's POV

It's now Thursday and I haven't spoken to Brittany since Sunday evening. She's been avoiding me the whole time, she doesn't even speak to me about the baby, she either walks by me at school or she phones my sister and asks about the baby. Maybe she just needs some time and space so in order to make things right then I think it is best I leave her alone for the time being. I head towards the school exit when I see Brittany and Brad having some sort of heated discussion next to Brittany's locker before I watch Brittany storm off. She really didn't look happy, I wonder what that was about. One thing is for sure though, if Brad has hurt her then I will get my revenge on him. Just because Brittany and I have had a disagreement doesn't mean I don't care about her, I can't just turn my feelings for her on and off like a light switch. Actually since Brad is still here I could just ask him why his sister looked upset.

I walk over towards Brad. "Hey, Brad."

"Hey sexy, what's up?" Brad says and I frown.

"Don't address me like that" I state. "Anyway I didn't come over here to hear you try and flirt with me because it won't work."

"What do you want then?" Brad asks.

"To know why you and Brittany looked like you were arguing."

"Oh right" he says before laughing a little. "She's super pissed at me" he says, his laughter increasing.

"Why's that funny?" I ask. "Why was she pissed at you?"

"I slept with this girl right?"

I roll my eyes "Right." I hate the way that some people think sleeping with someone is such an achievement, like they are way better than everyone else just because they had sex. I am not against people having sex but when they act as smug as Brad is just now, then it really does repulse me.

"Well to cut a long story short, the girl seemed keen on a repeat but I don't do things that way so I gave her Brittany's cell phone number pretending it was mine so that she wouldn't get my real number" Brad says with a look that displays he thinks he is the smartest person on the planet, I mean what a….wait, did he just say he gave the girl Brittany's number.

"You're such a jerk, seriously" I tell Brad.

"So, it done the trick" he says. "Joanne never bothered me again" Brad finishes before walking away. Suddenly it dawns on me that Brittany was telling the truth all along.

"Hey Brad" I shout and he stops walking and I catch up with him.

"Yeah?" he says but I don't respond with words. Instead I punch him straight on the nose. "Dude, what the fuck?"

"I can't believe you, if I find out that your little stunt ruined everything then I won't hesitate to punch you again" I say before walking off. I swear to god if he has ruined things between Brittany and I then he will know about it. I can't believe I didn't trust her or believe her, I am such a fucking bitch. That little bastard will pay if Brittany no longer wants anything to do with me.


I decide to text Brittany asking her if we can meet up tomorrow night after school. Since tomorrow is Friday then I don't really want to go the whole weekend not seeing her or her not seeing the baby. I know it is early stages in the pregnancy but I know for a fact that when Brittany talks to the baby she can hear Brittany's voice.

To Brittany: Hey, How r u? Wondered if we could meet after school tomorrow. S x

I didn't receive a reply until two hours later and even then it didn't seem too enthusiastic.

From Brittany: idk, wait till tomorrow.

My three year old brother Kieran and five year old brother Todd walk into my room and sit on my bed. "You ok boys?" I ask them, trying not to let my unhappiness affect them.

"We got ploblem" Todd says and I can't help smiling at the way he pronounces his words.

"What's up buddy?" I ask.

"Some of us want to go saw Santa but others didn't" Kieran replies.

"I see, so do you two want to go visit Santa to drop off your Christmas list or are you two the ones who don't want to see him?"

"I wanna go" Kieran shouts.

"Me too me too" Todd screams jumping up and down.

"Ok well we can go one weekend, ok" I tell the boys. I think Christmas is going to be upon us quicker than we think, it's only just under six weeks now. "Do you know what you are asking Santa for?"

Todd replies with "I want a go-kart."

"Very cool" I reply. "What about you Kieran?"

Kieran thinks for a minute before he answers me. "I want a baby."

"A baby?" I question.

"Yeah a real one, not a dolly" he replies.

"What makes you want that?" I ask out of curiosity.

"Uncle Mario said you are going to have one with Britty" he says. "You have a fat belly so Mario told me it was cause of baby."

"That's right but why do you want a baby?" I ask again.

"I don't like being the youngest" he says.

"Why not. The youngest one always gets spoiled more" I say.

"I guess" he says. "I just want what you want" he finishes and I smile at him. He's so cute.

"Want to know what Macey wants for Christmas?" Todd asks.

"Only if she is ok with everyone knowing" I say.

"She is" he says. "She told me that she wants Brittany to be part of our family."

"Did she?" I ask. Since I got pregnant Brittany has been over to my house quite a lot which has meant that the kids have took quite a shine to her. If I am being honest I feel the same. Once you get to know Brittany it's incredibly hard not to like her.


Brittany finally decided to talk to me today so that's a bonus, however I'm not out of the woods yet I still need to do a lot of apologising to her before she will forgive me.

"Hey" I say walking over to Brittany.

"Hi" she says. "How's the baby?"

"She's fine, missing her mom chatting to her I think" I say but Brittany frowns.

"Yeah well, she can blame her other mom for that" Brittany says. "I would spend every day and hour talking to the baby even though she isn't even born yet but unfortunately I can't do that just now because I don't want to be around you."

"That's a little harsh Britt is it not?" I ask.

"You really hurt me" Brittany says.

"I know I did but I've spent my life getting told promises and then people breaking them so it makes it hard for me to trust people" I say. "All I've heard is 'We'll be back in a month' or 'we won't be away for long' from my parents but they never stick to them."

"Santana, you should know me well enough to know that I'm not your parents" Brittany says. "You should know that I would never hurt you like that."

"I know that now" I say but Brittany just laughs slightly.

"You should know that always" Brittany says looking me straight in the eyes. "I don't want to talk about this anymore, I trusted you and you broke that trust so let's move on and agree to just have a co-parenting relationship, no friendship or anything else, that way none of us will get hurt again."

"You have to know that I'm really sorry" I say. "I only overreacted because I like y…."

Brittany cuts me off "Save it, I don't want to know."

"But…"

"No Santana, the only time we talk is because of the baby, I've had enough" Brittany says before leaving me alone in the hallway. How the heck can I tell her how I feel if she point blank refuses to listen. Women are so complicated sometimes.

"Hey" Quinn says almost making me jump out of my skin.

"Jeez Q, give me a bigger fright next time why don't you" I say sarcastically.

"Nah, I don't want to make you pop any earlier than needed" Quinn says laughing.

"Ha-ha, you are hilarious" I sarcastically say again.

"So how you getting on with being pregnant and all?"

"Ok" I reply.

"Come on, what's wrong?" Quinn asks.

"Nothing."

"Santana, we've been best friends for years, I can tell when something is bothering you" she says.

"It's Brittany" I respond.

"What about her? Is she ok?" Quinn asks.

"I hurt her" I say and Quinn frowns. "Like emotionally not physically" I say.

"Right, what happened?"

"I totally overreacted and jumped to conclusions" I say.

"About what?"

"I accused Brittany of having a girlfriend and lying about it" I say. "She told me she didn't have one but I didn't believe her."

"Would it matter if she did have a girlfriend? It's her business" Quinn says.

"Of course it matters" I say as if it is obvious.

"Why?" Quinn asks. "She can date whoever she wants just as long as it won't affect her relationship with the baby" Quinn says. "That's what you told me after you informed me that you and her were nothing more than friends and free to be with whoever you like."

"Well that doesn't apply now."

"Why not?"

"Because we made that deal before…" I stop talking before I say too much.

"Before what?" Quinn raises an eyebrow. I don't answer for a few minutes but Quinn gives me her I'm-not-giving-up face.

"Before I realised that I have feelings for her and before we slept together on Saturday."

"I knew you had feelings for her but I never thought she would sleep with you again" Quinn says and I must admit I am a little offended.

"Watch it."

"I didn't mean that as any disrespect to you I just meant that I thought she was a lot shier and stuff."

"It wasn't just a hook-up though, I genuinely think there is something more between us" I say.

"Then tell Brittany how you feel" Quinn states.

"Ok" I say determined. "I'm going to tell her I have feelings for her and she is going to listen." I internally smile, I am going to make Brittany Pierce mine if it is the last thing I do.


A/N: Sorry if the chapter wasn't too exciting, it was more of a filler. Next chapters will be better.