Chapter 14 – Brittany's POV
There I was standing outside of Santana's family home, I felt my hand start to shake slightly and I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. Ringing the doorbell, I was thankful that's Santana's brother Michael answered the door, I had at least met him briefly.
"Brittany?" He smiled and I think the question in his tone was just a cover in case he was wrong but there was that flash of memory in his eyes.
I nodded and smiled politely back but really my attention scanned the inside of the house to see if Santana was around. The music was loud and coming from the backyard which if I knew Santana, that's where she was. "I'm sorry come on in, the music is so loud I can't think." He moved aside to let me in and took my jacket and hung it up. "Santana is in the backyard, can I get you anything to drink or do you want to go right out there?"
"I'm good thanks though." He smiled again and led me out back. It was a gorgeous backyard, and as I looked around I spotted Santana, beer in hand sitting on the diving board. She looked tired, and stressed, but at the same time incredibly cute with the way the lines creased her face.
Slowly I made my way through the crowd and slipped off my flats before walking out and sitting down beside her. "Care for some company?" I asked with a smile on my face.
She turned slowly and I could swear I saw a slight smile, yep there was a smile. "Brittany! What are you doing here?" She stood up on the diving board and I could tell she was a tad bit drunk. I couldn't tell if she was excited to see me or mortified, even with the smile on her face. "I was moping because I thought you were ignoring me!" Shit! My phone, I hadn't thought about it since I got off the plane because I was so nervous.
"Sorry it's still off. I kind of jumped on a plane." I smiled my most charming smile, or at least I hoped it was.
"So about the company, as long as it's yours, I would love some." She leaned into me slightly and it felt like I was dreaming but I was sure I wasn't.
We sat back down and started watching the lights flicker across the water, no words needed to be said. Words sometimes felt over rated with us, action was necessary, words were secondary. At least that's what I liked to think anyways, but non-the-less Santana seemed to agree and I was praying as I wrapped my arms around her waist letting her use me for support, that me coming here was the right thing to do.
I wasn't sure how long had passed but I felt Santana lean against me a little more and snapping out of my gaze I realized that the music had diminished and there was no one left in the yard. Lightly I kissed her temple and held her a little closer.
"I just keep staring at the light and the way it reflects off the water is cool, I love it. I don't know why but I always have, it lets me go to another place and escape this world for a bit. That probably all sounded crazy but, actually no buts we both know I'm nuts."
I chuckled softly. "No, I know exactly what you mean, then again I'm just as crazy as you are."
"Am I dreaming?" She laughed and turned her head to look at me.
"Nope, not unless we're having the same dream."
"You're really here?" Her eyes lit up and I was certain in that moment I made the right choice.
"I'm right where I need to be if it's okay with you?"
Turning her head she pecked my lips and grinned. "I am more than okay with it."
"Good but for now your freezing so how about I take you inside and we can talk or cuddle and relax until you get some sleep. No offense San but you look like death run over twice, I think sleep is in your cards. She nodded and I helped her stand up, it wasn't often that she let me help her do anything. She was stubborn like that and she loved dealing with it on her own. Very rarely did she ever come to me when she needed help but it was nice to know that once in awhile she would lean on me.
A little while later we were cuddled in her bed, she was now completely sober. Good news was that she was glad I came and that she missed me. More importantly that Kitty was doing much better. I held her in my arms as tightly as I could and listened to her breathing slow and even before I tried to slip away from the bed. She caught me and looked up at me. "Sorry I was going to leave a note, I was just going to head back to the hotel."
"Stay." One word. That's all it took, I was hers and I think she knew it. I relaxed against the bed once more and for the first time since she left I fell asleep peacefully and with ease, and so did Santana.