A/N: Sorry took me a few days to sort out this chapter and the next. Hopefully I can get the next chapter up either tomorrow or Wed. Got some really good stuff for it too just have to get it to flow right. Enjoy this one ;D

Disclaimer: Don't own Glee… sadly

Chapter 14

Too think everything was going to return back to normal after one little interaction was wishful thinking on my part. Brittany would say hi or the occasional how are you doing. I tried to stand close to her at school but she would find a way to step to the side putting some distance between us. I often wondered if she felt it too…the sudden electric charge my skin got every time we got close. Her arm brushed mine once and my heart pounded frantically in my chest.

I fucking missed her.

Three painful weeks. That's how long Brittany and I have been 'separated'. And to tell you the truth I'm not really sure if I'd classify us as friends anymore. We hardly spoke two sentences to each other on any given day.

It wasn't from my lack of trying. I was completely helpful and sweet. I'd make sure Pip's nightly grain was next to his stall before I started my chores so she wouldn't have to take the time to get it after her lesson. I took detailed notes in Spanish class instead of sleeping so I could give them to her, knowing fully well she struggled in the class. And Spanish was cake for me so I took easy Brittany-lingo notes for her. Which, she seemed excited about but still no real contact after that.

I really was starting to run out of ideas and it was depressing. I hardly left my room. Hermit is what I believed was the best way to describe my current lifestyle. Only leaving my comfortable confines to go to school, do chores, and to eat. I would have eaten in my room every day if I didn't think people could come drag me out. Berry. My new daily routine had become simple in fact; chores, breakfast, school, chores, dinner, homework, bed.

My homework was done in record time tonight. I pretty much applied all my efforts into school work and riding. I really didn't have anyone to talk to. Brittany was a no even if I did try to text her once in awhile. Quinn usually was with Brittany or would mention her during any of our conversations. And the hobbit…well she often was annoying as hell. Hence another reason I locked myself in my room every night.

It was a little after 8 and I was already snuggled under my covers looking for something on TV to fall asleep too. My phone rang. It was Puck the obvious ringtone told me so. I almost didn't answer it but finally did.

"Hi." I didn't snap or huff. It was just a simple almost defeated hi.

"Yo. How are you doing?" His voice was soft.

"Just peachy."

There was a slight huff. "Do you need me to come down there and smack-a-bitch?"

"If the bitch you refer to is me, then yes. I deserve it." I pinched the bridge of my nose. "I was the one who hurt her. Remember?"

There was a pause. "Yeah I remember." I called him almost every night after that incident and just cried my heart out. "So what are you doing to get her back?"

"I've been doing anything I can think of. Buying her favorite candy. Helping with her Spanish. Feeding her horse."

"Ahh…You do want her back right?"

"Of course I do! Why would you even ask that?" My eyes narrowed. I've told him so many times how much I want Brittany back.

"Cause those ideas suck."

"They do not. They are sweet."

"They suck. You're not even trying San."

"I am trying-"

"Feeding her horse? Really? Best thing you can think of?"

I heard him chuckle and I almost hung up. "Fine! What do you think I should do?"

"Take her out on a date. Like a movie or dinner. Maybe one of those trail rides you always talk about but make it a picnic or something. Look if she's important to you, make her feel important. I know how to woo women." I could almost hear the smirk in his voice. "I'll give you all my tips on getting this girl back."

I remained quiet. He was right, hated to admit it, but he was. I needed to make her feel important…special…because she was to me. "I need to up my game."

"Hell yeah you do. Get this girl back before someone steals her."

My eyes widened slightly. That thought never even crossed my mind. Brittany was a total catch; drop dead gorgeous, sweet, and well perfect. She wouldn't stay single for every long. The thought made me sick to my stomach. "I gotta get her back."

"Damn right you do. I need to meet this chick. She's got your panties and heart all in a bunch. And at the same time I might add." Puck chuckled light heartedly.

I paused for a moment. "No more stepping around lightly."

"Right." He agreed. "Buck up."

"Exactly."

"It's Friday night…8:30 what would she be doing?"

"Hanging out with Quinn most likely. Where I don't know but I could easily find out." I started pondering. I could always just text Quinn and find out but then she would tell Britt and I didn't want that. But I knew of one person who would know. "I gotta go."

"Have fun."

I smiled. "You too. Don't party too hard."

He laughed. "Sam and I always do."

"That's what I'm afraid of." A light laugh escaped my lips. "Thanks Puck."

"Anytime San." He hung up and I got up out of bed.

My fingers quickly typed on my phone before I hit send and tossed it onto my comforter before walking into my closet. I needed to find an awesome outfit. I threw a short red skirt and a black halter-top onto the bed. My phone went off blasting Rain on My Parade…I think…it was from this soundtrack Funny Girl that Rachel listened to constantly so it seemed fitting for her.

Hobbit: we are having dinner now then going to Mike's he's having a small party

I smiled. Good I'm goin. Don't tell anyone

Hobbit: Really?! Thought you didn't want to go?

She had asked me all afternoon about it begging me to hang out with them. I changed my mind ok?

Hobbit: Good you need to get out of the house. Be at mikes at 10. I'll text mom you need a car.

K. See u at 10. I tossed my phone back down and went to take a shower. I needed to look perfect. I wasn't going there to make Brittany jealous, oh no I wanted…well I didn't know exactly what I wanted. Brittany to notice me? To want me? To just talk to me? All could be possible tonight. I just had to try.

I changed, dried my hair and twisted it back into a cool ponytail before starting my makeup. I didn't go crazy overboard; just enough to make my brown eyes pop but not too much to make me look like some crazy hooker. I finally stood in front of the body length mirror in my room looking at my work and frowned. I wasn't feeling the tight skirt or the knee high boots. So I changed. The pleated mid-thigh wasn't doing it either. I think I went through five different outfit combos before deciding on a pair of dark washed jeans, a white tank-top, and my favorite black form fitting leather jacket. It was casual. I didn't want to go over the top. Just wanted to be me.

I found a cute pair of high-heeled ankle boots before grabbing my phone and heading down stairs. My clothes delay put it was already almost ten and Auntie A and Uncle Leroy were in bed. I found a pair of keys on the island and a note underneath it.

Have fun. Be safe. Don't dent my car. Luv Auntie A

I smirked and snatched up the keys before heading out into the garage and hoped into Auntie A's black Escalade. Luckily I didn't have to adjust the seat. We were about the same height; she was maybe an inch taller than me. But with my boots I managed. I shot off a quick text to Rachel before shoving my phone back into my jacket pocket.

I was pretty good with directions so finding Mike's family's cabin again wasn't that difficult. Rachel was actually correct for once when she said small party. There might have been eight cars scattered in the driveway. I just sat in the car. Maybe this was a bad idea. My pocket suddenly buzzed and I pulled it out.

Hobbit: where are you?! You ok?

I looked at the time it was after 10:30 I was late… really late… Outside be right in.Taking in a deep breath I shoved the car keys into my pocket and zipped it shut before climbing out of the vehicle. Rachel must have heard the front door shut behind me; she zipped around the corner quickly followed by Quinn.

"San!" She shouted shoving a solo cup into my hand.

I just laughed. They were already a few drinks in. "Come come. We're about to play spin the bottle." Quinn grabbed my free hand and pulled me around the corner into the living room. I recognized everyone sitting on the floor in a circle. I looked them all over once; several of the football guys, Tina, Mike, Karofsky…eww… his new cheer captain girlfriend, her co-captain, Rachel, Quinn, and Brittany. Brittany. I couldn't stop looking at her. She was watching me; guess that was a good thing. I gave her a smile and she grinned back.

Rachel tugged me down next to her and Quinn walked around the circle dropping down in the open spot next to Brittany. My eyes darted around the circle again and finally to the empty beer bottle in the middle. I gulped slightly before just about chugging my drink. I was going to need alcohol for this game. The game started and after two people went I got up and got another drink. I needed a strong drink this time and added a little more rum than I should have. It was almost my turn and I was dreading who it was going to land on.

I heard some laughing as I walked out sitting back down. Karofsky spun the bottle and it landed on one of the other football players. It was funny how definite they both were refusing to kiss each other. But when Quinn's spin landed on Karofsky's girlfriend they chanted wildly for a hot kiss between the two.

They finally gave in after much protest from us girls. It lasted all but one second and the game continued on after several laughs. It was almost my turn and I kept looking at Brittany hoping the bottle would land on her. That would be kinda awesome. Though I couldn't fully make-out with her in front of everyone but just a light kiss would be nice. My view was suddenly blocked when the co-captain with her thick red mane of hair was in front of me… I forgot her name…I think is was Anna or maybe it was Jana. Didn't matter really she was just there staring at me intensely.

I knew that look. It was a wanting look. Crap. "What are you doin?" My eyebrow rose slightly studying her.

She smirked. "It landed on you."

I peeked around her and noticed the bottle pointing directly at me. Shit. I didn't have time to make a stupid comment to possibly prevent this incident from happening. Her lips were suddenly on mine. Immediately taking advantage of my stunned state she just about shoved her tongue down my throat. Of course me being me I sorta kissed her back. I liked kissing so sue me. She pulled back slowly. The kiss hadn't even lasted more than ten seconds but it still packed a punch; I cleared my throat slightly.

She ran her tongue along her bottom lip as she sat back in her spot. "Raspberry." She hummed with a smirk noticing the flavor of my lip gloss. If I had known we were playing spin the bottle I wouldn't have gone for a flavored gloss.

My eyes darted around. The boys were beaming enjoying the short show. Rachel and Tina were laughing. Quinn was still rolling her eyes. Finally my eyes landed on Brittany. Her expression surprised me. She was pissed. If looks could kill that red head would be dead. Her deadly gaze never landed on me but I figured she was just as mad at me for kissing the girl back. I could always blame it on the alcohol that seemed to work well for me. I was feeling a buzz.

Finally it was my turn. I gulped and leaned forward spinning the bottle before leaning back into my seat. I watched it spin wildly the only person I wanted it to land on was Brittany, but maybe that wasn't the best thing for our current relationship for the moment. Even if I wanted to kiss her. It started to slow down passed Brittany and started making its way towards the crazy red head.

My eyes widened when it finally stopped. "Hellz no." I looked at the brunette next to me. "Sorry hobbit but I refuse to kiss you. On the grounds that you are my cousin and well eww…" She started laughing as well as a few of the others.

"Oh come on San." Quinn laughed. "Just one little peck."

I definitely shook my head. I drew the line of kissing at blood relatives. I was not kissing Rachel. "Not happening. I'll go twice to make up for it." I quickly leaned forward and spun the bottle before anyone could protest.

It landed on Mike. Thank god. I quickly crawled over gave him the smallest peck on the lips before returning to my spot and spun the bottle again. My breath caught as it crawled almost to a stop right on Brittany; but managed to have enough momentum to pass her by and land on the blonde sitting next to her. God, couldn't I just get a break…seriously Quinn. I rolled my eyes hearing the boys chanting for me to kiss her. I had to get this over with.

I felt Brittany's eyes on me as I crawled my way across the circle and quickly grabbed Quinn's neck and pulled her into a kiss. Before the kiss got too out of control I felt a hand push my shoulder slightly and I pulled away seeing Brittany glaring at us. It wasn't an 'I hate' you glare it was a jealous one. She had pushed us apart quickly. I held her gaze for a second before turning my attention to one of the jocks. "Happy." I snapped at him and made my way back to my seat.

Quinn looked a little disheveled for a second; who could blame her I laid a good one on her quickly. She grinned at me, "raspberry." I couldn't help but huff and with an exaggerated eye roll and got up to get another drink.

Returning to the group I watched and waited for Britt's turn, she was last in the lineup. It was a good thing I was done with this game. I tried not to watch as the bottle began to spin during her turn. More booze really was needed. I couldn't handle the anticipation; thank goodness I was three drinks in and I was now seriously buzzing. It helped with the nervous as I watched the bottle spin around. My eyes widened slightly as the bottle pointed at me.

Rachel made an 'oooing' noise and chuckled. I would have shot her a 'shut the hell up' glare but my eyes were currently locked with the bright blue eyes of the current blonde crawling over to me. Wow… it was hot. My heart thumped wildly in my chest as she stopped in front of me. The corner of her mouth pulled up into a small smirk. Her lips were upon mine and tongue quickly ran along my lower lip. I allowed her allowed her access, sliding my hand along the side of her neck pulling her into a heated kiss. The kiss definitely lasted longer than 10 seconds and when I heard awesome slip from one of the jocks I realized our kiss was getting a little personal. I finally pulled back a tad out of breath and bit my bottom lip to keep myself from taking another kiss from Brittany.

"Mmm, they were right raspberry." Brittany smirked and licked her lips lightly. Everyone laughed.

I almost leaned forward to kiss her again but I could feel all the eyes watching us. It was unnerving. "I'm never wearing it again." I scoffed and crossed my arms mainly to prevent myself from grabbing the sides of her face and pulling her into another heated kiss.

Brittany giggled and pouted softly. She leaned in slightly to whisper in my ear. "But…it's my favorite." Her voice was low and husky, I just about moaned.

I quickly pulled back away from her again and stood up. Everyone's eyes were still on me... "Who wants another drink?" I asked quickly willing to make them if it got me out of that hot Brittany moment and away from everyone's stares. Especially that red-heads; she had that sexy 'I want you' look again. I swallowed hard looking away from her.

Hands suddenly rose and I went into the kitchen quickly. I started making a few drinks before stopping and letting out a large huff pressing my hands against the countertop in front of me. How did Brittany manage to do that? She got me all kinds of excited and happy.

A sudden warm body pressed up against my back and a hand slid down my stomach and in between my legs. I couldn't hold back the shaky moan as lips latched to my bare neck sucking and nipping right below my ear. I turned in her arms her lips found mine quickly and she pushed me roughly up against the counter with her body.

My hands immediately dove into her wavy hair pulling her into a deeper kiss, our tongues dueling for dominance. Finally my hazy brain caught up with my very eager body that just about turned to mush by her roaming hands. It was wrong. Oh so wrong. My hands finally dropped from her tangled hair and onto her shoulders pushing her away from me slightly. This needed to stop now before I did something I regretted.

Her eyes told me she wanted this. And boy did my body want it… really bad… but lucky for me I still wasn't drunk enough to allow my body to completely take over. She leaned in quickly taking my bottom lip into her mouth. I let out a small groan I almost gave in…almost…if I hadn't tastes the alcohol on her lips I probably would have done something stupid that we both would have regretted later. I pushed her off me once again and turned around to grab two solo cups.

Lips reattached to my neck but I quickly maneuvered myself around in her arms again and shoved the two cups into her hands before they could run themselves along my body. She pouted looking down at the drinks then back up at me. "Santana…" She was disappointed I stopped her playtime; I could tell.

I turned back grabbing the last of the cups and glanced at her. I almost leaned up to give her a light peck on the lips but stopped myself knowing fully well I wouldn't be able to stop myself from deepening it into something much more. "We'll talk tomorrow Britt." I walked away. There was no way I was going to let Brittany do something she might regret; alcohol made people do stupid things. I would know, I was the queen of stupid drunkenness. I wanted her to accept me back absolutely sober… not completely buzzed… I loved her too much to let that happen.

A/N: Thought it was the red head Anna didn't ya?! ;) If you did YAY! That's what I was going for. If you figured it was Brittany from the start; well aren't you a 'clevah gal' (Jurassic Park reference anyone?)… Good stuff planned for next chapter!Reviews are always welcomed!

~Quest
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