So I decided to play I little bit with this one, most of it is filled with POV's since the actual episode sucked, so I tried to fix it a little, I hope you all like it :) And I should warn you, it's a little bit of emotional and it leaves an open ending, I still don't know if I should break them up for I while so, just try to keep it togheter

"Hello"

"Hi"

"Are you all right?

"I, I guess"

"You look miserable"

"Geez, thanks Britt"

"Santana, you know what I mean" Brittany said sweetly joining her girlfriend on her bed and spooning her from behind.

"Do you think our plan worked out?"

"Probably"

"You're still not happy about it"

"Not one bit"

Brittany sighed and unwrapped herself from Santana to sit on the bed looking at the Latina with pleading eyes "I'm sorry honey"

"I just don't get it Brittany. We could have told her the truth"

"I didn't want your mom to think I'm stupid!" Brittany argued raising her voice.

Santana couldn't help it anymore, she sat as well to face the blonde and snapped at her "And you thought that by something like that would fix things! 'I'm not graduating Maria' 'I want to do it all over Maria' 'I'll start by going to my classes Maria!' I mean, seriously Britt? Was that all you could think about?"

Brittany's eyes filled with tears but she tried to force them away. She knew from the beginning that Santana wasn't really fond of the idea of lying to her mother about her not graduating.

"I'm sorry" Brittany said in a small creaky voice.

Santana sighed and tried to calm herself. She stood up from the bed and walked towards the door and grabbed her leather jacket from the desk.

"Where are you going?" Brittany asked standing from the bed as well.

"Don't Britt" Santana said raising her hand "I just, can't deal with you right now, I'm going for a walk"

"Baby I'm sorry!"

"I know you're sorry Brittany! But I still can't believe you made me do this! I'm sorry okay? But I'm afraid that if I'm with you right now I may snap at you again and say something I'll regret later" she walked towards the blonde and rubbed her cheek with one of her hands "And I really don't want that because I hate to see you cry" she kissed her cheek trying to put her love on the kiss and walked towards the door again.

"You can stay as long as you want" she said before closing the door and leaving a teary blonde sitting on her bed.

Brittany was speechless. This was the first time since they got together that she saw Santana so upset with her. She couldn't help but cry, she hated making her girlfriend uncomfortable. Usually wasn't he one that usually apologized in the relationship, and it was killing her that the only thing she could do to calm her girlfriend was leaving her alone.

She stood from the bed and grabbed a paper from Santana's printer. She wrote the Latina a letter hoping that she might read it when she got back and left it on Santana's night desk. Being exhausted, the blonde undressed herself and put on one of Santana's shorts and a jersey she assumed was from Doctor Lopez and curled into her side of the bed.

Santana arrived a few hours later and found the blonde sleeping. She smiled at the sight but sighed. She wasn't mad at Brittany, but she wasn't happy either. She was frustrated for making her feel bad but she needed to take a stand once in a while. She couldn't let Brittany win all the time.

She began undressing herself when a folded piece of paper caught her attention. She took it to the bathroom where she could turn on the lights without disturbing the blonde and began reading it.

Santana,

I really mean it when I tell you that I'm sorry. There's nothing in this world that makes my heart crack that making you upset. I know you weren't happy with all this idea of lying to your mom, but I really couldn't think of anything else that wouldn't make me look as your loser girlfriend. Please, try to understand, you're a straight A student (funny huh? Straight! Get it?), top cheerleader and singer, there's nothing you can't do, and me? Well, I can't do much, I'm not good at everything like you are, but I'm good at loving you and at being a good girlfriend (I hope), so I already know I'm letting you down by not graduating, so I came up with that. I know how important the judgment of your mom means for you, so I didn't want to come up as the Lima Loser who's dating her daughter, but apparently it didn't come off as I thought it would and now I wouldn't be surprised if she starts looking for girls that would be better for you. I hope she doesn't, that would totally break my heart, and you're already mine so, I don't know, I just hope she doesn't.

I'm really sorry I made you do this Santana, but please know that I only did it because I love you and I didn't want to embarrass you.

I love you, with all my heart.

Your Brittany333

Santana saved the letter on her drawer and climbed up next to the blonde spooning her from behind as she had done before. She placed a soft kiss on the back of her neck and nuzzled her sweetly taking in her vanilla scent. Brittany hummed in appreciation and turned around to face the Latina wrapping her arms around her neck.

"You're back" she said in her cute raspy 'I just woke up' voice that Santana adored.

"I'm back" Santana said placing a peck on the blonde's nose.

Brittany smiled and leaned closer into Santana.

"Are you still mad at me?"

Santana pressed their foreheads together before answering.

"I'm not mad, I'm just, confused"

Brittany's whole body shivered and gave Santana a terrified look.

"No honey! Not confused about us of course" Santana said bringing the blonde closer "I just don't get why do you think I could possibly be ashamed of you, I mean, it's even more probable that you could be ashamed of me"

Brittany sighed and buried her face on the crook of Santana's neck.

"You're too perfect Santana, and I'm too much of a mess"

Santana released Brittany and sat on the bed turning on the lamp from the night desk.

"Brittany, out of the two of us, I think we both know who's the bigger mess, and if it weren't for you, I'd probably still be in the closet thinking about how miserably my life is and getting off with your pictures"

"But-"

"No buts Britt, I love you, and you've made me everything I am, and my mom knows that too. And you're right, I do care about her judgment but when it comes to you honey even if she weren't okay with you not graduating, which she totally is by the way, I wouldn't care. Honey when have I cared about people say about you?"

Brittany gave her a shy smile "Never"

"And what do I do instead?"

Brittany got on her knees and hugged Santana.

"You tell them to fuck off"

"Or?"

"You kick their asses"

"Exactly. Britt I am not ashamed of you and I'll never be. If we have to stay another year in Lima that's fine, I don't care, I just want to be with you, and if anyone has a problem with that"

"You'll kick their asses" Brittany said with a chuckle.

"See? You know me so well" Santana said pulling Brittany down for a heated midnight make out session.

Last week at Mckinley

Santana's POV

For four years I've owned these hallways. There's no one in this school that doesn't know my name. Everybody knows not to mess with me or the people I love. I started off as a bitch, and who would know that now, I'm still a bitch, but a different kind of bitch, a bitch with feelings that has learned to embrace. I used to think they'd made me vulnerable, but in the end, they only made me stronger, and they didn't turn out as bad as I expected. Maybe I just needed time to figure them out, which hopefully I got, but there always remain the question of what would have happened if I had never try to hide who I truly was, but you know what they say, everything happens for a reason, and to be honest, I wasn't quite sure of who I was by that time. The moment Brittany asked me to have a duet with her was the first time I questioned myself. Why am I reacting like this? Why do I care so much? What do all these feelings mean? Am I in love? So many questions filled my head that moment, and I really didn't know the answer, I never had the intention of snapping at Brittany, but that was the first time in my whole life that I felt genuinely terrified, I felt empty and confused, that was the moment I realized I didn't know who I was, but that moment I also realized who I was going to become as well, which was scary. Somehow I regret everything that happened, but I also don't. I needed time to figure myself out, and even though sometimes the situations were difficult and painful, I got to learn something from each. I used to feel powerful and proud whenever I heard people trembling by the mentioning of my name, but in time I started to feel ashamed, embarrassed, sad. I couldn't believe I once bullied the people who now are my friends. I threatened them and scared them to death, I wasn't a good person. Even though I was hiding all my fears, I have no excuse to suppress the damage I did. I regret it every single day. I never felt so lonely, even though I wasn't alone, I felt there was no one there, no one who could get me. Quinn and I were fighting, and I had pushed Brittany away. But then Brittany broke up with Artie, I wasn't happy about it though, sure I wanted to be with her so badly and I wanted her just for me, but it wasn't nice seeing her so upset, it always broke my heart to see her like that, it still does, and I didn't want to push her. I love her, but I'm no one's personal teddy bear, so again, I pushed her away, but this time it was different, this time there was hope. We both knew I knew what I wanted now, we both knew we had strong feelings towards each other, and this time, I wasn't confused, this time I was afraid, and I let that fear consume me so badly I almost push someone over the edge: Dave. Brittany was right after prom though, I didn't want the stupid crown, I just wanted something so big that could hide who I really was, but she was also right when she said it wouldn't work. God my girlfriend is so smart. New York helped me, I got to do what I love the most not caring about anything but feeling good and having fun. That night I remember booking a room with Brittany, we needed to talk, and we did. I needed to open myself up to her and let her know how I felt, my fears, my emotions, and how strong my feelings towards her were, even though I also told her it wasn't the time. She understood and promised me she would wait for me. It wasn't long though, when we got back to Lima we couldn't get our hands off each other, and no I don't mean it in the dirty way. The reason I asked her to give me time was because this time I wanted to do it right. Take her on a first date, giving her little presents, calling her pet names and telling her how much I cared for her. It worked like a charm, but I was still afraid. I was afraid of what other people could say, so we agreed to keep it as a secret. I was still feared at school, part of me was relieved because that way I wouldn't have to deal with so much when we actually decide to come out, although it didn't happen as expected. The commercial, the outing, my grandmother, maybe in a way I deserved it for everything I had done, and also it sort of made a lot of things easier, but the scars are still there, the pain, the rejections…

I never thought I'd get so lucky. I never thought I'd made such good friends. I never thought I'd have such an amazing girlfriend and supporting parents that are willing to accept any of my decisions, after all, I don't think things should have gone any other way. I question it, yes, but in the end, everything was worth it. I won a Cheerleading Championship, I won a Nationals Choir Competition, I sang with my friends, I sang for my friends, I sang a duet with my girlfriend, I got to graduate at top of my class, and I even got to be friends with Rachel Berry. In a way, I've owned this school, even at my worst, everyone still know my name, they still fear me, but not in the way they used to, I can't complain actually. I got to be whoever I wanted to be and I got to do anything I wanted. If someone asked me what I would change about these last for years, I don't think I could come up with something. Maybe sleeping with Finn… Everything was so messed up, it turned up being perfect. So yeah, in a way, I could say I owned the halls of Mckinley, but you could also say they've owned me. Some people say students are the ones who give credit to their school, in my case, I'm proud to say I give credit to this school for who I am today.

"Hey Santana! Come on! Time for us to sing to the juniors!"

"Yeah I'll, I'll be right there. First I have to go turn my pompons"

"Okay! But hurry! This is our last number"

I smiled. Our last group number. I can't believe this day has come. I can't believe I'm turning my pompons. I can't believe I'll never be wearing this cheerio uniform ever again. I can't help but feel a little sad, but other than that, I kind of feel my work here is done.

Brittany's POV

Your smile is so bright it can turn a crappy day like this one into the most beautiful one. I have no words to describe how happy I am for you. I'm so proud of you. I get to brag about my badass girlfriend who graduated with honors and won us a national championship, not to mention her amazing voice and looks. I'm thrilled for you, but I also can't help but feel miserable. I hate the fact that I won't be holding that pinky of yours every morning when I come up to school. I hate the fact that I won't be picking you up so we can com together. I hate that I won't get to sit next to you in my classes and that you won't be here next year for another cheerleading championship. I hate knowing that I may never get to sing with you again, and even though I know you'd sing to me whenever I ask you to, I hate the fact of knowing we will never celebrate winning another Sectional or National choir championship. But what I really hate the most, what I really can't stand and breaks my heart every single morning when I look into your eyes and wake between your arms is the fact that I'm being selfish; I hate knowing that I'm holding you back. I know if it weren't for me you'd be going to New York without hesitation. When Finn told us what he's doing for Rachel I felt pretty miserable. I should do the same thing for you, but I can't, I can't imagine my life without you. I know I'm being selfish, but I can't let you go, not after everything we've been through. I can't let you go now that we're finally happy. I know it is my fault that we've found a bump in the road, but I promise I'll make it up to you. I promise I'll make you proud. But now I'll just have to pretend, and even though I hate lying to you, I don't know what else to do. The thing is that you know me so well soon or later you'll look into my eyes and know that I'm unhappy, not with you but for you. I'm unhappy because you're giving up all these wonderful things to be with me, and I'm not even willing on giving up on you and put your happiness before mine. I love you so much I can't, I'm sorry, but I can't even try. You have no idea how sorry I am. But I can't let you go, I did that once and it was the worst decision I could ever make and I promised myself if I ever got you back, I wouldn't do it ever again. I wasn't kidding when I told you I love you so much it hurts sometimes, and right now, it hurts, so much, it really really hurts.

"That was beautiful" I told you sweeping your tears away with my thumb. I hate to see you cry, especially when I'm the one causing it.

"You're beautiful" you said standing on your tiptoes to kiss me "And I love you so much"

"I love you too" I said trying to hold back my own tears.

"So I guess this is it" you said wrapping your arms around my waist.

"Yeah" I couldn't hold back anymore. I brought you closer and buried my face on your neck. Tears began running away, I'm sorry I'm being so weak, I couldn't help it. You tried to ease me rubbing my back, saying it was okay, that you love me so much "This is it" I finally said.

Quinn's POV

I guess I was hoping for that to happen. I really wanted to kiss him. Even though I'm with Nico now, I really needed to kiss him. He marked the beginning of my adolescence; I also needed him to mark the end. I always talk to him as if he was a baby, but to be honest, he's taught me so much. There was a time when he even was more mature that me, but let's keep that between us, it'll ruin my reputation. So I kissed him, and but can you blame me? I'm a girl with huge expectations. And after all I've been through, I deserve to have my grande finale.

Rachel's POV

All this year I couldn't stop talking about going, now, there's nothing I want more but to go back. I want to live it all again. Moments like this is when you realize you're never actually satisfied when you get everything you've always wanted. So here's my question: is it better going after what you love, or staying with your loved ones? I guess there isn't really an answer to that question.

So I guess that was it guys :) I hope you all liked it, and don't worry, the story isn't over, now I'll focus on their summer and maybe I'll bring Rachel back (you know, just so Santana can entertain herself ;))