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Chapter Twenty Five: I'm your daughter's girlfriend

Oh shit. This is not good. This is possibly one of the most awkward moments in my life. My mind is reeling a million different thoughts, but none of them are positive. I don't know what to say. I don't know if I should tell the pierce's the truth. I don't know if Brittany thinks I should. I don't know how they will react. I don't know whether they will be disgusted or happy for us. I don't know if I can handle anymore rejection from people I honestly care about.

I looked at Poppy, who asked that question, she's sitting there patiently waiting for an answer. She doesn't seem to realise the consequences of her words. She doesn't understand how everything will change now, for both Brittany and I. She doesn't realise all of these things because she just asked a question. She's a kid who just thought of a question and asked it. She didn't mean it accusatory; she just asked an innocent question that was in her mind. But the problem with kid's questions is they mean a lot more to adults than they do to kids.

Then I risked a chance at looking at Mr Pierce. He had long forgotten the food on his plate as the events of this evening unfolded. His brows her furrowed in confusion, his hands were still holding onto the knife and fork. He looked like he was in pause mode. As for the several minutes I looked at him he didn't blink or move at all. I couldn't really tell what his was reaction would be. He didn't look annoyed, just confused.

It felt like it had been a long amount of time in which was consumed by silence. Nobody made a sound. All that could be heard was people breathing, kids playing in the street and the odd car door slamming. It was unsettling to say the least.

I still couldn't manage to answer the question, so I studied Mrs Pierce's face. I was shocked by the look on her face. She wasn't angry. She was smirking, actually smirking. Why was she smirking? I thought. I mean sure she had already kind of knew that I and her daughter weren't exactly just friends, earlier on from the bathroom incident. But this just added more truth to what Brittany told her.

I looked at her again and saw her smirk turn into a smile. A genuine smile. A smile that said she was okay with us. But I still wasn't sure if that smile really meant what I thought it meant-if that makes sense. I thought maybe she was just trying to be nice or possibly break the tension.

Finally, I had looked at the entire Pierce's to gauge their reactions to the question, apart from one-Brittany.

I looked to my left. Brittany was looking down at her plate. I could see under the table and saw that she was wringing her hands. She was nervous. I so badly wanted to reach for her hand but I knew by her dropping our hands, that wasn't such a good idea. I saw a few tears appear in her eyes.

The only word to describe how Brittany looked was broken. She looked so afraid and upset about what her parents reactions were going to be. If this was how she reacted to her sister's questions I couldn't begin to imagine how she would cope if her parents aren't accepting.

There must have been about ten minutes silence now. I wanted somebody else to say something but it looked like that wasn't going to happen. Also by now all of the Pierce family were looking at me to answer the question, including Brittany who still had tears in her eyes.

"I don't know what to say." I spoke into the eerily silence. It was the truth.

I mean as a kid you get taught what to say when you go to see an elderly relative, or when you have to say please and thank you. But nobody ever told me what to say to my girlfriend's parents when they my girlfriend's sister asks us why we're holding hands. No they leave that one out of the parent handbook.

"So are you going to ask my question?" Poppy queried. She had a hopeful smile on her face. I thought if only it was just as simple as she made it out to be. But it wasn't.

"Poppy go up to your room." Mr Pierce spoke for the first time. He didn't exactly sound thrilled or angry. His voice was neutral-he wasn't giving anything away.

"But we haven't had desert yet and Santana hasn't answered my question." The little girl protested. She pouted at her dad, which I would have found cute if the circumstances were different.

"No excuses go now missus." Mr Pierce told Poppy. Poppy looked at me and smiled. She then looked at Brittany and spoke.

"Why are you crying?" Poppy asked Brittany worried. Her smile instantly fell from her face as she realised that her sister was upset. I hadn't noticed that Brittany's tears had started to spill down her cheeks until now.

"Hey, honey, don't cry. Everything's going to be fine." I spoke quietly to Brittany as I wiped away her tears. It could be considered a brave move as Mr Pierce still didn't really know what was happening. But in that moment all that mattered to me was making sure Brittany was okay.

"Brittany please don't cry." Poppy said as she walked towards Brittany and hugged her. Well tried to her hug at least, as Brittany was a lot taller than her. My heart broke at the younger girl comforting her big sister.

"I'm fine. If you go upstairs I'll read you a story before you go to bed." Brittany spoke quietly. Poppy pulled back from the hug and looked into her sister's eyes. She didn't say anything she just stared at her. "Honestly I'm fine." Brittany repeated.

"Okay." Poppy said. She turned to look at me before she spoke. "Santana?"

"Yes, Poppy." She looked like she wanted to ask another question.

"I think if you hold Brittany's hand again she'll stop crying." Poppy said before she disappeared upstairs.

Total silence.

But my mind was nothing but silent. I thought about Brittany crying, the sweet interaction with her sister, the words Poppy had just said to me. I thought about everything.

Brittany's parents hadn't said another word. Mr Pierce looked even more confused than he did already and Mrs Pierce had a few tears in her eyes but she still managed to smile at me.

"Am I the only one who doesn't know what's happening here?" Mr Pierce said to no-one in particular. Nobody answered. "Brittany can you please tell what's going on?" Mr Pierce said as he looked at Brittany who had stopped crying by now.

She had stopped crying because I was holding onto her hand. I took her sister's advice and it worked. She didn't squirm away from my touch which I thought she might have. In fact by the vice like grip she had on my hand it felt like she never wanted to let me go.

"I think we should give Santana and Brittany a minute to themselves." Mrs Pierce spoke for the first time since Poppy had asked the question. She looked at her husband and motioned for them to step inside the kitchen.

"I'm not going anywhere." Mr Pierce replied firmly. "I want to know what the fuck is happening." Mr Pierce yelled. It shocked all of us, especially Brittany who had tears streaming down her face. I felt her hand tighten around mine even more. I squeezed her hand as a silent 'I'm here for you'.

"There's no need to shout or swear for that matter, Andrew." Mrs Pierce stared intensely at her husband. I was glad she had spoken because I definitely couldn't speak. "It's okay." She whispered in Brittany's ear. Brittany looked at her shocked. I saw Mrs Pierce grab Brittany's other hand and Brittany stopped crying.

Mr Pierce seemed to listen to his wife's words. He took several minutes to calm himself down. It was a tense few minutes, between Brittany gripping my hand, which was starting to go numb, and an eerie silence.

"Sorry." Mr Pierce apologised as he looked at his daughter. "Was your sister right?" Mr Pierce referred to the little girl's earlier question. He was asking if we were holding hands.

"Yes." Brittany answered. I don't think Mr Pierce realised that we were holding hands again but if he did he didn't say anything.

"Why?" Mr Pierce asked in a calm voice. He was maintaining eye contact with Brittany and hadn't yet looked at me.

Brittany opened her mouth a few times but no words came out. I wanted to answer for her but I knew she had to do this by herself. However, a different voice spoke.

"Brittany, look at me." Mrs Pierce said in a soothing tone. Brittany looked at her mom before she continued speaking. "I know everything." What does she mean? I thought. I saw confusion in Brittany's eyes.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Brittany tried. But I think we had both realised that her mom knew that we are dating. What with the bathroom incident and probably suspicions she might have.

"Can you just answer me?" Mr Pierce said bringing everybody's attention back to him.

I saw Mrs Pierce squeeze her daughter's hand and I did the same. Mrs Pierce caught my eye again and smiled. I smiled back pleased that she seemed to be okay with us.

"I'm going to tell you, but can you promise to not shout again?" Brittany asked her dad.

"Yes."Mr Pierce replied. He still looked confused.

"I'm different. I'm not like other people. I feel different things." Brittany explained. She paused and looked at her dad. "Girls are supposed to just like boys. Girls are supposed to just want to be with boys. But I don't just like boys. I like girls as well as boys. Do you understand what I'm trying to say?" Brittany asked her dad.

I was amazed at how calm and strong Brittany sounded as she spoke. I didn't expect her to actually to be able to talk to her dad about this. She is such a brave person.

"So you're ..." Mr Pierce trailed off. I didn't know if he understood what Brittany was trying to tell him or whether he just didn't want to say the actual words out loud.

"I'm bisexual." Brittany said as she looked at her dad probably hoping he would be okay with it.

"So you're attracted to girls as well as guys?" Mr Pierce asked for confirmation. Brittany nodded. Mr Pierce looked between me and Brittany. He looked at Brittany with acceptance but when he looked at me he looked confused. He was probably wondering what I had to do with all of this.

I squeezed Brittany's hand as a sign for her to know that I was okay with her telling him. She turned to look at me and smiled. It felt like we were in a world of our own-if only for a few seconds. I smiled back and saw out of the corner of my Mrs Pierce smiling at both of us with a proud look on her face.

"What has Santana got to do with this?" Mr Pierce asked, still in a calm voice.

"Santana's an amazing person. She makes me laugh. She's such a kind person who cares about loads of things. She makes me feel so many things. I feel happy when I'm with her." Brittany looked at her dad who still had a look of confusion on his face.

"What are you trying to say?" Mr Pierce questioned Brittany, as he quickly looked at me.

"I'm your daughter's girlfriend." I suddenly blurted out. What the hell am I doing? I thought.

I looked at Mr Pierce to find him with his mouth open. I then turned to Mrs Pierce who had an amused expression on his face. Before I could say anything Brittany spoke.

"We're dating." Brittany confirmed. As she said this she looked into my eyes. I literally melted at her openness and partially the fact that she didn't seem mad with me for blurting that out.

"Dating." Mr Pierce said. He looked at us in shock. "You two?" He questioned, pointing to us, more to himself than anyone else.

"Is that ok?" Brittany asked in a weaker voice than she had previously.

For a few minutes Mr Pierce stared at me. I was scared as he never took his eyes from me. I couldn't tell if he was okay with it or not. By now his face was unreadable.

"Of course it is. We want you to be happy. That's all that matters to us, Brittany." Mrs Pierce answered on behalf of her husband.

"Thanks mom." Brittany squealed as she pulled her mom in for a hug. Mrs Pierce smirked before she spoke again.

"Although I have to admit I kind of had a hunch about you two. Ever since you couldn't stop talking about Santana." Mrs Pierce told us as we both blushed.

Meanwhile Mr Pierce was sitting there watching us, just staring.

"Please say something dad." Brittany almost pleaded. I saw tears appear in her eyes at the thought of her dad not accepting us.

"I'm shocked." Mr Pierce said as he looked at Brittany. "But I agree with your mom. If Santana makes you happy then that's fine. I just want you to be happy." Mr Pierce got up and gave Brittany a hug. "I'll love you no matter what Brittany." Mr Pierce whispered in her ear. Brittany smiled at him and pulled out of the hug.

"Do your parents know about you two?" Mrs Pierce asked several moments later.

"Yes. I told my mom and my dad found out." I told the elder woman. I felt Brittany squeeze my hand as Mrs Pierce spoke again.

"How did they take it?" Mrs Pierce asked. I looked at Brittany and then at her mom and felt tears come to my eyes at thinking about my dad's reaction.

"My mom took it really well. But my dad..." I couldn't finish that sentence. I felt tears run down my face and Brittany pulled me into a hug. She held me tight and whispered comforting words in my ear. I sobbed into her neck and completely broke down.

"I'm so sorry Santana. That's awful. If you ever want to talk about anything, you can talk to us if you want."Mrs Pierce said as she held onto my hand. Mr Pierce nodded in agreement at his wife's statement

I had calmed down by now and I wasn't crying anymore. Brittany had told her mom what my dad had said to me, as I couldn't do it. Brittany's parents had listened intently to what she told them.

"Thank you so much." I said as Mrs Pierce pulled me into a hug.

I looked around at the Pierce family and realised I didn't just have my in my corner –accepting me and protecting me. I know had three more people who are there for me.

"You said you would read me a story." A little voice spoke. Poppy was in her jim-jams walking towards us in the front room. "I've been waiting for ages." Poppy pouted at Brittany.

"It's only been half an hour." Mrs Pierce told her daughter around a giggle at the girl's attitude.

Poppy walked up to her sister and looked at her expectantly. I saw Brittany bend down to the younger girl's level and Poppy whispered something in her ear. I didn't hear what she said. But Brittany laughed and Poppy looked sweetly at me.

"Poppy wants you to read the story to her as well." Brittany told me. I smiled at the little girl as me and Brittany held onto poppy's hands as we walked to her bedroom. Brittany quickly pecked me on the cheek as we were walking up the stairs and we both beamed smiles at each other.

"I like you Santana."Poppy said as we tucked her in and sat down on either side with book between us.

"I like you too Poppy." I told the little girl. I saw Brittany looking at me and her sister with her smile on her face.

"I think Brittany likes you as well, she never stops talking about you." Poppy whispered in my ear. I smiled at her words.

"Can you keep a secret?" I asked the little girl. Poppy nodded looking excited. "I like Brittany a lot." I whispered in the girl's ear. Poppy giggled and smiled.

I looked at Brittany and saw a confused, yet, cute look on her face. She hadn't heard what we were talking about. I looked again at Poppy. I didn't know whether she read into my words and realised that me and Brittany were dating. But I was glad she liked me.

"Brittany!" Poppy said trying to get her sister's attention. Brittany looked at her sister waiting for her to continue. "Santana said she likes you, a lot." Poppy spoke so I could hear what she said as well.

"You said you could keep secrets!" I playfully scolded Poppy. Poppy laughed and looked pleased with herself.

"We better start reading its way past your bed time." Brittany said as she read the first line of the book Poppy had chosen.

I smiled at two of my favourite girls and read the next line as Brittany looked at me with a smile on her face.

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