CHAPTER 26
"Thanks for driving, Jenna, I would've offered but Santana usually drives." I replied as I hopped out of her little white Prius then ducked down to look at her with a big grin. "I really appreciate everything you've done today. It was really cool of you to keep me company considering I don't know much about being a celebrity yet. I guess I was pretty lucky running into you at the jewelry shop."
"Yeah, thanks again for helping me pick out that necklace for my mom, she's gunna love it! But really, it was no problem at all." She nodded confidently, "You've helped me with my boyfriend problems a few times so it's only fair to help you out as well."
"True." I nodded, "I'm just relieved that we got a lot of things sorted out today." I said shrugging my shoulders. "I just hope San will be okay with me meeting with them instead of her."
"Well, considering she hasn't called for me all day, not even a text, I'm pretty sure she forgot about it." Jenna nodded, "But I don't think she'd mind, I've worked for her long enough to kind of guess what her opinions might be and I think you've made excellent decisions in how to handle this. Plus with the new people she replaced the previous managers and PR reps with; I think there will be way less static from the media so that helps too. This new team she formed really knows what they're doing; at least that's what their transcripts say so hopefully we can get this under control. Not saying you both won't be in the talks for a while, but it will definitely be a little quieter."
"You're right," I replied with a nod. "Thanks again Jenna , I'll be sure to tell San to give you a raise or something!" I joked then gave her one last wave as I spun back around to face the many steps of our apartment building. I stared up at the steps, my neck craning back to take in the entire view of the building. I never realized how tall it was or how high we lived; it had to be at least 80 floors. The apartment I shared with Quinn only had 6 floors so it was definitely a big switch. I let my eyes carry back down the building to the glass front doors and let out a calming sigh before walking up the steps. I waved to the doorman as he held open the door for me then quickly slipped into an unoccupied elevator and leaned against one of the walls, trying to get these nerves that had come out of nowhere under control. What if San's up there waiting for me? What if she's really upset with me because I've been gone all day? What if I've made things even worse than they already are? I kept trying to think of what I'd say when I finally see her, but nothing good came to mind. I just really wish she isn't too angry. I know she can hold a grudge and though she's never done it to me, I know it can happen. The door bell chimed signaling the top floor, breaking me out of my thoughts. I swallowed thickly and began my walk towards our front door. I nervously unlocked the bolts and twisted the knob, preparing for the worse, but to my surprise the living room was empty.
"Santana?" I called out as I looked around the apartment, but no one answered. Everything looked just as I had left it, untouched. Picking up my phone that I had left on the coffee table earlier that morning, I went to call her only to find that my phone was dead; typical since I left uncharged all night. I walked around the apartment not really sure of what to do; I wanted to talk with her but at the same time I was scared of what she'd say considering I've been gone without telling her and I was the one who tried calling off the wedding out of frustration. I cursed myself for being so dumb and thinking that leaving my phone would be a good idea; she was probably out looking for me or worse, thinking that I really didn't want to marry her anymore and I was gone. I felt the tears welling in my eyes but I blinked them away; San knew I wouldn't give up on us that easily. Realizing that the only thing I could do right now is wait, I changed into some shorts and a loose fitting top before climbing out of the window to the fire escape. I only just found what it lead to about a week ago, but it's quickly become one of my favorite places to dance. Something about dancing around so high off the ground made all my problems seems so small and at a time like this, that's exactly what I needed. With my ipod dock under one arm and a blanket thrown over my shoulder, I climbed up the ladder and swung my leg over the ledge. At first I spread the blanket down and laid back on it comfortably, allowing myself to watch the clouds drift on by. It was relaxing, but it still didn't help calm my nerves so I pushed myself up and began twirling about carelessly to the music in hopes to work off some of those jitters. I couldn't really tell how long I was dancing, but I had really worked up a sweat. I slowed my movements and hopped up on the ledge and began walking it as if it was a balance beam. Though I can be a total klutz sometimes, thanks to my many years of gymnastics, being up on here wasn't really a hard task. I placed one foot in front of the other with my arms out keeping my posture perfect and my eyes set on the skyline and started walking back and forth with ease. As soon as I heard the sounds of footsteps coming from the ladder, I knew I was no longer alone and the time for explanations had finally arrived.
"I found you." I heard her say quietly, and by the softness in her voice, it was like she wasn't trying to scare me or something. I didn't realize how much I missed the sound of her voice and it made me smile just hearing it in such a tone compared to all the yelling we've been doing lately. Overwhelmed by happiness, I spun on the tips of my toes to show her a gleaming smile.
"You did." I answered in my normal tone, but as soon as I saw her I quickly turned back around. There were bags under her eyes and her hair was in a messy bun, even her outfit was subpar which is so unlike her. She looked beat. I instantly felt bad because I knew I had to be the reason behind why she looked like that. I took a few more steps, just trying to walk out my guilt and quickly think up something to say until she spoke again.
"Baby, please, please, don't jump."
Santana's POV
She stopped walking her concrete tightrope and faced me again with her brow quirked and her blonde hair softly tousling against the light Spring breeze. I felt my chest tighten and the palms of my hands get disgustingly clammy as I watched her every move like a hawk.
"Jump?" She asked quizzically with her nose scrunching up in that cute way it does when she's confused.
"Yes, baby, please just get down from there." I begged shamelessly, "Come back to me, Britt, please.." I held my hands out for her to take as tears continued to roll down my cheeks. Her eyes widened and her mouth formed and 'O' as she nodded quickly and took my hands before stepping off the ledge. As soon as both of her feet touched the gravel, I pulled her to me, wrapping my arms tightly around her shoulders, and nuzzled in against her neck. "D-D-Don't ever scare me like that again." I sobbed into her shoulder as I felt her hands run up my back and press against my shoulder blades.
"I-I would never do that to you, San, never." She stammered after a long pause and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. I clung to her even tighter, not wanting to let go, afraid that if I did she could be gone again. "I didn't mean to scare you, honey, I'm sorry." She cooed and continued to rub at my back and kiss my hair until my sobbing slowed and my breathing even out. "I didn't mean to make you think I was going to do that, I wouldn't ever.." I pulled my head back from her neck to look up at her trying to smile down at me. Even though her eyes were now red and watery and her nose was beginning to redden again from the tears, she never looked prettier. I loosened my hold on her a little more so I could take in her appearance. She didn't look like she had been kidnapped, no bruises or cuts where she could've been hurt, she even had an acceptable outfit on while I'm here looking like I got dressed in the dark. She looked fine compared to me. "You wanna sit down for a second?" She asked lightly, "You look a little shaken up.." I blinked away the tears and let her direct me far away from the edge of the roof to sit down on this blanket she had laid out. It wasn't until I had sat down cross legged and had gotten over the initial shock of thinking she was going to jump that I realized that we were sitting on a blanket. I looked down at bedspread sadly then looked back up at her to see that she was already giving me a weak smile, but none of us spoke. We just sat there in silence. I had questions, she had questions, but we were both in dire need of answers.
"You didn't have to sleep up here.." I sighed, finally finding the silence between us unbearable. "You could've said something to me, I could've left if you were that uncomfortable. I could've stayed at a hotel or something or with Quinn, maybe, but y-you didn't have to sleep on the ro-" I stopped mid sentence when I looked up to see her snickering. "What? Why are you laughing?"
"I didn't sleep on the roof, San, I slept in our bed." She answered innocently.
"Wh-what?" I stammered, "No, you were gone. I-I went to talk to you on the couch and you weren't there, you left your phone and everything, Britt, you weren't home.." I rambled trying to recollect what happened last night. "Yeah, I checked all the rooms, y-you weren't there.."
"You're right, I wasn't, I went out for a bit." She replied guiltily as she stared down at her fumbling hands then looked back up at me, "But I came right back. You were asleep on the couch so I just took the bed. I mean, I thought about moving you but then I didn't know if you were still mad at me so I didn't want to make things worse.."
"Wait, what?" I asked in a panic, "Where did you go then for almost three hours, because that's how long I was up looking for you?" She pressed her lips together solemnly then let out a sigh. "Sorry, I didn't mean to sound angry..I was just really worried about you.." I replied seeing that my concerned tone could be mistaken for something else. "It's not like you to leave in the middle of the night, alone."
"I know, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you worried..I just-I couldn't sleep." She answered, "I always found it calming to walk the city, you know? That's all I did..oh, and I had some really awesome cake."
"Cake?" I asked with my brows furrowing. I'm here worrying about where she was all night, worried that she could've gotten mugged or something and she's out there having dessert? What?
"Yeah!" She answered cheerfully, "I'll take you there one day."
May 3rd, 2016; 1:25am
"Miss Pierce, you're out earlier than usual." The doorman greeted me as I approached the entrance of the lobby.
"Yeah, I've got a sweet tooth." I lied with a believable smile.
"Ah, well bring me back something!" He joked with a beaming grin. I giggled at how happy he always was; something I wish I was right about now, but I didn't want to marsh his mellows so instead I just smiled.
"I'll bring you back whatever kind of dessert you want if you do me a favor.." I replied. His smile faltered a bit as he quirked a brow.
"What kind of favor?" He asked with his forehead wrinkling.
"If Santana comes down here, you never saw me, okay?" I asked and waited patiently for his head to nod. "Alright, cool." I smiled then spun away from him before looking back over my shoulder, "Any dessert in particular?"
"Whatever you decide is just fine with me, Miss Pierce." He answered. I smiled back then nodded before walking out to the streets of the city. It wasn't really like me to be out at such a late time, especially by myself, but I couldn't stay in there. I couldn't bear the pain I caused Santana and I couldn't bear not knowing what to do. I felt so helpless about everything and I hated it. I don't know how long I was there for, but I slipped into a diner that I'd never been to before and ordered about every dessert they had listed. As the older woman wobbled over to me holding a tray filled with different cakes and pies and ice creams, I instantly thought of Bella and how much she'd love this. I sat there for a long time just thinking about everything and possible ways to fix it, but that was just too much to take on in one sitting.
Not realizing that my eyes were bigger than my stomach, I had the woman box up the rest and left her a big tip before making my way back to the apartment wielding a take-out bag filled with about 4 containers of slices of cake I hadn't even touched yet. I couldn't really tell what time it was since I didn't have my phone again, but I assumed quite a few hours had passed. Though the city never sleeps, there is a point during the night where the streets aren't as crowded and I think that's what time it is now. On my way back, I passed this one man who was leaned up against a building, his matted haired dog curled up next to him, and his clothes all a tattered mess. My heart always broke for the homeless, especially when they had a pet. I just thought about all the stories I've read in magazines about how some would offer their pet food before feeding themselves. I slowed my walk as I neared him.
"Do you like chocolate?" I asked, gaining the attention of the homeless man. He didn't say anything at first, the only other movement being the dog's head popping up to look at me too. I began to open up my take-out bag and grab for the container marked chocolate cake. "Everyone likes chocolate." I shrugged as I leaned down and handed him the container without waiting for a reply. "But not dogs, I don't think they're allowed to eat chocolate, it makes their stomachs hurt." Then man looked down at the container then back up at me with a small grin creeping up on his cracked lips. I returned the smile and gestured for the dog. "What's her name?" I asked clearly seeing it was in fact a female.
"Charlie." He answered as he set a chunky hand on the dog's head and scratching at her scalp. The dog burrowed in against his hand lovingly as he smiled down at her.
"Oh, I've always loved that name for a girl." I answered happily then smiled down at the dog before turning to leave. "Enjoy your cake!" I waved and proceeded to walk away.
"Oh, miss?" I heard him call out in a raspy voice. I spun back around with raised brows. "Thank you." He said and lifted the container I had given him, "You're right, everyone loves chocolate." I giggled and waved before going back to head home. Just seeing that man instantly reminded me that there are so many more things that could go wrong in life and no matter how you might feel; someone out there has always got it worse than you. But what really makes the difference is how you let it affect you, if you even let it affect you.
"Miss Pierce, you're back!" The doorman greeted as he held the door open for me.
"I am, I feel like I need to brush my teeth a million times from all that sugar." I teased, "Did-uhm-"
"She did." He nodded already knowing what I was going to ask, "Probably about 10 minutes after you left." My eyes widened at that because when I went back into the bedroom to change, she was dead asleep. "Don't worry, I told her I hadn't seen you. I heard her call Miss Fabray though, she was very frantic." I nodded and handed over the bag of desserts with a smile.
"Thanks." I said and made my way back upstairs, preparing myself for a very worried Santana, but instead I was met with her fast asleep again, this time on the couch hugging my pillow and wrapped in the blanket I tried sleeping with earlier. Though I was supposed to be mad at her, I couldn't help the grin that made it to my lips at seeing her cuddling with a pillow. I thought about joining her on the couch or carrying her back to bed, but I decided against it and just sat in front of her on the ground. I took in how soft her lips looked and the smoothness of her skin, the way her shallow breathing could almost put me to sleep, the tousled look of her brunette locks, and thought that no matter what I say to her when I'm angry and vice versa, this face, I could never stop loving it. I could never stop loving her and no sex tape is going to get between that. I ran my hand up her arm until I reached the throw blanket that hand gathered at her waist and hauled it up over her shoulders then leaned in to press a kiss to her forehead before getting up and walking to the bedroom to get what would only end up being four hours of sleep. I awoke around the usual time I'd be awake on a Tuesday and got dressed quietly before exiting the room seeing that Santana was still fast asleep. I looked to my phone sitting just in front of the sleeping brunette and contemplated whether or not I should take it with me, but deciding that we might need a little space from each other, I left it and walked back out to the city to clear my mind.
Present Time, Santana's POV;
"I didn't mean to make you worried, San, I just-I couldn't sleep a-and I think I just needed to get out for a bit to, you know, think about things.."
"I understand." I replied feeling a pang in my chest. Things she said, she had to think about things. She could've been talking about the sex tape, she could've been talking about people's opinions of her, she could've been talking about our parents, but things? I automatically thought of the worse. It hurt me to imagine what those things might be, afraid to think that one of them might be realizing she really doesn't want to be with me anymore. I couldn't blame her though. After all the things I've put her through, why would she want to be with me? I swallowed back a very familiar lump in my throat hoping that I wouldn't start crying again; I think I've done enough of that for one day. I stared down at my engagement ring and closed my eyes tightly. "D-Do you still want this, Britt?" I asked, my whole body shaking with nerves, but I couldn't bring myself to look over at her. "Do you still want us?" She didn't say anything for a long time and every second longer she took to answer was like another stab in the heart. I shouldn't have even asked, her taking so long to reply was an answer enough. I couldn't take it any longer; I just had to stop this. "Th-That's fine, I get it and if that's what it takes to make you happy again then I'm okay with that. It would be just my luck after everything's that happened today, but that's okay. You're my main priority and if this is what you want then okay. If you don't want to marry me anymore then th-th-that's okay." I rambled, close to tears again, repeating over and over how this was okay but I think I was trying to convince myself more than anything. "I-I can organize a place for you to live because I can't really move out. You can take whatever you want-" I hastily moved from the blanket and started walking towards the ladder, not wanting her to see me breakdown.
"San, wait." She called out, her voice cracking at the last word.
"Please, Britt, you don't have to give your reasons..I-I think I can use my imagination."I choked out as I felt her cool fingers wrap around my wrist, spinning me back around to face her. I kept my eyes closed though; I didn't want to see the pity in her eyes. I felt her hands move up to cup my cheeks and just her touch seemed to ease my nerves. Just a little bit though.
"Santana, look at me." She said softly. I did as I was told and looked up at the brightest pair of blue eyes. "You'll be using your imagination for more than that if you think letting you go is my decision." She replied with the shake of her head.
"Wh-What are you trying to say?" I asked shakily but she just laughed and dropped her hands from my cheeks.
"Baby, I'm trying to say I'll always want to marry you." She sighed then tugged me into a warm hug. "You're what makes me happy, so you can't leave me and I sure as hell won't leave you."
"Really?" I gasped feeling the guilt I had for making her so sad slowly get overtaken by happiness, "But I-I said some really shitty things to you last night. I mean, what I said about my parents being right, Britt, that-I didn't-"She cut me off by pressing a finger to my lips, still smiling so brightly.
"Honey, I know you didn't mean it." She replied and kept her arms snug around my shoulders, "Just like how I didn't mean it what I said that we shouldn't get married.."
"I'm sorry, for saying all that stuff, it was so stupid of me a-and you didn't need me adding to what you were already going through.." I mumbled, but all she did was smile brightly and wipe away my tears.
"I know, San, you've got a special way of handling things but that's okay." She said softly, "I said some things too, well did things really, and I'm sorry for that. It wasn't the right thing to do considering we were both pretty lost. It was silly for both of us to act the way we did towards each other.." We pulled each other back in for another tight hug and a few kisses before there was another long pause again.
"So the wedding is still on?" I asked shyly as she pulled away from me.
"Always on." With that, a smile spread across my whole face. I don't think I've ever been so freaking happy in all my life, well besides when Britt said yes, but still. "San, are you crying?" She giggled as I buried my face in her shoulder just inhaling her scent. I didn't realize I was until I pulled away and saw the wet patches on her shirt.
"Happy tears, B." I muttered trying to wipe at my tears embarrassingly, "God, I love you."
"I love you too, San." She replied against my lips as I pressed a kiss to hers, "I hate fighting with you."
"Oh, it's the worse feeling ever." I replied knowingly, "But you know what? You don't have to worry about me ever trying to fight with you over the same thing ever again. While I was out looking for you with Quinn, she got me thinking about stuff, she's actually very smart, but that's beside the point." I rambled shaking my head, "She helped me realize why I kept putting us through the same thing over and over, and I did a lot of thinking too and it won't ever happen again.."
"What did she do? Hypnotize you?" She asked innocently. It was cute the way she leaned in, her eyes flickering between mine as she anxiously awaited an answer.
"No, babe, she didn't hypnotize me." I snickered, "She got me to really think about transference and it made me realize that I was doing that to you because I never fully dealt with my issues with Brooke and by forgiving her, I have. It's over. That part of my life is really done with now and B, it feels really good. It's like a whole weight was lifted off my shoulders! I'm almost angry that I haven't done this earlier."
"Oh San, that's great! I'm so proud of you, babe. I know how hard it is for you to do something like that, but you did it and you're going to be okay now!" She rambled clearly excited about my realization. She engulfed me in another bear hug and lifted me off the ground slightly all while pressing kisses to my cheeks. "I wish I would've know that that's what it took, I would've done something.."
"We're going to be okay now," I corrected as she set me back down, "And baby, you've helped me enough. You'll never know how much you've truly helped me, but what happened today, that was something I had to do all on my own, Quinn just made me realize it. So me and you, our relationship is going to be on a whole new level of awesome." She just giggled and smiled that same goofy grin.
"See? We can do important things without each other." She said as she bounced a little on her toes, "I mean, it's nice doing things together all the time but I think it's good that we can still be our own person." I quirked my brow at that, not really following where she was going. She must've caught on because she shook her head and tried to start again. "You're not the only one that's been working hard at fixing things today."
"What do you mean, Britt?" I asked clearly confused but she just smiled down at her feet.
"I took care of everything, San, you'd be so proud." She answered as she finally looked back up at me with a beaming grin.
"I don't get it..you took care of what?" I answered skeptically, but all she did was smile that same goofy grin that I've grown to love so much.
Earlier That Day;
"So, Miss Pierce, from what you've told us so far, you were knowledgeable about the recording of this tape, correct?" Attorney, Peter Taylors, asked as he leaned back in his big leather chair.
"Yes, that's correct." I answered, trying hard to keep the nervous from rattling my voice box.
"And like you said, this tape was meant to be something private kept between just you and this former boyfriend of yours?"
"Yes." I answered again confidently.
"And there wasn't any type of conversation between the two of you before it was released?"
"No."
"Okay." He said as she began scribbling down on the notepad kept on top of his desk. "I understand that this tape being leaked is a complete violation of your privacy and should be kept from circulating any further. With that said, I can see two ways to solving this problem." He began as he pushed his reading glasses up the bridge of his nose then ran his hand through his graying hair before resting it beneath his chin. "We can go after the main company that's distributing the tape and file charges against them for not requesting your permission before the distribution. I don't think we will be able to take down the video indefinitely because, you know how the internet works, once something's out there it's really hard to get back, but cutting off the main source is a good start and hopefully that'll keep it from spreading." I nodded along with what he was saying; it was something the other lawyers I met with today recommended as well. "We can also go after your former boyfriend and file for injunctive relief immediately, that way no matter what the judge's verdict is, your ex will not be allowed to continue to push the video and if he tests us he will suffer the consequences and be held in contempt of court." I pressed my lips together and tried hard to concentrate on everything he was telling me, but out of all the lawyers I met with today, he sort of spoke more my language. I mean, he still threw in some words I didn't quite understand, but he was quick to translate for me.
"Huh, no one else brought up that last part you said about the injunctive relief." I replied, "I think that's a really good idea."
"I do too, especially when something so intimate is involved." He nodded. We spoke for another 20 more minutes about what else could be done then we were both up and shaking hands before he lead me back out to the lobby.
"Thank you, again, Mister Taylors." I replied as I gave him another handshake. "I really appreciate everything."
"Not a problem, Miss Pierce, we'll keep in touch." He said politely then spun back around to head back to his office. Once he was far enough, I let my tensed shoulders drop.
"How'd this one go?" Jenna asked as she pushed herself up from the arm chair. I turned to her and smiled.
"I think we've got a winner." I answered, "He brought up a few things the other lawyers didn't so I really think we'll go with him, of course, San's going to have to meet with him too. Just to, you know, double check.." Jenna nodded knowingly.
"Well, she did list him as one of her top 5 go-to lawyers." She shrugged as she pulled out her phone to scroll through the schedule Santana was supposed to be following. "Good thing we ran into each other though, it seems like Miss Lopez forgot all about these meetings she scheduled with them." I took my bottom lip between my teeth and pouted just thinking about what Santana could be doing right now.
"I should've left a note or something." I grumbled as Jenna and I walked out the building to the garage where she parked. Out of frustration, I left my phone on purpose. I knew if I kept it with me, I'd be tempted to call Santana or she'd be looking for me nonstop, but I had to do this. I had to show her that I can handle things too, that she doesn't have to carry all the weight, I'm just as capable. But I know it was a little selfish of me to do that knowing how worried she can get. I guess I was just being spiteful because she didn't tell me where she was all night yesterday.
"Yeah, that would've been a good idea." Jenna answered lightly, "I'm surprised there isn't a S.W.A.T team out looking for you right now, you really should've told a least one person where you were."
"I did.." I shrugged and looked over to her as she beeped her car unlocked, "Not my fault she hasn't called you and asked, I'm sure that's what she's doing anyway, calling everyone I know checking to see if they've seen me. That's what I did at least.."
"Yeah, you're probably right." Jenna chuckled and slid into the car. "Well, that was the last of the meetings today. Do you still want me to hide you?" I snorted at that and shook my head with a smile.
"I think I should go home now, hopefully she's home and isn't too pissed." Jenna nodded and started the car. The ride was quiet, not an awkward quiet, at least not for me, but that maybe have to do with how loud my thoughts were. I thought back to what each of the lawyers recommended and somehow, knowing that there were answers to this problem eased my nerves a little. I know I'd still have to deal with the repercussions and the media, but I really feel confident now. I mean, of course I'm still scared of what people are thinking about me but I can't let that control my life. People will always talk, good or bad. I can get through this and I'm about a million percent sure that Santana will be with me the whole way. At least, I hope so. With the way things went last night and the words that were said, I'm not really sure what we are right now. I just know that at least one of our big problems is on the way to being fixed. Before I knew it, we were pulling up to me and San's apartment building.
Present Time, Brittany's POV;
I waited anxiously for; I don't even know what, something! But she just stared wide eyed at me like she'd seen a ghost. I was already a little hesitant about telling her that I had went to her meetings for her, but seeing as she's completely frozen has me even more worried.
"Crap, I knew I should've waited.." I huffed guiltily, "I was just trying to help and show you I could handle things on my own too, but I guess I should've started off slow. Like maybe cooking dinner by myself without burning down the house, or maybe paying some of the bills on my own instead of just giving the money to you? I don't know, but nothing's set, you can always go an-" I was cut off by soft full lips pressing into my own, effectively shutting me up. My eyes fluttered close as my arms found their way around her neck, pulling her closer to deepen the kiss until she was pulling back with a smile.
"Words can't express how much I love you right now." She sighed happily; her eyes half lidded and a half smirk still present on her lips.
"Wait, you're okay with me meeting them?" I asked timidly.
"Of course I am!" She nodded sternly, "If we're going to be married, we've got to learn how to work as a team even if we're not together physically. You know what I mean?" I nodded a little but she could tell I was a little lost. "I'm perfectly fine with you meeting with the lawyers without me, especially since I scheduled to meet with them to discuss things that deal with you, because you were still keeping us in mind. You know? This is a partnership and if we can't depend on each other when it's needed then we won't make it. So I'm very proud that at least one of us still had our head in the game and was thinking about other important things that are going to affect us. Unlike me, I've been running all over the world looking for you," My smile faltered a little bit at that, but she cupped my chin and tilted my head back up revealing a loving smile, "You didn't let one thing totally take over, you still pushed through and got stuff done, and I'm so proud of you for that."
"You are?" I asked feeling my chest tighten with happiness as a smile spread across my face. All this time I've been so worried about what she'd say when I told her, come to find out she's totally cool with it!
"So proud, babe." She grinned and pressed another soft kiss to my lips. "It's kind of hot actually, how you said you were trying to act all professional with those lawyers." She added with that special glint in her eyes. I smiled down at my feet bashfully until she set her hands on my hips then nodded towards the ladder, "Now how's about we got off this roof and head back inside so I can show you just how proud I am of you?" She asked, her voice dropping low to my favorite husky tone while she licked at her lips seductively. Suddenly my skin was on fire and there was a new ache between my legs that was just begging to be tended to. She looked up at me through her long lashes then quirked her brow. "What do you say?"
"I-uhhh-I.." I stammered at a loss for words, but San just giggled and grabbed on to my hand.
"Come on, Stutters." She teased and led me to the ladder. "You can think about it on the way down.."
"San!" I snickered, but she just spun back around with a smirk on her lips.
"What?" She laughed, "That was just coincidence.." Once we shared a few more quick kisses, we pulled ourselves away from each other long enough to make it down the ladder and get safely inside before we were once again lip locked. Hands were roaming all over one another's bodies while kisses were sloppily exchanged. "I've missed you so much today.." She whispered as her lips brushed past my ear.
"Me too." I replied as I ran my hands up her back. At some point, she had me pinned against the kitchen counter, her hands planted firmly behind me, as she flicked her tongue at my pulse point and started to trail kisses down my neck. "Mm, San.." I sighed when she slipped a thigh between my legs, effectively hitting my throbbing bundle of nerves. I let out a shaky breath at the feeling and rolled my head back, allowing more skin for her to lavish. She continued to alternate between licking and sucking, until she kissed her way across my jaw and planted one last searing kiss to my lips.
"Bedroom?" She asked, somewhat out of breath. With the way she was pressing into me and how hot she was making me feel, there was definitely no time for that. I quickly shook my head and went to hoist her up, but she stopped my hands and slowly shook her head before kneeling down. She ran her hands down my sides as she continued to look up at me with the same smirk then hooked her fingers in the waistband of my shorts and began tugging them down. Her eyes only left mine briefly when she slipped off my ruined panties, flinging the material to the side along with my discarded shorts, and started kissing at my thighs and my hipbones. I closed my eyes, too freaking turned on to blink and half tempted to just straddle her face, but I felt her hands slowly gliding up my legs, her hands caressing my calves then up to my thighs then up to my sides were she went and pushed up my tank top and threw it to the side with my other clothes. She went to work kissing at my stomach while her hands found my breasts and began kneading them.
"Uhh-San, mm-" I sighed when I felt her mouth close around my nipple, flicking her tongue at the nub, alternating between the two making sure there was equal treatment. My hands tangled into her hair as she continued her attack, but where I needed her mouth to be right about now before I explode was a little further south. "Babe.." I groaned impatiently as I involuntarily bucked my hips into her, but she just snickered and leaned up to capture my lips as her hand went straight for my center. My lips parted at the feeling, but no sound came out, instead all I could do was suck in a quick breath of air. Her fingers began circling my clit and each time she applied a little pressure, a new squeak would find its way out of my mouth. I wrapped my arms around her shoulders and pulled her to me, wanting to be as close as possible.
"So wet, B.." She mumbled against my lips. I let out another sigh and started to rock against her. She smirked and quickened her pace a little as our kisses turned wet and sloppy. My hands left her hair and went straight for her ass as she entered me and started thrusting behind her furiously working hand.
"So good, babe, so-" I whined as she kept her steady pace and continued to kiss at my neck and jaw. I felt my walls tightening around her the faster she went and with the extra oomf she was putting behind her thrusts, I was going to be coming in no time. We were panting; our breath mixing as sweat started to collect on her brow and a streak down my chest. "So close, d-don't stop.." I moaned repeatedly as I gripped hard on her ass and helped her push into me.
"Let it go, baby." She husked and just the sound of her voice was enough to throw me off the edge. I felt my knees buckling, but she wrapped her free arm around my waist and held on to me tightly as I came down from my high.
"So good." I panted as I dropped my head to her shoulder pressing kisses to her skin all while trying to catch my breath. Thanks to my awesome stamina, I was only down for the count for about a minute or so before I was lifting her up on me, switching our positions, and setting her on the counter while I stood between her legs.
"I love when you do that," She groaned and set her hands on my hips.
"My turn." I winked and started undressing her then kissed my way down her chest, spending lots of time on her breasts which I just love so much, before I lowered myself to taste her.
"Ohh, fuck.." She moaned as I flattened my tongue and licked my way up then closed my mouth on her sensitive nub and sucked hard. Her hands tangled into my hair as her nails dug into my scalp while I swirled my tongue around her clit, alternating between kissing and licking. I peeked up at her to see her chest rising and falling with each shaky breath she took. Her thighs started to close on me, which I took as a good sign, as I pushed my tongue in her. "B-Britt!" She squeaked as I curled my hands around her thighs to keep them spread and continued my assault. If I thought I was wet, she was soaked, and the more I attempted to lap up all her juices, the more would leak out. Some even dribbled down my chin, but I couldn't stop until I got her off and she was gasping for air. I took one last peek up at her before closing my eyes then let my tongue do all the work. "Holy fucking, babe, so good-" She cried and rocked against my tongue. I started to feel her clenching around me, so I quickly pulled away and reentered her with two fingers. Her ankles hooked around my waist as I leaned into her, kissing at her neck, all while my hand was pumping in her.
"Come on, baby.." I cooed as I felt her tightening around my fingers. I kissed more at her neck and whispered sweet nothings until she let out a final shriek and she was clinging to me as she came down. I held her close while she evened out her breathing, smiling goofily that we just had sex on the kitchen counter. She pulled away from my neck and grinned lazily up at me.
"I love make up sex." She said breathlessly. I giggled and brushed the matted hair away from her eyes, "I fucking love you."
"I love fucking you." I smirked to which her eyes widened at my surprising word choice, "And I also love you too." She leaned in and kissed my lips softly.
"So all is forgiven?" She asked with a knowing smirk.
"Definitely." I winked then shrugged casually as I helped her down from the counter, "I mean, who else could fuck you like that?"
"Oh my- Brittany!" She laughed, shocked by my bluntness, but I just shrugged again and swatted at her ass as she bent down to pick up our clothes. "That's two times in a row! We're getting you a swear jar, Miss Potty Mouth!"
1 Hour Later;
"God, finally!" Quinn groaned as she picked up on the second ring, "I've been waiting forever! When I said call me when you get home, I meant like right when you got in the door. Never mind, what's up? What happened? Was she there? Is everything okay? Are you two still getting-"
"Q, it's Brittany.." I interrupted her rambling with a giggle.
"Ohh.." She stopped, "I-uhh-oh..why are you using Santana's phone?"
"Mine's dead.." I shrugged as I took a seat in the recliner.
"Right, so you really put that girl through some crazy worrying today, it was kinda funny how she was acting, but not funny at the same time." Quinn chuckled, "Are you guys okay now? Did you do all your heartfelt make up talk?"
"Mhm, everything's good again." I replied, "Well, I'm sure we still have things to work out but our relationship is good and now we can take on this whole sex tape thing together. Most importantly, we're still getting married. I told her what I've done all day, which I'll tell you later, and she told me what she did all day, but what I was really calling for was to thank you."
"Huh? Thank me?"
"Yeah, San told me that you were with her helping to look for me and you had one of your super smart Quinn talks with her and I can already tell it's really changed her. It's a good change though, and I just wanted to say thank you. I know you two have a special type of friendship and sometimes you guys say really mean things to each other, which still confuses me, but I know deep down you guys care a lot about each other and I-I just love that my two favorite ladies get along so well."
"Britt.."
"Wait, I'm still going!" I cut in, "It's really cool that she can relate to you on these levels that I can't, you know? Like with this whole transparence thing she was telling me about-"
"Transference."
"Yeah, that!" I giggled, "See? I would've never known about that and though I try to help as much as I can, sometimes I'm at a loss. That's why I'm really thankful that she has you too, you've helped fix her in a way that I didn't even know about. So really, Q, thanks."
"That's what friends are for, right?" She said and I could practically hear her grinning angelically. "And you know she can be the biggest pain in the ass sometimes, but I know you love her and she loves you and I love the both of you so of course I'd do anything to keep you guys happy. You're all the family I've got besides Sam and Bella, so there's nothing I won't do to keep us all together."
"Awh Quinn, I love you too." I cooed, "You're such a good not really sister, I wish I could hug you right now!" I laughed as I heard her giggle on the other end.
"Yeah, yeah, save it for later!" She teased then we said our goodbyes and I hung up the phone. I let out a happy sigh as I looked over to Santana who was curled up on the other couch in a pair of workout shorts and one of my shirts with a content smile on her face. It was only about 5:20pm but with all our makeup rounds of Uno and how she didn't really get that much sleep last night, she must really be worn out. I pushed myself up off the recliner and wiggled my way in behind her then wrapped my arm around her waist. I felt her nuzzle into me as her hands over lapped mine while I buried my face in her hair.
"Who were you talking to, B?" She asked sleepily as she shuffled around to face me with her eyes closed.
"Just Quinn." I replied, bringing up my hand to brush away some of her bangs that had fallen in her eyes.
"Ohh.." She nodded lazily then set her forehead on my chest, "She's a good friend."
"She really is." I answered with a smile, "You wanna move to the bed?"
"Uh-uh." She hummed and wrapped her arms around me, "I like it riiiight here.."
"Okay, we'll stay here until you wake up then." I giggled softly then set my chin on top of her head and hugged her close. She didn't speak for awhile so I just assumed that she had fallen back asleep, but she picked up her head and pressed her lips to my jaw one last time.
"We're getting married tomorrow, Britt.." She said as she grinned dopily, still with her eyes closed, then burrowed back into me. I snickered at her cute sleepy talk and kissed the nest of messy hair as she fell back asleep. Suddenly I felt really really happy and excited and anxious and warm and fuzzy that all I could to was smile. Things were just halfway of being solved, but if San and I are okay, then nothing can get in the way of that! My heart raced, my palms heated up, my skin was tingling, and it was all because of this girl lying here in my arms.
"We're getting married tomorrow.." I mumbled and followed her into a much needed nap. However, we were only asleep for about 30 minutes when we were both startled by loud banging at our front door.
"The fuck is that?" San grumbled sleepily as we both sat up, rubbing at our eyes. I shrugged and sluggishly made my way to the door.
"Who is-"
"Brittany!" Kurt shrieked as he stormed in, "Where's your phone? I've been trying to call you." He huffed then looked over at Santana, "And I've been trying to call you as well!" I rejoined Santana on the couch as the both of us stared up at super frantic Kurt.
"Well, Kurt, if you haven't noticed, Britt and I have been going through some things that we needed to sort out." Santana answered in a frighteningly tone. Kurt stopped his pacing and ramblings to look at us with apologetic looks.
"Oh, right, yes, I completely understand." He replied comfortingly, "But sex tape or not, the show must go on!"
"We're not in a musical, Kurt, this is our lives! We're still humans for fuck's sake!"
"San.."I whispered when she snapped on him, but as soon as I placed my hand on her knee, her tensed shoulders dropped and she turned to me and nodded.
"Sorry.." She mumbled then looked up at him, "Why are you here, storming into our home and ruining our nap, huh?" She asked as she dropped back against the couch with her arms folded.
"Well, for starters, the rehearsal dinner is approximately 43-no wait-42 minutes and I sort of need the two of you to be there."
"Oh fucking hell!" Santana groaned and slapped her hand to her forehead.
"Shit, that's tonight?" I huffed just as shocked, "I could've sworn it was-"
"No, it's tonight." Kurt replied, "And if you two don't get ready now, you're going to be late." I looked over to San to see her beginning to throw a hissy fit since she isn't usually the nicest when she's woken up from her nap, especially when she didn't get much sleep the night before. I smiled at her and leaned in to kiss her cheek.
"Come on, babe, we'll take a super quick shower to wake us up." I cooed and hopped up off the couch and pulled her to me as I turned to Kurt, "You mind making some coffee?"
"If that's what'll take to get the two of you there on time, then I'll make you gallons of coffee." Kurt answered as he rushed to the kitchen. I giggled and smiled down at Santana who was practically putting all her weight on me.
"That actually might not be a bad idea."
40 Minutes Later;
"And with two minutes to spare!" Kurt cheered as he ushered us into the giant room where San and I will be exchanging vows in less than 24 hours. I squeezed a little on Santana's hand as we walked past the big white doors then looked over to see that her smile was just as big as mine, maybe even bigger. "Alright, this way ladies." He called over his shoulder as we walked through another hall where we were met with my parents, our maids of honor, ring bearer, flower girl, and surprisingly, Santana's parents. My breath caught in my throat as soon as I saw them standing off to the side talking to each other.
"Easy, B." San cooed as she placed both hands over our clasped ones. I looked down and realized that I was squeezing on her pretty tight and I was probably hurting her, but she just smiled up at me reassuringly, "Just relax." I pressed my lips together and nodded before looking back out at the crowd of people that were waiting to be organized.
"They're here!" He called as he led us in front of the group.
"And on time?" Quinn teased as she set her hands on Bella's shoulders who was standing in front of her, "That's a miracle!"
"And considering we almost forgot about this whole thing, double miracle!" San joked as she bumped me a little with her hip successfully making me smile. The whole group laughed along, well everyone but her parents, until Kurt was setting up everyone and directing them to their "positions" so that no one would be out of place for tomorrow. Even though I have told myself a million times that I wouldn't let this sex tape take control of my life, it still had me a little nervous to be in front of so many people, especially my family and friends, but after just 10 minutes of idly talking with my mom, I knew I really didn't have anything to worry about. Everyone, well almost everyone, was very supportive and reminded me of how much they were still proud of me and how if any of them saw my ex on the streets they'd kick his ass to which Santana would reply, "Already taken care of." But I knew she was just joking, she wouldn't do that, then again, she probably would. It was nice being surrounded by such caring people after a whole day of worrying and being alone; it definitely helped both me and San's moods.
Kurt went back and started organizing everyone, but what took the longest though was setting up how the bridesmaids would walk in since they traditionally are supposed to walk with the groomsmen, but we didn't have that, so Santana and I sat down on the benches nearest to the altar. After Kurt had that set up, he went over where they were supposed to stand after walking through then started to go off to our dads to tell them what they have to do too. It was hard trying to have a little fun with everyone else when I couldn't help but feel her parents staring at me the whole time. I tried not looking their way, but I could still feel them, and it was a horrible feeling.
"Alright ladies, you're next." Kurt said as he walked past us to San's side of the room where her family would be seated. I followed him with my eyes until he stopped in front of Emilio and I accidently made eye contact. I quickly averted my eyes to the ground until I felt San's finger tilting my head back up.
"Don't let them intimidate you, baby, I won't them say anything negative to you, alright?" She said softly as her brown eyes searched my own. "I'll handle them, don't you worry." She leaned in and graced my lips with the most gentlest of kisses before Kurt was calling her over. "I'll set them straight." She winked as she left the back of my hand with one last kiss before parting ways. Once Kurt had told them where they needed to be, he was up and directing me to my spot next to my dad who was sporting a beaming grin.
"Hey honey, you nervous?" He asked as I placed my hand on his bent arm.
"Dad, I think we're supposed to have this talk tomorrow.." I snickered still keeping an eye on Santana from across the room, attempting to read her lips or something, but I couldn't see anything.
"Yeah, put practicing won't hurt." He joked as he straightened up a little when Kurt walked past surveying everyone. "You know, Britt, this kinda stuff happens all the time.."
"Weddings?"
"No, you're-uh-tape.." He whispered while Kurt talked everyone through their "duties", "I just wanted to tell you, I'm sure your mother has already talked to you tonight, that I'm still a very proud dad and I always will be. You're my daughter and I'll support you no matter what kind of tape is released." I looked up at him with a smile and nuzzled in against his arm.
"Thanks, dad, that means a lot.." I replied as I picked my head off his shoulder and stared straight at Santana wondering if her talk was going as good as mine.
"I mean, just look at that Kardashian girl, didn't she get even more famous when hers came out?"
"Oh my-dad!" I laughed and swatted at his arm, "That's not the type of fame I want for my family."
"Family, huh?" He snickered as he peeked down at me with a tight lipped grin. My eyes widened at my slip up but before I could even attempt to cover it up, he just chuckled, "You two will make great parents." My cheeks started to hurt from all the smiling he was making me do, but my eyes couldn't help but wander back over to Santana still aching to know what she was talking about with her dad.
"Alright, and dads come this way, yes, okay, and Britt will stand here, San here." Kurt instructed and soon, Santana and I were standing face to face in the exact position where things will be made official.
"How'd everything go?" I asked hesitantly as Kurt continued to talk the others through their next task. She pressed her lips together tightly and shrugged.
"As well as they could go." She answered, "I told them that I will be marrying you even if a million sex tapes are released and if they can't accept that then I see no reason for them to even come tomorrow, Kurt can easily take my dad's spot if he has to." She replied and I could see how conflicted she was again. She had just gotten back to a normal healthy relationship with her parents but now she's caught between sticking up for me and keeping that relationship stable. "I also said that if they don't have anything nice to say then they can either stay the fuck home or don't say anything at all."
"You said that?" I asked and I couldn't tell whether I was about to cry because of how much love was in her eyes after saying that or of how horrible I felt because she was back at fighting with them again.
"I did." She replied, "I won't them bully you into thinking you're a bad person because of this, you're not. This one little slip up doesn't define you and once they get that through their thick heads, everything will be okay, but even if they don't ever grasp that concept, we'll still be okay because I got you and you got me." I smiled down at her bashfully and pressed a sweet kiss to her lips. She always knows just what to say to make me feel all warm inside, I love it.
"I think I just fell even more in love with you." I sighed happily as we smiled at each other, successfully making her cheeks flush.
"And Britt, San, you two will walk this way." Kurt called as he waved his hand for us to follow.
"Hey San?" I whispered as we followed behind Kurt still calling out orders.
"Yeah, B?"
"We're getting married tomorrow.."