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Brittany finds her way to the choir room, tears now silently running down her cheeks. Quinn spots her as soon as she steps into the room and her smile fades. She gets up from her seat and walks up to Brittany.
"Britt? What's wrong?" Quinn says.
Brittany walks into Quinn's open arms and wraps her arms around the smaller blonde.
"I-I meant it when I t-told her I l-loved her." Brittany gets out. "I t-thought sh-she did t-too."
Quinn begins to rub Brittany's back comfortingly. Quinn is pretty sure this has something to do with Sam.
"She does love you, B." Quinn says.
"W-why does sh-she have a b-boyfriend t-then?" Brittany asks.
Quinn leads her back to sit on the chairs.
Santana's phone beeps.
Quinn: The fuck San? I told you to deal with the Sam thing.
Santana: Where are you?
I hope she's with Quin.
Quinn: Choir room...
Santana doesn't even take the time to wonder why Quinn is in the choir room, she just pockets her phone and makes her way to the choir room.
She stops in the doorway and notices Brittany and Quinn sitting, Brittany's leaning into Quinn with her arms around the smaller blonde. Quinn looks up and notices her. Quinn whispers something to Brittany and the taller blonde looks up. Santana walks up to them and stands in front of Brittany who is now sitting up straight. Quinn moves a few seats over to give them space.
"Brittany.." Is all Santana can say.
Brittany stands up.
"You're mine, remember?" Brittany is no longer crying, but her voice is shaky.
Santana opens her mouth and glances at the others in the room. Nothing comes out.
"I thought we were just joking when I said you just wanted me for sex, but I guess I was right." Brittany says, voice more collected but still weak.
Santana shakes her head furiously and reaches for Brittany's hand, but pulls back.
"When you sang to me.. told me you loved me.. our first time.. Summer. It was all a lie." Brittany says. "The whole summer."
"No!" Santana almost shouts. "I do love you." She says, voice just above a whisper.
"Then what was that?" Brittany asks, voice shaky, motioning towards the hall.
Santana glances to the side and notices everyone watching them. The tears begin to slide down her face.
"Mind your own business!" Quinn shouts at them.
Brittany glances over and then locks eyes with Santana. She can't stand to see her like this, upset, scared, crying.
"Ba-"
But she is hurt, too. How could she do this to me?
"What was that?" She asks again.
"Come with me and let me explain." Santana says.
"No," Brittany says firmly. "Explain now."
Santana glances over again. Quinn is trying to keep everyone from paying any attention to the girls.
"I can't." Santana says, shaking her head. "Not here."
"Why?" Brittany asks, a little annoyed."If you have an explanation why won't you tell me?"
"Please." Santana begs, sending another glance to her side. "Come with me and I will."
"Okay guys,"Mr. Shue says, walking into the room. "Are we- oh."
He notices Santana and Brittany.
"Are you guys wanting to join Glee club?" He asks.
Everyone looks at them. Santana tries to wipe the tears from her face. Brittany glances at him but looks back to Santana.
"Well?" She asks.
"Brittany.." Santana says.
Brittany looks down and then walks over to Quinn. Everyone watches as Santana turns and runs out of the room.
Santana runs out of the building straight to her car. She climbs in and quickly drives away.
Santana knocks on the front door. She waits, but when she doesn't hear anything, she knocks again.
"Hold up, I'm coming!"
Finally the door opens to reveal Puck. Santana doesn't even say anything before throwing herself forward. She grabs onto his shirt and he places one hand on her back.
"I fucked up." Santana sobs. "Again."
Puck pulls her into the house and closes the door.
"What happened?" He asks.
"Sam."
He sighs. "Didn't Quinn try to talk to you about that?"
"Yeah, but, fuck. I'm so stupid."
He wraps his other arm around her. He waits a few minutes as she calms down before speaking.
"Did he tell her he was your boyfriend or something?"
Santana nods against his chest. "After he kissed me."
Puck walks them into the living room and they sit on the couch.
"What did she do?" He asks.
Santana explains to him that Brittany thought she was just a summer fling or something and then what happened in the choir room.
"Why didn't you just explain?"
"I couldn't." Santana says. "Not with everyone there... watching, and listening. Fuck."
Puck sighs.
"Just forget about it."
Santana pulls back just enough to look at him, puzzled.
"Now you need to think about what you're gonna do to fix it."
"What am I gonna do?"
He laughs lightly. "Don't forget who you're talking to." He pauses. "You know her better than I do."
"I knew I didn't deserve her." Santana says.
"Don't say that," He says quickly. "She loves you."
Santana shakes her head. "I don't know how."
"Hello?" Santana answers her phone sleepily.
"Santana," Her mother says. "Where are you? Are you at Brittany's hotel?"
Santana pushes herself into a sitting position. She glances around. How'd I get in Puck's bed?
"Uh, no, I'm at Puck's."
"Oh. Well tell me next time, I get worried when you don't come home for dinner. We're not at the resort anymore. Are you staying the night?"
Santana glances at the clock.
"I guess, it's already late."
"Sleep good and don't be late for school."
"Alright, night mom."
Santana hangs up and sits there for a moment. She hears the tv downstairs. She crawls out of the bed and walks down the stairs and to the living room. She sees Puck laying across the couch, cover over him and remote in hand. He turns and looks at her.
"Hey." Puck greets.
"Hey." Santana says, walking to the edge of the couch.
"What are you doing down here? You should be thankful I let you have my bed."
She laughs.
"Woke up and heard the tv."
"Ah," he replies. "Would you like to join me?"
Santana nods and he sits up, making room for Santana to sit next to him.
"Feeling any better?" He asks as she takes a seat.
"Not really." She admits. "I'm a horrible girlfriend."
"Don't say that."
Santana lifts her legs to the couch and hugs them to her chest.
"You didn't see her. She was so hurt, and I couldn't even fucking explain to her and make her feel better."
"You were scared. She'll understand." He says. "You just have to go through with the plan tomorrow."
Santana nods.
They fall silent and watch the tv for a few minutes. Puck randomly reaches over and pinches Santana.
"Ow!" Santana shouts, grabbing her arm where Puck pinched her.
Puck laughs and she elbows him.
"Asshole." She mumbles as a small smile forms on her face.
Her phone beeps.
Mikey: How's everything going? Did you like your surprise?
Did everyone know about that? Her smile fades.
Santana: Yeah... but I fucked up again.
Santana ends up telling him about everything that happened as she had told Puck, plus her plan on how to once again fix her mistake.
Mikey: That girl is crazy about you, I'm sure she'll forgive you.
Santana: I hope so, but part of me thinks she shouldn't. I keep doing this dumb shit. She doesn't deserve all of that.
Mikey: San, don't beat yourself up. It was just a misunderstanding. We are people, we make mistakes.
When Santana wakes up in the morning she is in Puck's bed again. She gets ready and meets him downstairs. They get in their own cars and head to the school. Santana goes to the field for practice and reluctantly stands next to Quinn.
"Where were you last night?" Quinn asks.
"At Puck's." Santana answers.
"I stopped by your house and you weren't there." Quinn says. "You didn't answer my calls either."
"Sorry."
"I wanted to talk to you."
"Sorry." Santana says again.
Quinn looks at her expectantly so she continues.
"I couldn't handle you yelling at me."
Quinn frowns.
"San, I'm sorry. I just.. I just wanted to help."
Santana nods. "I know."
"Brittany is my friend now too. I don't want either of you getting hurt. And I told you to talk to Sam, I tried to help you before this happened."
"I know." Santana repeats in a low voice. "But you know me, I always mess up."
"If you just explain things to her-"
"I will." Santana interrupts.
Practice seems to be even worse than usual for Santana. All she can think about is Brittany. Picturing the hurt in her eyes. She manages to make it through practice and her first two classes, but she can't go to third. Since she doesn't have anything else to do, she goes to fourth and fifth. When lunch comes around, she decides to skip eating and goes to the choir room. She skips the rest of her classes.
Everyone takes their seats in the choir room. Quinn sits next to Brittany and looks at her sympathetically.
"Are you alright?" Quinn asks.
Brittany shrugs.
Mr. Shue walks into the room.
"Mr. Shue, I'd like to-"
"Rachel, sit down." He instructs. "Although they are not in the Glee club, they asked to perform a song."
Santana and Puck walk into the room.
"But, Mr. Shue-"
"We will start the lesson as soon as they are done. They may decide to join." Mr. Shue tells Rachel.
He takes a seat and nods to them. "When you're ready."
Puck starts playing the guitar. Santana glances at everyone nervously and stops at Brittany. She clears her throat.
"So many people gonna say that they want you,"
"To try to get you thinkin' they really care,"
"But there's nothing like the warmth of the one who has put in the time"
"And you know she's gonna be there."
"Back your border when she knows someone crossed it,"
"Don't let nobody put you down, who you're with."
"Take the pain of protecting your name, from the crutch to the cane to the high wire."
"I'm in love with a girl who knows me better,"
"Fell for the woman just when I met her."
"Took my sweet time when I was bitter,"
"Someone understands."
"And she knows how to treat a fella right,"
"Give me that feeling every night."
"Wants to make love when I wanna fight,"
"Now someone understand me."
"I'm in love with a girl."
Puck joins in.
"(I'm in love with)"
"I'm in love with a girl."
"(I'm in love with)"
Santana takes a deep breath and glances around nervously. Quinn stands and Santana nods. Quinn makes her way down to stand with Santana and Puck.
"Out the many broken back doors and windows,"
"Through the valley of the loved of the lost"
"Is a hole that is cut through the souls falling down from the thrones without needing any windows."
"But you found inner peace for the moment."
"The moment was over in time."
"Then it's gone, the hit and run, the tactless one has a short life."
"I'm in love with a girl who knows me better,"
"Fell for the woman just when I met her."
"Took my sweet time when I was bitter,"
"Someone understands."
"And she knows how to treat a fella right,"
"Give me that feeling every night."
"Wants to make love when I wanna fight,"
"Now someone understand me."
"I'm in love with a girl."
Both Puck and Quinn join in this time.
"(I'm in love with)"
"I'm in love with a girl."
"(I'm in love with)"
"Gonna tell you what you do to think you practice what you preach,"
"Now I know there's nothing we can't reach,"
"'Cause the heart can't erase"
"Once it finds a place"
"To be warm and welcome,"
"To be held in shelter."
"I'm in love with a girl who knows me better,"
"Fell for the woman just when I met her."
"Took my sweet time when I was bitter,"
"Someone understands."
"And she knows how to treat a fella right,"
"Give me that feeling every night."
"Wants to make love when I wanna fight,"
"Now someone understand me."
"I'm in love with a girl."
Puck and Quinn join in again.
"(I'm in love with)"
"I'm in love with a girl."
"(I'm in love with)"
"I'm in love with a girl"
"(I'm in love with)"
"Who knows me better,"
"Wants to make love when I wanna fight,"
"Now someone understand me."
Everyone begins to clap and Santana glances back at Quinn and Puck. She now realizes that she is right in front of Brittany. Their eyes connect and Brittany stands up and pulls Santana into a hug. The clapping fades out and Brittany pulls away. Santana clears her throat and walks back to the front of the room.
"Now you all know." She says. "I'm in love with Brittany."
"I'm happy for you, Satan-Santana." Kurt says.
"This can't leave this room, though." Santana adds.
Quinn takes a seat and Puck follows. Santana walks back to Brittany.
"I know I can't just sing and make everything better," Santana says quickly. "But you know it helps me. That, with Sam- it's not what you think, we're not dating. We weren't dating this summer-"
"Santana," Brittany interrupts. "Lets sit and you can continue."
Santana nods and Brittany leads them to some chairs in the back.
Santana takes a deep breath and continues.
"Kinda like Quinn and the giant, I had this thing with Sam. It was different though, not just on and off like them." She takes a breath. "We would date during the school year and then be free during the summer, that's why he thought we were dating, because that's how it worked before. You were never just a summer thing, we just happened and I am so in love with you, I never lied, I love you."
Brittany can't help the small smile that forms from Santana's rambling.
"I don't know why I didn't talk to him, I should have. Quinn told me to. I don't know why I'm so stupid. I guess I just didn't want to hurt him. It's not like we really liked each other like that, but we kinda became friends."
Brittany takes the Latina's hand.
"Why didn't you just tell me this yesterday though?" Brittany asks."I didn't know what to do.. when I saw you guys kissing. I've never loved anyone the way I love you, San. I was sure you loved me too, but then he said he was your boyfriend.. I thought it was all fake, and it hurt."
"I do love you, and I'm so sorry. I'm just.."
Santana glances at the others.
"I-I'm scared. Kurt went through so much when he came out. I don't think I could handle that. And I especially don't think I could handle it if any of that happened to you."
Brittany pulls the Latina into a hug.
"We'll be fine, baby. Your parents were fine with it. Nobody seemed to care at the resort and, like, everyone knew. You're so strong. We're strong."
Santana pulls back to look into her favorite blue eyes.
"So you don't want to break up with me?" Santana ask nervously.
Brittany shakes her head. "Of course not. Unless you're lying to me about Sam."
"I'd never lie to you. I love you and only you. I mean it."
"Me too." Brittany says, pulling Santana in for another hug.
They stay silent for a moment, locked in their embrace.
"I'm sorry you're in love with such a dumbass." Santana says.
Brittany laughs.
"Hey, don't talk about my girlfriend like that."
Santana laughs too.
They stay like that for a moment, and then become aware of the conversations around them. The conversations stop and Rachel begins to sing. Santana pulls away from Brittany but leans against her side and rests her head on the blondes shoulder. Brittany smiles and rests her head on Santana's.
"Is she alright?" Rachel asks as she and Quinn stand in front of Santana and Brittany.
"Yeah," Brittany answers. "Just sleeping."
During the performances, Santana fell asleep against Brittany.
Puck stands up and walks over to them.
"I don't think she slept much."
"Probably had nightmares from being in your bed." Quinn jokes.
"Fuuunny." Puck says.
Brittany's eyebrows furrow.
"Not like that." Quinn explains.
"She just slept at my house."
Brittany nods.
"Well, I'm off." Puck says, turning and walking out of the room.
"Are you gonna go with San?" Quinn asks.
"Yeah." Brittany answers.
"Okay, we'll see you guys tomorrow." Quinn says.
"I'm glad everything got worked out, Brittany." Rachel says with a smile.
"Me too." Brittany says.
Quinn and Rachel exit the room, leaving Santana and Brittany alone in the choir room. Brittany nudges Santana's head with her shoulder.
"San," The blonde says. "Wake up."
Santana mumbles something.
"Wake up, you can sleep when we get back to your house."
Santana slowly lifts her head and rubs her eyes. She looks at Brittany.
"How long was I asleep?" Santana asks.
Brittany shrugs. "You fell asleep just after Rachel started singing and slept through all the other performances."
"Sorry, I didn't sleep much last night."
Brittany stands up and offers her hand. "Should we go to your comfy bed?"
Santana takes her hand and Brittany pulls her to her feet.
"Yeah."
Santana sleeps until dinner time and then after her and Brittany eat with her parents, they get comfortable on the living room couch, cuddled under a blanket with Summer, and watch tv.
"San?" Brittany says.
"Yeah?" Santana answers.
"Don't forget you're mine, okay? I don't want anyone else kissing you again."
"You're mine, babe, and I don't want anyone else."
Brittany lifts her head and kisses Santana's cheek. Santana also lifts her head and Brittany places a sweet kiss on her lips. They both smile and lean their heads together.
Gonna ask again for this chapter, was the reaction and everything okay? Hope you liked it. Thoughts?
Song: Gavin Degraw - In Love With A Girl
