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Chapter Thirty Seven: Faberry to the rescue!

Rachel giggled at the sensation of feather light kisses being applied to her neck. She smiled as the kisses were placed closer to her mouth, until she felt thin lips enveloping her own. She lost herself in the kiss and moaned at the feeling of being so close to another person, both physically and emotionally.

She pulled back and rested her forehead against her girlfriend as she looked into hazel eyes which were gleaming with happiness. "Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be in your bed naked." Rachel chuckled as the blonde lifted the covers and looked at her body with a shocked look on her face.

"Never in my wildest dreams did I think you would want to be with me in that way."Quinn said reminiscing about her and Rachel's rocky relationship when she used to bully the brunette. She felt like the luckiest girl in the world, here she was with Rachel, the girl who she loved deeply it hurt, the morning after they had made love for the first time.

The girls had been girlfriends for a couple of months now. Nobody knew apart from Santana and Brittany. Rachel and Quinn had grown so comfortable with each other and their whirlwind romance had lead to one of the most enjoyable and fun filled months the girls had ever had. They spent a lot of time together, outside of school, and it wasn't uncommon for them to spend the whole weekend with one another and the funny thing is they never got annoyed with each other. In fact they couldn't get enough of each other. They really were helplessly and endlessly in love.

Rachel and Quinn had decided that they wanted to tell their parents soon because they were finding it too hard to keep their love from the people who had brought them into the world. Rachel's dads weren't a concern for them as it would be pretty hypocritical of them if they didn't accept them seeing as they were gay themselves. But Quinn's mother, Judy Fabray, was a whole different story. Quinn's mom had strong religious views and wasn't exactly known for being the caring, maternal type of person. But they knew that whatever happened they would face things together; as the happy couple that they were.

"I wish you were my first."Quinn said honestly as she caressed her girlfriend's cheek. "I wish my first time was special, not some fumble in the Janitors closet."Quinn's first time was during sophomore year with Rick the Stick Nelson (some moron from the Hockey team). She didn't enjoy it one bit but knew that if she were to stay at the top of the social pyramid she'd have to sleep with someone of equal status.

"You can't change what happened. But if it makes you feel better I'm glad you were my first."Rachel was over the moon that she got to see such a caring side of the head cheerio. She really did feel special, special enough that the blonde wasn't worried about telling Rachel anything.

"Are you sure? I mean it's not that I didn't enjoy making love to you," Rachel and Quinn both smiled at what had occurred the night before. But Rachel looked worried at where Quinn was going with this. "but I was pretty nervous that I wouldn't be good enough."

Truth was Quinn had never spoken this honestly about anything to anyone. But with Rachel things were different. Quinn finally felt like she could be herself around someone. She wasn't concerned that Rachel would judge her because she knew that a being as sweet, albeit with a diva streak, as Rachel would love Quinn no matter what and that was all that mattered.

"You had nothing to worry about."Rachel assured the blonde with a wink as a blush crept onto Quinn's cheeks. "You have very talented fingers Miss Fabray."Rachel husked in Quinn's ear.

Quinn had never seen this side of the diva until now and she had to admit she loved it. Quinn was amazed at how Rachel could go from cute to sex goddess in a matter of moments but she was definitely not complaining. Quinn was shocked at the explicit words that came out of Rachel's mouth last night. She had never guessed that her girlfriend would be such a dirty talker during sex, but hey people surprise you.

"I aim to please ma'am."Quinn said as she did a small curtsy in the bed. Rachel connected their lips and it wasn't long before the kiss deepened as their tongues battled for dominance and hands roamed over skin. They both moaned into the kiss and could feel arousal building up inside of them. Quinn broke the kiss which earned a pout from Rachel.

"Why did you stop?"Rachel asked annoyed and just a tiny bit frustrated from the lack of Quinn on her.

"I'm gonna take a shower."Quinn got out of bed and started to walk to her en-suite. Rachel sat there watching her girlfriend's naked form not taking her eyes of the blonde's bum. Quinn could feel Rachel's eyes on her so sent a sultry wink over the shoulder; she turned the water on and smirked when she saw Rachel standing in the bathroom with hooded eyes and a seductive look on her face.

"You won't be able to walk once I'm finished with you."Rachel said as she pulled Quinn in for a searing kiss that made her knees go weak.

Yep there is definitely no other place I'd rather be right now, Quinn thought.

Later that day Quinn and Rachel were curled up on the sofa watching movies when their phones buzzed at the same time.

"Can you pass me phone please, babe."Rachel asked the blonde as she was nearer the coffee table where their cells were placed.

"Sure babe."Quinn mocked her girlfriend, but secretly she loved the terms of endearment Rachel had begun saying to her. She passed Rachel her cell and picked up hers as well. Both girls opened their messages.

To Rachel: I really need a friend right now. I feel so alone. Can you come to my house? :(

Rachel felt confused but concerned about her friend. She and Santana hadn't really talked that much lately, so something must really be upsetting her.

To Santana: Do you like Cookie dough ice-cream?

Rachel knew that ice-cream was a must when she was down in the dumps.

To Rachel: Yeah. Why?

Rachel sent another text and hoped that whatever was up with Santana she would be alright.

To Santana: Mr Cookie dough, a very good friend of mine, and I will be round in ten minutes.

She hoped that as Santana read her text she smiled at least.

To Rachel: Sounds good. Thanks Rachel.

Rachel wondered why Santana hadn't texted Brittany unless it was about Brittany.

To Quinn: I've done something really stupid Q.

Quinn knew that Brittany needed her as she was usually bubbly and never sent depressing texts. She didn't hesitate to text back straight away.

To Brittany: I'll be at your place in ten.

Quinn got a reply almost instantly and smiled at the text.

To Quinn: Thanks you're the best friend a girl could ask for :)

"I'm so sorry Rach, but something's up with Brittany I said I'd be round her house in ten."Quinn told the brunette who nodded before speaking.

"That's okay. Santana isn't feeling too bright either so I said I'd go round hers."Rachel said. "Do you have cookie dough ice-cream in your freezer?"Quinn raised her eyebrow amused at her question. "For Santana."Rachel clarified.

"Yeah. Here you go."Quinn said as she pulled out one tub of ice cream and handed it to the brunette.

"Do you think Santana and Brittany have had a fight?"Rachel and Quinn both said in unison as they put their shoes and coats on.

"Maybe."Quinn said, both girls sighed hoping that their friends would be okay.

Quinn rang the doorbell and waited a few moments before it opened revealing the youngest Pierce.

"Quinnie!"Poppy screamed as she launched herself at the blonde who giggled and bent down to pull the girl into a hug. "I haven't seen you in ages!"Poppy said dramatically.

Ever since Brittany and Quinn become friends Poppy had taken a shine to Quinn. Quinn was always extra nice to Poppy and the little girl loved the attention she got from the girl. But lately with Quinn being really busy with school she hadn't seen her favourite Pierce, Poppy, in a few months.

"I know sweetie. It's good to see you too."Quinn put the girl down as they walked in the house closing the door behind them. "So what have you been up to lately?"Quinn asked as they sat down on the sofa.

Poppy had a beaming smile on her face as she spoke "I've been spending a lot of time with Santana. She's so cool. I really like her. She's really pretty and funny and so nice." She suddenly had a confused look on her face, as if she was thinking about something.

"What's up Poppy?"Quinn said trying to get the girl to open up to her.

"Brittany's being a sad panda and I don't know what's wrong with her. She was at Santana's this morning and she came home with tears streaming down her face and she ran straight upstairs. Do you know what's wrong with her Quinnie?"Poppy asked with worry laced through her voice.

Quinn's heart broke at the girl's words. Poppy really was concerned about her sister and whatever had happened it must be something pretty big for Brittany to get so upset. "I don't, but I'm going to find out what's wrong. Okay?"

Poppy nodded and Quinn pressed a kiss to her forehead before walking up the stairs to Brittany's bedroom.

Just next door, a similar scene was playing out.

Rachel rang the doorbell and was met with a man who had a similar complexion to Santana, he was probably in his late forties and he had doctor scrubs on. She assumed he must be Santana's dad. She was taught at an early age, by her dad's, to always remember her manners. So she stretched her hand out to the man and introduced herself. "Hello sir, I'm Rachel Barbra Berry, a friend of Santana's."

"Nice to meet you Rachel. I'm just on my way to work, Santana's in her room."He shook Rachel's hand and invited her in. "I'm Mr Lopez by the way."He said with a small smile.

"Is it alright if I go on up?"Rachel asked after a short silence.

"Yeah of course. I'll warn you she's not the best of company at the moment."He said with a sigh and what looked like guilt on his face.

Rachel and Mr Lopez said their goodbyes and Rachel wondered why Mr Lopez was looking so guilty and what was wrong with Santana. She walked up the stairs and as soon as she heard crying she rushed up the couple of steps to see Santana on her bed clutching a photo frame sobbing her eyes out.

"Shhh, it's okay."Rachel said as she pulled the quivering the girl into her arms. Santana started to sob harder, whilst still clinging onto the picture frame and Rachel. Rachel saw who was in the picture; it was a picture of Brittany kissing Santana's cheek.

"She left me. Brittany left me and it hurts so bad."Rachel couldn't believe the girls words. Brittany broke up with Santana. But why?

"Go away!"Brittany screamed as she heard a knock on her door. But the knocking wouldn't stop and when she realised who it was she launched into her friends arms and started to sob. Quinn held into the girl rubbing soothing circles onto Brittany's back, hoping that she would calm down enough for her to be able to speak to her.

"You need to calm down, B."Quinn said as she felt Brittany shaking against her. The head cheerio was worried that Brittany might have a panic attack if she didn't slow down her breathing. "Just take deep breaths."Quinn said as Brittany followed her instructions and slowed down her breathing.

"It's all my fault, Q."Brittany said as she pulled out of her girls embrace. Both girls sat further up on the bed whilst Quinn put a comforting arm around Brittany's shoulders. Quinn wanted Brittany to elaborate but it seemed as though she would have to ask her friend questions. Brittany had stopped sobbing now, but silent tears were running down her face. Quinn had never seen her friend this upset before.

"What's your fault?"Quinn asked in a gentle tone. Brittany avoided Quinn's gaze and hung her head down. "If you want my help you're going to have to tell me what's wrong Brittany."Quinn said as she saw the tell-tale signs of the blonde putting her guard up.

"I shouldn't have said those things to her. I don't why I did. I just got so angry, her dad was being an asshole and told her I had slept with so many people and she was so annoyed that I hadn't told her. She couldn't believe that I had lied to her. But I couldn't understand why she was so annoyed with me, I mean sure I have slept with a lot of boys but that's in the past and I didn't feel the need to tell her all the gritty details. I didn't lie to her exactly I just didn't tell her the truth."

Quinn didn't interrupt Brittany she just listened to her friend. She had guessed that 'her' was Santana and she didn't like where this was going. She thought that Santana and Brittany were so happy together, but perhaps she was wrong. She was on the outside looking in and you can never tell what's going on behind closed doors. Brittany took a deep breath before continuing.

"I guess I knew she would react badly to that and I didn't want her to feel pressured to sleep with me. I didn't want her to think that she was just sex to me. I didn't want her to feel useless and empty just like every time I had sex with people. I wanted her first time, our first time together, to be special. I wanted to take her out on a romantic date and treat her right. I wanted her to feel my love for her and to make sure she knew how special she is. But I have to be honest and say that I didn't feel like she wanted me in that way. I knew she wasn't ready but I had doubts that she just didn't want to do that with me. I didn't tell her that I was worried because I didn't want to upset her. Then I started to doubt that she loved me. I mean I didn't deserve her; she could do so much better than me, she could find a girl who could love her properly without hurting her."

Quinn felt tears sliding down her own face as Brittany talked. She could tell that Brittany regretted everything she said to Santana. She squeezed her shoulder as Brittany continued speaking.

"I told myself I would never hurt her and I did. I hurt her so badly, just because I didn't think she loved me. I hurt her so much and I won't ever be able to take back the things I said to her. I called her selfish, Q!"Brittany threw her hands up in frustrating with herself. "I told her that she was a self-conceited bitch and that she didn't care about my feelings when in reality I was the one who was selfish. Sure I comforted her when she argued with her dad but I always had a thought in the back of my mind that she should comfort me too and that things weren't all about her."

Quinn couldn't believe her ears; she couldn't believe that sweet innocent Brittany would call Santana harsh names. She was starting to feel a little pissed off with Brittany now. So much so that she took her arm off her friends shoulder and looked at Brittany with anger written all over her features.

Brittany choked back a sob as she realised that she might lose Quinn as well. "I wanted us to come out at school. I hadn't asked her about it coz I knew she didn't want to. She wasn't ready and I knew that but I felt like she was ashamed of me, I thought she didn't want anyone to know that she was dating the stupid, ditzy cheerleader who likes unicorns and talks to her cat. I called her a coward when in fact I'm the coward. I wanted to talk to her about my insecurities but I was so freakin' scared."

Quinn was listening intently to Brittany and she knew that Brittany hadn't finished talking yet and that meant there was more damage that Brittany had done to Santana.

"I called her a freak. I told her she wasn't normal. I said those things to her when they aren't true. I even said her dad was right, that we shouldn't be together anymore."Brittany looked at Quinn and saw a look of disgust on her face.

"How could you do this to Santana?"Quinn said in a low but menacing voice. "I'm finding it really hard to understand why. I get that you thought she didn't love you and she didn't want to come out at school, but why didn't you talk to her about things that bothering you? You didn't need to call her names and make her feel so small; you should have just had a rational conversation with her. I'm so disappointed in you Brittany."

Quinn's words really struck Brittany hard. Her friend was right; if she just talked to Santana normally none of this would have happened. If it was possible Brittany was feeling worse by the second.

"I accused her of cheating on me."Brittany whispered, expecting her friend to freak out.

"What?!"Quinn screeched "She would never cheat on you. Have you fucking lost your mind? I swear if you don't give a damn good reason why you thought this I'm gonna fucking punch you in the face."Quinn clenched her fists trying to keep her anger in control.

A look of fear crossed Brittany's face, she wasn't a violent person and she knew that Quinn was a genius slapper. "I was jealous of Kelly and Santana's friendship. They hadn't been friends for long but I had a feeling she was telling Kelly things that I didn't know about her. I felt like Santana didn't trust me so she didn't tell me any of her secrets. I thought Santana fancied Kelly and when she slept round hers and came back so happy I kinda guessed my theory was right. I saw the way she would always smile when Kelly entered a room and she should be smiling at me when I entered a room, but she didn't. I told her that I saw Kelly leering at her in the changing rooms, but I lied. Kelly wasn't leering at Santana, I made it up. I don't know why I did, I was just so jealous of Kelly that she got to see a side of Santana that I hadn't seen. I accused Santana of fucking Kelly and that was why she didn't want to have sex with me. But she told me she loved me, nobody else and that the only person she wanted to be intimate with was me. "

"You really have lost it. I mean Kelly obviously has the hots for Grace, I even think they're dating. Plus Santana and Kelly are just friends; Santana might tell Kelly some things she doesn't tell you because she's afraid that you'll get annoyed with her. I can totally understand why she would want to talk to another person about things, especially as you fly of the handle like this."Quinn was confused by how Brittany's mind worked. She didn't know that her friend was such a jealous, insecure person.

"I told Santana not to speak to Kelly again and she got really mad and said I was jealous. I denied it because I didn't want her to see me weak and ended up telling her that she was boring and that loads of guys had offered to have sex with me, but I turned them down. I told her that I hadn't had sex in three months because I was with her and I liked doing coupley things with her. I said she was high maintenance when it wasn't true. I said fucking is easier than dating and it is, but I don't want to fuck countless guys anymore, I just want to date Santana. But I messed everything up and said I didn't want a serious relationship where everything was so complicated."

Brittany wiped away a few tears that were running down her face before continuing.

"I told Santana that we couldn't date anymore, that I didn't want to hurt her more than I already had, that she was better off without me. I watched her break down in front of me, she told me she couldn't survive without me and that she loves me. But I told her that I wasn't special enough for her. She said we were soul mates and I told her that if that was true we'd find each other again."

Quinn looked at Brittany her face softening a bit as she saw how much Brittany was annoyed with herself for doing this to the person she loved most in the world.

"I broke up with her and I hurt her so bad. I've hurt her so much and I'm afraid her heart's never gonna mend. I've hurt someone who means so much to me and I will never be able to forgive myself. I wish I had never said those horrible things to her. I wish she was still my girlfriend, but she's not because I've ruined everything, I split up with her. I want to take back all the things I've said, I want to tell her that I didn't mean a single thing I said, I want to tell her how much I love her, how I can't survive without her, how she's the most precious thing to me, how sorry I am for hurting her. I've fucked everything up and I don't know what to do. Please tell me what I should do Q. Please..."

Brittany burst into tears as Quinn, who was still annoyed but knew that her friend needed her help, pulled her into a hug. "It's okay B. I'll help you. People make mistakes and you've made a pretty big one but we're all human and we learn from them. But you have a lot of work to do to make it up to Santana and I'm not going to tell you that she's gonna take you back and forgive you coz I can imagine that what you've said to her has really hurt her. But I know that you two are meant for each other and I'm not gonna stop until you guys are back together."

Brittany wiped away her tears, pulled away and pressed a kiss to Quinn's cheek, "Thanks, Q. I'm so glad I have a friend like you."

Quinn smiled at Brittany and quirked her eyebrow when she saw an evil glint in Brittany's eye, she knew this meant trouble. "Enough of my problems. Didn't you tell me Rachel was spending the night at yours yesterday? "

"Yes."Quinn said as blush crept up her cheeks, she had informed Brittany that Rachel was sleeping round and she knew that Brittany was going to pester her for all the details.

"Was it just you two, empty house?"Brittany asked curiously, Quinn nodded "Did you guys get up to anything fun?"Brittany asked wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"If you're asking if Rachel and I made love for the first time last night, then yes we did have fun."Quinn spoke really quietly as her face felt like a tomato.

"So tell me is Rachel a beast in the bedroom."Brittany asked which earned a playful smack on the shoulder from Quinn.

"You have no idea."Quinn said with a smirk.

"I can't wait to have steamy hot lesbian sex with Santana."Brittany said in a dreamlike state, but her smile soon dropped.

"I think you have a long way to go for that to happen Brittany."Quinn stated as Brittany nodded and sighed.

"I just want Santana back. I wish I never let her go. I love her so much, Quinn."Brittany said as Quinn placed a hand on top Brittany's and squeezed lightly.

"I know Brittany. I know." Quinn locked eyes with her friend. "I have a plan to help you get her back; 'Operation Brittana' is officially ago." Quinn said with a small smile on her face.

"Operation Brittana, I like the sound of that. I just hope it works."Brittany said. She knew she would have to do a lot to show Santana she loves her, but she was prepared to try anything to be with her soul mate. She knew this was her fault and she would never forgive herself but right now she was going to listen to Quinn's plan and hope that 'Operation Brittana' would be successful.

"...and to top it all off my dad wants me to meet someone from this Gay conversion therapy group." I told Rachel and she looked like she was ready to punch my dad if he was here.

My eyes felt sore, my throat sounded hoarse and Rachel's shirt was drenched in my tears. I hadn't stopped crying as I told Rachel everything that happened this morning. She listened to every single word I said, comforted me when I had to stop talking because the tears were getting stronger and whispered soothing words into my ear. I could tell by the look on her face that she was shocked that Brittany would say those things about me. I was shocked as well, but I just felt kind of numb now. It was like I knew that Brittany had broken up with me but I didn't want to believe it, I just wanted to be in her arms right now, not Rachel's. Although Rachel has been great and is a good friend to me and I don't mean to sound ungrateful but I need Brittany. I need her like fish need the ocean, I need her like human's need air to breathe, and I need her like cars need fuel. I just can't imagine living without her.

"I feel like beating the crap right outta Brittany and your dad."Rachel said as she clenched her fists. I laughed because I had never seen Rachel get angry before and it was pretty hilarious, but I soon stopped as I remembered the reason for her being angry. Hell I was angry, but I felt crushed and hurt by Brittany more than angry and there were too many emotions that I felt towards my dad to list.

"I don't think that's really going to solve anything, but thanks anyway Rachel."I offered her a small smile.

"What happened after Brittany left?"Rachel asked after a while.

FLASHBACK

I felt safe in my dad's arms, he held me for what felt like hours when in fact it was only thirty minutes. He had moved me to the sofa and he kept saying soothing things my ear as I cried my eyes out. I was unbelievably heartbroken because Brittany broke up with me but for the first time in months I felt close to my dad. I felt like he cared about me again and I thought that he knew I was still his little girl.

My mom was at work still and although she said I could phone her, I hadn't thought of it.

I started to calm down and wiped away my tears. I looked at my dad and he offered me an apologetic smile. Maybe he realises now how much Brittany means to me. I say means instead of meant because she may have broken up with me but half of my heart still belongs to her.

"I know you're sad but that bitch has done you a favour. She's set you free to be normal again. You don't have to be something you're not anymore. You've had a lesbian phase and look how that hurt you. I think you understand now that you need help to show you that you are straight and to get that gay nonsense out of your head. I'm going to help you Santana because I don't want to see you hurting."A new batch of tears silently ran down my face hearing my dad's idea of 'help' "Don't worry I know the exact people who can make you normal."

I couldn't believe after everything that had just happened he was trying to get me to think that I wasn't normal and that I needed help. I wasn't pretending to be something I not, not anymore, because for the last few months I haven't been hiding how I truly feel. I've spent a large majority of my life pretending to be something I'm not, pretending that I'm straight, and pretending that I want to get married to a man. I've spent years feeling like an outsider, like I don't belong, feeling like being attracted to girls is something to be ashamed of. But I've come to accept myself and Brittany and my mom have helped me tons with that. I want my dad to understand this is who I am and as much as he wants me to change I can't.

"I am normal. You say you don't want me to get hurt anymore but you're hurting me now. I can't change who I am and you can't make me. I don't want to go listen to some people telling me that I'm gonna go straight to hell if I don't snap out of this 'phase'. Because it damn well isn't a phase and I don't know how we're going to get on if you keep saying to me that I'm not normal. I don't think I'll be able to forgive you if you make me go to this therapy thing."

A range of emotions flashed across my dad's face some of them being guilt, anger and sadness. I hoped that he was actually listening to me and he would realise that the way he has acted over the last few months has been wrong. But luck really wasn't on my side today.

"I'm saving you from a life of heartache, name calling and discrimination by doing this."My dad sounded like he was trying to convince himself, not me. He got up from the sofa and picked up the phone and dialled a number.

I sat there in shock. My own father was really going to do this, I couldn't believe it.

"Thanks, Bye."My dad said as he put the phone down. He turned to me before saying, "We have a meeting with Trisha on Wednesday."With that he walked up the stairs to get ready for work.

I sat there for a while crying and wishing this was all just a crappy dream. But it wasn't a dream; it was reality and let me tell you something, reality sucks.

I ran up to my room feeling heartbroken, angry and alone. I needed somebody to talk to so I sent a text to Rachel.

END OF FLASHBACK

"He can't make you go to that meeting Santana. You should talk to your mom about this I'm sure she won't let this happen."Rachel said and I had to agree with her, I did need to talk to my mom.

"You're right my mom's been so cool about everything, she won't let my dad do this."I said. I really hoped my mom was strong enough to get my dad to listen to her or I would be going to this meeting and I didn't want to go back in the closet. It was hard being in it the first time I couldn't do it again. Hell it was so damn difficult coming out of the closet. "Why do people ask gay people when they first realised they were gay but not straight people when they knew they were straight? Why do people just assume that everybody is straight unless they tell you otherwise? Why is the word full of fucking double standards?!" I vented all of my frustrations on today's society.

Rachel looked taken aback by sudden outburst but she soon spoke up, "I don't know. Love is love and everybody wants to define people because of who they love and it's not fair. It would be better if people weren't so concerned with labels and humans were treated equally no matter their race, gender or sexual orientation. But the world doesn't work that way and you just have to learn to deal with it. There may be small minded people out there but there also a lot of people who accept people for who they are and that's the type of people we need more of. A person who doesn't judge someone on a minuscule detail, but respects that everybody is different and that if everybody was the same then life would be boring and pretty much pointless. So don't listen to anything your dad or one of those therapy people say because there is nothing wrong with you and remember that you were born this way and nothing will ever change who you are."

I pulled Rachel into a hug as tears fell down her face. Damn she talks in paragraphs but she really knows what to say to a person who's down in the dumps. She should be a motivational speaker or something when she grows up I thought.

"Thanks."I said as I wiped away a tear, "You seem to have strong views on that subject." I chuckled lightly as I swear I heard Rachel say 'damn straight!'.

"Anyway, how are you feeling about the break-up?"Rachel asked in almost a whisper, it was like if she said it any louder I would shatter into a million pieces.

A second or two passed before I spoke "I still love her. I don't understand why she broke up with me and I want to know why. She said she's not good enough for me but I know she's wrong, she's my soul mate, but then she hurt me and I don't know what to do."

Rachel looked deep in thought as she registered my words; she looked like she was coming up with a plan. "You didn't want to break up with her. You love her still. Although she hurt you, you can't forget the way she makes you feel, the butterflies in your stomach every time she looks at you like you're the only person in the world, the electricity that flows between you and her just by a simple touch. You love her and it's like nothing you've ever felt before. It's magical and scary. You feel like she's apart of you now and you feel like you can't live without her. She makes you happy when you're sad, makes you laugh and makes you feel like there is no place in the world you'd rather be than with her. She knows things about you that nobody else knows; you have your own inside jokes that other people wouldn't find funny. You complete each other. You're a two-shot, soul mates, best friends. You love her so much that what she did killed you inside, but she means so much to you that you can't stop loving her."

Fucking hell she just summed up everything I feel for Brittany I thought. How did she do that? Is she some kind of mind reader? A few tears raced down my face at her words. I really had fallen hard for Brittany, hadn't I? This only meant that when she broke up with me it hurt like hell.

"Are you a mind reader?"I asked which earned a chuckle from Rachel.

"No, I just know what true love is when I see it."Rachel said before continuing. "I feel all those things when I'm with Quinn."She admitted.

I had forgotten about Rachel and Quinn dating that I hadn't realised how serious they were. "How you guys doing?" I asked with a small smile on my face.

Rachel's face lit up like a fireworks display as she spoke "Great! We've spent so much time together and I can't get enough of her. I love her so much and I know that it's only been a few months but I think she's 'the one'. I want to spend the rest of my life with her; I just hope she feels the same."

"She definitely feels the same way Rachel if the way she looks at you is anything to go by."I assured her. I had seen Quinn staring at Rachel in the corridors at school when she thought nobody else was looking. I noticed the way Quinn's smile never faltered as she watched her girlfriend.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't be talking about Quinn I was supposed to be here to comfort you."Rachel said sounding slightly annoyed with herself.

"Hey, you have been comforting me and it's nice to hear that you're so happy with Miss Head Cheerio."I smiled at her and Rachel blushed. "So what have you guys been doing lately?"I asked interested in my friend's life.

"Having crazy lesbian sex."Rachel said really quietly but I still heard. Let's just say if I was eating right now I would have definitely choked on my food. "I mean I never knew someone could have such a talented tongue."Rachel said and I burst out laughing. I couldn't control my laughter and Rachel joined in soon after.

"Well I'm glad you guys are having fun."I said once we had calmed down.

"I'm going to help you show Brittany how much you love her and we're going to convince her that although she hurt you, which she is going to do some major grovelling for, you guys are meant to be together. We need to show her that she has made the biggest mistake of her life breaking up with you and I know exactly how to do that."Rachel had a determined look on her face and I knew that there was no arguing with her. But I was intrigued about this plan and I desperately wanted to be back with Brittany.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked curiously.

"You're going to show Brittany that she is enough for you and that although you can't forgive her easily for the things she said you still love her. You need to talk to her and sort out your issues in a civilised manner. As all good plans in history have a name I'd like to call this 'Operation Brittana'."

I didn't hesitate before I said "Operation Brittana seems like a great plan if it helps me make Brittany realise we belong together."

Rachel pulled me into a hug and said "My plans never fail."

I pulled back and mumbled "I hope so. I just want Brittany back. I love her so much."

But only time would tell if 'Operation Brittana' worked.

A/N:I'd like to apologise to those readers who feel the story is ruined. I'd like to thank you for reading the story anyway.

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