Santana slams the front door, obviously clearly mad, and goes up to Brittany's room and shuts the door.
Mrs. Pierce is confused, as it's 9:40 in the morning and the girls are supposed to be at school, she doesn't get to think about it much longer as she sees Brittany running after the girl and going upstairs.
She waits a couple of minutes before she hears yelling, so she goes upstairs. The door is now open, and you can hear Santana screaming.
"Brittany, I-I'm so fucking s-stupid, I couldn't protect you from K-Karofsky, and the worst of all I can't p-protect myself."
"Santana, what do you mean?"
"I couldn't wrestle t-those g-guys off of me h-how can I expect myself t-to fight Dave and F-Finn." Santana states, her voice getting wobbly.
"Santana, baby the…the rape wasn't your fault."
"I could have t-tried harder, I could h-have kicked o-or screamed louder. But, I-I just gave up, I j-just s-stopped fighting and l-let them do t-it. I'm a-a failure B-Britt, I-I'm weak, I don't know w-why you l-like me." She starts to cry.
"San! How could you say that? Look at me" Brittany whispers. Santana still doesn't look up.
"Santana Lopez." She says firmly. "I said look at me." The Latina slowly looks up at the blonde.
"You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met, I don't know why Finn, Karosfsky or those other jocks don't see it. You care about me so much, you hold me when I cry and be patient when I have my nightmares, you understand my love for animals and Lady and the Tramp, even though you've probably seen it 5 times in a row." Santana smiles for a second. "See? You have the most beautiful smile and laugh, and the cutest stutter. When you were raped Santana, it wasn't your fault, you said no, and they should have listened to you. I promise you Santana, everything you've been through, everything you've overcame makes me like-no love you Santana. I really, truly love you, nothing that happens to us will ever change that.
By the end of Brittany's speech both girls were in tears, and staring into each other's eyes. Santana leans in for a passionate kiss, and it represents all the feelings she feels right now.
As she pulls away, she whispers, "I love y-you too Brittany." She goes into the blonde's arms and snuggles into her neck.
Mrs. Pierce feels like she's intruding on a very intimate moment, but she needs go in and ask and act like she heard nothing."
"Girls? It's almost 10am what are you doing home?" Mrs. Pierce questions as she walks in and then gasps.
"Santana, what happened to your face? Tell me now girls."
Brittany strokes Santana's arm, puttering her less at edge, before she starts to speak," There's this glee member and another jock who's been bullying me and Santana. "She mumbles out.
"How long has this been going on girls?"
The girls stay silent.
"Brittany…"
"For me, since the beginning of the school year, San's had it a lot worse."
"What do they do? "asks Mrs. Pierce.
"They call us names, slushy us, shove us, and they've been hurting Santana, she got outed by them last year."
"They've hit and outed you? Santana, is that where the bruise is from?" Mrs. Pierce says as she walks over to examine it."
"Yeah." she says meekly as she winces when Mrs. Pierce touches it.
"But why did you leave school, is it because of this?"
"N-No, well kind of, we w-were late to glee cause of I-it, and when we walked he a-acted like he's been doing the right t-thing. "The Latina softly spoke. "I yelled at h-him cause I w-was fed u-up, then I left the r-room."
"I'm so sorry about what's been going on, you two should have told me sooner." Mrs. Pierce comments.
The girls look down.
"It's okay, girls how about you two take a nap, both of you look exhausted, then we'll go to the school around 1-ish to report this, I'll wake y'all up."
"Thank you." They say in unison.
Brittany lays back on the bed and goes under the covers, "Big or little spoon San" she questions.
"Little Please." Santana replies.
Santana soon gets under with her and Brittany wraps her arms around the Latina.
Before Brittany dozes off, the last thing she hears is, "Just…t-thank you."
Brittany wakes up to the smell of spaghetti sauce wafting in the room. Her stomach then grumbles; she hasn't eaten since 7. She turns to her alarm clock and see's that it's 12:17, and then looks at Santana, and decides to not wake her up yet. She strokes her brunette hair out of her face before she slowly untangles herself, desperately trying not to wake her up. She succeeds and was about to leave before she realizes she should probably leave a note so that Santana doesn't worry, she's had to worry enough this year, too much for her age. She gets her duck pen from her dresser and sticks a note on her pillow before she walks out.
She dashes down the stairs to see that she was right, her mom was simmering the sauce in the kitchen, and garlic bread was in the oven. Her mouth was watering, and she really wanted to not think about what's about to happen in school.
"Hi Mom."
"Hey sweetie! Didn't notice you there, foods almost ready! Where's Santana?" Mrs. Pierce asks.
"She's still sleeping, she's exhausted. We had a good talk."
"What did y'all talk about?" Mrs. Pierce questions, even though she knows.
"She thinks she's weak, and not strong enough to be with me. She just needed to know that I…... I love her." Brittany whispers out shyly.
"You love Santana?" Mrs. Pierce asks, shocked because she didn't hear that part.
"Yeah." She replies, averting her gaze to her feet, obviously uncomfortable. "She's just my world Mom, I don't know what I would do without her." She meekly replies.
Santana sits on the stairs, listening to their conversation, tearing up. She's never felt more loved with Brittany, and she's now sure the blonde feels just the same.
She slowly walks down the steps and into the kitchen to meet them, she had some nerves about what she was about to do, confronting Finn and Karofsky is gonna take a lot of guts.
Guts that until she met Brittany, she didn't know she had.
She walks up to the island and wraps herself around Brittany, the blonde gasps and turns her head slightly to see the Latina.
"Hey you!" Brittany says enthusiastically.
"Hi" Santana replies meekly.
Santana pulls Brittany into a quick kiss cause obviously Mrs. Pierce was there, and she didn't want to give her a show.
Santana soon takes a seat next to Brittany as Mrs. Pierce hands both of them a bowl of noodles and bread. They soon start to eat in comfortable silence, both of them are starving. Brittany side-glances at the Latina, even when she's just woke up she's stunning. Santana soon notices Brittany's glance and looks at her back, Brittany blushes furiously as she looks away.
"W-What are you l-looking at B?" Santana questions with a smirk on her face.
"Your just really pretty Santana." Brittany replies and she reaches out and tucks the Latina's curls behind her ear. Santana starts to blush as well.
"Thank y-you baby. "she replies softly.
Mrs. Pierce watches the interaction between the two, them in their own little world, so in love, it makes her heart melt.
"C'mon girls finish and go get freshened up so we can head out." She says.
They were on the way to school, Brittany looks at Santana and sees her eyes almost popping out of her socket. She takes the Latina's hand and strokes it, Santana looks at her with the same expression.
"It's gonna be okay San, trust me." The blonde whispers out.
They head in and go to the office, a few people look up at them on there way. As soon as they get to the office Mrs. Pierce says, "I would like to speak with Principal Figgins please."
"Okay, he's currently free right now, go on in," the receptionist replies.
They walk in as Figgins looks up and says," Mrs. Pierce, Ms. Pierce, Ms., Lopez what brings you here."
"From what Santana and Brittany has told me, Finn Hudson and David Karofsky have been physically and verbally abusing these kids for months." Mrs. Pierce answers.
"Is that true girls?" Both girls nod yes. "What have they been doing?"
"They c-call us d-dykes, slushy us and s-shove us into l-lockers, Karofsky slapped me today, and Finn outed m-me last year in t-the hallway." Santana speaks softly.
"Why didn't you bring this to my attention sooner?" Figgins asks.
"I-I thought that n-no one would care." She whispers.
"Let me call and we can set up a time where would could talk with the parents together, does that sound good, ill contact you later today?"
"Okay, thank you Principal Figgins." Mrs. Pierce answers, as they walk out.
As they walk down the now empty hallway, Mrs. Pierce starts to talk., "I wish y'all told me sooner about this."
"Sorry." Both of them whispered.
"It's okay, now let's go home and you two could rest some more."
They got home around 2-ish and they went back to sleep, Santana woke up at 4pm and thought of something, she's never taken Brittany on a real dinner date! They've been to the pond and sat with each other but she didn't think that counted. She soon untangles herself from Brittany and straddled her hips and started peppering light kisses around her face.
Brittany soon starts to wake up, and Santana is met with a pair of shiny blues looking at her.
"Hi." Santana whispers.
"This is a good way to wake up," Brittany says in a sleep-filled voice. They both laugh about it.
Santana starts to ramble out, "Brittany, c-can I take you out o-on a date."
"Aww San, I would love to!" Brittany exclaims.
"I'm sorry I-I've been such a shitty g-girlfriend,we haven't been on a r-real dinner date." Santana says softly, lowering her head.
"Aww, baby you're not shitty, it's both of out faults, you're not the only one responsible for dates. I think we've both been so distracted on enjoying the little things we haven't been able to celebrate fully yet."
"You think s-so Britt."
"Yeah I do, come here." Brittany motions for Santana to lay back on top of her, they lay in comfortable silence until Santana speaks out.
"B-Britt, can we talk a-about something." She says meekly.
"Anything, is everything okay?"
"Um what's t-the furthest you've g-gone sexually in a r-relationship." She blurts out.
Brittany doesn't even look fazed by the question. She answers, "Second base, I never really felt as strongly with anyone else as I have with you, it felt wrong to do anything else with someone I really didn't care about." She leans up and kisses her quickly. "When you feel ready, I'll be able to give myself to someone I really love, and that's what matters."
"But I-I won't be able to give-."
"Santana what did I tell you." She soon sits up with Santana in her arms. "The rape doesn't count to me, you didn't want it clearly, you didn't consent to it. Whenever you actually decide to do it, it's the time that counts, cause you and me will feel the same mutually."
"Thank you B-Britt."
They lay in silence for some time until they decide it's time to get ready to go, both of them brimming with excitement.
Hi yall, im sorry for the delay, I got caught up in something yesterday and couldn't write. There's gonna be one more part of confessionals week that's gonna be huge! This one was kinda of fillery, and not my best work, but it is needed to develop the story along. BYE!