I just want to say 2 things-
1- Someone asked about Brett's tattoos. I don't really have specific tattoos in mind for him as I did for Santana. I just picture him with a sleeve and some on his chest. I could definitely see an American flag, a fallen soldier tattoo for Drew things like that. Just picture whatever you want!
2- I just wanted to apologize for taking so long to update this story. Work has been so hectic and I haven't had much time to write. I wanted to reassure you guys that I am still here and dedicated to this story. The time between chapters might be a little longer than usual. Thank you for all the support and please enjoy the chapter!
When Brett arrived at the gym there were multiple cops. The entire place was surrounded by caution tape. "Brett, over here!" Aaron called from the front of the building. Brett made his way over and crossed under the tape once Aaron assured the officer that it was okay. The windows out front were all broken including the door which Brett assumed is how the person got in. The two guys carefully stepped over the glass littering the sidewalk. Walking into the gym, Brett noticed that the front desk was completely trashed. The computers were smashed, papers were thrown everywhere. Written in red spray paint across the front of the desk was the phase "GO THE FUCK BACK TO WAR".
"It only took the cops 11 minutes to get here once the alarm was triggered, I don't know how someone could have done all this damage in that time," Aaron said, looking around. "There is no way one person did this," Brett said, thinking out loud. "The cops and I were thinking the exact same time. Whoever did this obviously has a problem with the military because look what they did to the wall" Aaron said, pointing to the wall.
Brett walked over to the focus wall that usually housed amazing pictures. Pictures of the employees, Aaron, and Brett's tours. Even some of the regulars put up some of their tour pictures. It really was the focus of Aaron's gym. It told stories that were unimaginable and now those stories were littered on the ground. This made Brett more than mad. Who the hell would destroy pictures of veterans? As Brett was looking at the pictures on the ground something caught his eye. "Can I touch something?" Brett asked Aaron. He didn't know how crime scenes were processed and didn't want to disturb anything. "Yeah, the police took pictures of everything," Aaron replied. Brett bent down and picked up a specific picture. It was the picture of Brett, Aaron, and Drew on one of their tours, Brett would recognize it anywhere. Except for this time, Brett's face was scratched out. Seeing this only further confirmed Brett's suspicions, this was a personal attack.
Aaron came up behind Brett to see the picture he was holding. "I saw that too, which is one of the reasons why I called you," He said. Brett dropped the photo back onto the ground. "What else did they do?" Brett asked. Aaron stepped back so Brett could see further into the gym, "see for yourself" Aaron said. Brett walked past his friend. The rings of the boxing ring were all cut. The machines were turned over and smashed. There were multiple phrases written on the walls and mirrors in the same red spray paint. "LEAVE HER ALONE" "SHE IS MINE" and "LEAVE AND DON'T COME BACK" were just a few. Brett walked over to the far wall of the gym where "I HOPE YOU DIE" was written the largest. Brett shook his head, he was convinced this was Sebastian. Who else would have done this, it all made sense.
The only place Brett has a connection to in this city other than Quinn and Santana's apartment is here. His face is the only one scratched out of the pictures and all the writings on the wall seem to point to him. It also isn't a coincidence that the day Sebastian finds out that he is dating Santana, this happens. "There is also one more thing," Aaron said, pulling Brett back to reality. "How much worse can it get?" Brett asked. "You tell me? I found this in your employee file" Aaron replied, handing Brett a paper. Printed on it is a picture of Santana in lingerie. Brett was fuming, the audacity of this guy. "Flip it over," Aaron said. Brett obliged and saw a message. "Slut will be screaming my name soon enough" was written on the back. Of course, the asshole would write something that would trigger him, the same thing that triggered Brett when he punched Sebastian in the face. This was the final evidence Brett needed to convince him that the person who did this was Sebastian.
"Are you thinking what I am thinking?" Aaron asked. "That Sebastian did this?" Brett said. Aaron nodded his head, "I know he doesn't like you but why do this now?" he asked. "Sebastian came over today and Santana told him that we were dating," Brett explained. "He obviously didn't take it well" Brett added as he looked around the room. Aaron scoffed, "That is an understatement," he said.
"Aaron, I am so sorry. I didn't know he would stoop to this level. I'll help pay for this, I don't have a lot but I can tap into my savings." Brett suggested. Aaron shook his head, "This is not your fault. It's a lunatic who is obsessed with your girlfriend's fault. Also, I will not be taking any money from you, this is what insurance is for" Aaron said. "Sir, do you think I could have a word with you?" an officer asked. Aaron excused himself and left with the officer, leaving Brett alone. He was furious. Brett took out his phone and dialed Puck's number.
Puck- hey man, what's up?
Brett- Hey I have a question?
Puck- Yeah sure.
Brett- would you happen to know where Sebastian lives?
Puck- (hesitates) um, why do you want to know?
Brett- Do you know where he lives, yes or no?
Puck- I do but I don't think I should tell you.
Brett- I just need to talk to him so can you just do me this favor and tell me where he lives.
Puck- Listen you're my friend but I don't believe you. I know how feel about him. What happened that you need to know where he lives?
Brett- You know what just forget it, I'll figure it out.
Puck- Brett, I
Brett- (Hangs up on Puck)
Santana was laughing with her friends. She decided to stop drinking wine once Brett left. Santana wanted to be sober if she needed to go pick him up in case Brett needed to stay late helping Aaron. Quinn was passed out on the rug with her head under the coffee table. "I forgot how much of a lightweight Quinn was," Kurt said laughing. "She's even worse than Berry," Santana said. "Hey, that is not true Santana" Rachel slurred. "I rest my case," San said, making the group laugh.
Mercedes picked up Quinn's arm and let it drop back on the rug. Quinn did not even flinch or make a sound. "Now that she is out, we can talk about you and Brett," Mercedes said, smirking. "Oh YES, I want to know everything!" Tina said. Rachel covered Quinn with a blanket, "I want to know too" she said. "We all want to know so spill before Fabray wakes up," Kurt said.
"What do you want to know?" Santana asked. "I want to know what he is like in bed!" Kurt yelled. "Way to be subtle," Mercedes murmured. "It's Santana, she appreciates forwardness," Kurt said, making Santana laugh. "He is great in bed," San said. "That's it?" Kurt asked. "Quinn told us more earlier," Tina said. "Yeah and if her descriptions of your moans and screams are accurate he's more than great in bed" Mercedes added. "You guys are so nosey. Fine, he's amazing and definitely not lacking in that department" Santana said smirking. Kurt's eyes lit up, "how big?" he asked. Santana held up her hands to show his length while smirking, in which Kurt's mouth dropped. "You won the damn lottery Lopez," Mercedes said laughing. "That I did," she replied.
"Do you see a future with him?" Rachel asked. Everyone looked at her. "Way to get all serious," Tina said. "I know for a fact I am not the only person wanting to know?" Rachel said looking around. Kurt shrugged, "I want to know because I never thought you would settle down but now I could see a domestic Santana" Kurt said. Santana made a grossed-out face, "I will never be domesticated" she said. "I don't know Satan, I think you would do it for Brett," Mercedes said. "Brett wouldn't want me to, he supports my job" Santana pointed out. "And that is how we know he is perfect for Santana," Tina said. "I didn't mean it like that, more like I could see a bunch of kiddos running around that look like a combo of you two," Kurt said. Santana's eyes grew big, "oh god" she mumbled. "Your children would be adorable!" Mercedes said. "I would have to agree with that statement," Rachel said. "I for one would love to see Santana pregnant!" Tina yelled. "With those hormones racing, I would stay fucking clear of her" Kurt said laughing. "Stay out of my uterus! all of you" Santana yelled, pointing at her friends.
"We need to add a baby to the group and I think you are the one to do it!" Mercedes suggested. "Brett and I have been dating for literally days. If you want a baby ask Rachel or Tina" Santana said. Both Tina and Rachel had a petrified look on their face. Santana looked at them "exactly, so shut up" she said. Just then her phone started vibrating. She looked down and saw a picture of her choking Puck. Why was Puck calling her? Santana excused herself from the group. Before she walked into the kitchen she heard Mercedes speak, "I bet we can convince Brett to have a baby" she said, making Santana roll her eyes. Once she went into the kitchen, Santana answered the phone.
Santana- What do you want Puck?
Puck- Are you with Brett? (Sounding concerned)
Santana- No…. Why?
Puck- I just got a very strange phone call from him.
Santana- what did he say?
Puck- He asked me where Sebastian lived.
Santana- (panicking) Why the hell would he ask that? Did you tell him?
Puck- Of course not San, I am not stupid but he told me that he was going to find out where he lives then Brett hung up on me. I tried calling him back but he didn't answer which is why I called you.
Santana- Fuck, okay I have to go.
Puck- San, what is going on?
Santana- I don't know but I'll text you later. (Hangs up)
Santana made her way to her room, completely ignoring her friends. She peeled off her t-shirt and pulled on a bra. Then pulled on a sweatshirt over it. Santana decided to just stay in the legging she had on. Mercedes opened the door and saw Santana running around her room getting dressed. "Where are you going?" she asked. It was like Mercedes completely sobered up seeing the worry on Santana's face. "You know how Brett went down to help Aaron because his business was broken into," Santana said. Mercedes nodded her head so Sn continued. "Well, I guess Brett called Puck asking him where Sebastian lived" she explained. Mercedes eyes widened and Santana nodded at her expression. "I have no idea what is going on but if Brett is wondering where Bash lives, I know it's not a good thing," Santana said. "What do you need me to do?" Mercedes asked. "Can you just stay here and make sure that Quinn doesn't puke. Also if Brett comes back here please text me" Santana asked. Mercedes nodded, "Don't think of the worst" she said. "I'm trying not too" San replied. Santana quickly made her way out her front door, ignoring the questions and stares from her friends. She knew that Mercedes would answer all their questions.
Santana quickly took a cab to the gym. Even though she was just outside, San could tell that there was a lot of damage. Santana tried to cross the tape but was immediately stopped by the cop. She forgot that this wasn't one of her crime scenes and she can't just go where she wants. "I am sorry ma'am but you can't cross the tape," the officer said. "Listen, my boyfriend works here and I think he is in there," Santana said. "I can't let you in without authorization," he said. Santana groaned and was about to try and beg her way in when a voice stopped her. "Santana?" someone said behind her. She turned around and was met with Carrie, San was relieved. "Carrie, thank god," she said. "What are you doing here?" Carrie asked. "I need to talk to Brett, he came to help Aaron," San explained. Carrie turned to the officer, "I am an owner and she can come in," Carrie said. "Yes ma'am," the officer said, holding the tape up for the two girls, "Just be careful of the glass" he added. They thanked him and walked in.
Santana was shocked at what she saw, being immediately met with "GO THE FUCK BACK TO WAR" spray painted. "Oh my god," she mumbled. "I know, who would write that in a military gym?" Carrie said, shaking her head. "They even destroyed all the pictures we had up on the wall commemorating the men's tours," Carrie said, motioning to the piles of pictures on the floor. Santana looked around hoping to see Brett but she couldn't see him. Please be in the backroom, she thought.
"That's weird," Carrie said. Santana walked over to her, "what is?" San asked. Carrie handed her a picture, "Brett's face is scratched out, whoever did this really doesn't like him" Carrie said. Everything was clicking for Santana. "Look at all the sayings on the wall, who is this girl they are referring to?" Carrie asked. Santana looked at Carrie, "I think it's me" she said.
Carrie looked at her extremely confused, "what?" she asked. "I think Sebastian did this and Brett knows. He called Puck asking him where Bash lives, that is why I came down here to make sure he didn't do anything stupid" Santana explained. "Sebastian, isn't that your ex-boyfriend?" Carrie asked. Santana nodded, "Yup, the guy that Brett punched in the face during his shift is also the guy that just found out that Brett and I are dating" Santana pointed out. Santana could tell by Carrie's face that she understood the severity of the situation. "We need to find Brett," Carrie said. "Yes we do," Santana agreed.
Carrie tried calling Aaron while Santana tried calling Brett again. Neither of the boys had answered. When they asked the Officer who was on duty if they were here, he told the girls that he just got on and hasn't seen anyone since. "What should we do?" Carrie asked her. "I need to go to Sebastian's," Santana said before turning around and walking out. Carrie quickly chased after her, "You are not going alone" she said catching up with the Latina. Santana nodded at her and hailed a cab. Santana was silent as the cab drove closer and closer to Sebastian's apartment building. The cab pulled up outside 15 Central Park West, the most prestigious apartment building in all of New York City. "You're ex lives here?" Carrie asked in disbelief. "Yup, he comes from money," Santana said.
Santana walked into the lobby with Carrie right behind her. There weren't cops in the lobby so that was a good thing. The duo made their way up to the penthouse. "The penthouse" Carrie mumbled. "He comes from a lot of money," she said. Carrie nodded.
The front door was closed and the hallway was silent. No screaming which is another good sign that Brett wasn't here. Santana knocked or more like pounded on the door. After a minute the door swung open revealing Sebastian standing in just pajama pants, no shirt. He immediately smirked at Santana. "Hey babe, I knew you would come back eventually," Sebastian said obviously checking her out. His eyes then traveled to Carrie, "and you brought a friend. Finally agreeing to a threesome?" he asked, hopeful. Carrie was disgusted whereas Santana wasn't even phased, she was used to it.
"What the hell did you do?" Santana spat at him. She didn't even wait for him to answer, Santana just pushed past him; walking into his apartment with Carrie. "Please come in," Sebastian said sarcastically. "You fucking trashed the gym," Santana said. Bash looked amused, "I have no idea what you are talking about," he said. "Do you actually think that breaking into the gym and destroying everything? Plastering all those fucking statements on the walls was seriously going to break Brett and me up?" Santana yelled at him. Sebastian didn't even look phased by her yelling. His straight face was actually making Carrie uncomfortable.
"The gym was destroyed?" Sebastian asked with a grin. Santana just shook her head, "I can't believe that I ever dated you. You are disgusting, stay the hell away from me, Brett, and anyone I am friends with. And don't you dare ever show your face at the gym again or you are going to have to deal with me in court" Santana spat.
Santan quickly turned to Carrie, "we are leaving" she said. Carrie nodded and made her way to the door with Santana behind her. Neither realized that Sebastian was also following close behind them. Once Carrie was outside the door, Sebastian quickly slammed the door shut. Trapping Santana in his apartment while keeping Carrie out.
Santana spun around to face Sebastian, ready to cuss him out. The look on his face was something Santana had only ever seen at work. When she would watch officers interrogate suspects who had raped or assaulted people and thought they were going to get away with it. This scared Santana but she didn't want him to realize it. Sebastian stepped closer to her, with every step he took Santana took one back. That was until her back hit the door, she could feel Carrie pounding on it.
"You think you are so tough but you are all bark and no bite. I know you, Santana. I am friends with your Father and he will never let you stay with that barbarian." Sebastian said walking closer and closer. He came within inches of her and placed his hand on the door, making her feel trapped even more. "We had such a good time together," Bash whispered. He ran his thumb over her cheekbone, then let his fingertips dance down her neck. "I gave you everything," he said. Bash's hand ran through the valley of her breast, Santana felt her heart rate increase. "We are perfect for each other Santana," Bash said, running his hand on the underside of her breast.
Carrie became even louder, banging on the door but all Santana could hear was her own heartbeat, beating out of her chest. Bash's hand started running down her side. This is what her victims feel like, violated and treated as an object. "Why don't you be a good girl and come back to me. Live here and we can get married. Your parents will talk to you again and maybe put you back in the will. How does that sound baby?" Bash whispered, his face got closer to her.
Santana could feel his hand go past her hip. "Let me remind you what a real man is like in bed because I can do so much more than that dumb soldier," Sebastian said. Santana was terrified, what was she supposed to do? Why does she feel like she can't move? Can't breathe?
Santana needed to do something and needed to do it fast. She tried to slow down her breathing and ground herself. Santana shut her eyes and immediately saw her boyfriend. His smile, his eyes, the way his hands fit perfectly on her waist. She needed him, in this moment that is what Santana needed. Brett was her strength and at this moment he was going to pull her through.
Sebastian's lips met her neck, his hand sliding between her legs cupping her center. "God I missed your body" he hissed against her neck. She could feel his dick growing against her thigh. At that exact moment, Santana could hear Brett, "baby I know you are scared but you need to fight. I know you can, you are the strongest woman I know" he said in her head. That is what she needed.
Santana immediately brought her knee up as hard as she could hitting Sebastian right in the dick. He pulled his hand from the door and her body, bringing both of them to his penis. "FUCK" he yelled out. Santana could feel the tears starting to fall from her eyes. She quickly took the chance to spin around and open his front door. Carrie pulled her out, "Santana, what happened?" she asked. Carrie was extremely concerned, looking at Santana who was crying, and Sebastian who was holding his dick. Santana grabbed her hand and pulled her to the elevator.
As the doors closed, Sebastian started screaming "You and your fucking boyfriend will pay for this! It isn't the end Santana!" he screamed.
Carrie stared at Santana the entire elevator ride down from the penthouse. Santana however never looked at her, she stared completely straight the entire time. Only moving to wipe a tear or two that managed to escape from her tear duct. The elevator dinged signaling that they have reached the ground floor and opened. Santana made a beeline to the front door, ignoring all the stares from the people in the lobby. Once she hit the sidewalk, Santana took a deep breath. She finally felt like she could breathe again. Carrie went in front of her and placed her hands carefully on Santana's cheeks. Carrie gently wiped her tears away with her thumbs. Santana's eyes finally met Carries.
"What happened Santana?" Carrie whispered. San quickly shook her head, "not here please, anywhere but here" she whispered back. Carrie nodded, "Okay, let's go," she said, wrapping her arm around Santana and bringing her close. Carrie hailed a cab with her other hand. Santana didn't even hear where Carrie told the cab to go. She just looked out the window. Based on the direction they were going, Santana figured that they were going back to the gym but that came and went. The cab finally stopped about a block from the gym. "Where are we?" she asked. "Come on, I figured we needed a little privacy," Carrie said. Santana followed her up to the front door to a bookstore. Carrie took out a key and opened it, holding the door for Santana. "What is this?" Santana asked looking around.
It was a cute little local bookstore that looked like it was also a coffee shop. Carrie sat on one of the comfy chairs while Santana sat in the other one. "A friend of mine, another military wife owns this place. She gave me a key and told me I could use it whenever I wanted to if I needed to destress. I think now is the perfect time." Carrie said. Santana scoffed, "you got that right" she mumbled.
"Listen I am not going to beat around the bush, what the hell happened back there?" Carrie asked. Santana looked over at her friend, "I don't even know. I let him get to me and I shouldn't have" she said. "What did he do?" Carrie asked. "He trapped me against the door, it was like I couldn't breathe and I couldn't move," Santana said. "I am not sure if Brett told you or not but my parents and I have a pretty toxic relationship. They wanted me to get married to a wealthy guy and basically be a trophy wife. Sebastian works under my father and they love him. Since I met him my parents have been basically planning our wedding. So when we broke up, my parents stopped talking to me. Sebastian knows this and threw it back into my face." She explained.
Carrie didn't say anything, she knew Santana just needed a second. San wiped a tear and collected herself. "He was just saying how great we were together and how much he gave me. Then he started talking about how Brett can't satisfy me in bed as he can." Santana said. She scoffed, "all while running his hand all over my body" Santana explained, shaking her head. "I couldn't move Carrie. I just stood there while he touched me. This guy had the audacity to start kissing my neck and grabbing my vagina while saying he loved my body." Santana said, her voice shaking. "Brett's going to be so disappointed in me" She mumbled, dropping her head into her hands.
Carrie reached over and gently pulled Santana's head from her hands. "He isn't going to be disappointed because you didn't do anything wrong," Carrie said. "I did though. I didn't move when a guy who wasn't my boyfriend started touching me." Santana said, letting more tears fall. Carrie quickly shook her head, "no honey, you were scared and Sebastian assaulted you" she said. "No no he didn't" Santana tried to say but Carrie cut her off. "Yes, he did and deep down you know that because you see this every day at work. Santana, you did nothing wrong" Carrie said with a stern but loving voice.
Santana slowly nodded her head, "I did nothing wrong" she repeated. "That's right," Carrie whispered, holding her hands. "Please don't tell Brett" Santana pleaded. She could tell that Carrie wanted to fight her on this. Carrie knew that Brett should know what happened to Santana but it wasn't her story. Carrie slowly nodded, "I won't but I think you should tell him," she said. "I will but he needs to hear it from me," Santana said. "What if he breaks up with me?" San asked Carrie. "Brett will not leave you over this. Maybe beat the shit out of Sebastian but that is it" Carrie said, earning a small laugh from Santana.
Carrie's phone vibrated indicating that she got a message. "Brett and Aaron are at the gym, do you want to go see your man?" Carrie asked with a small smile. Santana nodded, "let me just fix myself," she said. Santana went back to the bathroom and gathered herself. After a few minutes, she looked like she wasn't crying at all. Once she walked out Carrie pulled her into a hug, "Thank you Carrie" Santana whispered. "As I said, we stick together" Carrie replied.
The girls left the bookstore and walked the bloke to the gym. The cops were gone by the time they got there but the caution tape was still up. Instead of broken windows, cardboard covered up the openings. They walked into the gym, Aaron and Brett were sweeping up the broken glass. Brett looked up and was extremely surprised. "Santana, what are you doing here?" he asked. "Puck called me" was all Santana had to say for Brett to understand. "Do you guys mind if we talk in the back office?" Brett asked. Both Aaron and Carrie said it was okay. Brett reached out and grabbed Santana's hand gently, walking with her to the office.
Once inside Brett shut the door and took a seat on the couch with his girlfriend. "I overreacted and called Puck. Judging by your face I know he told you what I asked but I didn't go to Sebastian's house. I wanted to so bad Santana, I wanted to punch his face in but Aaron talked me out of it." Brett explained. Santana reached out and grabbed ahold of his hand. "When Puck called me, I freaked out and came here as quickly as possible. When I saw that you were not here I assumed the worst" Santana said. She was going to continue talking but then Brett started talking. "I don't blame you or Puck for reacting the way you did. I already punched the guy once, the chance was pretty high that I would do it again." Brett explained.
Brett groaned, "Did you see the damage that he did to this place. It is a complete disaster. All the spray paint saying to leave you alone and for me to go back to war, this guy is crazy. He also disrespects the flags and all the servicemen who are members here who placed pictures on that wall, it is disgusting" Brett said. "I promise, I did not know he was going to do this. I never in a million years thought he would stoop this low" Santana said. He squeezed her hands, "This is not your fault at all, the guy is insane" Brett said.
"I didn't even want to show you this but it has to do with you so you have a right to see it," Brett said. Santana looked at her confused as she took his phone from him. "I don't have the original because the police took it as evidence but this is a picture" he added. Santana looked down at it. On Brett's phone was a picture of herself in lingerie. The one time she let Sebastian take a provocative picture of her. At this very moment she is so freaking happy that she never sent the guy nudes because she knows if she did, that would have been the picture instead. Brett reached over and swiped the screen. "This was written on the back and it was placed in my employee file; which made me 100% sure that it was Sebastian that was behind all of this," he said.
"Slut will be screaming my name soon enough"- Santana read that statement over and over. She is pissed so fucking pissed off. How the hell could he write that and hand it to her own boyfriend. Santana couldn't look at it anymore so she handed that over to Brett who instantly deleted it. "The police will get him. That was where I was when you were trying to get a hold of me. Aaron and I told the police that we had a suspicion about who did this. They asked if we could go down to the station and explain everything. I put my phone on silent while they were taking our statement." Brett explained. "I am sorry I didn't answer your calls," he said rubbing her hand with his thumb.
Santana felt horrible, sitting on the couch feeling like a liar. She needs to tell him what happened with Sebastian. He had the strength to tell her about his past, she could at least get this out. "I need to tell you something," Santana said quietly. Brett looked concerned, he had never seen his girlfriend look so small. "What's wrong Tana?" he asked.
"When I came here and saw everything I came to the same conclusion as you. I also thought it was Sebastion and since I couldn't get a hold of you, I assumed you figured out where he lived and went there. So Carrie and I went to Sebastian's apartment." Santana said. Brett was staring at her as if he was trying to read her facial expression. Santana told him everything. Starting when her and Carrie barged into his home demanding answers to when Sebastion shut the door on Carrie, trapping Santana inside. She could tell that Brett was fuming and attempting to keep it all together.
"He started saying things like we should get back together because he was good for me and because that is what my father would want. He kept saying that he and I were good together, that he provided me everything I needed. Sebastian even went as far as saying he knew how to please me in bed" Santana explained. She was scared to tell him the rest, Santana didn't want Brett to do something that would get him in trouble. "He touched me" she whispered just loud enough for him to hear. Santana heard his breath pick up in pace.
"Where?" he asked. "He ran his hand down my body and breasts," Santana said, she could feel the tears trying to breakthrough. "Then he started kissing my neck and grabbing me between my legs. I couldn't move Brett. I didn't want him to touch me I promise. It was like I heard your voice in my head and I kneed him right in the dick which distracted him long enough for us to get out of there." She said, her voice shaking. Santana didn't want Brett to think that she let him feel her up. Even after Carrie telling her that it is not her fault and that she was assaulted, Santana couldn't help but fear that Brett would blame her.
Brett let go of Santana's hands and she felt like her heart was going to shatter into a million pieces. But then he did something she was not expecting. Brett brought his hands up and caressed her face. This action made some tears fall down. Brett quickly whipped them away, "I do not blame you one bit Tana" he whispered. And with that Brett brought her face to his, capturing her lips. Santana's hands landed around his neck, playing with his little curls on the back of his neck. She matched his passion 100%.
Brett pulled back slowly, then pecked her lips one last time before getting up and walking out. Santana sat there for a second, stunned that he even left her there. Once she realized, Santana quickly followed after him. "You have his address in his membership file don't you?" Brett said to Aaron. Aaron placed his hands on Brett's biceps, "You need to calm down" he said. Carrie looked over at Santana. "I told him," she said which made Carrie look upset, feeling bad for Brett. "Tell me his goddamn address!" Brett screamed, making even Aaron jump.
"Brett baby please" Santana pleaded. "No Tana, after what he did. To this place, to you. He doesn't deserve to just sit on the couch and enjoy his night" Brett said, gritting his teeth. "He won't be. The police are going to be questioning him, Sebastian isn't going to get away with this" Aaron said.
"He assaulted my girlfriend! I will not let him get away with that" Brett yelled. Aaron looked shocked. He turned to his wife who looked toward Santana. Aaron followed her gaze to Santana, who looked extremely upset. Aaron marched up to Brett and grabbed him. This was the only way he knew how to get through to his best friend. "Brett listen to me!" Aaron yelled, he immediately shut up. "I have no idea what is going on right now but if what you are saying is true and by the look on the girl's faces, it tells me it is. You have every right to be pissed right now. In different circumstances, I would even let you beat his ass to a pulp but you would be arrested. Right now, Brett, you need to let law enforcement do their jobs. Look at your girlfriend right now" Aaron commanded.
Brett slowly turned his head toward Santana, catching her gaze. "She is scared and all she wants is you. Go home with her and cuddle up in bed. Sebastian will pay for this trust me" Aaron pleaded and promised his buddy. "B please" Santana pleaded again, hoping that Aaron's speech calmed her soldier down. Brett pulled away from Aaron and marched up to Santana. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her close. "I am sorry" he whispered in her ear. "It's okay baby" she whispered back.
Brett pulled away and looked at Aaron, "Thank you" he said. Aaron nodded, "anytime man, now go home. You guys need to sleep," he said. They said their goodbyes and Carrie hugged Santana tight before they left.
*I hope you guys liked it! Please don't forget to comment, I love reading what everyone thinks!*