"Britt are you even listening to me?"
It had been two weeks since the day that I spent with Santana and Madelynn at the carnival. I had texted and called Santana, but I haven't heard anything from her. Im out at the lima bean getting coffee with Quinn right now and we are catching up because she was once my best friend.
"Seriously Britt what is going on with you?"
I look up and see Quinn staring at me with a questioning look on her face so I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, deciding to tell her about my problems. "I took Madelynn and Santana to the carnival two weeks ago and it was the best day of my life, but I haven't heard anything from Santana and im starting to get worried.
"Look Brittany, Im going to be straight up with you. If you haven't heard anything from Santana its because she doesn't want you to. I know you worried about her and Madelynn now that you know shes yours, but you should give them space. Santana is probably trying to take the time to process you returning back to town."
I purse my lips together and think about what Quinn is saying for a moment. My lips pinch together and my brows crease before I sigh and nod my head in agreement. "Your right Q. What were you saying before?"
Quinn smiles accepting my answer before she starts to repeat what she was talking about earlier. "So Rachel Mercedes and me all decided that we need a break from life for a little while so we are going to go on a beach vacation. We already have the house picked out and it is beautiful, but we wanted to invite some more people to come. Rachel invited her best friend, Gracie and she is going to bring her husband. So do you want to go with us? We leave in 2 days."
"Yea Q. It sounds fun and I could use the distraction and the alcohol to help ease my mind."
"Alright thats great B. Listen I have to go pick up Elijah from his nanny. I will see you in two days." Quinn stands up and gives me a peck on the cheek before she walks out of the coffee shop and into the busy streets.
Once im home I sit and play the guitar for an hour before deciding to pack for the trip. I need this trip and im going to have a good time so I can just forget this stress.
Hot damn
See you licking frosting from your own hands
Want another taste, I'm begging, yes ma'am
I'm tired of all this candy on the dry land, dry land, oh
Waste time with a masterpiece, don't waste time with a masterpiece
You should be rolling with me, you should be rolling with me, ah
You're a real-life fantasy, you're a real-life fantasy
But you're moving so carefully; let's start living dangerously
Talk to me, baby
I'm going blind from this sweet sweet craving, whoa-oh
Let's lose our minds and go fucking crazy
I-I-I-I-I-I keep on hoping we'll eat cake by the ocean
The music cuts off as we pull into the driveway of the beach house we rented. Quinn divided it up so everyone could pay equally. I get out of the jeep and grab my bags and head inside. It was a very long drive since we went all the way to Myrtle Beach, but it was still pretty fun. I climb all ther stairs until I reach the top floor. I pick out my room, which has a comfy queen bed and a beautiful balcony overlooking the ocean. I know that this trip is going to be peaceful.
The beach house has 5 bedrooms and 5 bathrooms which is the perfect size for us. I see the rest of the girls walk in and go to their respective rooms and after 5 minutes we begin to unpack the drinks and snacks that we brought. After all of that is finished we sit down in the living room area to rest.
"So what time is Gracie and her husband supposed to be here?" Rachel shrugs her shoulders at Quinns question before pulling out her phone and calling a number. "Hey Gracie...How long until you guys will be here….yep, there is plenty of room...okay we will see you guys when you get here."
"Gracie said they would be here sometime tonight. They are just now leaving Ohio," Rachel informs us.
"Awesome so do you guys think we go get the alcohol while we wait for them?" I ask.
"Me, rachel, and mercedes can go get the alcohol and the supplies for tonight if you want to set up everything here?" Quinn says.
"Yea that sounds good with me, ill just set up the music and get the cups in place for beer pong. I'll see you guys in a little while?" I say to them as they walk out the door with a nod and an 'okay'.
Soon after they leave I decide to set up the music, tables, and get the food and snacks out for later. I start to dance along with the music and sooner than I realize, the girls are walking in along with Gracie and her husband. It wasn't until he stepped all the way in the door that I recognized who he was.
"Zayn...do you remember me? Im brittany? From the Taxi?" I say with a smile.
"Ahhh, yes i remember you brittany. Its been a while how has Lima been treating you?" he says with a smile as well.
"It's been good to be back, but its been the same it always has. I got to see my dad again, and I found out I have a daughter, which is a long story for another day." I decide to change the conversation back to a more friendlier one with the question "I assume that this is you wife Gracie?"
"Yep, we've been married for 4 years now." He says while putting a arm around her waist and smiling at her.
I get caught up staring at how perfect they look together, so happy and in love with each other, that I don't even notice the front door to the rental property open up and a young woman walks in.
"Ahh hermana, this is my friend Rachel, and her friends Quinn, Rachel and Brittany." He says to the girl who drops the bags to the floor and looks up for the first time.
It was in that moment that my smile faltered because it was the one person i've been thinking about all week, but the one reason I decided to come to the beach to get away from...Santana.
She looks at everyone and then glances at me before flashing a smile at her brother and shaking everyone's hand as a greeting.
"Where can I put my stuff?" she asks Quinn who looks shocked and diverts her attention to Rachel.
"I don't know, I didnt know that you were going to be here. We only have 5 bedrooms so you will have to room with one of us."
"She can't room with me, I need my beauty sleep listening to the waves. You seem like a cool girl but I need my privacy too." Mercedes says jokingly, yet seriously.
"Then I guess you can stay with me, Rachel or Britt." Quinn says.
Santana sighs while brushing her fingers though her hair. "Okay ill put my bags up later, can we just get to the drinking now?"
Everyone laughs as we nod our heads. While we walk upstairs to the living area and kitchen, Zayn and Gracie go to their room to place their bags down, and then they join us in the kitchen.
"So what are we gonna do first?" Mercedes asks.
"I don't know about you guys, but I brough just dance if anyone wants to play that later, but im feeling competitive so I kind of want to play beer pong. I just need a partner," I say.
"Okay so Me and Rachel can be on a team." Quinn says.
"Me and Gracie will be partners," Zayn says.
"You guys count me out of Beer pong, we need one person who is in their right mind for the night anyways." Mercedes says.
"So I guess that means Me and Santana will be a team?" I say while looking over towards Santana to ask if she is okay with that, which she nods in agreement to.
"Yea thats fine with me, just dont suck because I don't lose." Santana says.
We pour beer into the solo cups and get ready to start our game, which is Me and Santana against Rachel and Quinn.
"You guys can shoot first. College rules. Also, losing team takes a shot each," Santana says as she hands them two ping pong balls.
We take turns shooting ping pong balls into the other sides cups until we are both down to the last cup.
"Im calling game right here," Quinn says and when she shoots the ping pong ball…It goes in.
Me and Santana look at each other before taking our turns shooting our ball. Santana misses her shot, but I am still confident I can make mine. I take a deep breath and aim at the cup. When I shoot it the ball hits the rim of the cup, swivels inside the top of the cup and pops back out.
Rachel and Quinn start jumping up and down as me and Santana head to the Kitchen.
We down our shots and the alcohol stings the back of my throat.
The night goes on and we continue drinking until next thing I know im standing out on the balcony, trying to get a break from the loud music that is pounding in my ears.
Santana comes outside to stand next to me on the balcony.
"I meant to ask you earlier, but if you are here with us, then where is Gracie?" I ask.
"You father said that you were leaving for the weekend and asked if he could keep her, so I told him yea when my brother asked me if I wanted to go with them this weekend."
I nod by head to her response.
"Why have you been ignoring me all week?" I decide to ask.
"Because brittany. I need space. You walked out of my life without telling me why. You can't just expect me to run back to you the first day you show up. You hurt me and you hurt Madelynn, even though she doesn't realize it. All the daddy daughter dances tha Zayn had to fill in for because YOU weren't here. A simple sorry doesn't fix everything." And with that she turns around and leaves.