Bar 13 9:00pm
Brittany walked up to the bar they were all meeting at and instantly saw Mike and Rachel. Brittany had an uneasy feeling in her stomach about tonight, she knows her and Santana haven't talked in a long time and knew they were overdue for a conversation, especially since they were going to be working together for the next two weeks.
She was pulled from her thoughts when Rachel hugged her and said "Hey Britt, ready to have some fun?"
"Well not too much fun we have rehearsals in the morning right Mike?" Brittany asked.
Mike scratched the back of his neck "I'm sorry Brittany, I didn't mean any harm by not telling you about Santana"
"It's okay Mikey, I know what you are trying to do" Brittany sighed "But thank you" she smiled the last part.
"Now that's out of the way, lets go inside and meet up with everyone else" Rachel said.
"Wait everyone's here already?" Brittany was confused.
"Yeah, they went inside to grab a table for us, while we waited for you." Rachel smiled.
Mike smiled and said "Let's go get our groove on"
They all walked into the bar to find the other group, and that's when blue eyes meet smoldering brown eyes for the first time since they had arrived in New York. Everybody greeted one another while taking their seats.
Brittany got up and asked "Would anyone like anything to drink?"
"ME" the group said in unison.
"I'll go with you Britt-Brittany" Santana hesitated not knowing how this was going to go.
Brittany smiled "Yeah, sure thanks". They got everyone's drink orders and walked up to the bar to order. Once they were at the bar Santana got a hold of the bartender who was an attractive blonde with brown eyes. The bar tender nodded her head and winked before fetching the drinks.
"Looks like you're still a hot commodity" Brittany rolled her eyes.
"Please don't do that. You know she's not even a blip on my radar." Santana pleaded.
"Actually, I don't know that. I don't know a lot about this Santana." Brittany said.
"I'm still the same Santana, I am still your best friend Brittany. Please I am sorry for what happened 7 years ago." Santana sighed.
"If your my best friend where were you when I was getting married? Quinn, Mercedes, Mike, Tina, and even Rachel were there. But where was my "best friend". After you found out I was dating you disappeared from my life and I know you kept tabs on me which by the way isn't fair." Brittany was starting to get upset.
Santana looked to the ground "That's not fair Britt, how was I suppose see my soulmate get married to another woman? I still feel guilty about how we left things. All I want no what I need is for you to forgive me because I can't handle you being upset with me."
Brittany looked through her lashes "Santana I forgave you the minute I saw you again. I can never stay mad at you. You should know that better than anyone else. This is just… it sucks. It shouldn't have taken so long." Brittany started to sniffle.
Santana grabbed Brittany' hands in her own and looked into her Brittany's eyes "You are right. I am sorry for everything. I mean it."
From the other side of the bar the group was watching the interaction.
"Finally, Satan womaned up" Mercedes laughed.
Quinn nodded "I am so glad they are talking it out. God only knows how insufferable Santana would have been until this was over."
Mike and Rachel looked at each other with devilish grins. While Quinn and Mercedes gave a confused look.
Realization dawned upon Quinn "What did you two do?"
Mike was first to speak "Once we saw you guys were going to come here, we decided we shouldn't tell Britt so they could finally hash it out. And now look it didn't come back to bite us in the ass." Rachel nodded along.
"Well as long as they don't fight or Santana doesn't see Brittany's wife, this might turn out to be a life changing moment for the both of them." Mercedes said.
Rachel said "Yes please. That woman is awful to Brittany, she treats her like a child and I think she's having an affair with the English teacher at our school. They are always together and being weird."
Quinn tilted her head "Have you said anything to Britt?"
"No she would never see it, she thinks she deserves Emily and that she's a great wife dealing with her career always being a priority when in reality all she does is put her job down." Rachel said.
A couple of minutes later Brittany and Santana came back to the table with everyone's drinks.
"Let's Dance!" Brittany said and dragged Mike out to the dance floor.
"She's still so energetic" Mercedes said.
"She will always be that way because that's Brittany for ya." Quinn smiled.
"Let's go join them" Rachel said. They all nodded and got out to the dance floor next to Mike and Brittany. After a few minutes of dancing Santana was pulled away to dance by the same bar tender as before. Brittany was looking at how close the bar tender and Santana were dancing. Something flared in Brittany's chest, she knew she shouldn't be thinking about this when she has a wife at home but before she can stop her self she is pulling Santana away from the blonde and dancing with Santana herself.
"You could have just asked me to dance with you instead." Santana smirked.
"I was only doing you a favor. You could catch a disease from her. I've seen her here before hooking up with all the girls." Brittany rolled her eyes.
Santana decided to play with Brittany "What about your wife? Is she okay with you dancing with other girls?"
Brittany shook her head "You're not just any girl, and no probably not but you owe me a dance."
"Well than I'm glad to oblige." Santana smiled
Brittany playfully hit her arm "Just dance with me. Please."
After a couple of songs Brittany and Santana were so close their breaths were mingling together until a song from their past came on. Dance with somebody was blaring through the speakers in the bar. Santana turned around and starting to grind on Brittany. Brittany was starting to get worked up and she started to think about her wife and was having a hard time. On one particular turn Brittany felt Santana's breath on her ear and shuddered. She pulled away from Santana and started to freak out.
"Brittany it's okay. It's okay to have reaction, it doesn't mean anything." Santana said.
"I I-I-I…I g-got t-to go. I-I c-c-can't do this." Brittany stuttered
"Britt please don't go. I am sorry" Santan tried to yell after her.
Brittany ran out of the bar and hailed a taxi home. After 10 minutes she arrived to her apartment building. She tried calling her wife but to her surprise she didn't answer. When Brittany got to her apartment she opened the door quietly just in case her wife was sleeping. But instead she was met with a groan but it sounded more like a moan.
"What was that?" Brittany whispered to herself. She grabbed a bat that they kept by the front door and walked back to the bedroom. As she got closer she heard more groans and moans getting louder. She turned the light on and ready to swing when she saw her wife on top of Chloe riding her like her life depended on it.
"WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?" Brittany yelled.
"Wait, it's not what it looks like." Emily said hurriedly.
"REALL? BECAUSE IT LOOKS LIKE MY WIFE IS HAVING SEX IN OUR BED WITH HER BEST FRIEND" Brittany was now furious at how her wife well soon to be ex-wife was trying to lie to her.
"Nope that's exactly what this is. Right babe?" Chloe smirked.
"You are not helping" Emily said.
"HOW LONG?" Brittany interrupted the moment.
"What are you talking about honey?" Emily tried to play dumb.
"HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON FOR?" Brittany yelled again.
"It was just this once. I swear, I love you Brittany" Emily said the same time Chloe said "9 months I've been banging your wife."
"Get out" Brittany whispered but was heard by Emily
"Baby. Stop. Were married, we can work this out, I love you" Emily pleaded.
"GET OUT. NOW. I don't want to see your face now grab your slut and get out of MY apartment." Brittany said.
"If you remember correctly, this is also my apartment. What's yours is mine." Emily sneered.
"NO its MINE because this apartment only has my name on it. Now get out before I do something I regret." Brittany said angrily.
"Fine but this is not over." Emily said. She grabbed her clothes and threw Chloe's clothes at her and gathered some things she would need for the next week or so. As they walked out Chloe bumped Brittany's shoulder before saying "I don't know why she ever stayed with you."
"What makes you think she's going to be loyal to you when she cheated on her WIFE and you're just a common whore." Brittany sneered.
After they were gone for a couple of minutes Brittany broke down. She started drinking some of her whiskey from the cabinet. She smashed all of the pictures of her and Emily. She even started a fire in her fireplace and started throwing in some of her clothes that Brittany had gave her. She was lost and didn't know what to do. Except text the one person she knew always knew how to calm her down.
(12:21 AM): Hi I hope this is still your number and I hope this isn't weird but can you come to apartment? Please.
(12:22 AM) Santana: Be right there.
(12:23 AM): Thank you.
Brittany was sitting on her couch starring at the fire when she heard a knock on her door but couldn't bring herself to answer it. Santana knew this was the right address and assumed Brittany couldn't come to the door so she opened the door and saw a broken Brittany. It broke her heart to see her like that even if she wasn't hers anymore. As Santana walked closer to the couch she saw the smashed pictures all across the floor.
"Brittany?" Santana whispered. There was no response.
"Britt….Britt it's me, Santana. Are you okay?" Santana asked.
Brittany started laughing bitterly "How could I have been so stupid? How did I not see it?"
Santana thought she had idea but said "Britt. Stop. You are not stupid, you know how I feel about that word. What happened here?"
Brittany shrugged from exhaustion and said "MY WIFE cheated on me. I'm sorry she didn't only cheat on me, she was having an affair for 9 months. 9 fucking months of our 1 year of marriage."
Santana gritted her teeth even though Brittany wasn't hers, she still cared deeply for Brittany and to see her like this was breaking her heart. Santana sat down on the couch next to Brittany and hesitated to make her next move but she did it anyway to make Brittany feel better. She pulled Brittany into her embrace and tucked Brittany's head under her chin and rubbed her back. She was silently humming a song she knew would make Brittany feel better. Songbird.
"You'll be okay Brittany, you have all of your friends here for support. You will get through this I promise you. You deserve someone who will love you unconditionally and only you. You deserve so much more than this, you'll see." Santana said with a single tear running down her cheek. I can give you all of that and more Santana thought to herself as they both fell asleep.
Next morning December 22, 2020 6:00 AM
"Santana?...Santana wake up…Sannn come on get up." Brittany said as she rubbed Santana's arm to coax her awake gently.
"Mhm. Five more minutes Britt." Santana groaned. Forgetting where she was jolted her awake and she took in her surrondings forgetting she must have fell asleep at Brittany's apartment.
"I'm sorry to wake you up I know it's early, but I'm sure Quinn and Mercedes are worried about where you are plus we have rehearsals for you show coming up. We can't miss a day." Brittany said. Santana knew Brittany was right and looked for her phone and no surprise to her she has 5 missed calls from Quinn and 5 missed calls from Mercedes almost like they planned that.
Santana thought about the events from last night and asked "Britt are you sure you can rehearse today? Because if you can't we all would totally understand"
Brittany shrugged before saying "I'm sure. Dancing is where I can get all of my emotions out and it's what I do when I need to think. Dancing is my safe place."
"Okay well I need to get back to our apartment before they send out a search team for me and meet you back at the studio for our rehearsals. I'll see you soon Britt." Santana sighed.
"Yeah, I'll see you later San."