Gosh, I am so so sorry for not updating on a regular base anymore, I haven't forgotten about you guys it's just that I'm in my finals and stuff ., But I have a break coming up so that means lots of updates! I hope you like the chapter

I'M A LONELY CLOUD AND I KNOW I'M LOST

Puck sighs ''What do you need?''

''We are going to investigate'' Santana says.

Puck laughs. She looks way too excited about this.

''San, I think you should get some more sleep .. You're probably still a bit under influence and I don't want you to do .. well, weird things.''

''I never do weird things!'' Santana answers offended, but then she frowns.

''Except that ..'' she chuckles ''That one time at your house, remember? When I got so drunk I thought I was a carrot?'' She starts laughing, recalling the memory.

''I found myself in the backyard the next day. Oh god, I was so messed up.''

''Yeah, that was pretty weird ..'' Puck says frowning. He honestly has no idea what the girl is talking about.

''But I don't want to sleep, I'm not tired anymore. And I don't trust you alone, remember?''

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Just don't do any stupid things while I'm gone, okay?"

"While you're gone?"

"I'm gonna go to the supermarket, there is like .. nothing to eat in your entire house."

"There's pussy"

Puck laughs at her and rolls his eyes. "Yeah .. There's pussy .."

Santana throws off the blanket and stands up. ''Can you bring me something from the supermarket?"

"Sure. It's your money anyways" he shrugs.

"I don't really care. Do what you want with the money, but just .. No prostitutes in my house, please.''

Puck smirks "Not in your house..?"

Santana frowns at him "What, you're gonna bang them in the yard or what? Just buy me some tampons while you're there, will you?"

She walks out of the room and Puck runs after her. "Oh no! I am not buying you lady things again. That never ends well."

Santana glares at him. "You did it one time and you got hit by a car the day after. It had nothing to do with eachother .." she shakes her head at him.

"It's not like it was a giant tampon or something .."

"It could've been .."

"Puck, just get me the damn tampons or you're out" Santana snaps.

''Okay, okay fine .. I'm leaving already."

Santana sits down in the livingroom and instantly searches for the cat. She could've never imagined to be so fond of an animal, but it was just all because of Brittany.

Should she call her again?

No, she would probably call if she has time ..

On the other hand, what if she doesn't?

Santana grabs her phone the second she hears the front door slam shut.

She calls Brittany's number and holds the phone by her ear.

''Yes?"

"Brittany?"

"Santana, I can't talk right now.."

"But .."

"I'll call you later .."

"No, Britt!"

"What?"

"I .. I love you .." Santana says quietly.

She hears Brittany sighs on the other side of the line.

"I love you too, Sanny .. I'll be back soon, I promise."

"Where are you?"

"I can't tell you, I'm sorry .."

"Britt? Are you .. Are you in danger?"

''I really have to go, Santana .."

"No, Britt, answer me ..."

Santana sighs as she hears the beep, Brittany had hung up on her.

What could she possibly be doing?

She lies down on the couch and stuffs a pillow under her neck.

This is the first time since a while that she's really alone again ..

And it already sucks.

It's silent in the house. Occasionally a crack of the wall or the floor.

The radiators are singing softly.

She hears some rummage in the yard and guesses it's Noah's dog.

Santana lets out a deep breath.

It's like everytime she tries to take in as much air as she can, but when she breathes out, it's like every good feeling just flows away.

Lying here on the couch like a depressed bag of potatoes isn't helping her, she gets up and walks over to the big glass doors that lead to the yard.

The sun is up, but it seems cold.

There are some clouds in the sky, desperatley hanging on to eachother like they would fly away if they're alone. Like the sun would tear them apart if they're not strong enough.

A lonely cloud drifts by, but it doesn't take the effort of trying to hold on to the group.

It knows it's too lost already.

Santana frowns at herself as she realises she's identifying with clouds.

"I have to stop living like this.." she whispers to herself.

She opens the door and instantly freezes.

She was right.

It's fucking cold outside.

Missy looks up at her and cocks her head to the side, like she's smiling at Santana, asking her 'What are you doing?'

"Oh, Missy .. I don't know what I'm doing .."

She walks to the livingroom, grabs a blanket and then sits down on the little bench outside.

"C'mere .." she pats her lap and the dog happily wobbles over to her.

She pets it's back and smiles a bit.

"I hope Lord Tubbington doesn't get jealous now, but I don't really feel comfortable talking about Brittany with him .. It's girl stuff, you know?"

She picks her up and sets her down beside her.

"I'm glad I have you two though. And Noah, ofcourse. But I don't think he would understand everything .. I slept with Lord Tubbington tonight,"

She smiles as the dog stops scratching her head against Santana's hip and gives her a weird look.

"I mean literally sleeping, with him in my arms .." she chuckles "That's not the kind of pussy I like"

She scratches her head "But I missed you girl. We have always been good friends, haven't we? Yeees .. We are still good friends huh .."

She smiles at the little dog who is now on her lap. ''I should get a pet some time .. That would be nice .. Someone to talk to when my girl isn't around .. I told her I loved her, Missy .. I told her and she just hung up on me .. Well, I hope she's not in danger or something .. But I just miss her so much .."

Santana shivers "I'm going back inside, you coming?"

The dog jumps off the bench and runs inside on her short little paws.

Santana smiles. You would think it would look ridiculous, but she looks very cute actually.

She walks in and sees Lord Tubbington laying stretched out on the couch. As he notices her, he quickly sits up and glares at her evily.

"Well, goodmorning to you also, my favourite cat in the world."

She scratches his head as she walks by and smiles as she hears him purr.

She's still in Puck's oversized shirt, so she decides to change before he gets back. Maybe take a hot shower to relax bit.

She's just in the hall as she hears her phone ring.

Brittany?

She runs into the livingroom and grabs her phone.

Not Brittany.

"Hey Quinn .."

"Hey, I'm just calling to check up on you. Are you alright?"

"Uhm .. I don't know .."

"Do you want me to come over or something?"

"No, no .. I'll be alright .. Puck is here by the way"

"Puck? Noah? Really, he's in New York?"

"Yeah .. He was just suddenly .. In my house .."

She hears Quinn chuckle "So typically him .. You know what? We should meet up! And you can bring your girlfriend, I'm dying to meet her!"

"Uh .. Okay, maybe I do have to talk to you about something .. Because you know, Noah is a dude and Missy and Lord Tubbington aren't the best advice givers .."

''Wait, what?"

"I'll explain it to you later .. I'm going to shower now, okay?"

"You're gonna shower when Puck's around?"

"No, he's out for the moment. And surprisingly, he's not that horny nowadays .."

"What?" Quinn laughs "I'll believe that when I see it. Make sure he doesn't jump you in your sleep."

"Quinn. He was a horny teenage boy, not a rapist .."

"Yeah, sorry .. Just go shower and call me later. Love you"

"I will. Love you too, bye"

Santana ends the call and walks up to the bathroom. She lets the water run and takes off her clothes. Well, Puck's t-shirt.

She steps into the shower and lets the water stream over her body, washing off the loneliness.

Thoughts?