Just a warning this chapter has some violence and strong language in it. Don't read if you don't want to. This is the longest chapter I've written so far, enjoy.
Brittany looked Santana in the eye and Santana saw pain. "Britt are you sure you want to, I don't want you to feel pressured into it."
"I'm ready."
Santana didn't know what to say so she turned to the door and pulled out her keys, she opened the door and held it open so Brittany could walk in. "Thanks San, such a gentle woman."Brittany giggled feeling more at ease as the seconds passed; she knew she was ready to tell Santana everything, she knew that she wouldn't pass judgments against her and she wouldn't think any differently of her afterwards. Santana followed Brittany in making sure to close the door behind them; she stepped in front of Brittany and motioned for her to follow her. They stopped outside the elevator and pressed the button, within seconds the elevator doors opened and they stepped in. "Which floor do you live on?" Brittany turned to the buttons and waited for Santana to answer.
"5th floor, Britt are you sure? I would feel awful if you told me and you weren't ready." Santana looked at the ground she was worried Brittany felt pressured into telling Santana about her past.
Brittany pressed the 5th floor button and looked over to Santana; she put her hands on her face and pulled her head up so she could look into her eyes. "San I wouldn't be here if I wasn't ready to talk about it, I want you to know, so that we can move past it. It was something that I let define me for too long, I was ashamed. But I had great people around to support me. This is in the past and I have moved on, but it's still a part of my history and I have come to terms with that."
Santana nodded and turned towards the doors as they chimed open, she grabbed Brittany's hand and they walked down the corridor towards Santana's apartment number 505. Santana unlocked the door and ushered Brittany in. They took off their jackets and Santana hung them in the closet and placed their shoes by the door. Brittany walked further into the apartment into the living room, she liked what she saw; a modern looking apartment with floor to ceiling windows at the far end which looked out onto the city, it was breath taking as everything was lit up and looked like something out of a movie. She heard Santana moving around behind her. "What do you want to drink Britt?"
"Do you have any tea?" It was a long shot but she thought maybe Santana might have some.
"I have some English Breakfast tea or Peppermint, which one would you like?"
Brittany was surprised, not many people enjoy tea, unless it's iced, coffee is the preferred drink. "I'll have a peppermint tea, thanks."
Santana appeared back in the living room with tea a few minutes later, Brittany had been so absorbed in the view she hadn't really noticed. She moved over to sit by Santana on her big black leather couch; she took a few sips of her tea and the set it on her lap. She looked over at Santana who looked a little anxious. "I know this has been a bit of a weird first date; first with the mix up at the beginning and now this heavy conversation, but I hope that once it's done we can do something fun and just enjoy spending time together."
"Britt, I've never not enjoyed my time with you, but ok after this we'll do something fun." Santana smiled starting to relax.
"Ok so I'll just jump right in." Brittany took a few more sips of her tea calming her nerves. "When I was 16 and I was a sophomore in high school back in Arizona I met this guy Taylor he had moved from out of state with his twin sister Jess and parents. She was the first girl that made me realise that I liked girls as well as guys and he joined my Ballet classes and my school, this got out at school and he started to get bullied for being gay, I felt so powerless to stop it my friends was being bullied and I couldn't do anything. One day we were just eating lunch on the field, it was a really hot day and it was nice to be outside and the entire football team came up to us and started bullying him, saying that they didn't like having a queer in the changing rooms when they were changing for gym and that he should leave the school, that it was no place for faggots. It was all getting a bit much, when one of the members of the football team came from nowhere and threw a slushie in his face. It was awful to watch, just as the football team were about to start kicking him. The captain of the lacrosse team came over and told the football captain, that there was no need for his behaviour as there were far more of them than him and he wasn't doing anything to provoke them. The football captain then asked him why he was sticking up for the queer, was it because he fancied him. And he lacrosse captain was just so cool about it, he just turned around and said 'No, but we all know that's why you pick on him. I've seen you in the locker room checking the guys out, especially Taylor.' And he said if they didn't stop picking on him he'd make sure everyone in the entire school knew. After the football team walked away, he introduced himself as Sam Evans and he sat down and started talking with us and he told us that he wouldn't have told the whole school, it's not right to out people, he just hoped that Karofsky the football captain hadn't called his bluff."
Santana sat there on her couch listening to Brittany sipping her coffee, giving her encouraging looks and rubbing her knee softly; to remind her she was there for her.
"After that day Sam would hang out with us every day before, during and after school. At first I was just friends with him, I knew I founds him attractive, but I didn't think I wanted to be with him in that way. But after a couple of months he asked me on a date and I thought 'what's the harm' and said yes. Our first date was great, he was charming. He held open doors for me and paid for dinner, the movie and sweets. He was great company; he was funny and easy to talk to. We soon started dating each other exclusively and he asked me to be his girlfriend. We were in a relationship all through high school, I thought we would get married and have children and grow old together and I really loved him. When we were coming up to our graduation and we were talking about our futures and what we wanted to do and where we wanted to go, I noticed a subtle change in him, but I just put it down to stress about graduating and finding a college. Quinn and I had both decided to come here to LA, when I told Sam this he seemed a less than happy about my decision, he said he felt like I was picking Quinn over him, which I quickly pointed out that that wasn't what was happening, I wanted to move out here to follow my dreams of becoming a dancer. After awhile he decided that he was going to come down here too and go to UCLA as well. We moved here almost straight away after graduation to spend the summer here finding the lay of the land and to settle in, Quinn and I got an apartment and Sam and some of his buddies got one too. I would spend time at each place as I didn't want Quinn to feel lonely but she soon made friends with Rachel across the hall, it was about halfway through the first year when Sam started to change again, he would act cold and not speak to me for days, then he would show up with flowers and chocolates apologising for being a bad boyfriend and everything would be fine again. This carried on for another couple of years, it wasn't until Sam was nearing the end of his third year at college, it was our 4 year anniversary and I decided to surprise him."
Flashback
21st March 2011
Brittany finished her shift at the gym, and pops into the grocery store just round the corner from Sam's house. She wanders the aisles looking for something to cook for Sam, she settles on pesto stuffed chicken wrapped in bacon with rice as Sam is attending the gym and trying to keep healthy and to gain muscle. Brittany's lucky she can eat practically whatever she wants and won't put on weight, she is thankful for her quick metabolism and good genes. For pudding Brittany decides on a pre-made mango and raspberry sorbet, she heads towards Sam's apartment knowing he won't be home from classes yet. She lets herself in with her key and set's about making everything she started by washing and trimming the chicken breasts, she then cut a pocket in the top to fill with pesto and then wrapped in bacon and placed in the fridge to cook a little later. Brittany then went and showered and changed into a black skirt and a baby blue blouse. She went back to the kitchen and washed he rice and set it aside, she turned on the oven to pre–heat it before he popped the chicken in. 20 minutes later she put the chicken in and sat down on the couch as she had 20 minutes to wait do start the rice and vegetables. Brittany passed the time by setting the table with cutlery, plates, napkins and candles once that is done she starts reading a health magazine she had brought at the shop. After 20 minutes she goes back into the kitchen and starts steaming the vegetables and boiling the rice, she wonders to herself where Sam's roommates are, normally one of them would be back by now, maybe they were out drinking, that was probably it. A few minutes later the food is ready but Sam is nowhere to be seen, Brittany thinks to herself what she should do, she can't text him to see where he is as this is a surprise for him. She decides after a few moments of deliberation to put all the food into the oven turn it way down to keep it warm but not to overcook it. She goes back to the couch and finished her magazine. After she has finished that she decides to lie down on the couch and turn the TV on and just wait for Sam to get home, after awhile she falls asleep.
A few hours later
Brittany wakes up to the sounds of muffled voices coming for outside the apartment and she can hear the attempts of a key trying to be placed in the lock unsuccessfully, she stretches and rubs her eyes and get's up just as Sam stumbles into the apartment with his arms wrapped around a girl whispering things Brittany couldn't make out into her ear. Brittany is shocked and confused, what is Sam doing, who is the girl. She starts to feel uneasy and her stomach drops and she feels like she is about to be sick as realisation sweeps over her. Sam is cheating on her.
Just as Brittany is about to make her presence known the fire alarm goes off and Brittany suddenly registers that she can smell burning. "Shit!" She runs into the kitchen switches off the alarm and turns off the oven. She opens all the windows in the kitchen and opens the oven to get the burnt food out. It's ruined; Brittany sighs and shakes her head, hoping that she has dozed off at work in the office and that this is all a bad dream, a very vivid dream.
Brittany turns towards the living room and slowly walks out looking down not wanting to meet Sam's eyes, not knowing what she'll see, anger, panic, shame. She finally looks up to meet Sam's eye and see's something even worse, rage. Sam is raging and Brittany can feel it emanating from his core, he is the first to speak.
He steps away from the mystery girl, "Brittany what the hell are you doing here?" He half shouts at her.
"I came here to surprise you with an anniversary dinner; I know we were meant to be hanging out tomorrow but it's our 4 year anniversary today. I guess you didn't remember." Brittany shoots him a challenging look.
Sam just stares back at her. "So your burnt our dinner, that's just great going there Britt!"
"I wouldn't have burnt it if you'd been back hours ago."
"Go home Britt." Sam tells her shortly, "I'm busy."
Brittany just stands there incredulously. "You're busy! You just came home with another girl and find your GIRLFREIND of 4 YEARS in the living room and you tell ME to go home because 'you're busy'."
"Claire, go and wait in my room this won't take long."
The girl turns to look at Sam and giving him a dirty look. "I don't think so, I'll just go home now. You're obviously not a nice guy, why would I want anything to do with you now, everything you probably told me back at the bar was a complete lie." With that the girl turns on her heels and walks out the door.
"Great now look what you've done Britt, you scared her away!" Sam shouts.
"I think that was you, and you're lying Sam."
"Don't talk to me like that!" Sam spat.
"Like what ... like you're a piece of shit, because that's what you are! How long have you been doing this for how long have you been cheating?"
"I'm a piece of shit!? Look at you Brittany you're just some stupid little bitch. You've cost me some ass tonight; I hope your thinking about putting out now."
To say Brittany was shocked was an understatement, Sam had never talked to her like this before and she suspected he'd had a few drinks whilst chatting up the girl who had left. "You need to go to bed to sleep this off, I hope you realise what jerk you are, I never want to see you again, we're over."
Sam looked at Brittany as she told him they were finished, he was angry, very angry. Brittany didn't get to dump him. Sam rushed over to where Brittany was stood and grabbed her blouse at the collar, pulling her face up to meet his. "You don't get to decide when were over, I make the decisions." Sam was livid at this point, Brittany was scared she'd never been in a situation like this before, but she knew she shouldn't anger Sam anymore as he may snap and who knows what he would do, he could kill her.
"Let go of me please Sam." Brittany pleaded.
"No, take it back we're still together, you need me!"
"Please Sam just let go of me!" Brittany was shaking and pleading with Sam to put her down over and over, she was almost in tears.
"For god's sake Brittany just SHUT UP!" As Sam shouted this he pushed her and she was sent flying backwards into the little side table by the kitchen. She hit her head on the corner and instantly cried out in pain, her hands flying up to where she had hit her head, she felt something hot and wet. When Brittany had collided with the table the vase that was upon the table had been knocked off and had smashed on the floor.
"Look what you've done, that wasn't my vase. That was one that Pete's mother brought for him. You're going to have to tell Pete you're sorry and buy him a fucking new one you stupid slut!"
Brittany whimpered on the floor clutching her head.
Sam stormed over to her grabbed her roughly by the arms and dragged her up. "Did you hear what i said or has that knock to the head made you even more fucking dumb!"
By this point Brittany was crying she was wondering what had happened, this morning she thought her relationship was fine and now look at what was happening. Why was Sam behaving like this, this wasn't the same she met.
"OI bitch, are you listening to me i just told you to go get the dustpan and brush and clean this up!"
Brittany had had enough at this point, she just wanted to go back to the safety of her apartment and get away from Sam... forever! "No." Brittany said weakly, barely even recognising her own voice.
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?!" Sam screamed at her.
Brittany cleared her throat and looked up at Sam a steely look of determination in her eyes. "I said NO. I won't do it, I don't recognise you anymore, what happened to the Sam I first met, I liked him and most certainly don't like this new Sam. I don't want to be with the new Sam, he's an asshole! I don't want to be in a relationship with anyone who could do this to someone else." Brittany said through tears.
Something inside Sam just snapped, he shoved Brittany screaming at her, she landed in the glass from the broken vase. She just lay there not daring to move in case Sam decided to hurt her more. She wasn't paying attention to what he was screaming at her, she couldn't focus on that, her head was pounding from being thrown around and her body hurt from the glass, she had it in her hands, arms, back, legs and face. As she lay there she heard Sam move into the kitchen and open the fridge. She took the opportunity to get up, she thought about making a break for the door, just as she started to move Sam came back into the living room.
"And where do you think you're going slut, you owe me sex for getting rid of Claire."
Sam walked over to her grabbed her by her wrists pulled her up against him and started kissing her, Brittany tried to get out of his grasp but he was too strong. He walked her backwards over to the back of the couch and started pressing his crotch against her, she could feel his arousal, and she felt like she was going to be sick, she just wanted him to get off her. That's when she made her move, she gave him a swift knee to the balls and he dropped to the floor grabbing his crotch and writhing around in pain, Brittany seized her opportunity and made a run to the door she grabbed her purse and coat. She removed Sam's key from her key ring, spotted Sam key's in the bowl by the door grabbed her key and put it in her pocket. She threw her key at Sam and screamed at him "I never, ever want to see you again, if I so much as catch a whiff of your sweet smelling man spray near my apartment or place of work I will not hesitate to have you arrested and with that Brittany slammed the door shut behind her.
Brittany ran out of Sam's apartment building and kept on running for a few blocks until she came to a park. She went to sit on a bench under a streetlamp and she called Quinn.
"Hey Britty, how's the surprise going?"
"Q-Quinn, I n-need some help." Brittany cried into the phone.
"Brittany, Oh my what's wrong, where are you?" Quinn's voice showed she was panicking
"I'm in the park a few blocks from Sam's." Brittany shivered, she wasn't sure if it was the slight chill in the air or the memory's of what had happened only a few moments ago.
"I'm on my way Britt wait right there, I'll be as fast as I can." Quinn was panting; it was obvious that she was running to her car.
5 minutes later...
Brittany saw Quinn's car drive into the parks car park, she walked slowly over to Quinn, her head pounding and feeling like she could throw up at any moment. Quinn jumped out of her car and came running over to Brittany stopping dead in her tracks just before she reached her. Brittany looked up at Quinn to see her with a look of shock and horror on her face.
Quinn couldn't believe what she was seeing, she blinked a few times hoping it was her eyes playing tricks on her as it was late. But no it was Brittany walking slowly towards her with blood matted hair and rips and blood on her blouse, it looked like she had been in a car accident. "Brittany what the hell happened to you?"
"Sam and I got into a fight, I want to go home now please." Brittany looked so small, she looked like a child that had been scolded, she wasn't bubbly and happy like she normally was, this scared Quinn more than the physical wounds she had.
"Brittany we need to get you to a hospital... Britt did Sam do this to you?" Quinn would never guess that Sam could hurt Brittany but from what Brittany had said it was the only possible explanation.
Brittany nodded her head instantly wincing at the pain that shot through her head. Quinn helped Brittany into the car and shut the door and ran round to the driver's side. "Britt what happened?"As Quinn drove towards the hospital Brittany explained what had taken place earlier with a few interruptions from Quinn swearing which was unusual for her, but under the severity of the situation Brittany only guessed it was natural. "Are you going to report him Brittany?"
"No I'm not, I just want to put this whole horrid evening behind me and I can't do that if I have to go to drag it through the court. I told him that if I ever saw him again I would call the police and I mean it Quinn I will, he scares me." Brittany shuddered in her seat. Quinn didn't like what Brittany was doing but she understood but she never wanted to see Samuel Evans near Brittany ever again.
They got to the hospital and went to the emergency department and Brittany was seen almost straight away because of her head injury, they stitched her up and removed the glass , gave her a scan to check her brain to see if there was any internal bleeding, there wasn't and she only had a mild concussion. The doctor's told her she was lucky, they asked her how she did it and she made up some story about falling and hitting her head then breaking a vase and falling in it, they believed her and soon she was on her way home, with instructions to rest for a while.
Back to present day...
Santana was rooted to her spot, she could feel the anger building up inside of her; she couldn't believe that someone could do that to sweet, loving and caring Brittany. She wanted to go and find this Sam Evans and go kick the shit out of him for ever touching a hair on Brittany's head. Santana couldn't quite get her head around how Brittany had bounced back from this so well, if it had happened to her she is pretty sure she would still be locked away in her apartment. She didn't even realise that she was crying until Brittany reached over and cupped her face in her hands running her thumbs under her eyes to clear away the tears.
"Did you know that Psychologists say that when you cry if the first tear fall from your left eye their sad tears and if it's your right eye their happy tears. Don't be sad San."
Santana snorted and she reached over to grab a tissue to blow her nose and to dry her eyes. "Britt... I just .. I can't believe that someone would ever want to hurt you like that. Your an amazing person, you didn't report him to the police, I would have in a heartbeat."
"I didn't report his as everyone deserves a second chance, but after that I will be less forgiving."
Santana looked into Brittany's eyes and was blown away not just by her sheer physical beauty, but her inner beauty. She could no longer hold back she leant towards Brittany "You are so beautiful inside and out, I'm sorry that you had to go through that but I think it's made you a stronger person. I am grateful that your no longer with him so that I have a chance at making you happy." As she finished her sentence she closed the gap between them and placed her lips to Brittany's.
Brittany gasped, her eyes fluttered closed. Santana's lips were so soft, even better than she had imagined. Brittany moved her right hand to the base of Santana's neck and tangled her fingers into her hair and started to scratch her scalp lightly.
Santana moaned into her mouth and placed her hands on Brittany's hips and opened her mouth slightly to run her tongue across Brittany's lips in hope that she would let her enter. Her wished was granted almost immediately, Brittany opened her mouth and sucked Santana's tongue in, they both moaned simultaneously.
The feel of Santana's soft wet tongue in her mouth moving against her own was enough to make Brittany's head spin, she pulled back from Santana and rested their foreheads together and gasped for air. "You're so good at that." Brittany smiled and opened her eyes to see soft brown eyes staring back at her.
"If you think I'm good at that you should see what else I can do with my tongue...ha wanky." Santana laughed and Brittany blushed "I didn't mean that but well, you know." Santana shrugged and smirked. "I just meant I can do a trick with my tongue where I turn it into a flower and I can also turn it upside down." Santana opened her mouth to show Brittany her tricks.
"Oh wow, That's super cool, I wish I could do that. My only trick is I can put my legs behind my head." Santana gulped and tried not to picture that.
Brittany suddenly yawned and looked at the clock. "It's getting late I guess I should get going." Brittany made to stand up but Santana stopped her.
"I mean you could always stay here, I don't have to get up early, do you have work?"
"No I don't, I have tomorrow off." Brittany smiled widely "This means we could get breakfast in the morning."
"Great, let's go get ready for bed then." Santana stood up and grabbed Brittany's hand and they walked towards the bedroom together. When they entered the bedroom Brittany looked around the room, she couldn't believe the size it was almost as big as her living room back at her apartment. There was a walk in wardrobe, a massive bed, a dressing table with a big mirror and lots of make-up and perfume. The room in it's self was beautiful it had hardwood floors with a deep red rug, the windows were again floor to ceiling and were tinted so people couldn't see in, but there were still blinds to keep the light out, 3 of the walls were an off white colour and the main feature wall was a deep red that matched the rug. Brittany felt that this room screamed Santana, stylish and sophisticated.
Santana handed Brittany a pair of shorts and a tank top, she'd also grabbed a pair for herself. "The bathroom is back out in the hall way second door on your left, you can get changed in there. There is a spare toothbrush under the sink you can use."
Brittany found the bathroom, changed and brushed her teeth admiring how pretty the bathroom was and how big the shower was it had a sauna in it too, she desperately wanted to try that out. Once she was changed she went back into Santana's room, Santana had removed her make-up and brushed her hair, Brittany though she looked even more beautiful than before.
Santana walked over to the door and looked back at Brittany "You can have whichever side of the bed you like, I normally just sleep diagonally on it. I'm just going to brush my teeth and I'll be back."
Brittany walked over to the bed, she chose to sleep on right side as you look at it as she liked to sleep on her right shoulder and didn't want to sleep with her back to Santana. Santana came in a moment later and crawled in next to Brittany.
"Can we cuddle?" Brittany asked shyly.
"I'm glad you said something, I like to cuddle when I share my bed with someone, but I didn't know if it would be too soon for that. I know we had an extremely hot make-out session earlier but I wasn't sure where you stood on cuddling."
"Cuddling is the best." Brittany smiled and shuffled closer to her as Santana moved backwards so they were in a spooning position. Brittany put her arm over Santana and they linked their fingers. Brittany could feel her eyes getting heavy with the warmth from Santana, she could smell her Coconut shampoo and she felt relaxed.
"Night San." Brittany placed a kiss on Santana's head and started to drift off.
"Night Britt, I'm so glad I met you." And with that both girls drifted off to sleep, cuddled together neither letting go.
Hey guys thanks for reading, I know it was a long one. I am hoping to update soon, but I am away for the weekend so can't do any writing then. Boo I know. But soon after that I promise. Comments and reviews are always welcome, I love feedback, makes me motivated.
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