Santana glared at Sebastian bitterly as she tugged her arm from his tight grasp. As she pulled free his eyes widened as he stared at her. "What do you think you're doing, Twink?"
"I need to talk to you."
She rolled her eyes. "Well I don't want to talk to you. So it looks like your shit out of luck, sorry." She pulled her discarded dress on before beginning to walk towards the door, sighing as he stepped into her path. "I threatened to remove Puck's nutsack, just because you're the father of my baby, don't think I won't do the same to you if you don't get out of my way."
"Not until you talk to me." He folded his arms across his chest obstinately. "I'd rather the left, if you're giving me the choice."
"Actually I wasn't. However, if it means that much to you, you have five minutes. So talk."
He stared at her blankly.
She sighed. "Whatever. Talk, don't talk. I don't care. You're down to four minutes, by the way."
"I'm sorry," he blurted suddenly. "I stand by what I said. I do, I just didn't think of the consequences and how much I'd be hurting you."
Santana scoffed. "I don't want to hear it. And you're out of time, so get out of my way!"
He didn't move, instead staring at the bed as if it was about to sprout teeth and attack him. "I hated this," he whispered, looking at his feet.
"No one forced you to be here."
His head snapped up. "You expected me to sit at Dalton whilst you were here having God only knows what done to you?"
"Actually, yes that's exactly what I expected. What I do is no longer any of your concern, you saw to that, not me."
"I still care what happens to you. Besides, you're carrying my baby."
"Yeah, thanks for your concern and all that but I really must be going. My mom's cooking and she hates when I'm late." She pulled on the door handle, growling in irritation when Sebastian pushed it closed before she could escape. "Get out of my way," she spat through gritted teeth, trying to pull against the weight he was using to hold the door closed. "Just let me go, Sebastian. Please."
Something in his eyes shifted and he moved his weight from the door. "I still love you, Santana. I always will."
She met the green eyes staring into hers unblinkingly, swallowing thickly before steeling herself. "I don't love you anymore."
With that she rushed out the door, not bothering to look behind her to see Sebastian's face.
"Get me out of here," she begged Blaine who immediately nodded, knowing better than to ask questions.
He looked in the direction of the room she'd fled before wrapping a warm arm around her bare shoulders.
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Sebastian threw his watch from his wrist, ignoring the smash as it hit his bedside table. He didn't care what he'd broken. It didn't even matter, all he had to do was ask his dad and he'd have a new one in an instant.
He glanced at the jacket he'd thrown on the bed - the one Santana had taken from him so many months ago and felt his anger boiling again. He grabbed it, half tempted to tear the arms off the wretched thing before deciding against it. He inhaled deeply, regretting it when the scent of Santana's perfume assaulted his nostrils, creating an unwelcome longing in his chest.
He balled the offending item, throwing it in the bottom of his closet without a second thought. He needed a drink and a guy.
The guy didn't even need to be attractive, just a good distraction from those five words that had been echoing around his brain since Santana had left him in the motel room.
I don't love you anymore.
He threw a punch at the door of the closet, flinching as his fist connected with the hard wood. He swore loudly, not caring if any of his dorm mates heard, before pulling his bruised fist to his face for an inspection. The skin covering his knuckles was broken but not bleeding.
There was a loud knock on his door.
He swore again, this time under his breath before pulling it open. "Thad?"
He blinked as he took in the figure at his door. Thad had clearly been sleeping; his dark hair was sticking up in every direction, his even darker eyes blurry from sleep. "I heard yelling, is everything alright?"
Sebastian sighed. Why couldn't his neighbours be more like him and completely disinterested by every noise that came from the other rooms in the dorm - unless of course he thought they would provide juicy gossip or blackmail material. "Just fine, go back to sleep, Thad."
Thad frowned. "You sure there's nothing I can do to help?"
Sebastian chewed on his lower lip for a moment. "Actually, yeah, there is." He grabbed the other boy's shirt, tugging him closer and slamming their lips together, pulling him through the door before closing it hurriedly behind him.
Thad pulled away, cheeks flushed and eyes bright as he rested his hands against Sebastian's heaving chest. "Oh!"
Sebastian had forgotten Thad's stupid crush on him and cursed himself mentally for having not just gone out to Scandals to pick up some drunk idiot who wouldn't be looking for anything serious. He shrugged internally, that was a problem for another day. Right now, he pulled Thad closer, bringing their lips together as he tried desperately to forget Santana's words.
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Santana groaned as she rolled over. She really couldn't face school today. Her head was reeling from the events of the night before. There was no way she wanted to face Puck after what had happened.
"Wake up!"
She groaned, that voice was far too happy for that time of morning. She stuck her hand up from under the cover, flipping the bird in what she hoped was the right direction. The answering chuckle told her she was right.
"Someone's not a morning person."
She groaned even louder as Blaine tugged the cover from around her. "You are so lucky I don't sleep naked, Anderson."
She wished she could see the face that matched the indignant noises.
"It is my bed you're in, Santana. Come on, I told my mom we'd be out the house before eight. I gave you an extra half hour."
Santana frowned, rubbing her eyes as she finally sat up. "You did thank her for letting me stay the night?"
Blaine nodded. "Of course. She apologized she had to rush out for work. She'd been meaning to make sure you were okay after the state you were in last night."
Santana smiled. "Your mom's great."
Blaine turned from combing the gel into his hair. "I know. Not many moms who would let a random girl sleep over on a school night."
Santana grinned. "Well, it's not like she has to worry about you getting me pregnant. Unless, of course, you got me in your bed under false pretences?"
Blaine shook his head. "Don't flatter yourself. You might be hot but even you aren't enough to make me change teams."
Santana shrugged with another stretch, inspecting the shirt Blaine had given her to sleep in. She rolled her eyes as she realised it was a piece of Phantom of the Opera merchandise. "The only experience you've had with girls has been with Rachel 'Teen Marriage' Berry. You're going to base your sexual preference on a hobbit and Lady Lips Hummel? Really, blazer boy?"
Blaine rolled his eyes good humouredly. "Actually, I am. Now hurry up and get dressed. You can borrow one of my shirts."
Santana rolled her eyes. "I'd better not catch you checking out my ass while I'm changing, triangles."
She grinned as Blaine touched his eyebrows self-consciously. "Someone's in a better mood!"
She nodded. "You're a great snuggler, remind me to congratulate Kurt."
"Don't even think about it."
"Worried he'll be jealous?" Santana grinned, discarding the shirt she'd slept in as she inspected Blaine's extensive collection before pulling the least offensive item she could find from the draw. "Can I take this? Should be long enough for me to wear as a dress, even if you are weirdly short."
Blaine nodded absent-mindedly. "Go ahead."
"You alright, Bow-ties?"
"Kurt hasn't text me good morning. He never usually forgets. I mean, he didn't text me last night either but I figure he was tired after all the excitement."
Santana frowned. "I'm sure he just overslept or something, don't worry about it."
Blaine sighed. "I'm sure you're right. It's just, he's always on his phone these days and he's only text me twice in the past few days."
She froze as she pulled her shoes on. Did Blaine really think Kurt was cheating on him? Detective work was definitely required.
xXxXx
Santana was sat in the choir room, tugging at the hem of Blaine's shirt absent-mindedly. She clapped along with everyone else as Mr Schue wrote Whitney on the white board. She'd adored her music, not that she'd ever admitted that to anyone other than…
She shook her head. She wasn't going to waste any more time pining over Sebastian.
"Is that Blaine's shirt?"
She jumped, turning to look at Kurt who was eyeing her suspiciously. "Yeah, it is actually."
Kurt made an indignant noise. It was clear he hadn't wanted to ask the obvious question. "Why are you wearing it?"
"Because we slept together last night, Marc Jacobs. We've been having an affair for some time now, it's sort of my new thing, turning gay guys. It makes me feel powerful." She rolled her eyes as Kurt shook his head.
From her other side, Blaine snickered, shrugging apologetically as Kurt turned to glare at him. "Alright, point taken."
"Actually, it seems you're not all that great at turning guys, if Thad's Facebook update is anything to go by."
Santana did her best not to rise to the bait Puck was dangling in front of her. She knew who he was referring to and knew that he just wanted a reaction from her. She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction.
"What are you talking about?" Rachel demanded suddenly.
Santana rolled her eyes. "Ignore him, Streisand. You're just giving him what he wants."
"Thad and I have been friends for some time now, as you guys know, he's always been a great source of information. He posted some cryptic shit about patience always working out and how great love is. So, of course, I asked him about it. Turns out Santana's favourite blazer wearing slushie thrower has returned to batting for the other team. He's dating Thad now. Didn't take him long, did it?"
Santana rushed from the choir room, begging her stomach to wait for her to get to the bathroom before it rejected her breakfast from that morning.
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A/N Sorry it took me a while, I just had no idea what I was doing with this chapter for a while and YouTube has been keeping me busy! So, hope it's okay! And yes, my new profile icon is a Sebtana Christmas themed!