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Coincidence, that's what people would've called this. My definition of the situation is one simple word 'bullshit'.Everyone is quiet after she says who she's paired up with, and she just sits they're looking at me. I turn around and Kurt is as stunned as everyone. The teacher clears his throat and then breaks the silence.

"Ok. Let's keep this going." he says and moves to the next tables, in which, for my bad luck, chose fastly. He then stands in front of the class and sits on his desk.

"So, now what I want you to do is...like I told you earlier. Sit with the partner you chose by faith and brainstorm ideas for your presentation. Come on quickly." he says and I scoff when he says it was by 'faith'. Everyone starts to move to sit with their respective partners.

"Good luuuckkk..." Kurt says in my ear while moving to sit with Rachel. I let out a sigh.

"Already sighing? We haven't even started the project." I turn to see her smiling and roll my eyes. I start doodling in my notebook while she sits next to me, but I ignore her. She then clears her throat and asks.

"Are we going to discuss the project?" she asks and I nod.

"Well, can you at least talk to me? I think it's pretty hard to brainstorm an idea for a presentation if you won't talk." she tells me and I keep doodling. All of a sudden, she grabs my notebook and puts it in her book bag.

"Hey!" I scream and she shrugs.

"Now that I got your attention, we can actually talk. Look Brittany, I'm sorry for hurting you and letting my friends do those things to you, I would've stopped it..." she starts telling me but I cut her off.

"But you didn't and I don't accept your apology." I tell her and she shakes her head. She opens her mouth to say something but the bell rings. I collect my things as quickly as possible, and try to get out, but a hand stops me. I don't turn, and wait for her to talk.

"Why do you hate me so much?" she asks and that makes me turn and give her an incredulous look.

"Seriously? You're asking me why I hate you?" I tell her and she closes her eyes.

"I know...that wasn't what I meant.." she says and I have enough of her charades and cut her off.

"I hate you, not just for what you did when that idiot told you that I liked you, or for how you and your friends ruined my life little by little. I hate you mostly because I wanted to die and you still saved me. I mean why would you do that if you're scared of me.." I tell her and she cuts me off.

"I'm not scared of you, I just..." she pauses and looks down. The class room was now empty and it was only the two of us. She stays silent and I turn around and walk to the door so I could leave. When suddenly, she once again grabs my hand and when I turn around to tell her to leave me alone, her lips touch mine. And I enjoyed the feeling, too much for my liking. I feel her tongue on my lips, begging for entrance and I push her away. She looks at me confused, while I shake my head and look at her with a 'what the hell?' expression.

"Brittany..." she tries to grab my hand again but I stumble back and shake my head.

"No, this makes me hate you more." I tell her and her eyes are full of tears. Then I walk out of the class room, not wanting to be with her or feel her presence. I walk out of school and go to where I always feel calm.

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As I make my way to her grave, I feel tears falling when I see the tomb that reads.

'Jennifer Susan Hanson 1976-2011'

I sit down in a bench in front of her grave, and start crying.

"Why do they mock me? Why can't anyone treat me like you did?" I ask her like if she was here and look to the sky.

"Why didn't you fight to be with me? Grandma is getting older, and... she's trying to understand. Thanks to you.." I pause, trying to steady my breaths, and then I shake my head.

"I don't know why...you sent me back, and I'm not mad at you...I just don't understand. Because you know how my life is...you know what I'm going through. And I just... despite everything, I trust you. Like I always have, and I'll always will." I tell her grave and then sit in silence. All of a sudden, a hand touches my shoulder and I turn around to see who it I see my grandmother, I turn back to my aunt's grave and touching my grandmother's hand I touch her tomb.

"I miss you..." I say and my grandmother hugs me tightly, while I let my tears fall.

"I miss you too Jennifer." my grandmother says and we both let out a chuckle.

Then the sky turned grey, and I jump at the thunder. My grandmother pats my back and I turn and look at her.

"Come on, let's go to our house." she tells me and I smile. As we both walk to the car we are greeted by a man in front of a car, and I'm shocked when my grandmother steps inside the car.

"Whoa...grandma, how..." I don't get to finish by her cutting me off chuckling.

"I need someone to drive for me, because as you see...I'm old." she says and I look at her.

"Grandma come on, you are not that old." I tell her and she pats to the sit next to her.

" Oh sweetheart, when you say 'not that old' it makes it sound worse. Now, let's go home." she tells me and I hop in the car. She's my rock, the thing that for now keeps me alive. And then I remember how Santana kissed me. And the questions start coming, Why would she do that?, Isn't she scared of me?, Isn't she the reason why people from school treat me that way?

"I hate her..." I say out loud without thinking, and my grandmother looks at me confused.

"Hate who?" she asks and I shake my head.

"No one, it's just me thinking out loud." I tell her and she takes my hand.

"You know that I love you, and you can tell me anything. Anything, Brittany." she tells me and I smile at her and nod. Once she says that we come to a stop, and the chofer looks at us.

"We're here Mrs. Hanson." he says and she smiles at him.

"Thank you, Jeremiah." she tells him and we both get out of the car. When we're walking to the front door, I hear giggling, and instantly know that is Kurt. But then when I hear a raspy voice, I help my grandmother out of her coat and make my way to where I hear talking. When I get to the kitchen, I see Kurt and Santana talking.

"Kurt..." I hear my grandmother say and he goes to hug her.

"How are you Mrs. Hanson?" he asks and I roll my eyes.

"I'm fine..." she tells him and then makes her way to Santana.

"How did you get in here? And why is she here?" I whisper at him, clearly pissed and he let's out a sigh.

"Your grandmother gave me her keys. Remember? I'm her neighbor." he says and I nod.

"Ok. That's settles one of the questions, and now why is she here?" I ask and when he's about to tell me she cuts in.

"I just wanted to see you and tell you that I'm sorry for earlier. I was in no place to do that..." she tells me and I don't say anything, just nod. While Kurt looks at me with a raised eyebrow. Suspicious.

"Kurt, and..." my grandmother says.

"Santana." she tells her, making her smile.

"I love your name." my grandmother says and I see Santana look all shy.

"Thank you." Santana tells my grandmother and she nods.

"Are you staying for dinner?" my grandmother asks.

"Of course I am.." Kurt says and I look at my grandmother and nod.

"How about you dear?" she asks Santana and as she's about to answer I cut in.

"No, she probably has dinner with her boyfriend or something.." I tell my grandmother and then she cuts in.

"No I don't, and dinner sounds great." Santana says and looks at Brittany while her grandmother claps happily. Not believing this I scoff and walk out of the kitchen.

"Brittany, where are you going?" I hear my grandmother ask.

" My room. Call me when dinner is ready, or just bring it up to my room." I tell her and run up the stairs and into my room. If she wants to stay for dinner fine, but I will not sit in the table like if nothing has happened. Coindence, is total bullshit.

Question: Do you think the situation is coincidence? Or how Brittany describes it?

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