Chapter 12
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Brittany was the first to wake as sunlight filtered through her curtains casting a soft glow within the room; she looked over to the sleeping woman next to her. She took the time to really look at the woman who had enchanted her so she was beautiful sleeping as she was when she was awake. Her hair was cascaded on the pillow and a couple of strands had fallen into her face, she lightly moved them out the way to keep from waking her up. She got up out the bed and made her way to the door; she opened it and walked out closing it softly behind her not wanting to disturb her guest. She walked over to the kitchen and saw that Quinn was already in there and she had made coffee.
"Good morning Q." She greeted the other blonde sleepily. "Morning B, you're up early usually you're not out the bed before 8." She commented, which was true on Sundays they both usually slept in until about 9, but something about this day was different they really couldn't put their finger on it but it was nice. Quinn poured her a cup of coffee and handed it to her which Brittany took without hesitation.
"How did you and Santana sleep last night?" She sat down on one of the barstools. "I have never slept better and Santana is still sleeping I swear she does not move when she is sleep, I had to check and make sure that she was still breathing."
Quinn was no stranger as to how the brunette slept, as many sleepovers they had growing up Santana literally slept like the dead. There were sometimes though when she would just like to cuddle which she had no problem with. In a way she was kind of jealous of the other woman because she was able to sleep next to her and wake up with her.
"She has always been like that. So when are you going to get started on those fabulous pancakes? It seems like forever since I had them." She looked over at her fellow blonde.
Brittany put her cup down on the counter, "In a few minutes, geez you act like Rachel doesn't feed you." She teased. Quinn glared at her, "She feeds me more than just food, but you don't need to know that." She teased back earning a smack on the arm from the taller blonde.
"Santana told me last night that you were her first, is that true?" She asked never taking her eyes off of the other woman. "I was her first I took her V card, it just happened we started making out after homecoming." Brittany put her hand up, "You're going into details and I don't want to know. Do you still have feelings for her?" She asked.
Quinn looked down at her coffee mug; she didn't know how to quite answer that question. She still had feelings for the Latina, they weren't as strong as before but she still had them none the less. She didn't lie last night when she told her that she still thought about her and wondered how she was, and if she was honest with herself it was more than just sex for her. It hurt her somewhat to think that Santana thought that's all it was, when it really wasn't.
"I don't have feelings for her, she is just a friend. Nothing more, nothing less you have nothing to worry about." She rested her hand on top of her friends, "Now come on and let's get breakfast started there is no telling how long those two are going to stay sleep." She hopped down off the barstool Brittany doing the same and headed into the kitchen.
Santana woke up and noticed that the bed was empty, last night had been the first time in a long time that she had a really good night sleep. There was something about Brittany that just made it a little better. She sat up in the bed and her mind thought back to what happened last night between her and Quinn, it was a little strange, but it gave her some sort of satisfaction that the blonde still thought about her. After all Santana Lopez is pretty unforgettable, but she wondered what caused her to admit that to her, she didn't want to think about it and got out of the bed. She opened up the door and walked through the living room to the kitchen where she saw Quinn and Brittany in the kitchen getting ready to prepare breakfast.
"Morning guys." She greeted the two women. "Good morning San." They said in unison and started laughing.
"We have coffee over there if you want some." Brittany pointed to the coffee pot that had two extra cups sitting next to it. "No thanks, I'm not really a coffee person I prefer a latte but thanks anyways." She sat down on the barstool and watched them flutter about the kitchen.
"I'm going to make blueberry pancakes is that alright with you?" The taller blonde had asked her, "She's allergic to blueberries." Quinn answered looking at Santana they shared a small smile and Quinn went back to making the bacon.
"Well then pancakes without blueberries it is then." Brittany continued making the batter and put individual spoonful's on the griddle. Santana watched as she flipped them over as soon as they started to bubble a little.
"Do you normally have breakfast like this on a Sunday?" Santana asked out of curiosity. "Not really, normally it's coffee and a bagel or something quick. We save stuff like this for holidays, birthdays and for when we have company stay over." Brittany answered taking the pancakes off the griddle and putting them in a stack on a plate, she did this twice. "S could you watch over these last few pancakes, while I go to the bathroom? I would ask Quinn, but she always burns them."
Santana hopped off the stool and made her way into the kitchen, "For you of course." Brittany ran out of the kitchen leaving the brunette and other blonde alone. Quinn decided to use this moment to her advantage.
"San about last night." She started, but was stopped when the brunette put her hand up, "Save it Q, I really don't want to hear it right now." She said softly afraid of who might hear. Quinn moved closer to her which made the Latina's hair on her arms stand up. It had been a long time since they were this close to each other in a not so intimate way. The blonde moved in closer to whisper in her ear. This caused the brunettes breath to catch in her throat.
"You may be with Brittany and I may be with Rachel, but no matter what happens between you and her." She let that last part linger a little bit before continuing, "You will always belong to me and don't you forget it." She moved back looking at the other woman waiting for her response. Santana flipped the pancakes over, "I don't know what the hell your problem is, but news flash we are not together anymore and we won't ever be. I was never yours and you lost that right to me a long time ago so get over it already. Besides we're not in high school anymore, and you're no longer Queen Bitch." She replied lowly, taking the pancakes off the griddle and putting them on a plate. Quinn moved back a little and looked at her with a hardened stare, "Keep thinking that princess, you sealed your fate that night when I took your virginity. Didn't you learn anything in school when it comes down to me?" She smirked and backed off when she saw Brittany coming back towards the kitchen.
Santana just looked at her with an unreadable expression; this was not over by a long shot, "Is that all you have, the whole taking my virginity card? That doesn't mean shit and again we are no longer in high school." Quinn may have been queen bitch when they were in high school, but the Latina is the bigger bitch now. The blonde gave her a smug smile; she knew she got the best of Santana Lopez.
"No how about I am also the keeper of your secret, a really huge secret that could possibly rock Brittany's world and she may never look at you the same especially when obviously you told her a lie about who you really are." She finished ending all conversation.
"Looks good you two and the kitchen isn't on fire." She commented as she walked further into the kitchen and saw the pancakes and bacon on their perspective plates.
"Believe it or not, I am a very good cook. When I lived with my grandmother I always helped her cook and throughout the years I learned and picked up some things along the way. I can't have people cooking for me all the time, plus it's nice to be self-sufficient." Santana replied looking at the other blonde in front of her.
"I'm going to wake up Rachel so we can eat." She brushed lightly against Santana as she left the kitchen. Brittany saw this, but didn't say anything.
"Let's get this stuff on the table before it gets cold." The brunette suggested as she grabbed the plates of pancakes and bacon. Brittany got the glasses and the orange juice and brought them to the table. "San, could you look in the drawer by the refrigerator and get some silverware and the plates are in the cabinet above you. Please." She added.
Santana brought the plates and silverware to the table she noticed that Quinn and Rachel were sitting at the table, this was going to be an interesting morning. She sat down next to Brittany but she was sitting across from Quinn and Rachel was sitting across from Brittany.
"Good morning ladies, it's a very beautiful day outside one that shouldn't be wasted being inside all day don't you think? So what are everyone's plans? Quinn and I are actually taking a trip to the Hamptons today; you know to get away from the city for a little while." Rachel stated talking.
"I can't believe that you are still cheery in the morning? Wow I guess some things don't ever change." Santana commented, putting a couple of pancakes on her plate along with some bacon.
Rachel looked at her, "Let me guess you're still not a morning person." She asked the taller brunette.
Brittany laughed, "Well, we are definitely going to have to change that, because I love mornings." Rachel gave her a huge smile, "Someone who actually agrees with me on something."
"Well some of us are not naturally wound up like some other people. Geez Berry, you have all that energy and probably no way to burn it off." Santana looked pointedly at Quinn.
Quinn rolled her eyes, "I'm not even going to go there with you right now."
They started eating and the first bite of pancake Santana was in heaven they were light, fluffy and melt in your mouth good. "Oh my God Brit these pancakes are the best thing that I have ever had in my mouth." Everyone laughed at this and Brittany whispered in her ear, "That's because you haven't tasted me yet." This caused Santana to blush leaving the other two women at the table wondering what was said.
Quinn was silently observing the two together they looked genuinely happy and Brittany hasn't been this happy in a really long time. Which to her was a good thing, she didn't like seeing her sad all the time and drifting from meaningless relationship to meaningless relationship. This brought her to Santana, she was a beauty and still a royal bitch but she had to admit she can bring the best and the worse out of people. Unfortunately for Quinn she usually brought more of the worse than the best, but that was the nature of their relationship when they got older. When they were younger they were always together laughing and telling each other secrets, but all that had changed. The brunette had always been beautiful, but now she is a knock out and in a way Quinn has always been jealous of her, but she wasn't going to let the other woman know. Santana was the best thing that ever happened to her and she fucked up royally by sleeping with Puck and Finn after she had slept with them.
"Santana how is your family? Last time I heard your father has acquired a large..Owww" She called out as Quinn kicked her under the table and gave her a death look. Brittany looked confused as always and looked at the brunette across from her.
"I'm sorry, but I've always liked her family they were nice to me when she wasn't. Besides it's not every day that we meet someone or socialize with someone who has a higher social status than anyone in the world. Well maybe not Queen Elizabeth, but you know what I mean." She finished earning two stares of really? And one stare of confusion. Rachel looked around at everyone and realized she said something she shouldn't have.
Brittany looked over at Santana then back at Quinn who put her hand over Rachel's mouth, "She owns a night club, yes that brings celebrity and all but she seems down to earth to me."
Santana just kept glaring at Rachel; this is one of the reasons why she did not want her to know because she couldn't keep a damn secret. All her life she has been able to keep a very low profile, the last thing she needed was her life in tabloids and all over news casts and paparazzi following her everywhere she goes. She escaped all of that and that's not who she was anymore at least that is what she was trying to tell herself.
"So Santana have you heard from Artie?" Quinn asked trying to change the subject; Santana sent her a nod of thanks.
"I talked to Artie the other day actually, he has his own wheel chair company he customizes them the way that people want them you know. Instead of pimp my ride, he pimps the wheelchair cause you know they have to ride in style." She answered.
"I know Artie he is the one who dated Tina but broke up with her because she cheated on him with Mike Chang." Brittany asked as she finished her breakfast. "Artie was in glee club with us." Santana answered. The blonde raised an eyebrow at this, "We did not sleep with him although Ashley did because he was just there and he wanted to make Tina jealous." She finished.
A light bulb went off in Brittany's head, "So you know Tina and Mercedes? Why didn't you say that when I introduced them the other night?" She asked.
Rachel coughed, "It's obvious that she doesn't want everyone to know how popular she really is, she likes to keep a low profile." Was Rachel's reply, Quinn kissed her on the cheek.
"Brittany, didn't you date Mike Chang for a little while?" Quinn asked trying to take the heat off of Santana.
The blonde smiled as Santana turned her head to look at her, "I dated him briefly, but I broke up with him because he just wasn't doing it for me." She answered honestly.
It wasn't a total lie Mike was a beard for her; she didn't want to come to terms with her sexuality at the time. To her denial wasn't just a river in Egypt for her but it was in her face. She was so in the closet that she found Narnia.
"That's okay B; we've all done it before in our lifetime." Santana got up from the table racing for her phone as it rang on the couch. She apologized, "Sorry I have to take this." She opened the door and stepped out on the balcony.
Quinn got up and started cleaning off the table while Brittany and Rachel talked quietly among themselves. "Rach, what did you mean when Santana had a social status that was up there with Queen Elizabeth?" She asked the brunette.
Rachel was put on the spot, she didn't know what to do if she told the truth then Santana and Quinn both would be pissed at her, if she lied then Brittany would be pissed at her because she knew and lied to her about it when she found out it wasn't a good situation at all.
"That is for Santana to tell you, it's not my place." She got up from the table and went into the kitchen with her girlfriend leaving a thoughtful Brittany behind. Something was up with Santana and she wants to find out what it is. Not that she didn't trust her, but something was definitely up and the three of them were acting pretty damn strange even for her. The Latina came back into the house and sat down next to Brittany. "Sorry about that, that was Finn he was telling me how everything went last night." She told her.
"Finn is here too?" Rachel asked clearly eavesdropping on the conversation between the two ladies.
"Yes Treasure Trail, Frankenteen is here too he is my left hand man. He watches out for Puck and make sure everything doesn't go to hell." She answered her clearly annoyed.
"Before you ask Brittany yes Finn is the same guy that Santana slept with, that Rachel dated and I dated him too, but we didn't sleep together." Quinn added. Santana put her hand over her face mortified.
Brittany laughed, "You guys are the funniest group of people. I may not be the sharpest tool in the crayon box but you three pretty much have been sleeping with each other, you guys are worse than Melrose Place."
Santana, Rachel and Quinn looked away in shame, to them it sounded logical but to someone else it might sound a little less than weird. It wasn't that they couldn't date outside of the whole glee club, they just chose not to. Rachel was the only exception because she dated Jesse St. James from Vocal Adrenaline, but Santana and Quinn knew that they used their statuses as the top two Cheerios to pretty much get whatever and whoever they wanted no questions asked.
"I really need to get going, I have a million things to take care of." Santana mentioned as she got up from the table and walked into Brittany's room, she wasn't alone because Brittany was right behind her.
"San?" She started as she closed the door behind them. "I don't want you to think I'm going to judge you because of your past. I don't care about all that all I care about is you and getting to know you as a person and who you are now. We've all done things that we're not proud of and want to put behind us sadly it's hard especially when you have people who run in the same social circles as you three do." She moved in closer behind the brunette wrapping her arms around her waist.
"It's not that B, I've done things that I am not too proud of. Maybe back then I would have been, but now not so much I can't deny any of it had happened and I can't take it back even if I wanted to. It made me who I am today and I can honestly say I'm not the same person I was 10 years ago." She moved Brittany's hand from her waist and started changing into her clothes.
"Santana? What was Rachel talking about when she mentioned something about you and Queen Elizabeth?" She asked blue eyes meeting brown through the vanity mirror.
"I…I will tell you in time okay? It's nothing bad I promise; let me take you out this evening you know away from here." She told the blonde.
Brittany let out a small sigh, "Okay that will be great! That doesn't let you off the hook missy." She told her in a mock stern tone.
"I know you won't. Now I have to go." She kissed Brittany softly on the cheek and left the room.
Brittany walked out of her room, "Quinn? Where is your lap top?" She yelled out.
Quinn and Rachel came running out into the living room, "Why? What's wrong?" Quinn asked out of concern.
"I'm about to do a Google search on Santana Lopez." She told her. Quinn and Rachel exchanged looks of oh shit. "Why are you going to do that? She's no one special just a club owner." Quinn tried to cover up the situation.
Brittany glared at her, "She is hiding something and you two talking in morose code just made it worse." Quinn rolled her eyes, "Morse code Brittany." She corrected her.
"You know maybe you should just let her tell you. What you see on Google may or may not be true, besides there could be like a lot of Santana Lopez's you know?" Rachel tried to reason with her.
The blonde sat there thinking about what her friend had said; maybe she got the wrong idea about Santana. How is she supposed to open up to her if she can't show that she can trust her? She is going to wait for Santana to tell her what she wants to know. The fiery Latina made her happy and feel good at the same time, she enjoyed waking up with her and watching her sleep, that is something that she could get used to. Although they have known each other for twenty four hours, to her it seemed like they have known each other a lifetime and that is something she really liked. There was no way she was going to let Santana Fucking Lopez get away from her, she doesn't care how they do it in Lima Heights, they are in New York City and all bets are off.
Santana entered her penthouse apartment and put her keys down on the table by the door and took off she shoes before walking further into the apartment. She looked around and went into her room. She could really kill Quinn and man hands for mentioning something about everything, now Brittany was curious as to what is going on with her. It's not that she didn't trust Brittany, because she seems harmless, but it's the fact that she has fallen for her in a big way she doesn't want to open up her heart and let her in about her family and she ends up breaking her heart. That has happened to her many times before and she wasn't going to let it happen again. One thing she can say though is that blonde dancer is going to be the death of her.