There was a long period of silence save for the movie playing in the background. Santana got off of Quinn taking her eyes off of Brittany, but Brittany never took her eyes off of Santana. Quinn was looking back and forth between the two she didn't know if she should say something or just sit there. The tension was so thick you could cut it with a knife and probably serve it for dinner. Santana looked over at Quinn and then looked back over at Brittany who had now sat down on the love seat across from them. Brittany observed their interactions and she wasn't to pleased about it, Quinn her best friend and Santana sharing intimate moments in their apartment.
Brittany knew that Santana and Quinn had repaired their broken friendship and even hung out every now and again, but this takes it to a bigger level. She couldn't help the jealousy that was threatening to bubble over looking at them. Santana is supposed to be cuddling and falling asleep with her, not Quinn. Yes she made a mistake of kissing Naya, but she apologized and tried to make amends for it, all Santana said was give her time and that is what she did. Brittany didn't realized that giving her time meant that Santana would run into Quinn's arms.
"Do you want to explain what I walked in on?" Brittany asked looking between both women sitting on the couch.
Quinn was the first one to speak up, "I invited Santana over for a girls night, I haven't seen her in a couple of weeks. We're friends and that's what we do." She answered nonchalantly, Brittany didn't control who she hung out with or spent her time with.
Brittany looked at Santana before dropping her eyes, "Is that so? Is this what happens whenever you have your girls night?" She looked back at Santana.
Santana liked her lips trying to form the words she was Santana Lopez and no one questions her, "Look Brittany, Quinn and I were just having a fun night watching movies and eating pizza. What exactly is the big deal in that? You were not here, Quinn and I are grown women and don't need anyone to dictate to us what we can and can not do."
Brittany was about to open her mouth and say something but Santana beat her to it, "Furthermore you and I are not together. You have no claim to me whatsoever, you lost that damn right the night you kissed Naya. You can't be the hurt party in this, yes you hurt but what you did to me is ten times worse." She finished up clearly upset, she knew that the inevitable moment was coming but she didn't know when.
Quinn didn't know what to do or say, but she could tell that both her friends were angry and hurt. She was torn at who to comfort or if she should say anything at all. Realizing that it was about to be an explosive situation, she decided to excuse herself because obviously Brittany and Santana had a lot of shit to work out.
"I'm going to leave you two alone." She got off the couch and power walked to her room closing the door behind her. Neither one of them acknowledged Quinn's departure they were too busy staring each other down.
"Santana I get that I hurt you and I apologized over and over again, what else could I have done? You told me to give you time and I did. I come home and find you and my best friend all cuddled up on the couch. The same best friend who tried to come in between us, I get that you two have a connection and always will." She stopped.
Santana continued looking at her, "I asked you to give me time yes, but you left and went touring around the country. You didn't tell me I had to find out from Quinn, I was willing to forgive you. I came here looking for you could you imagine my heartbreak when she told me you were going to be gone? No, you could not because you were not fucking here! You are freaking out over Quinn, but if it was me and Rachel you probably wouldn't have a problem with it. Come on Brittany tell me how you really feel?" She never took her eyes off of Brittany it was now or never.
Brittany new it was time to lay everything on the line or she was going to lose it all, and that is something that she doesn't want at least not now. She looked at Santana and saw the sadness and hurt in her eyes. It was too painful for her to see and it broke her heart a little more, knowing that she was the one that caused all that hurt. She got up and sat down on the couch near Santana.
"I was jealous that night of Quinn and everyone else who was around you. When I saw you lean in to talk to Heather, I thought it was Quinn. I didn't realized until later that it wasn't. I know it's not an excuse for my actions. You told me to give you time, so I thought going on this tour would give you the time you needed. I went on tour, I get back early and go to your apartment but you weren't there. I came home and saw you sleeping on top of Quinn. Regardless of the situation I still consider you mine." She looked at Santana's eyes then at her lips.
Santana couldn't help but blush under Brittany's gaze, there was something about her that she couldn't put her finger on. They were supposed to be having a conversation, but a part of her wanted a whole lot more. She inhaled and exhaled softly trying not to have thoughts of pushing Brittany down on the couch and kissing her like crazy.
Santana cleared her throat, "Britt, I don't know what the hell is going on here but I can't forget the fact that you kissed Naya, but I forgave you for it. Honestly you need to get over what issue you have with me and Quinn. She is your best friend and your roommate and you can't act like the jealous girlfriend whenever the two of us are alone together. I don't want Quinn, Rachel or any of those other girls I just want you, and if you can't see that then I don't know what to tell you." She got up and walked out the door leaving a sad and thoughtful Brittany behind.
Once Santana was out of the apartment she let the tears that were threatening to spill over fall. She didn't realize the showdown between her and Brittany was going to be that emotionally charged. All she wanted to do now was go home and forget tonight ever happened. This is the reason why she never wanted to love again or be apart of any relationship because of all the pain and heartbreak that comes a long with it.
On the other side Brittany sat quietly on the couch so lost in thought that she didn't realize Quinn had sat beside her.
"How did I make a mess of things Q? I really care about her and I hurt her." Brittany cried softly.
Quinn wrapped her arms around her friend trying to comfort her, "Sometimes when you really like someone or care for someone it makes you do the craziest things. You care deeply about her and she cares about you too." She whispered softly against the other woman's hair.
"I just want her back, it's not the same without her. She was like my best friend outside of you, I let my jealousy get in the way of that. Now I probably lost her for good, you should have seen her Quinn she looked so hurt and so lost. It was me who made her feel like that and I told her I would never hurt her or break her heart." She cried harder this time.
Quinn just held her and rubbed her back as Brittany continued to cry, her heart breaking for both of her friends. She loved them both and done some pretty messed up things to them, but she noticed that they made each other happy. She noticed that Brittany's breathing had evened out signanling that she was sleep. Quinn detached herself from Brittany and lay her down on the couch, she went to the closet in the hall and pulled out a blanket and covered up a sleeping Brittany. She leaned down and gave her a kiss on the head, then turned out the lights and headed to her room for some sleep. For the first time in a long time Quinn felt emotionally drained.
Santana didn't want to head home after she left Brittany's instead she went to the airport. It wasn't like her to run away, but she needed to get away and have some time to think. She pulled her car into the private parking area and turned it off. She got out of the car and made her way over to her private jet where she was greeted by Tiffany this time.
"Hello, Lady Santana to what do we owe this visit tonight? Are you running away again?" She asked softly remembering the time when Santana was five and she called herself running way from home.
Santana laughed as she remembered that day, "I'm not running away, I just need some time to think and clear my head." She answered honestly.
Tiffany gave her a sympathetic smile, "That's understandable Miss. Everybody is ready to go now all we need is you."
Santana walked up the stairs and into the plane, she sat down on the first seat and fastened her seat belt. The door closed and the plane began it's descent, for the second time that night she let her tears fall freely.
Sorry for the shortness of the chapter, but I just wanted to end it on that note. This chapter is pretty much a filler chapter so yeah..again thank you for the reviews, alerts and the favorites that are being made. It makes me so happy that my story is being well received by everyone. You know what to do please and thank you :)