I love all of you so much and so I got out this update and really hope you like it(:
Don't worry Brittana is endgame just some jelly before the fluffy(;
If you guys like Big Bang Theory I put up a Brittana Big Bang Theory so if you want to you can check out my other story(:
Read& Enjoy
Brittany's POV:
This morning I woke up to two texts. One from Jenny and one from Santana. Jenny sent me a cute goodmorning text whilst Santana sent me just a heart.
I hate hurting people with every fiber in my being, but I know deep down that this is what I have to do. Santana needs to learn not to hide me. I also get to see if Jenny is serious about me like people in those romance movies I used to watch.
After I had read those texts I didn't respond to either of them. I just got up and got ready for my day. Luckily I didn't have any Cheerios practice today so I got to sleep in an extra two hours. I love Cheerios but sometimes it's just too much. Sue is seriously crazy. I think she just needs to be hugged once in a while and she wouldn't be as mean.
Maybe Santana needs some hugs from people...
I raced downstairs to get the Lucky Charms before my sister, Courtney, did. She loves them almost as much as I do. Every morning when I don't get to eat before her, we always fight over who gets the box first before my mom storms in telling us to calm down.
As I was pouring a bowl full of charms my phone buzzed again beside me. I sighed and picked it up thinking it was a text from San or Jen. I just wanted to eat in peace.
When I unlocked it and looked down I was thoroughly suprised it was from Puck.
Squirrel Head: Hey Hottie(; Meet me in the parking lot in 10... Be there please...
Puck has never in all his 17 years of life said please. My mouth was left agape for about 4 minutes when I realized I only had 6 minutes to get to the parking lot.
Yeah I hate him for sleeping with my best friend for years and years but I'm not that mean to leave someone hanging.
"Britty! Are you almost done with the Charms?"Courtney yelled running around our kitchen island to get to the pantry. Courtney's only 5 years old and is like a mini version of myself.
Which is so cool because I've always wanted to clone myself. I mean I'm really hot to look at.
I laughed holding up the box of Lucky Charms in her direction, waiting for her to snatch the box up in her tiny little hands. I watched her as she bounced around the kitchen without a care in the world.
I wanted to feel like that again but no I had to grow up and become a teenager.
Well I could probably go back once I finish my time machine I'm thinking of building.
I smile, kiss Courtney on the head, grab my bag, and head towards the front door. Just as I reach for the handle I feel a buzzing sensation on my thigh. I sigh as I unlock my phone to look and see who else decided to text me this morning.
Jenny Poo: Hey Love, I decided I miss you too much during the day... So is it okay if I come have lunch with you at your school?(:
A smile breaks out all across my face as i read the text she sent me. Yeah she's no Santana but that's still adorable that she calls me love and asks permission to come see me.
Jenny doesn't go to William McKinley High she go to Carmel High so we have to deal with the distance. But we do have dance class together where Crystal has been plotting a way to kill Mr. Shue.
I quickly reply because I realize I still have to go see Puck before school.
TO Jenny Poo: Of course! I'd love that(:
Jenny Poo: Sweet, see ya later, love.
So I drove to meet Puck with the biggest smile plastered on my face.
Lima, Ohio is a pretty peaceful town. Winter was rolling around the corner so that meant that frost was in the morning air. Usually when I drive to school I put the top of my car down but this morning all the windows are sealed tight with my heat on full blast.
I turned left into the main entrance of the school and saw a couple of the faculties cars littered around. I looked around and spotted Puck's black Ford truck parked near the football field.
I swung my car into the parking space just to the left of his truck. I looked at him through the window and saw him leaning against the front of his truck, jean jacket on, breathing out the breath you can see when it's really cold. They once talked about the name of it in science but I fell asleep.
He smiled in my direction which confused me even more and that's really hard to do. I'm always confused but to confuse that crap out of me, you deserve an award if you successfully do.
Getting out of the car I heard him let out a gruffy 'hi' sleep still obviously evident in his voice. He sounds like a bear when he's tired. I try and hold in a giggle because I know this is going to be serious.
"Britt could you please follow me?" Puck marches towards the field but stops when he notices I'm not following him.
"I don't want you to hit me." I mumble sadly, backing up a couple feet.
"Britt I'm not gonna punch you. If it was me talking to you the worst thing I would do was eat your pu-"
"Puckerman!" The football field was echoing with the voice from my dreams and fantasies. Santana dropped down from the bleachers that were right behind Puck.
Oh no they probably brought me here so I could watch their sex party.
But when I looked over at Santana she was slapping Puck right upside the head.
"Think about Britt's cat again and I will cut off your testicles so you will never, and I repeat, never be able to reproduce your satan spawns. Ya hearz?" The famouse HBIC glare was firmly indented into Santana's features.
"Sorry Britt I won't bring up your... uhmm... cat again." Puck mutterd turning around towards his truck to give Santana and I some privacy.
"Wait is he talking about Tubbs?" I look curiously over at Tana.
Her face softens as she nears me. "Yeah Britt... Tubbs." She soflty laughs while holding out her hand.
I look over at it mysteriously. I have always wanted to hold her hand outside of my house or bedroom and now the chance has presented itself. For a brief second I wondered if I was dreaming.
"Follow me please?" Santana's voice broke me out of my inner turmoil. I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but love.
My hand found hers as she turned herself towards the bleachers to start our climb up them.
As we turned the corner I stopped dead in my tracks. Usually our bleachers are chipped silver broken things but what I saw was so different.
Red heart pillows, duck pillows, angry bird pillows, candles littered all across the bleachers. At the ends of each riser was a candle leading up to the top where a huge heart was hanging. I looked closely at it and saw her scrawl.
Count the stars with me Britt Britt?
What made this ten times better was the fact that Santana still had a firm grip on my hand. She noticed I was looking between the bleachers and our hands. She changed our handhold so we had our fingers interlocked.
"San..."
"Shh... Britt... All my life I have hated myself because growing up I thought I was never or would never be good for anything. But then I met you. We were seven. You had just transferred from England. Everyone would pick on you because you looked at the world differently from anyone any of us have met. You looked around the world and didn't see death and doom. No, you saw rainbows and unicorns. You saw good. Good in the world and... and in... me." She paused to wipe away a stray tear with her left hand.
"I know I've royally messed up but Britt... seeing you with Jen has just made me so sad. I can't promise you that I will automatically be ready to show our relationship to all those bastards at school but..."
That's when it hit me. Even after all this she was saying she still didn't want to show me off; to show the world our love.
I get that coming out is hard especially when you have made no signs that you might be a lesbian at all during your life like Santana but I thought Santana would at least show some people.
I disentangled her fingers from mine and took a single step back. Her dark eyes questioning my actions.
"Tana... If we were to be together would we tell Glee?"
She shuffled her feet akwardly, looking down at the ground, "Some of them know about my feelings towards you but I don't trust most of those fuc-"
"Santana." I scoolded her for almost calling our friends some bad names. I actually really like all of the kids in Glee so it hurts when she insults them in fron of my face.
She does look guilty though so I guess my scoldings really do help. Well I guess she always did used to like being spanked...
"Santana they are our closest friends." I mutter softer this time than how I've been talking to her.
"Not all." An edge to her voice.
"They all care about us deeply. They would all support us." A soft undertone coats my voice as I try and keep her from getting angry and unleashing the Snix on me.
"No one can know I'm a-a d-dyke." She barks out fiercely. Eyes snapping up to meet mine. She realizes what she just said the minute our eyes meet.
"You wonder why I'm with Jenny? Well for one she doesn't call me the second word I hate the most. The D word is never ever supposed to be used towards me. It's exactly like the S word Santana Lopez." I spit out with as much venom as I could put into my thoughts towards her.
"Britt..." She mumbles out helplessly as I spin on my heels marching towards the school. If Santana didn't want people to know about us then I hope she gets her stupid pillows off the bleachers before school starts.
Maybe Puck could help her and then they can go off and hurt me again.
My heart is straining right now and it hurts so much I don't even know where my feet are taking me. I thought that this morning would be fantastic but that was a big slap to the face. By this point tears are streaming effortlessly down my cheeks. The pain in my heart is becoming so unbearable that I fall to the ground in the hallway.
Sobs wrack my body so hard that I'm literally shaking like a chihuaha. When I feel a pair of hands pulling me into their body I don't even fight the person off me. At this point I wouldn't even care if Pedo Will was holding me. It just felt so good to be held by somebody.
When my sobs calmed down I looked up and was met with Sam's blue eyes. He didn't ask any questions just held me as people started filling up the hallways. He pulled me even closer as the bell rang. His body heat warming me up from being outside for so long.
At least I'll always have Sam.
Rachel's POV:
This whole morning I had not been able to find my best friend anywhere. We had Glee at the end of the day so when it reached that point of time and Brittany still had yet to be found I wwas beyond worried.
Brittany could be lost anywhere, she could be in someone's van because she believed they had actual candy.
Mr. Shue glided across the floor with his shoes and was clapping happily about some sort of project he had for this weekend, I took a moment to observe.
Finn was smiling at Will, Artie was cleaning his glasses, Mercedes eating tots, Tina was dozing, Mike was rolling his abs, then I saw Sam.
Sam is a cutie I must admit but today he looked absolutely devasted. I knew him and Britt were very close because well Britt's friendly with everyone. His eyes found mine and I mouthed a 'Where's Britt?'
He deeply sighed before mouthing back at me. 'Sick.' With that he turned his attention back to Will.
Surely if Britt was sick she would have told me. I had a slight feeling and looked over at Santana who was sitting at the top far corner of the room looking like she had just came back from the dead. Sadness was laced in her eyes and that's when I knew. Something had gone down and I wasn't even there.
Maybe because this morning Quinn decided to make a quest appearance at the Berry household where she cooked me breakfast and drove me to school.
I smiled a little before I let myself go back to Brittana. Everyone in Glee was right we really need to get these girls together before one of them does something absolutely stupid.
My phone buzzed in my skirt pocket. I looked around to see if anyone had heard it before steathily unlocking my phone to look at the message.
Quinny the Poo: Penny for your thoughts?
TO: Brittana
QTP: Oh those two dramatic ass hoes?
TO: Quinn Lucy Fabray! Language!
QTP: Whatta gonna do?(; Punish me?
Reading her last text my cheeks flushed dark crimson. I snuck a glance over at Quinn who was sitting one row back to my right. She cheekily grinned at me before winking.
TO: We're in class so I must go. Bye you naughty perv(;
I smiled in satisfactory while putting my phone away. I had won that teasing round. Usually Quinn has been winning with our flirting texts but not this time.
I remembered Brittana and I would have to talk to Britt before she does something stupid like anger slept with Jenny or yelled at Santana. Rachel Berry to the rescue!
LORD TUBBINGTON'S POV:
Santana Lopez? Yeah I used to hate her but since she gives me my pot I guess I like her. But she hurts my Britt Britt too much so next time I see her I'm clawing her eyes out of their sockets. Oh yeah I'm a badass pussy.
Oh yeah Tubbs is a badass(;
I figured the Faberry and Tubbs would get away from the angst a little
Santana is going through the 'Gay panic' and will soon get her houd out of her tush (Or maybe she wont ;O)
Anywho thank you for reading... I have a basketball tournament this weekend so I will try and get both updates for both stories out before the weekend(: