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Chapter 15
"Santana, can you please come out and eat something?" It was Saturday evening and since returning home from work yesterday, she had not left the room. Finn had a feeling that it was something to do with Brittany and it worried him to see his friend locking herself away like this.
"Please talk to me; at least tell me what's wrong." Finn again spoke when he heard no response from his stubborn friend. Santana closed her eyes and sunk further underneath the blanket. She wanted him to go away; she wanted everyone to vanish and just disappear from the face of the earth. Especially Brittany, who was the sole reason behind her feeling this way. Stupid stupid, I hate her.
Finn sighed heavily, loud enough so Santana could hear the annoyance dripping from it. He had told her about his date tonight, the one with Janet; whom he had spent six months chasing after. And now that cupid decided to finally lay a hand, here was Santana cock-blocking him from sharing the night with his dream girl. Finn was torn. He either had to stay with his friend or go on the date with Janet to further enhance his chances with the girl. Normally when Finn found himself in positions like these, ultimately, only one would win at the end; and that would always be Santana.
"I'll be kipping on the sofa for a bit, you know where to find me if you wanna talk." Finn walked away from her bedroom door and made himself comfortable on the couch. He took a swig of his beer bottle that he had left on the table from earlier on and switched the television on. After a couple of minutes of just gawping at the screen, Finn had a change of heart and decided that he would instead go out on his planned date. But then he heard Santana's room door being creaked open.
"I'm sorry." She mumbled, staring once at him and then keeping her gaze fixed to the floor. Slowly, she took a couple steps forward until she was completely out of her room. "I don't know what to do anymore Finn…"
Santana broke into a strangled sob and Finn immediately rushed to her side, keeping his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. She cried into his shoulders and only the quiet words of 'Ssshh' and 'It's okay' managed to calm her down, if only for a little while.
"It's Brittany isn't it? Boy, she's really got to you." Finn gently stroked Santana's back and ushered her onto the sofa. He quickly scooted around the table to grab the box of tissues and offered one to the brunette.
"Thanks…" Santana gave him half a smile and dabbed the soft Kleenex around her eyes. Taking one deep breath, she nodded her head and began to explain everything that was going on in her head.
"It is Brittany…apparently I was just an act to her and…" Santana stopped midway; tears began falling from her face again. Finn took a hold of her hand, motioning for her to carry on. "She never wanted me Finn, you were right."
Finn narrowed his eyes and genuinely couldn't believe what he was hearing. Granted, he knew nothing about their relationship, but Brittany had come to Santana's house, they had sex and…they were in love, he was sure of it. "This wasn't supposed to be about me being right Santana…" He exhaled loudly.
Santana hopped off the sofa and made her way to the kitchen. She grabbed herself a beer and offered one to Finn. "I'm still trying to finish this one." He said, with a soft smile. Instead of taking her seat again, Santana stayed rooted by the counter. "I nearly got one of my students to go down on me yesterday."
Finn choked on his drink and he mentally thought how Santana could've at least had the decency to gently rub on his back. "I, I don't get it…why?"
Santana scoffed, but sadness was evident in her eyes. "Well it was what I did before Brittany showed up, so I thought why not."
"Did she…did you, you know?" Finn stuttered, not really wanting to know the answer but curiosity really was getting the best of him. Santana gulped. She closed her eyes and tentatively answered.
"No…" She whispered. "I couldn't do it; all I could hear and see was Brittany…" She drank from her bottle again and wiped away the few tears that fell on it. "How fucked up is that, huh? We're not even together, her mother fucking hates me, she doesn't love me and yet, yet I can't even do the one thing that used to give me so much pleasure." Santana commented with a bitter chuckle, talking about feelings really was the worst thing in the world.
Finn could only stare at her; he never was one to give good advice. He was the kind of person whose shoulder you leaned on, someone who'd offer their undivided attention whenever needed. A true friend, Santana thought. Her only friend. "I'm…I didn't realise how bad things were." He replied honestly.
Silence filled the room. Nothing more was said between the pair.
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Santana was already sat on her desk, as she waited for her class of students to arrive. It was never easy teaching this particular class, especially with Brittany's old mates giving her the daggers at every given chance. Quinn, Tina and Mercedes were actually not that bad, but Rachel was definitely something else. Santana briefly wandered if the loud diva was indeed saying the truth about Brittany getting back together with Lucy. I mean, surely she would have seen them in the hallway together. Or Lucy would have bragged about it.
"So, is everything sorted for Britt's birthday then?" Mercedes asked, walking down the hallway with her three friends in tow. Quinn shrugged her shoulders; she actually had no idea what was going to happen for Brittany's birthday. Rachel had specifically said that the both of them would discuss the plans together but obviously her ex-girlfriend? didn't need her help, or even want it for that matter.
Rachel eyed Quinn with a glare. "Well Quinn and I decided that since we'll have college the following morning, we'd just hit one of the local bars and do the usual." Mercedes nodded her head and walked inside the classroom. Before Rachel could do the same, Quinn tugged her back, waiting for Tina to be out of sight.
"What is your problem?" The blonde asked, her tone making Rachel flinch slightly. She had never heard the girl speak to her in that manner. It hurt.
"P-problem…? What did I do?" Rachel swallowed, taking a few steps back to increase the distance between them. Quinn gave her a disappointed look before answering. "You told Mercedes that we decided…"
Rachel opened her mouth to say something but Quinn stopped her with a raise of her hand. "I tried texting and calling you all weekend so we can talk about Britt's birthday and you didn't even bother getting back to me."
"I'm sorry, this is all just so…" Rachel trailed off, not having the guts to make eye contact with the girl in front of her.
"Whatever Rach, If you're not gonna forgive me, then I guess I'm done trying." Quinn said glumly. She sighed and turned around, heading into class. Rachel imitated her actions and before she took her seat, she noticed something on the floor at the back. She tiptoed over to go and pick it up and scrunched her face in confusion.
"Whose bracelet is this?" She asked, holding it out for everyone to see. When no one had taken claim to the item, Rachel marched forward to the front of the class and cleared her throat.
"Yes Rachel, what can I do for you?" Santana asked. She prayed that this wasn't going to be one of her lectures again. Because when Rachel started, it was almost impossible to get her to shut up.
"I found this on the floor, any ideas as to who it belongs to?" Santana couldn't make out what her student was holding on to. It was only when Rachel flaunted the bracelet in front of her face that she realized.
"I, uh…No, no I don't." Santana swallowed hard. It was enough to make Rachel think that her teacher did know who exactly it belonged to.
"Of course you don't…" Rachel retorted. Santana definitely heard the sarcasm in her voice. Suddenly, she felt like locking herself up in her room again. "I'll leave it with you anyway, since well it doesn't belong to me and I have no plans on keeping something that obviously means so much…to someone."
Rachel carefully placed the bracelet in Santana's hand and walked away with a smug looking face. The diva wasn't stupid. Brittany was after all her best friend. She knew that the piece of jewellery had something to do with them and it satisfied her to see the pain and hurt plastered across Santana's face. Because in Rachel's eye's, Santana was a bitch who ruined Brittany's life.
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It was the day of Brittany's birthday. A part of her was excited to finally be hitting the legal age of 18. But the other part, where her heart was situated; well it couldn't stop thinking about Santana.
"Honey, are you sure that I can trust you tonight?" Mrs Pierce asked her daughter. She was sat on the sofa watching Brittany, who was applying the final touches of her make up. Gosh, she had grown up so fast. It scared her to know that one day Brittany would actually find someone and leave her, so she could live her own independent life.
"Mum…" Brittany drawled. "You know how I get when I've had one too many." Mrs Pierce gave her a scowl. "Okay, I was kidding, don't kill me now." She joked and her mother somewhat toned down her hardened face.
"You're just…" Mrs Pierce sat up and stood in front of Brittany. She sighed and gave her daughter the once over. "You look absolutely stunning tonight; I just don't want you in any trouble."
Brittany smiled and appreciated her mother's concern. "I'll be fine mum; Tina's not much of a drinker so she'll be our designated driver."
"Okay, guess you should be getting ready to make your way." Brittany pulled her mum in for a hug and kissed her on the cheek. "I'll never do anything to hurt you again, never." Brittany told her with an oozing confidence, one she never knew she had. Mrs Pierce followed her daughter to the door and watched as she got in the car. She saw Rachel and Quinn giving her a wave and happily did the same.
"Don't let me down Brittany…" The older woman mumbled into the cold air and made her way back into the apartment.
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"Santana…I'm going out to meet Janet, why don't you come with us?" Finn didn't like the idea of leaving his friend alone; there was no telling what she would do. Santana was currently sat plump middle on the sofa watching…
"Ew, a romantic film…? What is this shit?" She quickly changed the channel ignoring whatever else was coming out from Finn's mouth. Seeing that she was in no mood to be doing anything, Finn thought he'd rile the girl up a little.
"No hold on, what film? I might just stay in to watch it." He approached Santana and took a seat next to her. He smiled knowingly when he felt her stiffen up a little.
"Don't you dare, just go away and enjoy your stupid date with your stupid girlfriend." Santana retorted angrily and shifted away from the goofy man. Finn sighed heavily and spoke calmly. "Please Santana, just a couple drinks. It'd mean a lot if she could meet my best friend."
Santana rolled her eyes. Although deep down it felt nice to know that Finn thought so highly of her, and that he actually wanted to introduce her to someone special in his life. Reluctantly, in the end, she gave into his wishes. "Fine, but I'm leaving after an hour." She got up and disappeared into her room. Finn grinned happily.
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A really short chapter, but only because it's building up all the tension for my NEXT UPDATE which will of course have a lot of incidents… ;) By the way, I have 200 people alerted to this story, come on guys, leave me some love= REVIEW! Xx