A/N: and here it is! enjoy this one. and i'm currently working on the next chapter :) (Then again, i don't own glee. i ain't rich, oh please. lol!) and oh, before i forget, if anyone's willing to make a cover image for this fic, feel free to do so and just PM me. thanks!

CHAPTER 6

...Because of the intense shock she is feeling, all she did was to stand there and allow her tears to flow freely from her eyes down to her cheeks...

"God! No no no no no. Shit! What have I done?" she picked out her handkerchief as soon as she could and wiped her tears and her bleeding lip with shaking hands. Then Santana wrapped her arms around the blonde, hugging her tightly. She felt how the body of the other woman is shaking. "I'm sorry, I-I'm sorry..." the brunette said, worry and hurt evident in voice while softly running her hands up and down the blonde's hair in a comforting manner. "I'm really, really sorry..." But the blonde felt numb while standing. The brunette held her hand and brought it to her chest. "H-hit me! Slap me! Britt, punish me!"

But Brittany just turned her back and slowly walked insdie the house. She felt like she's so weak. She went straight to her room and poured her heart out, crying until she fell asleep.

Brittany looked at her reflection on the mirror carefully when the morning came. Her eyes were puffy from all the crying she did the whole night. She slowly traced her hurt and swollen lower lip with her finger. It was almost morning when she fell asleep that night. Before she dozed off, she also thought that it was partly her fault. She did something to provoke Santana and it probably was below the belt. She had no right to talk to the brunette in the way she did. She was not raised by her brother to be judgmental. She grabbed her make-up kit and started to fix her self. If not for her exam in one of her major subjects that day, she would not have come to school. She carefully covered the darkening bags under her eyes using a concealer. She also fixed her lips that was seldomly covered by a lipstick. Contented with the look of her face, she went out of her bathroom and started to prepare for school that day. She peeked inside Justin's room. The boy was still asleep like a log. She kissed the boy's forehead and went out of his room. She's sure that the boy will ask her later why she didn't say goodnight last night. Due to what happened, she didn't get to do her work last night that's why she just decided to bring her laptop with her so she could finish the layout she has started to do for a Web site suring her vacant hours. Her professor for her three o'clock subject was absent that day so she decided to go to the mini garden of the campus and finish her work there. Rachel, her close friend and her companion everyday and her every free time, was at the library and was also finish ing something for her report. Her whole attention was focused on her work when someone has put a paper bag, with a logo of a popular restaurant printed on it, on top of the keyboard of her laptop. She was sure that it was Rachel who brought her the food. Her friend knows where she is. It made the blonde smile thinking of the thoughtfulness of her friend. Rachel would always bring her food if she knows that Brittany haven't ate yet. But her smile immediately left her face when she looked up and it's not her friend whom she saw. It was the woman who caused her to cry all night.

"Uhm, I-I think y-you should eat f-first. I know you ahven't eaten l-lunch and I haven't s-seen you taking a snack either," Santana said without looking at her. With the quick glace that Brittany took towards the brunette, she saw that the other woman was tired and restless. She actually looked like she didn't get any sleep last night.

"N-no, thanks," the blonde rejected the brunette's offer even though her stomach protested and grumbled due to the good smell of the food coming out from the paper bag. How did she know that she hasn't eaten anything yet ever since she went to school this morning?

"Will you eat or do you want me to throw that laptop of yours?" she said, impatience can be heard in her voice.

"What the...!" the blonde wanted to say something but she remembered her laptop. She's on her finishing touches with her design and it was really important for her to put to risk. She took her purse and took out a fifty dollar bill and handed it to her. "I don't allow anyone to treat me." Generally, her patience is really long, but when it comes to this woman, it seems like all the balance in her hormones would just vanish. What does this woman even have that makes her so nervous and anxious every time she comes near her? Ah, well she's just probably scared of the bad things that this woman brings. Then, she noticed the crease on the other woman's face starting to show, her eyebrows meeting at the center. She was about to say something but the blonde already beat her to it.

"Will you take my payment or will you carry that paper bag and leave?" She fought with the woman's stare. It seems like she's winning again because the brunette let out a heavy sigh and got the money from her. The blonde turned her laptop off and opened the paper bag. She washed her hands with a sanitizer while the brunette was just looking at her. "You can lea -" Words were caught in her throat when she saw almond eyes staring at her face, especially at her swollen lip. She knows that the lipstick she applied can't totally cover the slight swell.

"D-does it still hurt?" She gently asked.

She was controlling herself from raising her eyebrows at the brunette upon hearing the tone of worry and concern in her voice. Oh, so this woman does know what conscience is.

"Physically? Naaah, sort of. Emotionally?" the blonde let out a bitter laugh. "Yes," she said and then just shrugged.

"Britt," she said in a pleading voice. "I'm really, really sorry. I take full responsibility for what happened. I'm so sorry," she gently said, turned her back without a warning and just left.

Her jaw slightly dropped whle she was following the retreating brunette with her gaze. Did she really hear it right? That the word "sorry" was still in the vocabulary of that woman? But what touched her the most is the regret that she saw in those sad brown eyes. It really is contrary to her arrogant personality. The blonde let out a heavy sigh. Why is she noticing a lot of things with this woman lately? She just let it go with a shrug and just started eating.