CHAPTER 19

..."Sorry, Brittany, but you'll be okay though," she heard Quinn said before she totally lost her consciousness...

"Have you called Sugar?" Puck asked Quinn. Mike was driving the van that they were using. They made sure that no one saw them before they carried Brittany in the car.

"Yeah, they already have Santana," Quinn answered. "But I tell you, don't be shocked when you see the black eye on Finn's face. Santana had a fight with them. Like, physically fought them."

"How and why on earth did she do that?" Mike asked, chuckling.

"Well, I don't know what act Finn and Sugar pulled off. Maybe they felt acting like hoodlums or gangsters and decided to wear bonnets. Plain stupid and nonsense. There, Santana probably thought she was being attacked by criminals. Well, I can't blame her. If I were in her place, I would have done the same thing even if I'm not really cut off for physical fights and all that. Those two were crazy for pulling that shit off with San. They know her enough for them to do that."

"Ha! Wow! This is exciting. Oh, by the way, where are bringing these two again?" Mike asked.

"Santana has a new resort somewhere out-of-town. I'm positive that after this, they'll surely be okay and they'll be back together. Let's just hope for the best," Puck said before taking a glance on the sleeping blonde at the backseat with Quinn.

"But what about the kid?" Quinn.

"I sent someone to talk to the boys nanny. I'm sure she could pacify the kid in case he looks for Brittany," Puck explained.

Brittany, the woman she loves, was right there lying on the bed in front of her. She can't see those sparkling ocean blue eyes but the blonde was sleeping peacefully. I can't afford to wake her up seeing her in this peaceful state. Tan hands started to run up and down those blonde locks, then soothed those pale cheeks. She let her finger trace the shape of those lips she loved the most, hoping to feel them on hers again. She's beautiful, always beautiful. And oh how much I love those pink lips, that gorgeous smile that could take my breath away... and those sparkling blue eyes that i can't get enough of. I could totally stare at them forever and never get tired of it. It could easily hypnotize me... They could even melt my heart with one single glance. God, I love her so much.

"Oh god, Britt... what have I done?" the Latina whispered. Tears started to fall from tired brown eyes.

Her other hand held onto pale ones, bringing it close to her lips, planting a soft kiss on it, then she placed it on her tan cheeks, feeling the warmth of those hands against her skin before putting it back down on the bed but never letting go. Tan fingers interwined with long pale ones.

"I never meant to hurt you, Britt-Britt. I promise... I never wanted to intentionally hurt you. Fuck. I'm so stupid. I'm really really stupid. I'm so sorry, baby. I hope you'll forgive me. I love you so much. I love you so so so much, Britt. I never want to lose you, I'll never let you go..." then the Latina started sobbing, hoping that the blonde would soon wake up so they could talk. She stopped talking, knwoing that the blonde was deeply asleep and she couldn't probably hear her anyway. But she continued to run her hand up and down Brittany's blonde locks and pale cheeks - soothing, comforting and caressing them - and her other hand never did let go with pale ones. I'm in a totally deep shit... Fix this, Lopez. You need to get your woman back. You definitely are useless without her. Look at yourself! You love her so much, you crazy woman. Get her back the moment she wakes up!

Brittany woke up with the feeling of someone caressing her cheek and blonde locks. There was soft hand holding her pale ones. Based on the warmth and comfort that hand brings her, she knows who the other person in the room is. She wants to remove her hand away from the one that's holding her, but her body just doesn't seem willing to cooperate with her mind. She slowly opened her blue eyes, preparing herself to confront the Latina.

Her guess was right because she saw Santana holding her hand. The woman looked to miserable. She looked like she was ran over a truck a million times, back and forth. Or was attacked by a super typhoon. Her raven hair was disheveled, it was just all over the place, and her beautiful brown eyes were tired and red. Had she been crying? I don't want to see her like this... it's breaking my heart. But could my heart get more broken than it is now? I think not, but I don't know.

She pulled her hand away from the brunette's grip and turned on the other side of the room. When she finally realized it, her eyes went wide. She wasn't in her own room. What's happening? And, uh, where the hell am I? Care to explain this to me? This isn't my room.

Confused, she tried to remember what happened that day. Her jaw dropped when she remembered that when she opened the door to her house, she saw the brunette's friends standing outside, then they covered her nose and let her breathe something in that caused her to lose her consciousness. Then after that, she doesn't remember anything anymore. Like, at all.

she got up from the bed and faced the Latina. "You planned this, didn't you? You were the one who told your friends to kidnap me. You did this!" she accused the woman, fuming with anger. Oh... I really don't get angry or mad a lot. But who would be happy if they were kidnapped? Oh, come on.

"F-forgive me, babe..." she said, her voice is hoarse. She was trying to reach for the blonde but the blonde flinched away.

The blonde shook her head disbelievingly, raising her hands as if to tell the Latina to stop what she was about to do, and tears started to prickle her eyes. "You're just making me hate you more." Tears finally fell from blue eyes, down to pale cheeks. I can't afford to hate her... you know that. She gently wiped her tears before going out of the house they were satying in. She was surprised to see the wide blue sea in front of her the moment she got out. Well, then it seems like they were in a beach house and it was probably a private one since it was the only house standing right there. It seems like it was kilometers away for them to reach the nearest house. Who amongst them in their group of friends could probably own this place? If not for what she's feeling right now, she's probably going crazily amazed about how beautiful this place is. This place was just so magical... breathtaking.

She smiled a bitter smile while staring at the calm water, crossing her arms around her waist, hugging herself and feeling the breeze coming from the sea. It was the total opposite of what she's feeling right now. Ah, Brittany...

A/N: Updaaaate! so here you have it. hope it isn't too short. :) and again, now, I'm sad to say that we're getting near... pretty pretty near to the story's end. Will they fix this or not? We'll definitely know about that. But yeah, more or less, I have 2 chapters left. So i don't know. Please hold on 'til the end. Let me know what you think :) Feel free to leave your revs, and feel free to fave and follow. I'm really grateful for your support y'all! Thank you for all the reviews, the faves and the follows. I really really really appreciate it... from the bottom of my personal heart and my Brittana heart. Thank you so much! hope you like the latest update. Another one will be up as soon as I can. probably tomorrow, along with the ending of the story. So, we'll see. Then again, thank you! 'til the next chapter!