CHAPTER 20
...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...
"Britt... Brittany, please let me explain. Please listen to me... just hear me out?" the brunette pleaded in a weak voice.
The blonde wasn't startled nor surprised upon hearing the Latina's voice behind her. she felt like something warm touched her heart when she heard the brunette's broken voice that sounds like any minute now she's going to break down and cry. Not to mention the expression that's on the woman's gorgeous face which she can't seem to face and take a look at because she knows the moment she sees it, she knows that the courage and strength and the walls she built around her for the brunette to see will just crumble and fall. If only she doesn't love Santana, she probably looked for something to hit her in the head until she hisses and shouts in pain just like the pain her heart is suffering right now. But why is she feeling like this? A part of her heart is crying in pain but a the other part is still full of love that she has for the Latina? Ugh! My heart is going crazy. Britt, you are going craycray here. Get a grip of yourself!
"E-explain then, Santana," she softly said while looking at the setting sun. Oh how breath taking the bursting colors that are reflected on the sky right now... She sat on the sand and stared at the sun set. She thinks that it's only fair to give the brunette her fair chance to explain. It's also for her, to get the "what ifs" off of her head when the time comes. In the end, the decision was still hers. It is whether ro believe Santana's explanation or not.
She felt Santana sitting beside her and also looked at the sun. "Britt, the bet was true," she started.
The blonde bit her lip. It hurts even more hearing it from the person you love, confirming that the bet was true. She felt her tears prickling her blue eyes until she couldn't hold it in anymore, feeling her tears flow down on her oale cheeks. Oh my god... I never thought hearing this from her would even hurt this much more.
"But, Britt, it happened when I haven't met you yet. It happened when I haven't seen you yet. I had no idea what you look like, who you were and I know nothing about you back then. All I knew is what Puck said. He said that I should make one Brittany S. Pierce fall for me. I'm trying to be honest here, so I'll tell you everything in the best way I could, Britt-Britt. At first, it hurts to admit this, but it was really just a chellenge for me, Brittany. But not until I took my first glimpse of you..." I really hope this explanation would do... I can't wait to have my girl back.
The blonde felt her heart flutter upon hearing what the brunette said but she didn't budge and just waited for the Latina to continue speaking. She's making me love her even more...
"The very first time I laid my eyes on you, I felt something in me that I never ever felt before. You seemed to ignite this unknown feeling inside me, setting it on fire and adding more fire to it every time I see you or even just thinking about you sets my whole system on fire. But aside from setting me on fire - hypothetically speaking - you make me feel this warm and comforting feeling... It actually feels like I was coming h-home..." the brunette let out a short sarcastic and bitter laugh. "It's actually funny and ironic for me to feel like that... I have no idea what a home should be, Britt. I never had a home to come home to, it's not that I'm homeless because it's obvious that I do have a lot of houses. Those were just structures though, plain ass buildings and what not. It was never a home, an actual home with a family and all that a person could ask for, all that I could ask for. And that's what you bring me, that's what you make me feel, Brittany. The warmth, the comfort and everything I never thought I needed when I was growing up, but deep down I knew I needed them no matter what I'd do and how hard I try to convince myself otherwise. Britt, you filled the empty space inside of me. You are probably the missing puzzle piece that I have been looking and searching for so long. The moment I knew you, that's the time I knew that I have finally found my missing piece, my home. You're my missing piece, Britt. You are my home. You're the better half of me. I think I won't live - I can't live - if I won't have you back. You complete me and I'll never ever feel like this if I can't have you. And I'm really really sorry about the bet. I really never meant to hurt you, Britt. Please forgive me." I love you so much, Britt-Britt.
The blonde felt the brunette's sincerity and she felt the hurt that Santana was also feeling, not only the hurt but also the guilt and regret she's feeling. She also heard a muffled sound, sounds like a hiccup, but she was sure it was the brunette trying to hold back her sobs. No matter how much she tries to hold back and stay still and resist the woman, she just can't do it. What her heart is telling her is more overpowering her system than what her mind says. No, I just can't see her like this. It hurts me even more to have her like this.
"S-San... Santana..." she turned to look at the brunette. Dark mocha brown, almond-shaped eyes were still looking at the setting sun, not caring about the tears that are now falling out of those brown eyes, falling down those tan cheeks. I just wanna wipe and kiss those tears away. I want to hug her close tell her that everything's gonna be okay. I can't deny it no more, I still love her.
Then the brunette turned to look at her, brown eyes meeting blue ones. "I love you so much, Brittany... more than I have ever loved anyone else in this world. And I'm talking about myself here, Britt. It's indeed a serious case, I love myself so much. So, it's a big big big ass deal if I love someone else more than I love myself... which clearly is you, Brittany S. Pierce."
"Oh, San!" the blonde said while moving closer to the brunette, wiped those streaming tears on her cheeks before wrapping her arms around the petite woman and hugging her tight before she could even stop herself. The brunette responded by wrapping her arms around the blonde, hugging her even tighter. "I'm sorry, San. I'm sorry," the blonde said, then without any modesty and warning, pink thin lips landed on red plump lips. They kissed like there was no tomorrow. Lips touching, tongues dancing with each other, battling for dominance. They don't know who initiated to make the first move but all they care about is now, they are okay, and they will be okay. They are kissing and it felt like forever since they last felt and tasted each other's lips. We could definitely do this forever and I'll never get tired of it. I will never get tired of anything and everything about her. I will always love her the most. No doubt about that... they both thought to themselves, not knowing that the other is thinking just about the same thing. Ah, love...
A/N: The End!... well, not until the next chapter. hihi. sorry to say this, but this is the 2nd to the last chapter of my story, and thank you so much for sticking and bearing with me as the story went. I'll give a longer message for you all when I finally post the final chapter L-A-T-E-R. who's excited?! hihi. I know I am. anyways, thank you so much again for the support and everything. I really really do appreciate it. So, tell me what you think about this chapter. then again, thanks for all the reviews, favorites and follows so far. Feel free to keep on reviewing, following and marking this as a fave. All of you, guys, are awesome! hope you liked this chapter even though it's not that long :))