I'm glad you guys were so receptive :). I appreciate all of your kind words, they mean a lot. I am sorry to tell you, it's not over yet. Hahaha.
Also, someone said that Santana never gave Britt a chance to explain. My ex thought I cheated on her, I didn't, but she ended the relationship without letting me explain. So, I'm writing by experience. Sorry if that seems unreal, or a bad way of writing the scene.
Santana sat in her hotel room and stared at the wall. When Artie came last night, she blew up without giving Brittany a chance to explain and she wished she had stayed calmer. She huffed and laid down on the bed. She couldn't believe everything that had happened, and she wished she could go back in time. Brittany was so perfect for her, she missed her already.
Brittany picked up her phone and called Rachel, she knew how to fix this, and she just needed help. She had tried calling Santana, but the Latina hadn't answered any of her calls. It made the blonde girl sad, but she understood. The tan girl thought that she had cheated on her. Rachel picked up on the third ring.
"Hey Britt, what's up?"
"I need your help." Brittany said her voice cracking.
"What's wrong?" Rachel asked concerned.
"Just come over okay?"
"I'll be right there." The brunette said and hung up. She didn't know what was going on but she wanted to find out. Quinn came out of their room and looked at her girlfriend.
"Who was that?"
"Brittany. I gotta go over there." She said and got her purse. She kissed her girlfriend goodbye and walked out the door. Quinn smiled to herself. Today was the perfect day to go pick out the perfect ring for the brunette. She would need help though, so she called Santana.
Rachel knocked on the door to Brittany's house and waited. She didn't know what was going on, but she could hear how sad the blonde was. She wanted to help, and if it was Santana that hurt her friend, she would kill the Latina. Brittany answered the door and Rachel noticed her eyes were red and puffy from crying. She immediately pulled the taller girl into a hug, and the blonde sank into her and started crying. After a few minutes of crying, Brittany stood up and walked over to her couch.
"I need your help." She said as Rachel sat next to her.
"Okay, how so?"
"I messed up…. Really bad…." She said tears starting to well up again.
"Tell me everything." Rachel said putting a hand on Brittany's shoulder.
"So you guys broke up?" Quinn asked as she took a bite of her salad. She and Santana had met up to go ring shopping, when Santana dropped the bomb that she and Brittany weren't together anymore.
"She cheated on me, Q."
"Maybe there is another explanation." Santana shrugged and continued eating her hamburger.
"I don't want to talk about it. When do you plan on proposing?"
"Next Friday."
"Why then?" Santana said laughing.
"Well, it's our anniversary…. And I have it all planned out. I'm gonna take her to central park, and we'll have a picnic and then boom! I pop the question."
"You're so romantic." Santana said sarcastically.
"Well I can't tell you everything!" she said laughing. She knew Rachel would be surprised and she would say yes. Quinn might not have been the most romantic person, but she knew how to make her girl happy. They finished eating and walked over to the jewelers.
Brittany had told Rachel everything, and while the brunette wasn't happy with Brittany for keeping the Artie thing a secret, she understood in a way. For the past hour she had been helping Brittany practice what she was going to say to Santana. Now all they had to do was find a way to make the girl meet up with the blonde. Brittany was worried. She didn't know if Santana would believe her, and she didn't want to even think if she didn't. She kept repeating what she was going to say in front of Rachel, but it wasn't the same as saying it to Santana.
"I called Quinn. She's with Santana and they said they would meet me for dinner at my place."
"What about me?"
"You'll be there too, Santana just doesn't know. What she doesn't know won't hurt her right?"
"I guess. Let me get ready."
It was around seven when Quinn and Santana arrived at the diva and HBIC's house. Santana had to admit, the girls had nice taste. Their house was very clean and modern designed. They did have a friend who was an interior designer so that helped. Santana sat at the table, which already had the food on it when she saw her.
"What are you doing here?" she asked standing and defensively crossing her arms over her chest. Quinn and Rachel watched from the kitchen.
"I need to talk to you…." Brittany said.
"Fine." Santana huffed and sat back down at the table. Brittany sat down next to her.
"I didn't cheat on you. Artie lost his job, and asked me for one as a last resort. I didn't want to tell you until I was sure I was giving him a job, because I knew you would be mad. I'm sorry I kept it from you. But I never ever would cheat on you."
"Of course I'd be mad! That douchebag is going to try to get with you again!" Santana yelled. She believed Brittany, but she was mad nonetheless.
"No, he's not that kind of guy. I have a song…" Santana nodded.
"Kay."
I don't care what they say
Cause I have seen when we run we make it rain
Let's keep going for miles
Playin under the stormy darkened skies
Can you be mine?
Push me to the wall let them see baby I don't care at all
I'm not letting this go
Like a flower breaking through we've grown
Together now
Santana softened a bit and smiled at the blonde.
I don't care what they say cause I have seen when we run we make it rain
There's nothing better than this
I'll keep wanting you for just one more kiss
So make it rain
When the world makes me tired, and my mind feels
like it was set on fire, you look at me and smile,
With your brown eyes you call my heart and I can breath again.
Brittany smiled at Santana, and kept singing. She knew this would work.
I don't care what they say cause I have seen when we run we make it rain
There's nothing better than this
I'll keep wanting you for just one more kiss
So make it rain
I've waited for you to come
Maybe this is not the right time
Maybe we'll hold off for just a little while
Until you're mine
I don't care what they say
I have seen when we run we make it rain
There's nothing better than this
I'll keep wanting you for just one more kiss
Can you be mine?
Cause I don't care what they say
Cause I have seen when we run we make it rain
There's nothing better than this
I'll keep wanting you for just one last kiss
Can you be mine?
Can you be mine?
Can you be mine?
Ohh now you're mine
Brittany ended the song and looked at Santana expectantly. Rachel held Quinn's and held her breath. The blonde laughed quietly at her girlfriend, but watched as Santana sat thinking.
Santana didn't know what to do. She could take her back, and have to worry about Artie, or she could not take her back and be unhappy.
"I'm sorry I blew up… I'll be yours again." Santana smiled as Brittany's face lit up. Brittany jumped and hugged the Latina tightly. She had her girl back, and that was all that mattered. Rachel and Quinn came out of the kitchen and clapped happily. They ate their dinner, and chatted until it was late. Brittany took Santana by her hotel and got her stuff. The Latina wouldn't worry about Artie too much, until the time came. Brittany would be hers, and no one else's
Make It Rain – Colbie Caillat.