Hello this is Starshine and M&M again. Well our original plan was to do one every Friday but we really like entertaining our readers so we decided to post one every time we create a new chapter. We already have 6 done working on the 7th now. 3 chapters in 4 days. I guess that is really good. Well just keep reviewing and let us know what you think
All glee characters belong to FOX and Ryan Murphy. All side characters come from yours truly.
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Lines are drawn
Tuesday, November 18th
Santana twiddles her pencil between her fingers as she wonders how lunch went. How did lunch go? Do they care that I wasn't there? She got her answer when she felt her phone vibrate in her pocket.
Quinn 3:30pm: talk now!
Santana looks at her teacher as she continues to lecture the class on networking. "Like I need a lecture on this." she mumbles under her breath and looks back at her phone. Santana sends Quinn a reply.
Santana 3:32pm: Where?
Santana slowly and quietly packs up her stuff as she slides out of her seat and heads to her car.
Quinn3:37pm: your place?
Santana pulls her phone out of her pocket as she climbs into her black Escalade taking a moment to situate herself before responding.
Santana 3:40pm: can't Rachel and Kurt will be home from class in a few. Meet me in front of Lyrical Madness in 10.
Santana starts her car and heads to the club. I wonder what she wants. Santana ponders as she stops at a red light. I bet Rachel snitched me out. Santana sighs as she sees Quinn's baby blue Beetle in front of the club. Santana climbs out of her car looking in Quinn's vacant vehicle. "I never pecked you for a peeping Tom." Santana turns around to face Quinn's smirking face.
"Easy Fabgay your not my type. I don't think man hands would like it either." Santana smirks as she leans against Quinn's car.
"That's why I wanted to talk." Quinn cuts in, "You need to back off and quit using me against her, especially pushing her towards me. I don't need your help, it's not what she wants. Besides you have no room to talk; since you single-handedly made your relationship a mess." Quinn spits out. Santana balls her hands up and pushes herself off the car. "I don't use Brittany like a puppet like she uses you. I never got tired of her and throw her away every couple of months. She uses you it's obvious to everyone. I was trying to help you out. What about what you want." Santana says with confidence in her voice as Quinn's mask cracks and anger seeps into her eyes.
"No you just cheat on the only thing in your life you ever cared about. You guys were perfect and you most likely ruined it." Quinn steps into Santana's face so that they breathe the same air. Santana's face drops. She quickly puts on her signature smirk and leans forward whispering into Quinn's ear.
"Do you want to know why Finn can give Rachel something she needs, something you can never give her; Happiness." Santana's smirk gets bigger as Quinn pushes her back. Quinn crosses her arms defensively and raises her eyebrow daring Santana to continue. "Because he accepts who he is and you Quinn Fabray are a scared little girl who's never taken a risk in her life. Just remember while she is with anyone you don't exist, you don't matter, you never did and never will. You should just get over her and move on."
Quinn snaps, "You wanna know what's worse then me being pathetic and useless is that I didn't lose her. You wanna know why Sanny?" Quinn uses Britt's nickname for her and Santana flinches making Quinn smirk. Santana pulls her left arm back and Quinn grabs her by the forearm squeezing it as she continues. "Because I never had her and even if I did have her, I would never; do what you did. I would never make her feel like Brittany feels right now. You ruined her. She never smiles, she never talks. The fun loving girl we knew and loved is gone because you were jealous of the only support she has." Quinn sighs watching Santana seethes.
"She loves him!" Quinn shakes her head as if Santana doesn't understand anything. "ARE YOU BLIND OR JUST PLAIN STUPID!" Quinn shouts in her face in frustration "I'm starting to believe that you wouldn't know love if it slapped you in the face. You know it's sad because you've had it and now you may have lost it forever." Quinn pats Santana's cheek condescendingly before adding, "If anything you're driving her into his open arms, again." Santana lost it and before she even realized what was going on there was a huge purple welt on Quinn's cheek and her hand throbbed from the force of the blow. The fact that Quinn stood there smirking victoriously only drove Santana further.
"At least I have a chance of getting what I lost back. I don't need to mourn the same day every year." Santana lashed out without thinking. Santana was glad her body had braced it's self before she spoke, for she hardly finished as Quinn's reply stung her face. When Santana's vision stopped swimming she saw Quinn panting and trembling with rage as tears ran down her face. Santana tries to hug her, but Quinn puts her arms up and tries to push her away. Santana uses all her strength to pull Quinn into her embrace and buries her face into Quinn's shoulder.
"It's not fair, you can't say that and start crying." Quinn voice breaks, "It's not fair." Quinn whispers as she fully surrenders to Santana's embrace. The fading ringtone of 'Who Rules the World' reaches their ears just as it ends. Brittany's ring tone. The thought strikes Santana causing her to sigh and release Quinn from her vice grip. Quinn looks at Santana apologetically. "I have to go."
"I know." Santana says. Santana watches as Quinn walks over to her car. Santana shakes her head then calls out after her. "You can't keep taking on everyone's pain." Quinn looks back at Santana with a look that says 'I do what I want.' Santana gives her a final wave as Quinn pulls out then mumbles to herself, "You deserve to be happy."
Brittany sighs as she hears Quinn's voicemail play on the other line. Brittany abruptly closes her phone. She pinches the bridge of her nose in frustration. why is she not answering her phone. Brittany lays back on her bed placing the laptop on her stomach as her skype messenger alerts her that someone is online.
Dad is online
Brittany clicks on her fathers name pulling up the video call. Lord Tubbington waddles into her room and jumps on her bed. Purring at her. "come here Tubbs" Brittany pats the spot next to her as the cat sits next to her. Brittany continues to pet him as her dads strong face and blue eyes appear on the screen. "Daddy!" Brittany squeals in excitement as she greets her dad.
"Hey ducky," Brittany's dad smiles widely at her.
"I missed you. How is mom?" Lord Tubs purrs as he hears the familiar voice of the older Pierce.
"She is good honey. We are both great how are you?" He asks. She nervously chew her lip while focusing on the hand that's petting Lord Tubbington.
"I'm doing great Dad" Brittany's dad eyes her skeptically.
"Brittany Susan Pierce. Don't you lie to me" Brittany is shocked at her fathers tone.
"I'm sorry. I'm doing ok I just…." Brittany sighs. "miss her is all" Her dads eyes soften as he can see how sad his daughter is.
"Go talk to her." Her dad says firmly.
"What?!" Brittany's face turns to shock as she stares at the screen. Brittany moves the laptop off her lap, and sits up crossing her legs as she considers her dads answer.
"Look pumpkin. I understand, she made a mistake. But things happen and you should just listen to what she has to say." Brittany smiles softly towards him. Tubbs growls at the screen showing his disagreement with her dads answer.
"Oh hush you" Brittany chaste towards her cat. "Alright I guess I will try." Brittany smiles
" Oh Hailey wants to say hey" Brittany watches her little sister appear on the screen.
"BRITTY!" Hailey shouts at the computer startling Brittany and Tubbs.
"Hey Hailey how is school?" Brittany asks her sister and listens to her rant about cheerleading and boys. Hailey is not like Brittany. She is into popularity and boys. Hailey is 12 and is in middle school. McKinley Middle School. "Ok well I have to go honey, I got to cook dinner for this one. I love you call more often." her dad appears on the screen again waving then signing off.
Brittany shoves her laptop to the bottom of the bed. She puts her hands behind her head as she falls backwards. Lord Tubbington hisses as she accidentally lays on his tail. He waddles out of Brittany's room. Brittany closes her eyes as thoughts of Santana fills her mind.
Brittany sighs contently as she lays against Santana's headboard while her girlfriend is sitting next to her with her laptop across her lap. They just got finished looking at three houses that they would like to move into. Brittany smiles as she puts her head on Santana's shoulder. "I got to pee babe, you need to move your head for a minute" Santana chuckles while waiting for Brittany to move.
"But I don't wanna." Brittany pouts and wraps her arms around Santana's midsection.
"Please?" Santana's voice gets softer.
Brittany giggles then reluctantly moves her head as she watches her girlfriend sprints to the bathroom. Brittany hears a familiar whistling noise from Santana's phone.
"Britt can you get that" Santana yells from the bathroom. Brittany hears water running as she picks up Santana's phone opening the message.
Elise: I'm sorry for last Friday you did pursue me when I tried to stop you.
Brittany scrunches up her eyebrows with confusion as she looks at the message questioningly. I wonder what this means. "Hey baby who-" Santana words die out as she sees Brittany's confused face. Santana leans over Brittany's shoulder reading the message.
"What happened San?" Brittany looks at Santana questioningly. Brittany observes Santana as she fidgets with her hands.
"Baby" Brittany stands up taking Santana's hands in her own. "You know I love you." Santana starts off. She nervously bits her lip and stares at the ground.
"I love yo-" Brittany is cut off while Santana shakes her head rapidly. "You wont after I tell you what happened."
Brittany watches as tears fall down Santana's face. she didn't, she is lying, she couldn't, she would never. She loves me. Doesn't she? Brittany questions everything Santana has ever said as it dawns on her. Brittany shakes her head slowly not believing that Santana would do that. She wouldn't throw this all away. Would she? Santana looks up at Brittany with pleading eyes.
Brittany puts both hands up to her mouth as tears form in her eyes. No she wouldn't. A sob escapes Brittany's mouth. Santana reaches toward her but Brittany steps back shaking her head. "You Cheated" Brittany says it out loud. Making it more real. Brittany realizes at that moment everything would change.
Brittany sits up breathing heavy she brings her right hand up to her face feeling her cheeks moist from crying. "Britt?" Brittany wipes her face as she hears Sam on the other side of the door. Can't I catch a break she inwardly sighs. "Come in" She takes a deep breath and smiles as Sam comes in with Lord Tubbington in tow.
"Hey Britt, meet me out in the living room in 5 ok?" Sam smiles wickedly to himself as Brittany nods slowly. Sam heads to his room as Brittany drags her feel to the couch and sits criss cross on the couch. Brittany eyes Sam curiously from the couch when he exits his room from behind her. Sam smiles gleefully as he rifles through his iPod on his way past Brittany. Brittany places her elbow on the arm of the couch and uses her hand to rest her head. She continues to watch Sam as he places his iPod onto it's stand. Sam's right foot begins tapping to the beat of the rhythm of the music that began to play.
Clock strikes upon the hour, as the sun begins to fade,
Sam turns to Brittany and motions for her to join him in the middle of the living room. Brittany sits back and shakes her head. Sam shrugs and begins dancing embarrassingly by himself.
Still enough time to figure out, how to chase my blues away, I've done alright up till now, It's the light of day that show's us how, and when the night falls my lonely heart calls
Brittany gives a light hearted smile and rolls her eyes as Sam's dance moves get even more ridiculous. Brittany barely notices as Quinn enters the room and stifles a laugh of her own. Sam grooves over to Quinn as she drops something off in the kitchen. Quinn mouths 'save me' to Brittany as Sam dances around her in circles in what Brittany assumes must be some obscure mating ritual.
I wanna dance with somebody, I wanna feel the heat with somebody, Ya, I wanna dance with somebody, Somebody that loves me,
Sam continues dancing around Quinn as she makes her way to Brittany. Brittany continues to shake her head adamantly as Quinn pulls her off the couch. Quinn pouts at Brittany until she joins in the dancing. The three of them dance around the room freely as the song continues to play. The song ends and the three of them collapse in a pile on the couch for a moment before Sam jumps back up. "I've got to run, told Puck I'd make some changes to the stage for him." Sam says. He waves good bye as he grabs his keys and heads out the door.
"I got some Chinese." Quinn tells Brittany as another song starts to play in the background. "We should probably get to it before Lord Tubby." Quinn gives Brittany a sly smile. Brittany frowns at Quinn with concern as she notices the large purple welt on Quinn's normally perfect face. Quinn curses herself inwardly as she hurries into the kitchen away from Brittany's questioning eyes. "It's nothing." Quinn tries to make Brittany's curiosity go away. "What happened are you okay." Brittany gives Quinn a moment before following her into the kitchen. The realization that Quinn hid that side of her face from Brittany since she arrived home slowly dawned on Brittany. "Did you go back to Perked and have it out with that waitress." Brittany asked hoping that it was an epic duel for Rachel's favor. Quinn chuckles softly to herself as she clears off the table and begins setting it for them.
Sometimes I go out by myself and I look across the water
Quinn rushes back into the living room and takes Sam's iPod from it's stand turning it off. That was close. Quinn sighs quietly as she looks into the Kitchen at Brittany. I'm tired of everyone tip toeing around me, I can listen to her sing and you can talk about her! I'm not that Broken!" Brittany states firmly to Quinn. Quinn can tell she's lying but she lets it slide as she sees the seriousness that radiates off her best friend. Quinn walks to the couch and sits and waits for Brittany to join her. Brittany faces Quinn and touches her face softly with her left hand. Quinn flinches and stares questioningly at Brittany. "Santana hit you, didn't she?" Brittany says knowingly. Quinn shrugs shaking her head in frustration, Brittany removes her hand. "Tell me!" Brittany uses a more forceful voice.
"Yes we talked, and it got out of hand a little." Brittany grits her teeth as Quinn continues, "It's my fault I said things I shouldn't have. She's just so frustrating when she gets like this." Quinn's exasperation comes out in her voice as she avoids eye contact.
"That wasn't so hard." Brittany states as she puts on a brave face for Quinn. "I'm sure your not the only person who said things they shouldn't have." Brittany places her hand over Quinn's that was resting on her leg. "I'm going to take care of this." Brittany grabs her cell phone.
"No!" Quinn shouts as she rapidly shakes her head, "I shouldn't of instigated, I slapped her too." Quinn begins talking quickly. Brittany just shrugs Quinn's comments off.
"I'm tired of people making excuses for her. She's an adult. She makes her own decisions, she shouldn't treat people she loves like this!" Brittany stands up and starts to walk out of the apartment.
"Please you don't have to do this." Quinn pleads.
"I want to!" Brittany closes the door behind her and Quinn falls back onto the couch. Brittany paces outside the apartment letting her frustration and confidence build. "It's now or never." she mutters to herself as she presses the call icon. The phone barely has a chance to ring before Santana's voice answers desperately. "I love you!"
"It doesn't seem like you love anyone." Brittany responds tartly. "your actions tell a different story." Brittany says pointedly. Santana takes a deep breathe and holds it, trying to bite back a sob. I deserve this. Santana thinks to herself as Brittany goes on. "You cheated, you messed up. Slapping our friends around cause you can't control your urges-"
"That bitch!" Santana cut in letting her anger push away the utter despair that was devouring her.
"Did you think I wouldn't notice. That I wouldn't know what happened once I saw her face." Brittany pauses giving Santana a chance to explain.
"She hit me too." Santana says childishly, "That's just how we handle each other." Santana states calling on the defense that would come to her. "I didn't mean to mention Beth." Santana said her voice pleading for forgiveness.
"What the fuck did you say?" Brittany's voice rang over the phone line. Oh, fuck she didn't tell her. Santana thought as she collapsed to the floor suddenly sobbing. "You know she's not over losing the baby! How could you use that against her. I don't even know who you are!" Brittany's voice builds to a crescendo then cuts off suddenly. Santana wails as the dial tone takes over the phone line. Santana throws herself forward onto the floor breaking down knowing on one could hear her or would care even if they did.
Brittany stares at her phone in irritation and wipes the tears flowing from her eyes. Brittany takes a moment to compose herself before heading back into the apartment. Quinn stands up quickly as she hears the door open and closes. "What she say? What happened? Is she okay? Are you okay?" Quinn bombards Brittany with questions as she enters.
"I don't know anymore." Brittany says monotone. As she walks into her room and falls onto her bed leaving the door open. I don't know who she is. She lied to me. Cheated on me. Now she is using her pain against others. She has NO right. Quinn stands in Brittany's door listening to the muffling cries of her friend. Quinn knocks on her door. " You haven't eaten dinner yet." Quinn says softly.
"I'm not hungry." Brittany sniffles an answer to Quinn. Quinn frons as she makes her way to Brittany. Quinn climbs in bed pulling Brittany to her chest. "It's going to be ok." Quinn repeats softly while running her fingers through Brittany's hair. "She isn't the same without you." Quinn states firmly.
"I don't know if she will have the choice anymore." Brittany whispers into Quinn's chest. Quinn rocks Brittany to sleep as she continues to cry.
Songs:
I wanna dance with somebody-Original is Fleetwood Mac
but for this story we used the glee version.