Ok everyone lets get this straight. Relationships get messy then both of the people are the bad guy. Depending on point of view. We all do stupid stuff when emotional. Brittany is by no means the bad guy. Santana cheated and yes but she also been having backlash from it for the past 3 weeks. I think she suffered enough. we all need to forgive the person if we really want to make love happen. I understand the last chapter was/is confusing but you have to know it will clear up and it will make sense in a few chapters. This chapter is mainly Faberry.
All glee characters belong to FOX and Ryan Murphy. All side characters belong to your's truly.
Double Date Alone
Wednesday, November 26th
Santana shifts uncomfortably waking up as the events from last night fill her head. She realizes Quinn's arm is draped over her and one of their legs are tangled together. Santana tries to gently escape from the prison of Quinn's body without waking her, but the more she struggles the harder Quinn holds on. "Rachel, don't go." Quinn mutters still sleeping. Santana finally pulls herself from Quinn's desperate embrace huffing as she realizes Quinn has turned her attention to Bo. Santana forcefully removes the unicorn from Quinn's possession and put's a pillow in Bo's place. Santana hugs Bo for a moment squeezing him tightly and turning her body back and forth before putting it far from Quinn's reach. Santana walks downstairs mumbling. "Dumb Quinn, ruining my beauty sleep." Santana stomps her way down the stairs where she sees Rachel singing while making her non-dairy waffles.
"And I will Always Love You!" Rachel sings loudly. Santana covers both her ears while walking past Rachel to get her morning coffee. Santana huffs when Rachel gets close to her ear and continues to sing the one line.
"Rachel I suggest you put 10 feet between us or you will seriously be missing your vocal cords." Santana smirks when she hears Rachel scooting away.
"My, my, testie this morning, wake up on the wrong side of the bed?" Rachel continues to hum as she checks her waffles.
"More like shoved to the wrong side." Santana sits at their table eyeing Rachel." Why are you so chipper?" Santana asks half caring.
"Hoping you won't want to ruin it, by bitching me out for yesterday. So who's the lucky lady?" Rachel asks shyly. "Did you want some?" Rachel throws some onto the plate.
"As much as I love to have some of your disgusting non human food. I will pass." Santana rolls her eyes. "Thanks for making me your escape goat. I didn't sleep with anyone." Santana takes a drink of her black coffee.
"She would have asked me what's up, and im just not ready to talk about it." Rachel explains as her phone starts to ring.
Boys call you sexy and you don't care what they say, Every time you turn around they scream your name
Rachel frantically answers her phone as Santana watches curiously. "Hey Carli, What's up?" Rachel looks at Santana who raises her eyebrows. "They'll let you do that? Yeah I'm free tonight." Rachel says as she turns her back to Santana's guessing eyes. "Yes it's a date, your amazing. "Rachel says a little shocked.
Santana hears footsteps behind her she turns to see Quinn's form limping back up the staris after picking up pieces of the conversation. Rachel turns and follow Santana eyes up the stairs. "Who was that?" Rachel asks suspiciously.
"So what did Carli want?" Santana sends one last lingering look where Quinn was before turning to Rachel. "You seem excited for this date." Santana leans on the palm of her hand while watch Rachel
"Wow, she got her bosses to let her use the restaurant tonight for just the two of us." Rachel says still a little shocked
"Do you like her?" Santana asks.
"What's not to like?" Rachel tip toes around the question.
Santana taps her finger on the table softly while looking up, thinking. "Um how about the fact she doesn't have blonde hair hazel eyes and is a complete closeted nerd."
Rachel sighs. "Santana I have no idea what you mean, She's clearly very happy with Joel and nothing I do is going to change that. Rachel shrugs sadly. "Maybe its time for me to move on also"
"Oh my god! Do you two hear yourselves sometimes." Santana throws her hand sup in exaggeration. "This is ridiculous" Santana puts her cup in the sink and heads upstairs.
"Hey could you help me up to the apartment? I still feel a little dizzy." Quinn asks softly cradling her head between her hands as Santana pulls up to her apartment. "Thanks for last night." Quinn mumbles sincerely.
"First you steal my bed now my time." Santana reluctantly gets out of the car putting Quinn's arm around her shoulder pulling her close as they take the steps one at a time." Quinn you have to help me here" Santana gasps once they arrived at the top. "Lazy Ass! You just wanted me to carry you up here." Santana shoves Quinn off her and and wipes the imaginary dirt off her leather jacket and tight fitted jeans.
"You seemed to be enjoying yourself so I figured I'd let you go all out." Quinn says trying to steady herself. Then she hands Santana her key. "can you get the door, I can't see a damn thing."
"You are really useless you know that!" Santana snatches the key out of her hand and puts it into the lock opening the door. Santana shuffles inside. "Anything else Princess?" Santana sneers.
Quinn tries to follow her into the apartment but slams into the door frame instead. "Fuck!" Quinn yells holding her head. "No Santana give me a moment and I'll trip down the stairs and solve all your problems."
"How would that solve my problems? You would just make me carry your casket to your grave all by myself." Santana grabs Quinn's hand and pulls her into the kitchen where they see Brittany and Sam eating breakfast.
Brittany watches as Santana and Quinn enter the kitchen. "Have breakfast with us." She shouts eagerly before she notices Santana holding Quinn's hand intimately. Her bright demeanor fades and is over taken by jealousy and regret. "Unless you guys need to talk privately." Brittany mumbles, confusion eating away at her thoughts.
Santana notices Brittany's gaze that are focused on their hands. Santana lets go of Quinn's hand and shakes her head. "We are good and I don't think Trouty would like me if I ruined "us" time." Santana chaste.
"If Brittany wants you here it's fine. Nothing can ruin "us time" Sam says air quoting "us time". He shoves more food into his mouth not bothering to look up as Quinn bumps into the table. "This is ridiculous." Quinn mutters to herself in frustration.
"Alright where are your glasses at Q? I'll go get them." Santana mumbles staying from the table like it's the plague.
"Bathroom counter, Thank you so much, I'd never make it in one piece. " Quinn says relief filling her. Brittany gets up and helps Quinn into a chair as Santana heads to grabs Quinn her glasses.
"Thanks, Santana." Brittany's voice chases Santana out of the room. Santana heads to the bathroom grabbing Quinn's glasses. She takes a moment to collect herself. Santana Lopez what are you doing? This is a bad you need to leave nowSantana heads downstairs noticing a plate with pancakes sitting in front of a chair between Brittany and Quinn. Santana walks towards Quinn putting her glasses in front of her then taking a step back.
"Join us Santana." Quinn says nicely. Brittany looks at Santana with the puppy dog eyes. Santana glances at her.
"Ugh" Santana immediately turns around away from Brittany. Not the Puppy Dog eyes. That's so cheating. Santana sighs. "I have to go. Bye Quinn." Santana practically sprints to the door pulling it open and stepping out closing the door behind her. Santana sighs audibly. Santana takes a few steps before she hears a voice behind her.
"San." Brittany says almost inaudibly. Santana freezes in her spot. Brittany slowly puts her arms around Santana just above her waist and leans her head gently into the Latina's back. "I'm so sorry." Brittany says desperately. Santana fells Brittany's body tremble uncontrollably and doesn't have to turn to know she is crying.
"Britt.." Santana says longingly. "It's okay" Santana turns around wrapping her arms around Brittany's neck burring her face into her neck. "I'm so sorry…I didn't mean to…with Elise." Santana chokes back a sob.
"I miss you so much, I don't know how to exist without you anymore." Brittany's voice breaks as he continues to cry.
"I miss you too Britt-Britt" Santana leans back looking up at Brittany. She wipes the tears that fall down the tall blonde's face. "I promise we will be ok. I need you to trust me again." Santana puts distance between the two knowing it would be good for them. The string tugs at her heart when she finally lets go of the women.
Brittany takes a deep breathe composing herself. "I want to trust you, I do. When I see you with anyone my head just goes wild. I love you Santana, I'm so sorry." Brittany says breaking down again crying into her palms.
"Hey, look at me." Santana tugs at Britts hands. Brittany wipes the tears back from her eyes and looks at Santana softly.
"I love you. And I will do everything I can to get you to forgive me. I am not giving up on us ever. Just give me the chance to get you back. "Santana talks with determination in her eyes and confidence in her voice.
"I-I-I do forgive you." Brittany says timidly. " I just don't understand what happened." the blonde beauty pauses before going on "Can we hang out some time and talk, You know. About everything?"
"Friday?" Santana asks shyly not sure if she can handle rejection again.
"Okay, Friday." Brittany smiles then begins to fidget nervously. "Is it Friday yet?"
Santana chuckles at Brittany being adorable. "Not yet, but it will be soon. I guess I will see you in two days."
Santana smiles while writing an email to her mother. The several adorable texts she has received from Brittany since dropping off Quinn had definitely brightened her day. The email was to fill her mom in on what was going on since she was out of the country. Santana grows more annoyed with every second that passes by with Kurt gushing to Blaine about whatever. Santana doesn't pay attention to anything that Kurt has been saying. Santana's phone buzzes for attention. This girl doesn't quit. Santana thinks to herself as she checks her phone.
Brittany 2:57pm: Doing FF2, want ur feedback.
Santana excitedly clicks on favorites and heads to Brittany's website.
"Hey this is Brittany and today on Fondue For Two I brought my new friend Joel." Brittany pulls out her phone sending a quick txt to Santana.
Brittany 3:03pm: How was that?
Santana laughs. It dies out when she can hear Kurt next to her. " Hey Kurt, Did you tell Blaine how you were flirting with Joely the other day." She snickers then grabs her headphones blocking Kurt out while he yells at her to mind her own business.
Santana 3:10pm: Great Britt-Britt.
Santana zones back in as Brittany continues.
"Well Santana says its good. Yay!" Brittany claps. Brittany then pats the empty seat next to her motioning for someone to join her. Joel's large figure fills the camera for a moment before taking his seat. Joe's shirt was covered in some kind of white powder. " Thanks Joel for joining us on such short notice."
"Always willing to help Brittany." Joel gives her a smile. " and it get's me out fo that disaster you call a kitchen."
"I heard that." Quinn's voice comes from way off camera.
Brittany 3:15pm: What should I ask him?
Santana 3:19pm: If Lord Tubbington needs to go on a diet?
Brittany 3:21pm: That's not nice san.
"Does Lord Tubbington need to go on a diet?" Brittany asks looking up from her phone.
Joel gives Brittany a perplexed look, "Who?" Brittany slighty jerks her head off screen. Joel uses his eyes to follow her motion. "Uh, and some exercise, yes." Joel answers sheepishly.
I have a spin class do you think he'll like it?" Brittany asks fiddling with her phone again.
"Yeah," Joel scoffs, "Who doesn't enjoy a good spin class" Joel smiles sweetly.
Brittany 3:24pm: Hey would you mind joining a spin class with me and LT?
Santana 3:28pm: You r not serious.
Santana watches the screen and notices Brittany's trademarked pout.
Santana 3:31pm: Ok goofball put the that pout away, I will go.
Brittany flashes a brilliant smile at Joel who looks at her with confusion. "Nothing." Brittany says cheerfully.
"Why do I feel like I'm missing half the conversation?" Joel gives a goofball smile. Brittany shrugs and continues to smile.
"FIRE! Joel it's on fire!" Quinn screams distantly. Joel jumps up and rushes off camera and Brittany looks deep into the camera.
"Guess we'll finish this later, LOOOVVEEE YOOOUUU!" Brittany says sweetly as the stream cuts off.
Brittany 3:30pm: What did you think?
Santana 3:33 pm: It was amazing Britt-Britt =)
Santana closes her lab top looking around no one is around and begins to carry her stuff upstairs.
Santana 3:36pm: Wait did I hear the word fire?
Brittany 3:37pm: What? Oh maybe, Joel is putting it out.
Santana 3:39pm: What, huh?
Santana lays on her bed waiting for a reply. She looks at Bo. "What are you looking at?" Santana eyes the unicorn, "I'm allowed to be happy." Santana looks at the ceiling. Real mature, I'm talking to a unicorn.
"Santana!" her name brings her hurtling back to the waking world. "Santana! I need you." Rachel continues to call to her as she walks up the steps to Santana's room.
"Ugh" Santana slams a pillow into her face. "What time is it?" Santana muffles through her pillow.
"It's 6 in the evening, I've got to be there by 7:30, please help me." Rachel pleads from the doorway.
"Just go in a bag. That will look better then what you are wearing right now." Santana sits up rubbing her eyes.
"That's good because I'm practically naked. Paper or plastic?" Rachel retorts.
"Oh my God! Get out! Get out! Your naked ass needs to get out of my room." Santana tosses a pillow blindly towards the door.
"You could of at least snuck a peek, way to make a girl feel self conscious." Rachel says with mock hurt.
"I'll be there in a minute just get out." Santana says dramatically.
"Fine, fine, hurry up." Rachel says as she heads back down the stairs. Santana looks at her flashing cell phone.
Brittany 4:03pm: Joel says Quinn used a unique set of skills to set a grease fire.
Brittany 4:05pm: He says he didn't give her any grease, and she says she followed the instructions.
Brittany 4:15: Naptime!
Santana 6:09: Sorry Britt just woke up, of course Quinn can do anything apparently
Santana smiles to herself as she heads to Rachel's room. Santana arrives to Rachel pacing back and forth holding up two equally hideous outfits. "So what do you think?" Rachel turns to Santana and holds both outfits in front of her ghastly pink robe.
"I think if you never want to see her again either of those will work." Santana walks into Rachel's closet and begins going through her clothes.
Kurt's voice calls from Rachel's bedroom door, "So we trying to get Rachel laid?"
"What, No!" Rachel almost screams embarrassment coloring all over her. Kurt rushes past Rachel to help Santana find something passable. Rachel begins tapping her foot in outrage as her friends dissect her outfits because of how certain of her attributes ruin them. Rachel waits for what seems to be an eternity before Santana finally tosses an outfit onto the bed. "You sure?" Rachel asks frustrated. "My thighs aren't too big, boobs aren't too small, shoulders aren't too wide?" Rachel pouts feeling down on herself.
"Rachel hon, we were kidding." Kurt chides, "Most of the colors and patterns were horrid." he says smiling brightly. Santana pulls Kurt by the arm out of the room.
"You get dressed, we still need final touches." Santana orders Rachel.
"Joel, I could have cooked us dinner." Quinn complains as she adjusts her glasses. Joel parks the truck before turning to her and placing his hand on her shoulder.
"Quinn, I think it would be safer for everyone if you stayed away from the kitchen." Joel solemnly informs her. Joel jumps out of the truck and races to open the door and help Quinn out of the impossibly tall truck.
"I hate you." Quinn says sincerely. Joel grins as he helps her down. Quinn gives a small laugh before asking. "So where are we, this place looks familiar."
"Just a little old diner I found one night. Come on." He pulls her forward slightly to get her moving. Quinn walks a couple of feet before she is met with an old fashioned diner. Joel and Quinn pick a booth directly across from Perked. Quinn rolls her eyes at how ironic being here is. Now all I have to do is see Carli and Rachel then this night would be purely ironic. "You okay?" Joel asks holding out a menu for Quinn.
"Huh." Quinn shakes away her thought and takes the menu. "Yeah it's just been an exciting day." Quinn adjusts her glasses and begins looking through the menu. "Joel you know I can't eat any of this stuff." Quinn frowns slightly at him.
"Quinn you can you're just scared to. It's okay to let lose every once and awhile, as long as you're willing to put in the work." Joel says sagely. "Trust me."
"We're not talking about food are we?" Quinn looks at him timidly.
"Talking about life." Joel responds.
"Your right. I trust you." Quinn looks down smiling then orders a cheeseburger and a large chocolate milk shake. Joel opts for vanilla, but orders the same. Quinn stares out the window and her mouth drops. "Rachel…" Quinn says softly. She looks so beautiful. Quinn takes in the entire attire. Rachel's strapless black cocktail dress hangs breathlessly off her, and her stockings sparkle with interest not to mention the heels. Quinn's eyes stay on Rachel for a moment before her curiosity gets the better of her.
Quinn 7:12pm: So how's your date.
Rachel 7:13pm: So far, so good, Santana tell you?
Quinn 7:14pm: Sorta, why didn't you want me to know?
Rachel 7:15pm: It's not like that, I just don't think you like her
Quinn 7:17pm: I just think that someone better is out there for you
Me! Quinn thinks to herself as lyrics begin to play inside her as she watches Rachel.
I wish I could tie you up in my shoes, Make you feel unpretty too, I was told I was beautiful, but what does that mean to you, look into the mirror, who is inside there, the one with the long hair, same old me again today,
Rachel sits reading Quinn's last text over and over again. Rachel's struck by the lyrics they sang so long ago and begins mouthing the words.
My outsides are cool, my insides are blue, every time I think I'm through it's because of you, I've tried different ways, but it's always the same, at the end of the day, I have my self to blame,
Quinn continues to sing to herself watching Rachel when the dark hared diva turns and their eyes meet. Quinn can read Rachel's lips mouting the words of their song and her heart leaps with joy. How can this not be right.Joel's hand touches hers and she jumps slightly. "Foods coming." Joel whispers unsure about whether Quinn wanted to escape from her own world. Quinn looks back out the window for Rachel who is no longer there.
"I had her Joel." Quinn says sadly.
"You could chase her." Joel says catching a fleeing image outside the window. Quinn's phone vibrates before she can begin to get up.
Rachel 7:31pm: Talk? My place?
Rachel is pacing around the living room hoping Quinn would show up before all her confidence fled. A timid knock echoes from the door. Okay Rachel you can do this. It's just Quinn. She loves you. You know this. Rachel walks towards the door taking a deep breath then pulling it open. Quinn's eyes go large when she sees Rachel. Quinn stands there stunned for a moment before managing, "Wow! You look beautiful." Rachel freezes as Quinn walks in carefully all Rachel's confidence flies through the open door once she saw the blonde. Quinn's look of awe slowly changes to confusion as Rachel stands in front of her quietly. "Rachel are you okay, I thought you wanted to talk? Quinn says concern creeping into her voice.
"I-I-I Hi. I wanted to say Hi." Rachel mentally slaps herself for being such a huge coward.
"What?" Quinn asks her worry turning to irritation as she steadies herself with the door. "I ditched my first cheeseburger in eight years, for Hi? Much less Joel who prolly believes I'm totally unstable at this point."
"Well aren't you. You're going on a date with a guy you don't even like." Rachel states matter of factly. Quinn bites down hard on her tongue and bottom lip. "No I spent time with a friend who understands depths of my pain that you could never fathom." Quinn says curtly gripping something inside her blouse. "Not that you care enough to try."
"Get out! You don't know how I feel. You're a spoiled Rich brat who thinks they can get anyone they want." Rachel shouts at Quinn.
"Not anyone." Quinn turns using the door to lead her out. "Just the only one I have ever truly wanted." She finishes far out of earshot and puts her glasses back on.
Rachel lets the tears fall freely as she heads to Santana's room not wanting to be alone. Rachel grabs the rainbow unicorn off the chair and climbs into bed with a sprawled out Santana.
When i grow up-Pussy cat dolls (Carli's ringtone on Rachel's phone)
I feel Pretty/Unpretty- Glee (Rachel and Quinn's dates.)