Hello everyone, Here is another update. I know some of you may not like this chapter but we have to get past all the bad to get to the good. Well i hope you enjoy it.
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Fallout
Friday, November 28th, 2013
Santana wakes up alone, which is weird considering her last few nights. The sleepy girl looks around her room for a sign of last nights cuddler, only to find a note on her nightstand.
Sanz,
Sorry our train leaves early and you looked so peaceful sleeping, I didn't want to wake you. Hopefully we will be back for Christmas break. Get your woman back!
Lot's of
Sugar
Santana smiles at the note. The Latina jumps out of bed grabbing her clothes and heading to the shower. Santana whistles to herself while walking to the bathroom. I get to see her today. Santana jumps in and out of the shower in record time.
Rachel is sitting at the table eating a blue berry muffin when Santana comes down the steps. Santana grabs a banana and sits down before she begins to peel it waiting for Rachel to say something. "I was horrid yesterday." Rachel states.
"Yes you were." Santana agrees.
"Quinn has always been there for me, you know. Anytime I have a problem or when my emotions get the best of me. It just sucks that she doesn't let me do the same. I feel like Joel knows all these things about her that I have no idea about." Rachel takes Santana's words as an excuse to ramble.
"Why don't you just talk to her." Santana says while texting Brittany.
Santana 10:56am: Where? When?
Brittany 10:57am: The beach? (: Quinn and Joel have given me an idea
"I don't think she wants to talk to me, remember yesterday." Rachel says sadly.
"You won't know if you don't try." Santana says matter of factly. Santana stifles a laugh from Brittany's message before responding.
Santana 10:59am: Wanky. We are supposed to be talking not having sweet lady kisses.
Brittany 11:00am: Spoil sport. The park?
"Fine." Rachel sighs as she types out a message. "She's not going to respond." Rachel states.
Santana 11:03am: When?
Santana shrugs while waiting for Brittany to respond. Rachel's phone vibrates and she shoves it at Santana. "I can't read it." Rachel says timidly.
"I'm not gonna read it." Santana pushes it back towards the brunette. "Quit being a baby and just look at it."
Brittany 11:05am: 12ish good? Quinn said she'll drop me off on her way to see Rachel.
Rachel begins pacing back staring at Pandora's box trying to build up the courage to open it. The short brunette reaches for the phone several times yanking it back like it was trying to bite her. "For fucks sake. She will see you." Santana opens the phone showing it to Rachel. Rachel sighs in relief as she reads the message.
"Good luck today." Rachel tells Santana. "If anybody can make this work it's you guys." Santana smiles shaking her head at Rachel and heads upstairs to get ready.
"She said meet you at subway at 12:30." Brittany reads the text to Quinn.
"Good I'll have time to get my contacts then." Quinn says.
"Aren't you supposed to hang with Joel today?" Brittany grabs a granola bar and begins munching on it.
"No. Him and Puck are going to hang out with T today. She apparently has a lay over." Quinn pets Lord Tubbs as he leaps on the counter meowing for food.
"Lord Tubbs. You are on a diet. NO food for you." Brittany says sternly to the cat. "Where did Puck meet T anyway?" Brittany grabs Lord Tubbington's cat food and pours him some.
"He met Joel and T when he was at a roadie." Quinn smiles at Brittany's giving in.
"What's a roadie?" Brittany asks while petting the cat.
"It's something to do with setting up stages and equipment." Quinn thinks hesitantly.
"Was Joel a roadie?" Brittany asks.
"He was kind of in charge." Quinn answers recalling the conversations with Puck and Joel.
Brittany starts stripping as she walks into her room to change. Brittany walks out of the bedroom and models for Quinn for a moment in her new outfit. "How do I look?" Brittany asks wearing jeans that hugged her tightly and a 'My Little Pony' t-shirt that Quinn was still trying to figure out how she squeezed into.
"I thought you guys were going to be talking." Quinn gives Brittany a smile wondering where their last conversation went.
"We are, Is this too much?" Brittany frowns while looking at her attire.
"No it's fine Britt, you just have an amazing figure and that can be distracting." Quinn informs her blonde companion. "What about me I look okay?" Quinn asks after looking at herself.
"You look Beautiful Quinn." Brittany smiles warmly at her. "Hey let's go we don't need to be late." Brittany rushes out the door beating Quinn to the car. "Come on Quinny! Let's go." Brittany impatiently waits for the shorter blonde. Quinn gets to the car and the two blonde girls begin their journey.
"Hey you need to call me if anything happens or if you need anything." Quinn tells Brittany as she drops her off at the park.
"Will do Mom." Brittany waves while walking to the duck pond.
"Where is she?" Brittany looks around the pond and underneath the bench. She should be here by now. Brittany looks at her phone seeing it's 5 minutes after the agreed time.
"Britt." Santana's voice comes from behind her. "I just went looking for you."
"I thought you bailed on me." Brittany looks down sadly for doubting her.
"Honey, I love you and no matter how hard this may be for me, we need this." Santana says placing her hands on Brittany's shoulders and talks to her directly.
"I'm sorry…for doubting you." Brittany's eyes water. Brittany backs up from Santana's intense gaze and sits on the bench near them. She pats the spot next to her motioning for Santana to join.
"So, ugh, where should I start." Santana asks as she starts fidgeting nervously.
"How about the beginning." Brittany knows she is gonna regret what she hears but her curiosity got the better of her.
"It was the night I was promoting for that new club and I was kinda excited. I knew you weren't going to go, you never do-" Santana starts to explain before Brittany cuts in.
"That's probably cause that's your job. You need to do your own-" Brittany tries to finish but Santana puts her hand up silencing the blonde.
"Let me finish Britt." Santana pauses for a moment to get her thoughts back on track.
"anything. You barely saw me last time I went. I don't want to feel like I don't exist when your working." Brittany rushes out then throws her hands over her mouth.
"I wasn't saying." Santana stops herself. "I won't be able to finish if we discuss everything as I go. So can I just tell you everything and talk about it when I finish." Santana says trying not to get to emotional. Brittany looks down while she nods giving permission for Santana to finish.
"Thank you." Santana gets down to look into the blonde girls eyes. " So since you weren't going to be there, I thought hey let's have dinner." Santana sighs for things were really starting to get rough. "But you were having dinner with Sam and it felt like anytime we could spend time together you were with Sam. I felt you wanted to be with him more than me."
"Santana I don't-I wanted to be there-"Brittany starts pleadingly but is cut off.
"It's how I felt, and im not saying it's your fault that I felt that way. You're this wonderful person and deep down I know I don't deserve you, that I'm not worthy of being with you." Santana says her voice straining as she buries her palms into her eyes trying to damn up the river forming there. Brittany grabs Santana's left hand joking their pinkies.
"Right here and right now makes sense to me. When you are not with me nothing makes any sense. You are amazing Santana. You are who I want, what I need you to understand is that I want this. Its not about who I deserve. Its about who I love, and that's you Santana Lopez I only want and love you. This right here." Brittany raisses their pinkies." This connection we have shows not just us but everyone that we belong together. We are soul mates." Brittany has tears run down her face when she finishes. Santana runs her thumb under her eyes keeping away some tears. Brittany lets go of her pinkie and urges Santana to continue.
"Okay, so the club was packed, I did a good job. I was upset, the owners said my night was on the house. So I started drinking and then Elise came over to the bar." Santana begins to talk slowly so her mind drifts to that night.
Santana was at the club she promoted. She has had 7 shots and 3 Bloody Marry's. Santana was dressed in black leather tight pants with black stilettos and red tank top with a black leather jacket over top of it. She was reaching the end of her rope when a familiar looking women came up to her. She looks familiar. Santana cant really think with all the alcohol spreading through her body.
"Santana? What are you doing?" The familiar girl asks concerned. Santana holds her drink to show the other girl her answer. The girl gets in Santana's personal space and Santana knows who she is looking at.
"Elise?" Santana asks knowingly. Elise nods and grabs the drink out of her hands.
"Hey give that back." Santana nearly shouts but the music in the background deafens it.
"Lets dance." Elise puts down Santana's drink grabs her hand and pulls her to the dance floor.
I picked you out
Of a crowd and talked to you
Said I liked your shoes
You said can I follow you?
Elise pulled Santana to her turning her around so Santana begins grinding on her. Elise interlaces Santana's left with her left from over her shoulder.
So It's up to the stairs
And out of view
No prying eyes
I poured some wine.
Elise spins Santana around putting her leg between Santana's and pushing up while she grinds down. What am I doing. Santana tries to pull away but her body wont let her. Santana throws her head back as more pressure is applied to her sensitive part. Elise puts her hands on Santana's waist pulling her as close as possible. She slowly kisses up the Latina's neck. Elise bits on her pulse point making Santana moan in pleasure.
I asked your name you asked the time
Now its two o'clock
The club is closed we're up the block
Santana digs her hands into Elise's shoulders as they are practically dry humping on the dance floor. Santana lowers her head and looks into brown eyes instead of ocean blue ones. Elise eyes flutters shut as she leans in kissing the Latina roughly. Santana's body reacts for a few seconds before shoving Elise away and running into the bathroom.
"Santana! Santana! Shit!" Elise chases her into the bathroom where she sees a red eyed Santana.
"Why?-Why did you kiss me?" Santana's voice breaks as she asks the other girl.
"I wanted to." Elise walks towards the Latina who is leaning against the sink.
"I-but-why?" Santana shouts after finding the right word.
"Your beautiful." Elise steps closer. Santana lunges hard at Elise kissing her with so much passion. Elise snaps out of it when she feels Santana unbuttoning her jeans. Elise closes her eyes tangling her hands in the Latina's hair.
Your hands on me
I'm pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
Santana shoves her tongue in her mouth while successful pulling the other girls jeans down. Santana removes her mouth from her lips and attaches them to Elise's neck.
"I want you." Elise moans. Santana shoves two fingers into the other girl making her shout. Luckily no one is in the bathroom with them. Elise rocks her hips into the girls hand while breathing becomes very difficult.
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl too sad to give a fuck
"Oh fuck." Elise begins to chant. Santana adds a third finger speeding it up making the other girl scream in ecstasy. Santana freezes and suddenly sobers up.
"I have to go" Santana whispers taking her fingers out of the girl and running out of the bathroom with Elise calling after her.
Santana finishes to realize Brittany's body is shaking. She begins to cry hysterically. Brittany tries to silent her cries but cant help to let it show. Santana throws her arms around the blonde pulling her as close as she can.
"Britt I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I don't know what I was thinking. You are the only thing in my life that matters." Santana pleads as tears continue to fall from her face. Brittany holds onto Santana's shirt like she will be swept away any minute. Brittany's cries become quiet yet the tears continue to fall.
"Do you regret it?"
"Yes, oh my god, Yes. I regretted the moment I realized what was happening." Santana tightens her grip.
"Do you love me?" Brittany sniffles.
"Brittany sometimes I think you're the only thing I love." Santana says strongly.
" I love you too." Brittany smiles slightly pulling back from Santana's embrace. "Can you do something for me?" Brittany asks.
"Anything." Santana says without even thinking about it.
"Go on a date with her." Brittany says firmly while rubbing small circles on the top of the Latina's hand.
"Wh-wh-what- with who?" Santana asks nervously.
"You know who Santana. I need you to know she is not who you want." Brittany gives a small smile.
"Britt, I can't put you through that, I can't hurt you like that again." Santana begs.
"I have to know you don't have feelings for her anymore. If you want to be with me. I need you to do this." Brittany crosses her arms over her chest trying to stop the ache that's beginning to form with every word being said.
"Can we just take the night to think about it." Santana continues to plead. "I need you to be sure that this is what you want."
"I don't need to think about this. It's what I want Santana." Brittany stands up creating space between the two.
"Fine,fine." Santana uses her thumbs to wipe away the tears that continue to well up. "Do you want to know about it?" Santana rests her head on her arm.
"Yes I just want to know how you feel and if you enjoyed being around her like you do me." Brittany looks at Santana admiring her beauty.
"Britt, there is nothing I enjoy as much as I enjoy being with you. It's not even a question." Santana stares deeply back into Brittany's eyes
"I love you San." Brittany walks towards Santana opening her arms waiting for an embrace.
"I love you more everyday Brittany." Santana stands up pulling Brittany into a tight embrace.
Quinn puts her visor down inserting her contacts before heading into an empty subway. Quinn heads in and sees Rachel sitting down with two subs waiting for her.
"Hello Rachel, you wanted to talk." Quinn sits down across from the Brunette.
"hey Quinn, I'm sorry I've been such a mess." Rachel says pressing a sub to Quinn. "I don't know, I just feel like I'm losing you. You're my best friend, I tell you everything and I just realized the last time you confided in me was high school." Rachel covers her mouth realizing that she was rambling. "I'm sorry." Quinn nods passively.
"why don't you talk to me? Don't you trust me." Rachel asks pushing away the pain of Quinn's silence.
"I don't know Rachel." Quinn sighs dropping her hands on the table.
"Do you talk to Joel?" Jealousy begins to creep in on Rachel.
"What does he have do with us." Quinn asks.
"I don't know, you haven't told me." Rachel says feeling defeated.
"Nothing, what did you want to talk about Rachel." Quinn runs her fingers through her hair.
"You Quinn, I want to talk about you." Rachel says in frustration.
"What about me?" Quinn leans across the table." I didn't act crazy the other night." Quinn watches Rachel face for a reaction.
"Quinn I'm confused about me-about you-about us." Rachel buries her hands in her face.
"I'm not. Figure it out Rachel. What do you want?" Quinn looks out the window not looking at the girl in front of her. She needs to figure it out for herself.
"I don't wont to lose you Quinn." Rachel just stares at Quinn. "I'm afraid I'll ruin this like I've ruined every other relationship I've been in."
"How do you feel about me?" Quinn asks straight forward.
"I love you, you're my best friend, the first and last thing I think about each day. But if your not talking to me, how I feel doesn't matter if you don't trust me." Rachel yells jumping out of her seat. She looks around sheepishly and then jolts to the door. Quinn stares at the spot Rachel was just at open mouthed. I can't believe it.
Rachel paces back and forth in the living room ready to burst as Santana walks through the door. "I'm so stupid, I can't believe I listened to you. I practically screamed in Subway that I love Quinn." Rachel begins to vent before Santana has a chance to get in the door.
"Whoa, Easy tiger. I suggest you take it down a notch before I go all lima heights on your ass for blaming me for shit." Santana sets down her purse and keys by the front door.
"I'm just frustrated at myself. I can't believe I said that." Rachel says calming. Rachel's phone whistles from the table. Rachel looks at the phone for a moment and shakes her head not bothering to see what it wanted.
"Does she feel the same way too?" Santana sits down at the table watching Rachel pace some more.
"Umm." Rachel begins to fidget." Ugh I kinda stormed out before she had a chance to say anything. "Rachel mumbles hoping Santana doesn't hear her.
"Your not serious? Why didn't you wait. That's so crazy Rachel. How are you suppose to know if she likes you or not? You are so irrational sometimes you know that?" Santana sighs.
"What if she says she doesn't feel that anymore. Everyone would have seen her reject me. Honestly I couldn't blame her if she said no." Rachel says trying to explain herself. "What about you, you guys back in action?" Rachel tries to change the subject.
"She wants me to go a date with Elise." Santana says sadly. " She thinks I have feelings for her." Santana still in shock after Brittany's reasoning. Rachel stands there stunned her mouth moving but no words coming out.
"Your not going to do it." Rachel looks hard at Santana's expression. "Are you?"
"I have to. it's the only way I can prove that I want to be with her." Santana bits her lip debating if she should still do it.
"What that's like me telling Quinn to bang Joel." Rachel says not being able to make sense of it.
"That for one is not the same thing. We know we want/ love each other. You two are being pussies and cant admit you want to fuck each others like rabbits." Santana smirks.
"She admitted it over a year ago." Rachel says softly.
"Did you?" Santana asks already knowing the answer.
"I told her that kissing her was a mistake and I only did it because I was drunk." Rachel looks away from Santana ashamed.
"You fucked up, Bad!" Santana says getting slightly upset. " No wonder why she doesn't want to be with you."
"Geez thanks Santana." Rachel eyes start to water. "You think I don't know I messed up? That this past week isn't something I've caused." Rachel buries her head in her arm sobbing.
"Listen Berry." Santana abruptly stands up. "You need to quit with this pitty party bullshit. Yea you screwed up. Yes you made a mistake but you cant keep blaming yourself. Where is the Berry who was in high school. The girl who chased after her dreams who fought for she wanted." Santana takes a deep breath after her rant.
"Okay, okay." Rachel starts to calm down. "I can do this, but what about you, can you really go on a date with Elise?"
"I have no choice." Santana says sounding defeated.
Brittany and Quinn after they got back from their meetings they did there own things for the rest of the day. They both now lay on the couch watching TMZ on TV. Brittany's head is resting in Quinn's lap while Quinn uses the nightstand table as s foot rest.
"So how as your day?" Quinn asks Brittany in between zoning in and out.
"Egh, you?" Brittany responds half heartedly as she turns to look up at Quinn. Quinn looks down at Brittany giving her a half smile.
"Egh." Quinn says and they both start giggling before turning back to the television.
"is that Joel?" Brittany says in sudden surprise.
"I know who Joel and T are!" Quinn and Brittany jump out of their seats looking at each other with their mouths open.
Lover I don't have to Love-Brighteyes. (Flashback)
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