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Thoughts about the Glee finale?
"I should make a show." Britt said, as she opened her eyes and broke the kiss.
"What?" Santana tilted her head in confusion. "What show?"
"Hm. Like, I'll interview someone while eating fondue. Let's try it now! You'll be my first guest." she sat up, obviously can't contain her excitement.
Brittany's smile was viral. Santana liked Brittany's random ideas while making out. "What exactly are you going to ask me that you don't already know?"
"I mean, it could be a good way for you to come out." the last few words came out as a whisper.
"No. Brittany. That's going way too far." she gulped. Coming out to a show that the whole school is obviously going to watch is going to be like giving her coordinates to the missile that will kill her.
"Do you really want me to help you? Because you keep on pushing my ideas away." she pouted. Why was it so hard to go through Santana's thick skull.
"I do want you to help me, but give me time." she frowned.
Brittany knew that Santana would get mad at her with what she was about to say, but someone had to help her out. Knowing Santana, she would just keep stalling. "I heard a rumor that Santana plays for the other team, and I can confirm that rumor: It's 100% true."
"Wait." Mercedes stopped.
Tina's brows furrowed. "What? Brittany, are you serious?"
"Yes." Brittany had planned it all. She made a show called 'Fondue for Two' and invited two of the biggest gossips in the glee club to 'interview' and dropped hints about Santana's sexuality. She knew that she was being manipulative and she hated having to do that to Santana, but someone had to.
'What prom queen candidate is spending a lot of time in her closet?' Santana's eyes widened. The blind item was her, no doubt about it. People will know now. It was over for her. And the only reason that blind item existed was because of what Brittany said on Fondue for Two. Why did she have to say that? She quickly stormed into the choir room, gripping the paper. The first person that she saw the moment she entered the room was Brittany. She doesn't care if someone hears them. She felt betrayed. "This is your fault! You told everyone that I played for another team on your ridiculous melted cheese show."
Brittany played dumb. She knew that she had to say sorry later. "Wait. Are you mad? You do play for another team. You were on the Cheerios! And now you're only in the New Directions." the guilt was killing her.
She knew that Brittany was lying. "And you couldn't have thought of any other way to say that?" her voice was full of spite. She stormed off, unable to handle seeing Brittany.
Brittany was staring at the paper on the floor, unable to say anything. She knew it was her fault. She was about to stand up and follow Santana when she felt Artie's hand on hers.
"Another fight?" Artie inquired. He looked like he wanted to know what was going on, but it was something that was off limits.
"Yeah. It's nothing." she lazily leaned on the chair.
After Glee club practice, Artie followed Brittany to her lockers. He took a deep breath and finally confronted Brittany. He had his suspicions but he was too afraid to ask. "What's going on with you and Santana?"
Brittany looked surprised. Shit. Of course he'd notice after Santana's outburst. "Nothing."
"It doesn't sound like nothing. It sounds like something, which is almost always more than nothing." he said, pressing on the topic further. Brittany always pushed the topic away when he tried to talk about it.
"I'm down, Artie." she chuckled, dismissing the topic again.
"Are you cheating on me with her?" there. He finally said what he wanted to ask ever since the two girls sang Landslide.
"No, of course not." she lied. But she felt a little bad so she continued, saying a half-truth. "I mean I can't. She's a girl. Fooling around with her isn't cheating. It's just friends talking with their tongues super close." she quoted Santana. Although Santana said that before they confessed their feelings for one another and they're definitely not just friends now, Brittany thought that it was the easiest excuse to give.
Artie was shocked. Then he was right, Brittany was cheating on him, but the girl doesn't know that she is cheating. "Who told you that?"
"Santana." truth.
"Don't you see that she's manipulating you?" convincing Brittany to open her eyes. Santana was evil. She's sabotaging their relationship for no reason at all.
"That's not cheating either. She told me that." lie. Santana never told her that. She was just making excuses because she wasn't prepared for a confrontation. She didn't think of that scenario.
"Do you see what's going on here? You're the hottest girl in this school, and I wear saddle shoes on legs that don't work. This shouldn't be happening. Not because I'm in a wheelchair but because I'm obsessed with Angry Birds and my mom cuts my hair." he explained. He wanted to cry. But not in front of her. Why did he ever think that something like them would last?
Brittany had nothing to say but "I like your haircut."
"It's hard enough for me to believe that this is real. If I know that you spend even a little time sharing yourself with someone else that there's one other person in your life that can provide for you the things that I'm supposed to provide, it's just too much for me to take." he cried out. He looked at Brittany. She looked so torn. All because of Santana. "And Santana knows that. She's taking advantage of it to break us up."
"No." she said, trying to keep the anger off her voice. She was the only one who knew the real Santana. That sweet, caring, gentle, thoughtful Santana whom she loved. They don't understand her. He doesn't. "Everybody thinks she's a bad person, but she's not." she explained. She may be dating Artie but that doesn't give him the right to imply that she's evil.
Artie gritted his teeth. Why was she defending her? It was pointless to argue to someone so ignorant that she couldn't see that she was being manipulated. "God, Brittany, why are you so stupid?!" he blurted out.
Brittany's world froze. The word echoed in her head. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. Her boyfriend just called her stupid. Artie, the guy who calls her princess called her stupid. No, it's not real. It was her Achilles' heel. Tears started to fall from her face. "You were the only person at this school that never called me that!"
Artie realized that he just called her stupid. He gaped his mouth as he watched Brittany walking away from him. He blew it. He got angry with Santana and ended up bursting up on Brittany. He started to wheel back but his arms had no power.
Brittany's only thought after she shouted at Artie was Santana. She needed Santana. She ran through the halls of McKinley, searching for the brunette, without even wiping her tears away. She craved for Santana's touch. After a few minutes of running, she found Santana alone on the cafeteria, mindlessly playing with a straw in a cherry flavored slushie. She was about to run to her but then she remembered- Santana was mad at her. So she turned around to leave.
Santana has calmed down. She was drinking a slushie when she thought she saw Brittany from her peripheral vision. She grabbed the slushie and hurriedly followed the girl to the hallway. "Britt, we need to talk." when she tapped Brittany's shoulder, she was surprised with what she saw. Brittany was crying. "W-what..."
Brittany felt Santana's hand on her shoulder. She turned around to look at Santana. She looked shocked. Brittany couldn't help it. Her hands flew to Santana and she hugged her. "A-artie... he..." she cried out between sobs.
Santana let out a sigh. Brittany wasn't crying because of her. She couldn't handle making Brittany cry even if she was so angry at her. Wait. She was crying because of Artie? "What the hell did he do to you?!"
"He... he called me stupid." tears started to fall even harder. "I mean, he was so nice... he um." she told Santana about him finding out that she was sleeping with Santana. "...then he started saying bad things about you and when I defended you, he called me stupid." telling the story again made her sad. She cried harder in Santana's arms.
How dare he call Brittany stupid? She was a genius. Besides, Santana kinda blames herself for how Artie acted because Brittany was defending her. Brittany stood up for her. Again. "Me voy a cortar las piernas!" Santana growled. She was about to look for Artie to well, chop his legs off, when Brittany touched the edge of her shirt.
"Baby..." she whimpered silently. "Don't leave me."
Her rage was suddenly neutralized when she heard Brittany's voice. "But babe! H..." she trailed off. She realized that they both used words of endearment out loud so she looked around to see if anyone heard. No one. The hallway was empty.
"I don't need you to cut his legs. I need you to be with me." she pouted and sniffed a little. She roughly took Santana's slushie and started to sip.
What Brittany did was so cute that it made Santana laugh. "Sorry." she brushed her fingers through Brittany's hair. "Okay, I'm here. I won't go anywhere." she hugged Brittany tightly. They stayed like that even after the bell rang for lunch and people started to flood the hallways. At first, Santana stiffened when people passed by. But then she kept on thinking: I'm doing this for Brittany. She needs me. So she relaxed and ignored the stares and quick glances.
When Brittany calmed down, she nudged Santana. "Thank you. For staying here. I know it must scare you a lot. Hugging me right now."
"Yeah but... it's for you so I'll manage." she trailed off. "By the way, you're a genius and I love you." she whispered. She tapped Brittany's nose and took her hand. "That's a fact. What other people say are just a bunch of opinions, negligible ones."
Brittany simply nodded.