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Final part of Rumours.
"Good morning, beautiful." Santana kissed her cheek. "It's time to prepare." she stood up and peeked at the window. "The sky is so pretty today!"
"Mmm... what's gotten into you today, baby?" she smiled at the view of naked Santana sitting on the side of her bed. "You know, you're usually the grumpy in the morning one."
She felt Brittany's hand reach her waist. She bit her lip. "Well, a certain someone is going to ask me to prom today..." she fluttered her eyelashes at the blonde."...shouldn't I be excited?"
"Oh you should be." she pulled Santana towards her. "But seriously speaking, I'm happy that you agreed to this." the words were a whisper.
"I'm happy too. I mean, prom with you! I'd ditch any guy for you, you know?" she furrowed her brows. "If I weren't a pussy, I'd totally ask you to prom."
"Oh." Brittany was flattered. Santana wanted to ask her to prom. "You're sure about this, right? No backing out this time? And what about Karofsky?"
"Let me think..." Santana kissed her. "Yep, pretty sure I'd do anything to be able to kiss you. Don't think about Dave. I'm sure he'll manage." second thoughts started to pass her mind. She brushed it off.
"Damn, woman. You're whipped." she joked as she stood up the bed.
"W-whipped?" she raised a brow. "No way. Nu uh."
"I'm kidding. I'm just as whipped as you are." She hugged Santana from her back. "Shower with me?"
She glanced at the time. She knew that if they took a shower together, they might take forever before finishing. It was still pretty early. Santana smiled at that fact. "It would be my pleasure, beautiful."
Brittany suggested spending the day away from each other so that she could plan the show and the promposal. Santana disagreed at first because she thought it was unnecessary, a simple 'will you go to prom with me?' will do for her. But she also found it sweet and funny so she went along with it even if it meant being separated from Brittany. Yes, fine, she was that whipped that she couldn't survive a day separated with Brittany. She loved her that much.
Brittany was so excited. Santana was supposed to go to her house at around 6pm so she had an hour after glee club practice to prepare. She was at the exit of the local market carrying the cheese and her surprise for Santana when her phone buzzed. It was from Santana. She happily opened it and froze at the two words: 'I can't.' Her jaw tightened. Fist clenched. She needed an explanation. How can someone who was so eager that morning quit on her on the last minute? Well, hour, but still. She paced back and forth at the pavement, thinking. She was so disappointed. She was so ready, so was Santana. She decided to put those thoughts away and think about the show that was about to air in an hour. She already set the show's time and date so she decided to continue, but she needed to invite someone. She sent a text to Lord Tubbington saying 'Hey man. Nid a guest. Be prepped.'
"Hi. I'm Brittany." she put a brave face and tried not to look at the teddy bear on the corner of her room. It was supposed to be her promposal. "Welcome to Fondue for Two. My guest today was supposed to be Santana, but she texted about an hour ago, and it just said, 'I can't.'" she took a deep breath. Go Brittany. "So, show must go on. Um, I will be interviewing Lord Tubbington." the camera zoomed to Lord Tubbington. "Question one: Do you think The Aristocats is an accurate portrayal of the feline relationship?" the cat had no reaction. He was bored. She frowned. Her thoughts flew to Santana but she tried her best to get it back. "You know, just because we're doing this interview doesn't mean I'm still not mad at you." she thought her room smelled like tobaccos and weed the past few days. It sure wasn't her. "'Cause I know you started smoking again."
Santana secretly liked hanging out at the science room. It reminds her of the time that Brittany took her out to star gaze and Brittany was so amazing because she could say the names of the constellations, and she loved looking at the stars too. She was lying down at the back row, gazing at the makeshift galaxy when the door sprang open. She peeked to see Azimio and another Titan close the door and brought out a can of Bud light and started chugging on it. She was about to pop out and ask them for a swig when she heard them talk.
"Damn, Z. Those rumours have sure gotten nastier huh?" the other jock sat on one of the tables.
"Sure, man. But you read the papers? That's gay ass shit." he sipped at his can again.
The other jock laughed, and then jokingly punched Azimio. "Fuck no, dude. Just been hearing them 'vrywhere. Heard about the lesbian prom queen candidate?"
Azimio jumped and tapped one of the planets, as if it was a basketball. "Yeah. Jesus, who could that pussy lovin' chick be?"
"My bet's on Zizes. You know? That fat ass momma." he chugged on the can, "I mean, she's fucking Puckerman so I'm thinking she's the guy in the relationship!" both of the jocks laugh, still unaware of Santana's presence.
"Well, whoever that girl is, and whoever she's sleeping with is just disgusting. Why can't those lesbians be satisfied with guys? Fuckin' dykes and faggots. They're causing the unbalance on Earth, man." Azimio let out a deep chuckle, the sound of it sending shivers to Santana's spine.
"Unbalance? Man, Z, don't talk like you know shit." he laughed. "I'm kidding. Well, I've nothing on lesbians. I mean they'd be a nice threesome partner, yeah?" as if on cue, the bell rang. "Shit. English period. We better get going."
Santana wasn't aware that she was holding her breath until both of the jocks went out and shut the door. She was sweating profusely. That was their reaction to that rumour? That was Azimio's opinion about lesbians? She shook in fear. Santana was starting to doubt if she can actually do the show later if hearing two people, just two, could make her so scared. She ran out, towards the football field and screamed her lungs out. She was so sad. Earlier this morning, she was so determined, so ready to come out with Brittany. But hearing what she just heard, all her courage was lost. She needed Brittany, but she knew that Brittany would say that she'll be fine if she asked for her advice. So she let herself wallow alone in sadness, in fear.
Santana hasn't noticed that a long time has passed. She looked at her phone's watch. 4:53pm. Wandering around, she noticed that her feet led her to the same park were they stargazed. Santana sat on one of the benches, debating on whether or not she will go to Brittany's later. There was a lesbian couple, a blonde and a red head, a few benches apart from her. They looked so happy, so free. She wonders how they can live in a world so unaccepting. While watching the couple, there was a kid who wandered near them and the blonde girl patted the kid in the head. She smiled at her and the kid innocently smiled back. A few seconds later, the parent or guardian, Santana wasn't sure, quickly approached the kid and took her away from the couple. The adult sat at the bench beside Santana's and she heard their conversation.
"Don't approach them. What they are doing is not normal." the adult scolded the kid.
Santana frowned at what she heard. Why did she have to witness all these situations today? She stood up and quickly left the park. Maybe she really wasn't meant to come out yet. She brought her phone out and quickly typed 'I can't.' and sent it to Brittany.
The next day, Brittany and Santana still haven't spoken. They haven't even seen each other the whole day. Mostly because Santana spent the day hiding from Brittany and thinking of a plan to remove the suspicions that she was the closet queen. She left a quick tip on the Muckraker that would affirm her sexuality. Santana was desperate.
Jacob approached Santana with a camera and microphone after the news had been published. "Any comment on the vicious rumor left on the Muckraker website about you and Karofsky doing it in the backseat of a parked car in the Holier Than Thou Cemetery?"
"No comment." Santana smirked. She kept it simple. She needed the news to spread. It was just as she planned when Jacob decided to interview her. It was a part of the plan to keep the heat away from her.
"Any comment on the fact when I looked up the IP address of the person who posted the rumor I found out it was you?" Jacob sneered.
Santana panicked. Shit. She didn't realize that it could be traced back to her. She turned around and there was Brittany, in front of her locker. Why did she have to be there? Why now, of all times? She thought of the quickest reason that she could give. "My computer was stolen. Look, all I can say is that Dave and I are going strong," she struggled to say those words in front of the one she really loved. She wanted to vomit. She fucked things up even more. And to make it worse, Brittany was watching, listening to what she was saying. But she continued. "...and we're very excited about our Prom King and Queen campaign. Vote Santofsky."
Brittany was retouching her make up in front of her locker when she saw Jacob and Santana, in the middle of an interview. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw Santana. Santana still owed her an explanation and it was killing her to know. When she heard Santana advertise her campaign for prom queen, her heart dropped. She felt so sad. Like Santana let her down. She knew Santana could see her, and she knew that Santana was lying. So why would she continue that? Why would she ditch Brittany and go to prom with Karofsky?
"So you two are in love? Soul mates, so to speak?"
A pause. For a fraction of a second, a millisecond, she met Brittany's eyes. She knew that Brittany was waiting for her answer. She knew that Brittany wanted her to say no. She knew Brittany was hurting, like her. She looked at Brittany and hoped that she'd get the message. That Karofsky isn't her soulmate. It was Brittany. She hoped that she understood. "Yeah." she said, still staring at Brittany, "I'd say that was accurate." she turned to leave, heart beating fast, her conscience killing her slowly.
Thank you for your reviews :D You're all so kind haha. I'll be doing an aftermath chapter, a star gazing chapter, and the night after prom. I hope I don't get too busy with my acads so that I'll be able to give you the chapters quickly. X G