I cheated is was went through the Latina's head as she walked back to Brittany's house with tears streaming down her face. I kissed back she thought as she approached the blonde's house. Her hand trembled to find the doorbell. She took a deep breath, wiped her tears away and rung the doorbell.
"Santana, where have you been?" Mrs Pierce swung the door open and gasped. "We've all been calling you." Santana didn't even think to check her phone for the time or to see any of the missed calls from Brittany and Mrs Pierce.
"Sorry, I was at a friend's house. We were working on an assignment." Santana explained. "Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you." She added. Mrs Pierce stepped to the side, allowing Santana to go inside. The first thing to catch her eye was a red cheeked Brittany with her hands on her stomach. Santana's heart sunk when she realise that Britt had been crying.
"It's okay honey, we were just worried that you had been kidnapped or gone missing." Jayne wrapped her arms around Santana and gave her a tight, comforting hug. "We've got dinner ready when you want it baby girl." She cupped Santana's cheek and smiled.
"Thank you." She replied quietly. She turned her head towards Brittany and walked towards her. "I'm so sorry Britt. I should have called." Santana buried her face deep into Brittany's chest and cried. "I'm so sorry. I love you. I love you so much." She cried harder into her chest.
"It's okay. You're safe now." Brittany kissed the top of Santana's head and stroked her hair. "You're back." She lifted Santana's head up and wiped away every last tear before kissing her on the lips. "Let's go upstairs." She pressed their foreheads together and took Santana's hand. Britt took them up the stairs and dived into the bed. "Why were you late?"
"I walked home." Santana shrugged. "I actually wanted to talk to you about that B." She said a little quieter. Brittany patted the place and Santana took a seat right next to her. "Before I say anything, just remember that I love you. And only you." Santana smiled, causing Brittany to blush. "Okay. Well, I was at Alex's house." Even his name made her shiver a little bit. "And we were working on a project." Brittany nodded along. "We got to talking, you know, normal things. School. Gossip. Football." She gulped, taking a deep breath. "I was off my guard for - like - three seconds, and when I lifted my head up from writing and he kissed me." She leaned back a little; Brittany's eyes widened. "I kissed back, for a split second. Like that first reaction you get when someone kisses you." She rattled off, trying to make herself look as innocent as possible, not that she was guilty of anything. "Then I pulled back and smacked him across the face." She finished. Brittany didn't speak for a few seconds; she was trying to get everything around her head. "B?"
"You kissed back." Brittany managed to peep out.
"I swear, B, I didn't mean it." Santana waved her hands in the air. "I pulled away as soon as I could." She bit her lip when it began to tremble. "I'm so sorry B." Santana leaned forward into Britt's chest and began crying into it. "I'm really really sorry Britt." She moved her hands up to Brittany's shoulder.
"Just stop San." She pushed Santana off lightly, shaking her head. "Let's just sleep." She said quietly.
"Are you - um - are you mad?" Santana asked softly. "Because - Britt - I'll kick his ass when I get to school tomorrow." She squeezed Brittany's arm.
"Yeah, I'm mad. You knew he was trouble. You knew he wanted to 'make a move' on you." Brittany said; her voice shaky. "But mostly, I'm sad. Just sad." She leaned back into the bed and hugged onto the pillow.
"I'm so sorry Britt." Santana said before getting under the covers at the other side of the bed.
"Britt." Santana rasped out. She turned on her side to wake Brittany up. She shook the blonde until she was awake. "We've got school Britt, c'mon." Santana swung her legs over the side of the bed and sighed, thinking about the night before.
They both showered separately. Both changed at different sides of the room. And didn't make eye contact at all. The only time they made any contact is when Brittany asked Santana for the cereal.
The drive to school was awkward. When they got to their lockers, it was awkward. And especially the halls; they were the worst. All eyes were on Santana and Brittany as they walked down the halls anxiously. And as if it couldn't get any worse...
"Hey Lopez." Alex approached the two girls; both filling up with anger. "A'ight? Drop by my place tonight. We can get it on again." He received high fives from two jocks behind him.
"Told ya he could turn Lopez straight." The taller jock teased. Santana had just about enough. She said that she'd give him a chance to apologize... Then kick his ass. But it looked like he made it ten times easier for her... She could skip do the best bit first.
"I swear to God Alex, come near me, my girlfriend or my son ever again. And I will end you. I'm not going to do it now because I'm nice and I'm going to let you keep what dignity you have going around that skinny ass of yours. And I expect an A* on that assignment, no more, no less. Or I will meet you round by the dumpster tomorrow lunch with a few of my little friends." She threatened, getting closer and closer and more intimidating by the second.
"Wow, you're hot when your angry." He smirked down at her, not seeming phased by anything she had just said.
"All right, that's it." She roared, pushing him into the lockers and slapping him across the bruised cheek again. Brittany dropped her bags and tugged Santana by the waist and tried pulling her back. "Britt, stop. Lemme kill this b*tch." She screamed, watching Alex and his friends get up and run down the hall. "Britt..." She whined. "I totally had that." She huffed.
"I wasn't going to let you hurt him. He doesn't deserved to my touched by you in any form or way." She explained, handing over Santana's bag. "People are watching, let's go." She tugged Santana by the arm and dragged her down the hall.
They arrived at the bathroom and Santana spoke up again. "I'm really really sorry Brittany. You don't understand how bad I feel. I am so sorry." Santana apologized, standing outside the stall Brittany had gone into.
"I know your sorry Santana. And I forgive you, but the kiss isn't what's upsetting me." Brittany flushed the toilet.
"Then what's upsetting you baby?" Santana asked, placing her hands on the bottom of Brittany's bump and stopping her from leaving the bathroom.
"Sit." Brittany brought her into a different stall and made Santana sit on the floor with her. "Do you still think I'm sexy?" She whispered. Santana furrowed her eyebrows.
"Britt, you are the most beautiful, sexy woman on this planet. Nothing is going to change that." Santana assured her. "Is that what you're worried about babe?"
"Yeah." Brittany said quietly, pouting and nodding. "I'm worried that you're not going to be attracted to me when I get all fat and stuff." She shrugged. "Like what if you start liking guys." She whispered, much to Santana's humour. "I don't want to be that girl whose girlfriend left them for someone else when she got all pregnant and fat." Brittany sniffed.
"Aw, baby." She cooed, stroking Brittany's hair. "I love you. Just you. You are cute and sexy and hot and just amazing all at the same time." Santana smiled, stroking her cheek. "Can I kiss you if I put on new lip smackers to get rid of the Alex gunk that lingers?" Santana laughed, wiping her lips and taking the lip smacker that Brittany was nudging towards her. She applied some and leaned forward to mould her lips with Britt's. "Best kisser ever." Santana whispered into Brittany's lips.
"You taste amazing." Brittany curved her lips into a smile and squeezed Santana's arms. She pressed her forehead against the Latina's and kissed her again, her hand reaching Santana's beating heart. "Can we forget what happened and just make out?" Brittany asked, leaning over Santana and pressing their lips together again.
"Yes, we may christen the girls bathroom floor." Santana laughed.
"Miss Lopez, how do you respond to the rumours that you cheated on Brittany because she's pregnant and won't let you have sex with her?" JBI approached Santana and Brittany with a mic as soon as they left the bathroom.
"Go away JBI." She waved him off.
"What about the rumours that you went all the way with Alex Turner?" He asked. She stopped and took a breath. "How do you feel about the fact that he started the rumour?" Santana spun around on her heel and swung at the Jew Fro with her fist clenched, knocking him into the lockers.
"Miss Lopez, my office. Now!" Principal Figgin's demanded. She looked down the hall to see that he had watched everything. She sighed and made her way down the hall to his office. "Sit." He nodded at the seat in front of his desk.
"What you just saw, wasn't me. It was Snix." She shrugged before taking a seat.
"I don't care how annoying he is, or what personality of yours it was. I am suspending you for two weeks Miss Lopez. I can't have violence being spread around the halls of McKinley." He explained.
"Well, I'm saying that it's a little insensitive. If you haven't already heard, I'm raising a child. And I may or may not really need my education. It's kind of bullying what you're doing here Figgins." She clenched her jaw.
"Miss Lopez, whilst I admire what you're doing with Miss Pierce, you punched and slapped a student in the face, you need to be punished. You are being suspended and it's going on your permanent record. I'm sorry."
"Okay, but this isn't the last you've seen of Snix." She threatened. "Oh and you should probably talk to Coach Beiste about Alex Turner, he's failing English." She snickered before leaving the office.
"What'd he say?" Brittany asked as soon as she had left the office.
"He suspended me for two weeks starting tomorrow." Santana shrugged. "But don't worry. I have decided that in those two weeks, I'm going to find a job and get a little bit of money so I can take my muy muy caliente girlfriend on more dates to make sure that she knows that she is the only one for me." Santana winked and pecked her girlfriend on the nose.
"Okay, I suppose that works." Brittany teased, laughing. "Now, let me bring you to Glee." Brittany squeezed Santana's hand as they walked down the hall and into the Choir room. As soon as they entered, they were looked at with judgemental stares. Santana knitted her eyebrows together as they took a seat.
"Okay guys, this week we are doing-" Mr Schue started but was cut off by Santana raising her hand. "Santana." He sighed.
"I have a song I'd like to sing to Brittany before we start." She stood up and told the band what to play.
"Every body, give it up for Santana." He rolled his eyes and took a seat.
"Beautiful"
[Spoken]
Don't look at me
[Sung]
Every day is so wonderful
Then suddenly it's hard to breathe.
Now and then I get insecure
From all the pain, I'm so ashamed.
I am beautiful no matter what they say.
Words can't bring me down.
I am beautiful in every single way.
Yes, words can't bring me down... Oh no.
So don't you bring me down today.
To all your friends you're delirious,
So consumed in all your doom.
Trying hard to fill the emptiness.
The pieces gone, left the puzzle undone.
is that the way it is?
You are beautiful no matter what they say
Words can't bring you down...oh no
You are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring you down, oh, no
So don't you bring me down today...
No matter what we do
(no matter what we do)
No matter what we say
(no matter what we say)
We're the song inside the tune
Full of beautiful mistakes
And everywhere we go
(and everywhere we go)
The sun will always shine
(the sun will always, always shine)
And tomorrow we might wake on the other side
We are beautiful no matter what they say
Yes, words won't bring us down, no, no
We are beautiful in every single way
Yes, words can't bring us down, oh, no
So don't you bring me down today
Oh, yeah, don't you bring me down today, yeah, ooh
Don't you bring me down ooh... today
"Go Santana!" Mr Schue spoke up first, clapping along with everyone else. "What brought that on?"
"Well, I wanted to remind my girlfriend that she is awesome and beautiful no matter what." She explained, glancing at a crying Brittany and then at a scowling Quinn. "You got an issue Fabray?"
"Yeah. You cheated on her."
A/N; Do you like the way Brittany reacted? She's all cute and insecure. And that you with all the reviews from last chapter, it was awesome!
And I'm glad you liked the name I chose, which is, by the way, Lucas Quinten Pierce-Lopez. Just so you know!
I'm going to start asking questions about the chapter at the end of each chapter so... What was your favourite part of this chapter?
Mine was, Yes, we may christen the girls bathroom floor. XD True Santana line.
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