Quinn clenched her fists at the thought of her best friend being hurt by her girlfriend.
"Excuse me?" Santana took a step forward and crossed her arms and clenched her jaw. "I cheated. If you haven't heard, Juno, one, he kissed me and two, this is old news." She took another step forward. "In case you haven't heard, I just got suspended for punching Jew Fro, meaning I'm not afraid to cut a b*tch." Santana hissed. "Ha, it's kind of funny, you accusing me of cheating. It makes a good story. You could tell that to Beth." Quinn screamed at Santana, pouncing to her feet to jump Santana. Fortunately, Mike and Puck were there to hold her back.
"You take that back!" Quinn roared, being held down by the footballers. "You're a f*cking lying, deceitful b*tch, you don't deserve her." She fumed up with rage against the Latina. "You're using her, for all the attention she's getting. You don't want to be a mom, and you're all naive for thinking that she wants to do this." She pointed across the Glee club.
"Oh, like you could do a better job." Santana snapped back. "You didn't even try-"
"Don't you dare finish that sentence." Quinn warned, breathing heavily. "I was younger than you and Britt, I was the head cheerleader, I was meant to be Prom Queen." She stopped to think for a second. "At least my child would've been raised normally. Not by two girls!" She blurted out.
"Okay, you were a year younger than us, we're both cheerleaders and either one of us could be Prom Queen because we're so hot." Santana commented coolly. "There is virtually no difference except that you are a coward." She said coldly. "And lastly, there was nothing normal about the situation in the first place. Being raised by two girls doesn't make a difference, it's not uncommon Fabray." Santana pointed out, managing to not lose her cool.
"That's enough girls." Mr Schue finally butted in. He looked over to see Quinn in tears. "Quinn, go to the bathroom to clean yourself up." She stood up and brushed Santana's shoulder lightly. "Santana, sit down." He ordered.
"Please just ignore her San." Brittany whispered into her girlfriend's ear and held her hand loosely. "She doesn't know what she's talking about." Santana nodded slowly; neither of them paid attention to Mr Schue. "I love you." She said in a low voice.
"I didn't cheat Britt." Santana said again.
"I know baby. I believe you." Brittany assured Santana. "He was scared to death of you." She giggled quietly. "You are so awesome." She kissed Santana's cheek.
"You're awesome too." Santana turned her head and smiled softly at the blonde. She couldn't concentrate on the lesson nor Brittany. All she could think about was Quinn's reaction. You don't deserve her. Repeated in Santana's mind, circling her brain. You're using her, for all the attention she's getting. What could Quinn mean about that? She had never acted out like that before. What was up with her?
The bell rung and after kissing Brittany goodbye, Santana was the first one out of the Choir Room. Quinn hadn't returned to the Choir Room after the argument. Although Santana despised her at the moment, she couldn't help but think that there was a reason Quinn had acted out. She would of just let it brush past if it weren't for Quinn making multiple comments about her relationship and lesbians in general.
Santana had decided to bunk of class when she hadn't found Quinn by the next bell. It was Spanish with Senor Martinez, it's not like she was going to learn anything anyway. She waited until there was no one around to start looking everywhere, and I mean everywhere.
She had been looking a while when she realised the most obvious place she could be right now. The Choir Room was exactly the place Quinn was. She must've sneaked in after Glee Santana thought. Santana looked in through the door window and saw Quinn swaying her legs off one of the chairs and saw her sniff from crying. She took a deep breath and slowly opened the door.
"I didn't see you there." Quinn looked up at the Latina. "Spare me the lecture. I'm sorry. I shouldn't of said all those things. I really didn't mean it." The blonde shook her head slowly and wiped away the last tear on her cheek. "I'm really sorry."
"You should be sorry." Santana took a seat next to her. "I'm worried about you Q. You've never acted out like that. And you've never made a comment on Britt and I's relationship, ever. What's wrong Q?"
"If I tell you, can you just not tell anyone. Not even Britt." Quinn turned to make Santana swear, which she did. "I acted out because I have all these thoughts and feelings. And I bottled them all up and just exploded."
"Thoughts about what Q? Wait, feelings for who?"
"So, what do you want to do?" Santana asked, curling up to Brittany on her bed.
"What, now? I though we were going to cuddle." Brittany frowned.
"No, what are you going to do when he's born?" Santana poked at Brittany's bump. "He's bound to come right in between school ending and school starting. What are you going to do about school?"
"I don't know. Go to school I guess. I want to graduate Santana." Brittany confirmed.
"I know you do, but we can't weave wittle Lukey on his own here." Santana cooed at Brittany's stomach. "And I don't want to leave him with a nanny."
"I know we can't rely on them all the time but we've got my parents, your Mom. It's not like he's going to be alone. Look at it this way, we're going to have a month with him, at least and he'll probably want to spend some time with his granparents anyway." Brittany assured.
"Okay. I'll let you go to school next year. If you do half days until Christmas. I'll make sure we have the same schedule so I can help you catch up. Principal Figgins knows about the situation, I'm sure he'll agree to it." Santana intertwined her fingers with Brittany's. "But I want to to be stress-free, babies can smell stress or something. And I promise that you will graduate with at least a 3.0 grade point average." Santana linked her pinky with Brittany's and kissed them.
"Thank you." Brittany whispered into a kiss with Santana. They lay back down. "What was wrong with Quinn?" She asked. "Did you find out?"
"Uh, no. We talked and I've forgiven her for what she said, but she assured that she was fine. And she seemed much better when we talked afterwards." Santana reassured her girlfriend. But she lied to her. She knew exactly why Quinn had been acting out.
"Okay." Brittany mumbled, burying her face into the crook of Santana's neck. "Ooh." She sat up again. "My sister is coming over tonight. We need to look nice. Family dinner. Without the drama." Santana rolled her eyes playfully at the girl.
For the next hour or so, Brittany started pulling out outfits one by one. Santana had chosen a simple pair of navy jeggings and a white and blue (horizontal) t-shirt and a blue bowlers cap. Whilst it took Brittany hours to find a pair of black jeans and a loose tank top, which Santana could've sworn was the first outfit she picked.
Anyhow, just as Brittany pulled her tank top on, the doorbell went of and she raced down to meet her older sister at the door. Santana followed her down slowly afterwards to leave her say hello to her sister. She smiled at Brittany hugging her sister and almost cried at the interactions between them. It made her wish she had that sort of relationship with her sister who still lived in her parents house. She hadn't seen her little sister since the family dinner.
"San, come down here." Brittany demanded. She walked down to meet Brittany, her sister, Brittany's nephew (Ollie) and her brother-in-law, Kent. Ollie was five and super excited to be getting a little cousin. Kaylee had to explain to him that he wasn't getting a little brother, but a little cousin which he was super confused about. But also really excited.
Santana finally arrived down the stairs and gave Kaylee and Kent a hug each. "Hi Ollie, do you remember me?" She crouched down to his level and smiled.
"Tana?" He questioned. "Mommy told me you were B-B's girlfriend. Tana is the person who gives good hugs, right Mommy?" He turned around and looked up at Kaylee who nodded.
"Why don't you show her how good at hugs you are." She winked at Santana who opened her arms at Ollie. He attacked her with a cuddly type hug and buried his face into her chest.
"Wow, you have gotten good at hugging little man." She praised. He looked up at her hat and smiled. "Here, how about you wear the hat." She took off the navy bowler hand and put it on his little head. "See, it looks much better on you." Santana stood and leaned back into Brittany.
"Guys, it's dinner!" Jane shouted. They all joined Brittany's parents at the dinner table. Santana couldn't help but look over at Ollie every so often, amazed at how cute he was. Kaylee kept mentioning about how he is a true Pierce. The Latina just became more excited for little Lucas to be born. When everyone was saying Grace before dinner, she was praying that Lucas got all of Brittany's cute genes so he was just as adorable, if not more, as Ollie.
"So, Santana. Are you excited to be a Mom?" Kaylee asked. Santana nodded quickly, eating another noodle of spaghetti. "It's a lot of hard work, especially with a little boy." She explained.
"Kaylee!" Jane scolded. "Don't frighten the poor girl." She whacked her daughter lightly on the arm. "Sorry about her." Santana shrugged her off.
"It's fine. I know it's going to be hard. Nothing is easy." Santana replied back at Kaylee's comment. They all continued to eat their spaghetti bolognese in silence before Ollie spoke up.
"B-B, can I ask you something?" He asked. Santana smiled at the two from across the table. She sat opposite Brittany and sat next to Kent. Jane and Jamie sat at the heads of the table and Kaylee sat opposite Kent, on the other side of Ollie.
"Sure buddy." She replied, putting down her fork and facing Ollie.
"What's he gonna be called? Where is he? When can I see him?" He rattled off with a bunch of questions for the blonde.
"He's in here." Brittany pointed to her little bump and Ollie looked fascinated. "He's gonna be called Lucas, but you can call him Lukey. Because your my little buddy. And you won't see him for a little while yet, but soon you'll be able to feel him nudging at you." She explained to the little boy, taking his hat off briefly (which he refused to take off for dinner) and ruffled at his hair.
"Woah." He breathed, pulling of a large grin. All the adults, and Santana, looked at him and smiled at him. "Can I come over soon so I can talk to him?"
"How about after dessert you can talk to him." She held out her pinky.
"But that's silly, he won't be able to hear me. I'll just be talking to myself."
"He can hear you little guy. He won't be able to talk back but he'll remember you when he's born. And then you and him are gonna be the best of buddies." Brittany took his pinky in hers and formed a toothy grin.
"Awesome." He turned back to his food and began eating again. Santana made eye contact with Brittany and mouthed 'I love you'. Brittany blushed at Santana's comment. Santana couldn't but gush over how amazing Brittany was with Ollie and how amazing she was going to be with Lucas.
Once dinner was over, Ollie had dragged Brittany over to he sofa to talk to Lucas.
"C'mon Aunty B-B." He enthusiastically patted the place where she was to sit down. "C'mon, I wanna talk to Lucas." He whined as she slowly took a seat next to him. As soon at she sat down, he began to ramble on about how they'd play dinosaurs (and how he bagsied T-Rex) and how he'd teach him how to be a ninja and so on. The one way conversation carried on for the better part of thirty minutes until Ollie passed out on Brittany's lap.
"I think that's our cue to leave." Kent commented, picking Ollie up off Brittany. "Thank you for the lovely evening. And girls, good luck with the little tyke."
"Thanks Kent." Brittany said quietly, not wanting to wake Ollie. Kaylee walked over to the two and gave them a hug at the same time.
"See you guys later." She waved goodbye, particularly making eye contact with Santana.
"Bye!" The duo said in sync.
"You are going to be an awesome Mom." Santana said, sitting down next to Brittany on the sofa. "The way you interacted with Ollie, it was so awesome to watch." She gushed.
"You were so adorable with him too baby." Brittany pecked Santana on the cheek and took her hand to stand up. Just as they began to make their way back up the stairs, the doorbell rang. "I'll get it." Brittany turned on her heel and walked back down the stairs. She was surprised to see Quinn standing behind the door with red puffy eyes from crying.
"Quinn? What are you doing here?" Santana walked up behind Britt.
"I told her. I told my Mom."
A/N; Oooooh, cliffhanger! What do you think Quinn told her Mom and Santana? And can we just talk about Ollie and Brittany... And Santana obviously.
Okay, no more Alex for now by the way! As for Kaylee and Santana, do you want drama or friendship?
What was your favourite part? And tell me your theories on Quinn!
What do you want to see happening?
p.s; Quinn doesn't have feeling's for Britt or San (;
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