Chapter 7 - Jealousy

Santana is broken from her thoughts when she hears someone entering the living room. She looks up and sees the warm brown eyes of her brother. "Hey sis. How was your date?" He asks curiously as he takes a seat beside her on the couch.

Santana doesn't say anything for a few seconds, her mind is filled with thoughts of Brittany, the girl, she admitted to herself not too long ago, she likes. Remembering her brother's question, Santana replies slowly. "We're friends." It's the only thing she's able to utter. She can't say much due to the fact she's completely terrified. She likes Brittany, the girl who's dating her brother, and who her brother thinks is the love of his life. Though Santana thinks it's way too soon for Jason to know if he loves Brittany or not and even way too soon for them to be living together after just 2 months of dating, she can't help the feeling that she's betraying her brother. And also she's scared because she has never liked someone, since what happened in high school.

Her thoughts are interrupted by her brother's caring voice. "Are you okay San? I haven't seen you like this, confused and scared, since we talked about that girl." Jason points out and Santana freezes up, her mind going back to three and a half months ago.

Flashback

"Hey sis. Did you get home alright?"

"I'm talking to you, aren't I?" Santana says with a smirk on her face as she goes to the kitchen fetch a glass of wine.

"Smart ass." Jason mutters and Santana laughs at his response.

"I know I have an awesome ass." Santana replies as she walks towards the couch with her glass of red wine in hand.

"Ew San, that's not an image I want to have in my head about my sister." Jason says a little grossed out. "About other girls, yes." He adds quietly as an afterthought and Santana rolls her eyes. "So how was your last night here in California? You haven't told me yet since you had to leave early to catch your flight."

"It was…" Santana trails off, memories of the beautiful blonde she spent the night with coming back to her. Her hypnotizing gorgeous blue eyes, her soft and so kissable pink lips, her smokin' hot body… Santana never was one to get attached to anyone. Since what happened to her in high school she swore she would never get involved with anyone emotionally. So she just stuck to one night stands. But the blonde, whose name is Brittany, was not like the other girls, she was… everything with her felt "different."

"Different?" Jason asks surprised and curious. "What happened last night San? And don't lie to me, because I know you."

"I… well…" She stutters, not knowing where to begin or if she should even tell him. What is there to tell him anyway?, she asks herself. But she knows exactly what's there to tell… and who's there to tell him about. If there's anyone who I can talk to, it's my brother. "I met someone." She confesses quickly.

"Well, tell me about this someone." Jason says softly, encouraging her sister to elaborate.

"Well, I was drinking at the bar while checking out the dance floor for potential hookups." Jason hums, signaling that she had his full attention. "Then I heard this guy, a very annoying guy may I add, trying to hit on a girl, but she wasn't interested at all. So, after the thousandth try by the man, I decided to step in and help the girl. The guy was completely pissed but I couldn't care less. The girl thanked me for saving her and that's when I saw the most magical eyes I've ever seen. They were so beautiful. She was so beautiful." Santana says dreamily with a smile on her face, her mind wandering to the amazing moments she had with the blonde. "So…" She clears her throat, shaking her thought away and continuing with the story. "I asked her to dance and she said yes of course." She says a little smugly and her brother rolls his eyes at this, though Santana can't see it. "We started grinding onto each other and soon things started to get pretty heated between us. When I realized what was happening we were in her apartment doing… you know." Jason hums in confirmation and Santana continues. "It was amazing Jason. She made me feel all these things that I don't even understand myself. Every kiss, every touch, every caress, everything was just so… perfect. She's so perfect." Santana says softly as the image of the blonde beauty pops into her mind, making a loving smile appear on her face. Not hearing any reply from her brother she checks her phone to see if the call was still going, which in fact was. "Jason?"

"You like her sis." It's the response she gets from her brother, making her freeze in her spot.

"No. No, I don't." Santana says quickly, too quickly in fact.

"I know you sis. And you're totally freaking out right now about what I said, but you do like her, you can't deny that. The way you talked about her and the way your voice sounded so content and dreamy… You finally found someone." Jason says proud and happy.

"That's impossible Jason. I just spent one night with her. I don't like her." Santana says the last sentence quietly, saying it more to herself than to her brother.

"San…" Jason tries to reason with her but she cuts him off.

"Don't!" She says a little irritated, but deep down she's just scared and confused as to what all of these feelings mean. "I don't like her okay?" She says shakily, her voice faltering a bit.

"Fine San." Jason says, knowing that pushing her sister is just going to make her put her walls up even higher. She'll talk when she's ready, until then he just has to be by her side. "You know if you need anything you can talk to me, at any time, okay?"

"Yeah, I know." Santana says, really grateful to have her brother's support. "I love you Jason."

"I love you too sis." Jason says sweetly with a smile on his face. "Take care of yourself. Don't do anything stupid there in New York." He says in a joking tone.

"You know me so well." They both laugh at this and after the 'goodbyes' are exchanged, Santana hangs up the phone. She slumps on her couch, her glass of wine now long forgotten, and with only one thing on her mind. I can't like her after just one night, can I?

End of flashback

"Santana?" Jason says loudly while waving his hands in front of his sister's face.

"Uh… what?" Santana asks confused, coming back to the present.

"Are you okay sis? You seem troubled." Jason says worried.

"I'm fine." Santana lies, which her brother notices and gives her a look that says 'I know you're not'. "Don't worry about it. I'm just a little tired. Nothing that a good night sleep can't cure." She says and her brother sighs, knowing that she isn't telling the truth but also not wanting to push her to do it. After saying 'goodnight' to her brother Santana walks to her room to get some sleep, hopefully.


Santana gets up from the couch when she hears the doorbell. She opens the door and in view appears Quinn with two cups of coffee in her hands. "Hey Quinn. Come in." She steps aside and lets the blonde enter the apartment. She guides Quinn to the living room and they both take a seat on the couch. The blonde hands one coffee to Santana and starts sipping her own. "Thanks."

Quinn puts her cup on the coffee table and then looks at Santana. "So tell me about this girl you like."

"I was hoping you had forgotten about that." Santana says half-joking and half-serious.

"Come on, tell me." Quinn says curiously.

Santana sighs and gives in. She tells Quinn everything. She tells her how she felt the first time she met Brittany, how they had a night full of passion, how 3 months later she saw the blonde again but as her brother's girlfriend, how they're living in the same apartment and that also the blonde is pregnant.

"Wow." Quinn says after Santana finished telling her the full story. "So let me see if I got everything right." She pauses to gather her thoughts and then continues. "You and Brittany met at a bar and had sex that night, then you saw her again three months later due to the fact that she's your brother's girlfriend and now you're living in the same apartment as she is. Also she's pregnant. Is that it?" Santana nods in confirmation. "This is insane."

"I know." Santana sighs. "I have no idea what to do." She confesses quietly.

Quinn takes Santana's hand in her own and gives it a reassuring squeeze. As the blonde is about to say something the front door opens and a few seconds later Brittany enters the living room. She's surprised to see a blonde girl sitting on the couch with Santana, but then she narrows her eyes as she notices their hands. A feeling, she doesn't like, sets in her stomach at seeing the complicity between the two.

"Oh hey." Santana says a little awkwardly and pulls her hand away from Quinn's. She doesn't know why she did it, but seeing Brittany looking at their hands so intently made her a little uncomfortable. Also, she didn't want the dancer to think that she and Quinn are together. Why? She has no idea. "Uhm… this is Quinn." She points at the blonde girl beside her, who smiles at Brittany politely. "Quinn, this is… Brittany." Quinn gives Santana a knowing look and a smirk appears on her face.

The blonde gets up from the couch and puts her hand in front of Brittany. The dancer looks at it and then shakes her hand with her own while forcing a smile on her face. "It's nice to meet you Brittany." Quinn says politely.

"You too." Brittany forces out while she pulls her hand away. "So you two are having a coffee date?" She asks after seeing two cups on the coffee table, annoyance and irritation audible in her voice.

Santana is about to deny it when Quinn beats her to it. "Yeah. We were just getting to know each other. Santana here is really funny and very flirty, may I add." Quinn says with a smirk on her face then she looks at Santana and sends her a seductive wink.

Brittany is fuming at this point and is glaring at the blonde with such a force that she's surprised that there aren't any holes on Quinn's head. "Well, enjoy your date." She says with a forced smile on her face, and then she storms off to her room and slams the door shut.

Quinn sits back down on the couch with an accomplished look on her face. "What was that? Why did you tell her we were on a date?" Santana asks the blonde quietly.

"She was jealous." It's the response she gets from Quinn, which makes her insides do summersaults and a giddy feeling to set on her stomach.

"How do you know that?" Santana asks curiously.

"Did you see how pissed off she looked when I told her we were on a date and that you were super flirty? She was totally jealous. If glares could kill, I would be dead and buried." Santana shakes her head at Quinn's antics and laughs at her craziness.

They chat for a little while longer until Quinn has to leave to do some errands. As soon as she closes the door behind her Brittany comes out of her room and walks towards the kitchen, ignoring the Latina completely. Santana sighs and goes to the kitchen to fetch a glass of water. She stops in her tracks, the fridge half open, when she hears Brittany's voice. "So your little girlfriend is gone already?"

Santana closes the fridge and turns around to look at the blonde, who's busying herself by cutting some vegetables. "First of all, she's not my girlfriend, second, even if she was my girlfriend you had nothing to do it and last, why don't you like Quinn?"

"Who said I don't like her?" Brittany says defensively as she stops what she's doing and looks directly at the Latina.

"Brittany…" Santana says pointedly, giving her a knowing look.

"Fine." Brittany sighs. "I don't like people who I don't know." That's a lame excuse and the blonde knows it, but it was the only thing she could come up with. And, frankly, she has no idea why she doesn't like Quinn… well, she might know, she just doesn't want to admit it.

"You liked me when we first met." Santana says without thinking and kicks herself internally as soon as she realizes what she said.

"Y-Yeah, b-but you s-saved me." Brittany stutters nervously and then adds quickly, realizing the double meaning of her words. "From that guy."

"Yeah." Santana breathes out. "Now tell me the real reason why you don't like Quinn." Santana says as she closes the distance between each other, emphasizing the word 'real'. "Are you jealous?" She asks in a mere whisper as she looks at Brittany's beautiful blue eyes. She notices them flicking to her lips, and that's all Santana needs. She starts leaning in slowly, their hearts beating like crazy like they will burst out of their chests at any minute now. And they both close their eyes in anticipation, just waiting for the feeling of their lips touching once again.


Another CLIFFHANGER! Will they kiss or will they not? That's the question... Well, you guys just have to wait for the next chapter to find out ;)

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P.S.1 The idea of Santana talking to Jason about Brittany, way before Jason met the blonde, was not mine, I just simply wrote it. All credits go to Snixx :) I thought it was an amazing idea so I decided to put it into the story. Thank you so much Snixx, you're AWESOME! :)

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