I thought you guys might want some Brittana and it feel's nice to get this chapter out so I can move on with the next. Please Review. xxx
Santana stood on the stage, the music began:
Santana: I'm feeling sexy and free
Like glitter's raining on me
You're like a shot of pure gold
I think I'm 'bout to explode
Beth walked onto the stage and began to waltz with Santana.
Beth: I can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air
Now I'm breathing like I'm running cause you're taking me there
Don't you know...you spin me out of control Beth span Santana round,
Beth and Santana circled one another for the chorus
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Beth:We can do this all night
Santana: Damn this love's skin tight
Baby come on
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Pull me like a bass drum
Beth: Sparkin' up a rhythm
Baby, come on!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Santana: Rock my world into the sunlight
Beth: Make this dream the best I've ever known
Santana: Dirty dancing in the moonlight Santana spun her self into Beth, her back to her as she ran her hand down Beth face,
Beth: Take me down like I'm a domino
Santana: Every second is a highlight
When we touch don't ever let me go
Beth: Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Take me down like I'm a domino
Beth: You got me losing my mind
Santana: My heart beats out of time
I'm seeing Hollywood stars
Beth: You strum me like a guitar
Santana: I can taste the tension like a cloud of smoke in the air
Now I'm breathing like I'm running cause you're taking me there
Don't you know...you spin me out of control
They repeated the routine for the chorus,
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
We can do this all night
Beth:Damn this love's skin tight
Baby come on
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Santana: Pull me like a bass drum
Sparkin' up a rhythm
Baby, come on!
Ooh ooh ooh ooh
Rock my world into the sunlight
Beth: Make this dream the best I've ever known
Santana: Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Beth: Take me down like I'm a domino
Santana: Every second is a highlight
Beth:When we touch don't ever let me go
Santana: Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Beth: Take me down like I'm a domino
Beth: Ooh baby baby got me feeling so right
Santana: Ooh baby baby dancing in the moonlight
Ooh baby baby got me feeling so right
Beth: Ooh baby baby dancing in the moonlight
Ooh baby baby got me feeling so right
Santana: Ooh baby baby dancing in the moonlight
Ooh baby baby got me feeling so right
Rock my world into the sunlight
Beth: Make this dream the best I've ever known
Santana:Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Beth: Take me down like I'm a domino
Beth: Every second is a highlight
Santana:When we touch don't ever let me go
Beth: Dirty dancing in the moonlight
Santana:Take me down like I'm a domino
Santana finished Beth held her thigh at her hip and they were close to kissing, the clapping of the New Directions brought them out of their trance,
"wow guy's that was amazing" Mr Shue told them.
"Did you expect any different Mr Shue?" Santana asked,
"Of course not"
Santana stood at her locker the following week, she had spent the weekend with Beth and her Dad as they fixed car's not Santana's ideal weekend but she had gotten to stay with Beth for two nights without any parents butting in or warning them,
"hey" she heard a timid voice from behind her Santana turned to see Brittany behind her,
"hi" Santana said in the same timid voice,
"I really miss you San"
"I miss you to Britt" Santana tried to keep the bitterness out of her voice,
"I miss being bestie's and hanging out and stuff"
"I miss it to Britt but you have Artie now and I have Beth"
"Beth?" Brittany asked,
"Yeah she's helping me get through some stuff"
"but I thought we were bestie's for life"
"we still could be Britt" Santana told her looking at the floor,
"I miss your sweet lady kisses" Brittany muttered,
"If we went back to being bestie's Britt there's no more lady kisses I can't" Santana faltered trying to be honest, "I can't do that to Beth" or myself Santana told herself, Brittany's face lit up as she hugged Santana. Santana had to admit it she had missed her best friend and it felt good to have her back,
"I have to go to class but I'll see you at lunch?" Santana nodded and watched the cheerleader skip away. Plan in action Brittany thought to herself.
Beth was sat in the changing rooms, practice had been harder than usual and she had stayed longer to stretch. Beth heard the doors open to see Brittany walk in,
"Hey Brittany what's up?" Beth asked, unsure why the girl was here, Brittany walked up to her, her arms crossed tightly over her chest,
"Stay away from Santana" the blonde said,
"excuse me?"
"you heard me stay away from Santana"
"You gonna give me a reason Brittany? or just assume that I'll stay away, which by the way ain't gonna happen"
"Santana is trying to be calm about all of this and your flaunting it. Your making it harder"
"Really? cause last time I checked she was screaming my name not your's" Beth told her darkly,
"You won't like what I have to say" Brittany mumbled,
Beth was taken aback. "Um, what? I don't understand."
Brittany huffed and ran a shaky hand through her hair. She turned her back to the baseballer, trying to collect herself. She wasn't used to feeling like this. This anger, jealousy, frustration, they rumbled together in her gut. So as with most things in her life, Brittany simply did what her feelings dictated.
"I want you to stay away from Santana. I don't want you spending time with her any more" she restated, her back still turned to the baseballer.
Beth sighed. This was not a conversation she had anticipated having with the blonde. Brittany barely said ten words to her since their first meeting and although Beth had tried to engage the dancer, Brittany had been largely unresponsive, cold even. Faced with the dancer's unexpected anger and bold request, Beth was caught off guard.
"Brittany," she started hesitantly, "I'm not sure what you think I'm trying to do with Santana, but I'd never hurt her. I l-"
"You are hurting her," Brittany cut her off and spun around. Her eyes flashed and she rushed to prevent Beth from continuing her thought. She didn't need to hear about how much the other girl liked Santana. "You think you're helping, but you're not. You're just…you're just making it easier for her hide." Brittany's voice was thick as she stumbled over how to verbalize what she was feeling without revealing too much to the girl, to this stranger. "She's supposed to be working on herself, on being okay with herself. She doesn't need you…messing with her."
Beth took a breath and approached the distraught blonde slowly. "Look, I know Santana has some issues with being Lesbian but she's getting there" seeing Brittany's eyes narrow she rephrased her statement, "I just want to be there for her. I can help her through this."
Brittany stiffened at Beth's words. "You don't get it! Santana doesn't need…" she paused, "a girlfriend now," she bit off the word as if it physically hurt to say. "Being with you is just going to confuse her more. You have no idea what went on last year. You're messing everything up!"
Brittany let out a forceful breath and pushed her hands against her forehead, trying to ease the pulsing ache that was blooming behind her eyes. Beth stayed quiet, waiting for her to continue. "Santana's so scared that she can't see how amazing she is and how amazing being with her is and how anyone she's with would want to show her off and be with her openly and…and…and she needs to realize that we can't keep going on being secretive and hiding and pretending. It's all just so stupid! And it hurts her the most in the end."
The blonde was so caught up in her emotions that she didn't realize her slip. Beth, on the other hand, had not missed the "we" in Brittany's outburst and her stomach dropped a little. "Brittany," she paused. She didn't know how to ask what was becoming painfully necessary in the moment. Beth didn't want to think that Santana had lied to her, but the emotions radiating off the tall blonde were way out of proportion to what Beth thought was appropriate for someone talking about their "friend." She looked down at her feet before continuing. "I was under the impression that you and Santana weren't together, romantically, any more you and Artie..." She looked up at the blonde, hoping to make eye contact. "Was I wrong?"
Brittany felt her chest tighten. She darted her eyes to the floor and curled her toes inside her sneakers. "It's not like that," she said quietly. "We're…we're not together like that." but I want to be Brittany thought
"I want Santana to be open with herself but she's got to work it out at her own pace yeah Brittany that stupid commercial ran but did you ever stop and think what Santana needs. And if she's as scared as you think, then she needs as much love and support as she can get, right?"
"She has that! I support her. Glee club will be there for her when she lets them. What she doesn't need is you -" she stopped abruptly, struggling to not say fucking her, "being with her and letting her continue be afraid."
"Brittany," Beth was initially relieved to hear the blonde confirm that she and Santana weren't involved but she was becoming frustrated with Brittany's accusations that somehow she wasn't good for Santana. She wanted to reassure Brittany but she certainly wasn't going to stay away from the Latina either. "I get that you and Santana have history, and believe me when I say I'm not trying to hurt either one of you. But maybe you're confusing what Santana needs with what you want."
Brittany's jaw clenched so tightly the baseballer could actually see her grinding her back teeth. Her eyes were dark and she straightened her back and squared her shoulders. Although Beth was the same height as Brittany she was little broader than the leggy blonde, she found herself taking a step back, unsure what the incensed woman in front of her was capable of.
"Okay. Okay," Beth interjected, raising her palms to calm the girl. "Look, we both want what's best for Santana, and she must be making progress, right? I mean she wouldn't be friends with me if she was so worried about what people would think about her." She took a breath. "She's just moving at her own pace, that doesn't mean she shouldn't be loved in the process."
Brittany pursed her lips. "This isn't about that! This isn't about loving Santana. She is loved. It's about helping her be okay!"
"You keep saying that but what does that even mean?" Beth's frustration and irritation was building as she felt unwarranted attacking. "What do you want from her, Brittany? You want her to shout her love for girls or for you or me from the rooftops? To declare to the world that she's a lesbian? If that's what you need in order to be with her, then that's fine. You shouldn't have to compromise your needs for hers. But Brittany," Beth took a step forward and tried to place a hand on the blonde's shoulder. Brittany pulled away abruptly. "If there's someone who can love her and hold her and be with her as she works through this, without grand gestures or public displays, maybe you should let them try?"
She just didn't get it. Brittany stomped her foot. "You're just distracting her. You make it easy for her to continue denying who she is because you don't ask anything more from her. You don't know her." She clenched her fists and slapped them against her thighs. This girl just wasn't getting it and Brittany didn't know how to make her understand. "I just want her to be proud of herself. I don't want her to be afraid any more. I want her to know she has people here who love her and will be there for her no matter what." The irritated blonde's voice grew as she tried to convince the Baseballer that being with her wasn't what Santana needed.
"But she's getting there Brittany. Maybe it's taking her a little longer than you'd like, but she's getting there. And what another thinks isn't always what's best for those in the picture" Beth rubbed her forehead, trying think of a way to convince the angry blonde that she wasn't the bad guy. "Coming out is hard. And it's scary. And it can feel really lonely. It isn't anyone's place to dictate when and how Santana tells people especially not us sure people know but if they start doing what they did with Kurt then Santana will feel more lonely than ever. We can just be there for her when she needs us."
"We are there for her! Even if it's going to be hard, we'd protect her!"
"You're going to protect her?" Beth slammed her fist into the locker that separated the two women. She was quickly finding her frustration morphing into anger. She had weathered the blonde's accusations, tried to reason and reassure her and still Brittany persisted in casting Beth as the villain. She looked directly into the blonde's electric blue eyes, clenched her jaw and lowered her voice. "I came out at 12 and the only person that truly accepted me was my mother and she died four months later" Beth's eyes shimmered with the pain of the memory and she let out a strained laugh. "And you think you and Glee club are going to protect her? You can hardly protect yourselves"
Brittany tried to use her height against Beth but it didn't work, her normally blue eye's had gone dark, "Stay away from Santana or you'll regret it" Brittany threatened,
"what are you going to do Brittany set Unicorns on me?" Beth teased not taking her seriously, she was fed up of Brittany already,
"are you calling me stupid?" Brittany yelled, "Cause I am not stupid. Santana knows that and she's trying to get through this your only making it worse"
"Did I say that?" Beth asked,
"Don't call me stupid or you won't like what I have to say"
"Bring it Pierce" Beth growled. She grabbed her bag and walked away from the seething blonde.
So do we like jealous Brittany or shall I go with Brittany coming between the two because that's a big focus on the next chap but let me know if you think it should be going in a different direction, always open to review. :-)