Author's Note: Okay so I'm extremely sorry about this late update. I know this chapter is kind of short, but to make up for it there is going to be another update in 24 hrs. So you won't have to wait long. Thanks for all the reviews. I absolutely love you guys.

Btw did anyone catch glee Tuesday night and cry during Santana's speech? Best heartfelt speech ever.

So anyways ENJOY : )

Chapter Eleven

Santana's POV

Last month Quinn, Brit, and I quit the Cheerios. Coach wanted us to miss the big halftime show that the glee club was suppose to put on, but that's not where I went crazy. The moment she said she wanted to shoot Brit out of a cannon I lost it. No one is going to endanger my baby's life, no one. The glee club halftime show was the perfect excuse to quit. I'm not gonna lie when we quit I thought I wouldn't be able to protect Brittany if I wasn't a Cheerio, but the whole team crumbled when we quit and the whole nation witnessed it. So my social status still remained top dog.

Brit and I have been a little careless lately. We hold hands a little more and our hugs are noticeably lasting longer. It's only a matter of time before someone catches us, but honestly I don't care anymore. I love her and I want to shout it from the rooftop. That's easier said then done unfortunately.

Currently it's lunchtime and Brittany and I have snuck off to be alone, aka: make out. A few weeks ago we found this abandoned classroom that we are positive none of the other students know about and none of the teachers care about to come around during lunchtime. There's a random couch in the room and right now I'm straddling Brit's lap and kissing her passionately. We try not to let things get too heated during the school hours in fear of being caught because getting caught having sex with your girlfriend isn't the best way of people finding out.

Things are getting heated, though, when I move my lips to her neck and begin to lick, nip, and kiss Brit's pulse point. Her hands are moving up and down my sides and occasionally she grabs my ass. Honestly, when she starts getting rough I love it. It drives me insane. We start a little rhythm.

"San," I hear Brit moan.

"San stop." When I hear these words I stop and look at her.

"What's wrong babe?" I ask.

"We have to stop. If we continue like this I won't want to stop," she says while trying to catch her breath.

I smirk and lean into her ear. "But what if I don't want to stop?"

I feel her shudder underneath me. "We're at school."

I sigh because she's right we're at school. We can't get caught like this. So I get off and sit beside her with my legs thrown over her lap and an arm wrapped around her shoulders.

"Do you wanna go to the movies tonight? That new movie I Am Number Four just came out and I wanna go see it," Brit asks sweetly.

Suddenly, we hear a loud thud. It startles me a little, but I shrug it off.

"Probably a raccoon or something, but yeah I'll go. I'll pick you up at six."

She kisses me one last time before we gather our books and head to our separate classes. I have gym at this time. It's really boring. We don't do shit. After gym I'm the last one in the locker room or so I thought.

Emily pushes me against a locker. "Oh you're so going to regret that bitch!" I yell.

"Actually I'm going to enjoy every bit of kicking your ass!" Emily yells then pushes me again. I have no idea why she's ambushed me, but like hell I'll go down without a fight. Before more is said we're pushing each other and pushing each other.

Suddenly, I'm hit with a blow to the face. After I realize that Emily hooked me in the face I throw my fist towards Emily's face, but someone catches my hand. I look up and see Courtney standing there, then suddenly I feel a pair of strong arms wrap around my waist and pull me back. I'm struggling against the person who has a hold of me.

"Calm down," I hear Brittany whisper into my ear. She must have a hold of me.

"No, B, let me go! She got a swing!" I shout. Emily lunges at me, but Courtney is quick to grab Emily around her waist.

"What the hell is going on?" Courtney yells.

"Santana is dating Brittany," Emily says.

"Yeah so?" Courtney questions.

"So, Santana is a hypocrite and a bitch!" Emily yells.

"What the fuck are you talking about?" I yell.

"Easy, you bullied me into hiding my relationship with Courtney and now you're dating Brittany!" Silence takes over the room. I stop squirming and Brittany's hold has loosened around my waist. Once Courtney knows Emily won't attack me she let's Emily go.

"San, what's Emily talking about?" Brit asks. I knew this would come back to bite me in the ass. I just knew it.

"Oh yeah tell your girlfriend how you interfered with my relationship with Courtney," Emily says.

"I may have played a part in Emily staying in the closet," I say, but that's going to land me in the doghouse quick.

"That's bullshit. Hear I'll tell you what happened. Last year Santana found out about Courtney and I. She threatened to have me kicked off Cheerios because she knew I needed a cheerleading scholarship. She wanted me to act 'normal' and started dating guys." Emily turns to Courtney. "I never cheated on you willingly."

"What do you mean?" Courtney asks clearly a little shocked from the information being revealed, but I have a feeling I've never heard this next part.

"Remember I had a date with Bryan a few weeks before school let out?" Emily asks. Courtney just nods her head. "We went to a party where he ruffied me and raped me."

"What?" Brittany, Courtney, and I simultaneously yell.

"Why didn't you ever tell me?" Courtney asks.

"I didn't tell anyone until now. I couldn't tell my parents because they would never believe their perfect child would be stupid enough to go to a party and accept a drink from her date. I didn't tell you because you were so angry when I told you that Bryan and I slept together that you would barely look at me for months. And now I'm angry at Santana because you started this entire thing because I was dating Courtney. I just want to know why? Why torture me when you're clearly in love with another girl?" Emily asks me, but I'm too shocked to form words at the moment.

I'm speechless, which isn't helping my case at all. I look at Brit and she can't even look at me right now. I chance a look at Courtney who looks like she's going to kill someone; it might be me.

"Yeah where are your words now, bitch?" Emily says.

I'm about to say something when Courtney throws her fist in my face and I'm down. I have never been hit that hard before, man Court packs a punch. I have no time to recover when she grabs the material of my shirt near my neck and slams me up against the lockers. Our eyes lock, but like me she doesn't know what to say. There are no words, well there are, but at this moment there are no words for this situation.

"Courtney let her go," Brit puts her hand on Courtney's forearm. They look at each other and a little of Courtney's anger diminishes. She lets me go and storms out of the girl's locker room with Emily not far behind her.

I manage to recompose myself, but I'm terrified to look at Brittany. I know I didn't do this to her, but I did this to one of her best friends.

"Brit please say something," I say because I can't take the silence.

"I need to process. I'm going to go check on Courtney before she finds Bryan and kills him," Brittany says and leaves the locker room.

Tears begin to fall down my face because I think I might be losing the best thing that's ever happened to me.

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