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Chapter Seven

The past few weeks had been amazing. Brittany had started hanging out with Santana a lot more. Her feelings for the Latina were confusing her but luckily she didn't go on the feelings and she decided on just remaining friends with her until she figured her feelings out. I mean why would she like someone like her anyway? She had only started the school a few weeks ago and she couldn't even talk to her. Yes, Santana had been helping her but what good would that do in all honestly? She had still enjoyed Santana's company as it meant that Rachel could spend more time with Quinn as she knew she had been missing time with her girlfriend. It was hard for Rachel to balance her best friend and girlfriend and football and school work but she managed to do it which impressed Brittany. She could never do that. She wasn't good at juggling time with things like that. She'd end up seeing one person more and not the other or that she'd end up missing practice for someone. On a positive note the tutoring she was getting from Sam was showing to be doing well as her grades weren't terrible which was always something. The only problem she did have was that her parents had returned from their business trip which meant terrible attempts at trying to talk to her even though they knew she couldn't talk.

Brittany was getting ready to go out. Rachel had invited her to a get together with the Glee Club. She was quite nervous as she hadn't really talked to everyone and big crowds creeped her out but it did sound like fun. No harm in going right? She walked downstairs when she saw her mum and dad talking in the living room. Her eyes widened as she knew this meant they had come home for a reason. Her dad turned to her an smiled.

"Hey Britty. Come and join us for a few minutes. We want to talk to you."

Brittany sat down and looked up at her parents confused. They never wanted to talk to her as they usually just tried to avoid her at all costs and she was fine with that as it avoided situations like this.

"We know we've been bad parents ever since Zack died," Her mum began looking at her. "but we want to change that. We want to help you as it is obvious that you've not accepted his death yet as you're still not talking."

"So we have been talking and we think that seeing a therapist would help." Her dad suggested smiling.

Brittany looked at him and she didn't understand what they were trying to say. How would a therapist help when she couldn't even talk? She knew it wouldn't help so she found herself shaking her head. Her parents looked at her.

"Brittany you can't get help if you won't allow it." Her mum says to her. "We love you but you need to want help before we can help you."

As Brittany sat there not responding her dad moved towards her but Brittany backed away not wanting to be touched as she knew that's what her dad was planning on doing. She stood up from the sofa and backed away towards the door.

"Britty don't be like this."

Before anyone could say another word she ran out the door. She was supposed to meet Rachel in half an hour but she knew she couldn't wait any longer to get out the house. She would just have to arrive early and even though she hated that she didn't want to be in that house any longer with her parents. She needed her best friend.

She ran to Rachel's house and knocked on the door. She knew Quinn would be there but that didn't bother her right now. She needed Rachel to explain what just happened. She didn't understand why her parents were going to send her to a therapist when she couldn't talk. She needed Rachel to explain why her dad tried to touch her. Her mind was all over the place right now. She looked at the door and saw Rachel open it. She was smiling but her smile dropped when she saw Brittany in a panic.

"Britt? What's happened?" Rachel asked worried. "Did something happen at home?"

Brittany nodded and walked past Rachel into her house. She saw Quinn there who was putting her earrings in her ears. She looked really pretty but she was sure that Santana would look prettier. Beautiful in fact. Rachel walked into the house and walked to Brittany looking at her.

"Britt? What's going on?" Rachel asked looking at her but before Brittany could speak she spoke again. "And I know something is wrong as you are never early."

She did have a point there.

"My parents tried talking to me before I left." Brittany began knowing Rachel wouldn't drop it until she explained so might as well start now. "And they said they want me to go see a therapist."

Rachel looked at her. It pissed Rachel off that her parents tried talking to her as she didn't like Brittany's parents at all. One minute they pretend to care and he next they go back to normal. It's happened before and she knew it would probably happen again and she didn't want Brittany getting confused as she knew she was confused right now. And to add to that she was never late to a party so she had to sort this so it wouldn't be suspicious.

"What else happened Britt? You wouldn't freak out over them just telling you to go see a therapist" Rachel asked as she knew Brittany was keeping something else from her.

"Well after I said no dad leaned in trying to touch me." Brittany admitted looking at her fingers. "Dad should be able to touch me without me freaking out. I'm his daughter."

"Hey" Rachel says looking at her. Rachel hated her putting herself down over this. She always had done it as she thought it was her fault but of course it wasn't. Who would like finding their brother dead on the floor? It would make anyone freak out. "This is not your fault okay? Your parents should know by now that you don't like being touched and you haven't since you were little. It's their fault for not trying to help you sooner."

Brittany nodded and looked at her fingers. She saw her fingers were shaking from fright. She shouldn't be scared of her parents but when someone tries touching her she freaks out and runs. The only person who has managed to touch her is Santana and that was with a glove on so that doesn't really count. She wished she could so she could hug people and feel their body heat and be able to cuddle with someone but she can't do that. She hates it as she knows she can't be in a real relationship until she does which isn't fun. She watched all the other couples in school holding hands wishing she could do that. She looked up and saw that Quinn had walked into the room. She smiled and waved at her.

"Hey Britt. You feeling better now?" Quinn asked sitting on Rachel's lap. "God they are too cute!" Brittany thought to herself. She smiled and nodded in reply. Quinn was perfect for Rachel beyond belief and she loved how in love they were. You could tell just by the way they looked at one another.

"So now we are all here shall we get going?" Rachel asked standing up holding Quinn's hand. Brittany nodded and followed them to the car.

She thought that to be nice that she'd sit in the back since those two would want to hold hands and she was right. As they drove she watched as the both of them held each other's hands. Rachel was still able to drive though which amazed Brittany. She wished she could drive a car but she couldn't have lessons because of the whole not talking thing. She thought it was discrimination to do that but she knew they had a point. She couldn't just be quiet as she drove around but she also couldn't just let go of the steering wheel so she just gave up wanting to earn to drive. She had her motocross so she was happy and she didn't need to talk for that. She was happy with her motocross as last week she won her first race. She had missed the thrill of doing the sport so she was glad she could get back into it. She needed something that she used to do with her brother to help her. It got her thinking about him and it made her smile. She knew he was watching down on her every time she raced and cheering her on. It's what made her want to win so much. Plus a medal is always nice too.

"So Rachel was telling me you're becoming quite close to Santana." Quinn stated looking back at her. Brittany nodded in reply smiling. She was about to start signing when she remembered that Quinn didn't know sign language. "No it's okay. I know a bit. Rachel has been teaching me."

Brittany smiled and started signing. "Yes she's a great friend. She came to see me race."

"Britt she knows that as she was there too. Remember?" Rachel told her smiling.

"Oh yeah. Anyway yes she is a great friend to me. We hang out a lot and she took me to the aquarium after the race too!"

"Britt...me and Quinn were there too."

Brittany looked at Rachel confused. "Are you sure? I can't remember seeing you there."

Rachel laughed. "Because you were too focused on Santana to pay any attention to us."

Brittany blushed and looked out the window. She did have that problem around Santana. Someone could have come up to her and start poking her but if Santana was talking to her she wouldn't notice. That does not mean she likes her! She's only a friend. Yeah. Only a friend.

They arrived at the party and got out the car. This is where her nerves started to come to the surface. She wasn't good with big crowds of people she didn't know as she was always worried someone would do something to her and embarrass her. She also hated being around a large group of people in public. She always got thought in her head about people laughing at her and that something will happen that will embarrass her and everyone will laugh and she hated it but she couldn't stop it. She had been like that ever since she was little. She never knew what it was so she just thought it was normal for her. But now she had to deal with a group of people Rachel usually hung around with and she knew Santana hung around with them too but she didn't which made her nervous. She had heard about them as Santana talked about them often and so did Rachel but that doesn't mean she knew them. She knew their names. Well, she thinks she does.

"You ready Britt?" Rachel asked her looking at her. She nodded and followed her inside. Everyone was already there and they looked like they were having fun. She didn't like the crowd of people too much. It scared her a little but then she saw Santana walking up to them. She smiled watching as she came up to her.

"Britt! So glad you could make it." She exclaimed smiling happily. "Hey Q. Hey Rach."

"What? We don't get a greeting like Britt?" Q asked smirking.

"As if. I never greet you guys like that."

Brittany watched as the three of them spoke. Okay maybe she was just watching Santana but she made it look like she was watching all of them. She was not going to be one of those creepy people who sat and watched people. She looked around and saw people dancing and drinking and talking to each other. It looked like fun. She never went to parties as she always got self conscious of what people thought about her but now she has friends with her she doesn't have to worry that much.

"So how about we go and get a drink?"

Brittany nodded and followed the girls going to the kitchen with them. This was all new to her. She had never even had an alcoholic drink before but she was sure she would enjoy it. I mean everyone else did it right? She was stood in the kitchen watching as Rachel got them all some drinks. Rachel handed her a bottle with blue liquid in it. It even looked like a blueberry drink which made it totally more awesome. Well unless someone was going to make a rainbow coloured drink this would have to do. She drank it and even though it didn't taste of blueberry it still tasted awesome. God she loved it already! She continued drinking when someone pulled it away from her. She pouted and saw Santana smirking.

"Slow down Britt. We don't want you getting drunk just yet." Santana told her laughing as she pouted.

"Give it back! I'm thirsty!" Brittany told her trying to get the drink back but Santana was not giving in

"Nope. I will keep this for a while. You can still dance but no drinking." Santana stated looking at her. "Okay?"

Brittany sighed and nodded. It sucked but least she got to dance but how was she meant to do that when she didn't like anyone touching her? She wasn't that was the answer. She had to just sit and watch which made the party boring. Maybe she could just go and get another one. Yes that is what she'll do now Santana has gone. She wasn't her mum after all so she walked back into the kitchen and went looking for the drink she had earlier as now she wanted more. She felt like she was having a sugar rush like the one she usually has after eating lots of candy and she always ate more candy to make it worse which was exactly like now. She walked up to the counter when a drink was moved into her face just like the one she had earlier. Her face lit up and she look it grinning. She looked up seeing who it was from and smiled.

"Don't worry about it. You're not a child so you drink how much you want." The boy smiled and walked away.

She smiled and drank sitting on a stool in the kitchen. She smiled enjoying herself. It was her first party and it was pretty good so far. She looked around seeing people making out, dancing and just enjoying themselves. Just like she always wanted her life to be like. Maybe if what happened to her brother hadn't happened she might be one of these people. She smiled to herself taking another sip of her drink before downing it and finishing it. Suddenly her head was buzzing. She thought she would be worried but she couldn't care less. She loved it and she was going to enjoy tonight and forget what happened with her parents if it was the last thing she did.

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