A/N: I had a bit of trouble with this chapter which is why it took longer than usual to get up, still not completely happy with it but I didn't want to wait too long to upload.

Part Ten

Brittany awoke in Santana's arms; her face nestled against Santana's bare chest. She could barely remember the previous night and her thoughts seemed to take a long time to come to her. She lay there content revelling in the smell of her girlfriend until she began to shift underneath her.

"Morning," Santana said, shaking loose Brittany's memories, she tensed before sitting up, covering herself with the sheets.

"Morning," she replied, feeling somewhat awkward.

"About last night…" Santana started.

"Please don't say it…" Brittany pleaded.

"Say what? I just wanted to say it was amazing, what's wrong?"

"I thought you were going to tell me it was the last time or something," Brittany turned her head away in an attempt to hide the tears now threatening to fall down her face.

"Why the hell would it be the last time?" Santana asked confused.

"Because you didn't speak to me for three days and then when you did I told you to shut up and fucked you instead. We barely even spoke last night so it's practically four days,"

"I love you Brits, we had an argument, but it was just one. And I get it, I know what sex is to you, I know it's important, I know its how you say 'I love you' when the words aren't enough, at least when you're with me anyway" Santana pulled Brittany back towards her but she resisted.

"What's wrong?

"It wont go away, not in one night. You were really mad at me, and we still haven't talked about your eating thing. We can't solve this just with some make up sex Santana!" she turned to look at her but Santana looked like she was just ignoring her.

"What's that, Brittany?" She followed Santana's line of vision, and she felt her stomach clench as she saw the cuts on her arm, brown and crusty with scabs.

"San…"

"I never saw it last night… They… you did that?" Brittany nodded. She braced herself for the anger she thought Santana was about to unleash but it never came. Instead she threw herself at Brittany, wrapping her arms and legs around her torso and stroking her hair. Brittany relaxed into Santana's warm body and let the tears fall, they held each other tightly, Santana whispering comforting words into her ear.

Eventually they broke apart and Santana began to get dressed as Brittany watched.

"Promise me you'll stop"

"I can't, I'll try, but it's hard… But only if you fix your eating," Santana stared at Brittany for a moment seeming to consider.

"We'll work together, ok?"

"Ok," She stood up and pulled Santana into a quick hug before giving her a light kiss and getting dressed herself.

"Finn! Get up or we'll be late for school!"

"I don't want to go to school, I'm ill"

"Shut up, get up," He heard Rachel walk out of the room and decided to go back to sleep, but just as he began to drift off he felt a horrible icy wetness running down his back.

"Holy crap! What is that?" He yelled, sitting up in bed.

"Oh my god, man up, Finn! It was only water," She leant forward and placed a kiss on his forehead, "Now get up or I'll do it again."

He got up and began to get dressed, as he did his thoughts strayed to last night.

"Are you still angry at me?" he asked

"No, I'm still kind of upset about everything, it still hurts, but I think I kinda worked the anger out of my system," she told him, unsuccessfully holding back a smirk when she got to the end of her sentence.

"Yeah, I think I did too," they continued to get ready in silence.

"We need to try harder," she said eventually, "we need to be able to trust each other, we need to talk about things instead of just getting angry."

"Yeah…" his guilt resurfaced when she mentioned trust, he knew he didn't deserve it, so far he had had sex with someone else, and even if she forgave him because he was drunk he had still kissed two other girls in the past week. At least one of them he was in love with, possibly both. 'You don't deserve her, Finn. You never deserved Quinn and now you don't deserve Rachel either. Don't even think of trying it with Brittany either, you definitely don't deserve her and Santana is supposed to be your friend'

"Finn…"

"Yeah?"

"You were pulling a weird face and just sat staring at the wall, are you ok?" she looked at him seeming slightly worried.

"Oh, right, I was kinda talking to myself in my head, but yeah, lets try be happy with each other, think positive right?"

He patrolled the halls trying to find her but she seemed like she had disappeared, maybe he was right that she was avoiding him. About 5 minutes before class started, he caught a glimpse of her turning a corner. He began to jog after her hoping to catch her and as he turned the corner he almost ran straight into her.

"Hello, Finn. You know this isn't football practice; you don't need to tackle me. Anyway I'm late for class, bye" She walked away without looking at him once.

"Quinn wait! We still have 5 minutes until class starts, I need to talk to you,"

"What is it, Finn?" she asked wearily, still avoiding looking at him.

"Stop avoiding me, I know it's been awkward since, well you know. But I'm really starting to miss you when you just ignore me like this,"

"Well it's hard for me okay? I just want to pretend none of it happened and move on."

"What about Brittany?"

"Brittany?"

"You promised to help, she's getting worse. She didn't show up to school yesterday, I haven't seen her today; her phone was off last night… At first I thought she just wanted to be alone but now I'm starting to worry," he lowered his voice so only she could hear, "I know it's weird, me loving you, you loving me, but not being together, it feels wrong, but we can put that aside, at least for now. For Brittany,"

"You're right," she sighed, "but is there anyway we can help her without spending time together? Whenever I look at you it reminds me of losing you," she finally looked at him, and his heart broke all over again at the sadness in her eyes.

"I know," he told her, trying to sound comforting "I didn't lose you Quinn, I was a jerk and an idiot and well I still don't know if I made the right decision, but I still remember the other things I lost whenever I see you," she looked puzzled at his last statement and began to open her mouth but he continued on, "We'll text instead, is that ok? Then you don't have to look at me and we can still help Brit,"

"Deal," she said, giving a weak smile, "Bye, Finn, text you later. If you see Brittany, let me know."

Finn sat in class, continually checking his phone, he knew it was stupid, she probably wouldn't text until after school but he still felt anxious about it. The lesson began and a couple of minutes in his phone vibrated in his pocket. His heart raced as he checked the text, desperate to hear from her but he was surprised to see Brittany's name on his screen.

- Finn, Im late. B x

- Class has only just started, just run and you wont get in trouble. Finn.

- Thats not wot I ment, Im late… I was supposed 2 get my period a few days ago. Im late.