A/N: Ok, I'm sorry, I had a wicked case of writers block (which is kinda ironic because the amount of happiness I felt after that kiss should have made me write for weeks :P) and it took me ages with this chapter so sorry it's been like ages (at least for me) since I updated. On a positive note, I only have one more chapter to finish (since I've already written the final one) and i also went back and fixed most (I really doubt all) of the grammar and spelling mistakes in all my other chapters so I'm going to repost those (i'm keeping the original notes though)
Part Nineteen
Brittany led Quinn through to the living room where Santana was waiting for them.
"What's going on?" Quinn asked as she saw the serious look on both Brittany and Santana's face.
"Sit down, Quinn," Santana ordered, pointing to a chair opposite her. Brittany sat down next to Santana and they both looked at Quinn.
"We're doing this because we love you," Brittany told her smiling.
"What are you on, Brit?" Santana asked her with a look of bewilderment on her face.
"That's what they say on TV for these sort of things," Brittany explained.
"We're not fictional characters on a TV show though, are we?" Santana replied.
"Well you never know, we could-"
"Can we just get to the point?" Quinn interrupted, becoming impatient. Brittany looked to Santana, indicating she should start.
"Well we need to talk about your lady loving tendencies," she explained. Brittany nudged her, "And I suppose we should talk about the whole Finn thing too."
"He loves you, Quinn, you need to stop ignoring him," Brittany told her. "I know you have been there before and it didn't work but the fact you both still love each other and keep ending up back with each other must mean something."
"Well, it could mean something but there always seems to be something or someone," she shot a dark look at Brittany, "that get's in our way."
"Quinn, I never meant to, I swear!" Brittany told her, becoming upset. Quinn softened, keeping her temper in check.
"It's okay, it's not your fault." She said. Brittany wasn't sure if she meant it or if she was just trying to be kind but Santana pressed on anyway.
"And what about your whole, you know, girl fucking thing?" she asked, bluntly. "You can't keep ignoring that."
"Shut up, Santana," she said, her anger quickly resurfacing. "I'm not talking about Finn, and I'm sure as hell not talking about a drunken tumble that didn't mean anything!"
"Quinn…" Brittany said, pleadingly.
"I've got to go, I've got stuff I need to pick up from school," she told them. "Goodbye."
She walked herself to the door leaving Santana and Brittany in silence.
"Well that was a waste of time," Santana said eventually, "we need a better idea."
"Yeah," Brittany replied becoming all too aware of the fact that it was the first time they had really been alone together for more than a minute since they had broken up. They sat in awkward silence for a moment before Santana spoke up.
"Well, I should probably leave now," she said, looking out of the window, "bye, Brit-Brit."
"Don't go!" Brittany said, unable to hold back the urgency in her voice. She wasn't even completely sure why she said it but Santana nodded and sat back down on the sofa next to her. They sat in silence, both staring in different directions until Brittany remembered something from the day she had put herself in hospital.
"San?"
"Yeah?"
"The day I went to hospital, you and Rachel were talking about something in the hallway at school, what was it?" Brittany asked, turning to look at Santana.
"I don't remember," she replied, looking at the floor.
"Oh, okay," Brittany said, feeling slightly disappointed. They reverted back to their silence and Brittany risked the odd glance in Santana's direction. After about 5 minutes Brittany began to feel warm tears run down her cheeks and quickly began to sob quietly to herself. After only a few seconds she felt Santana wrap her arms around her, pulling her close. She buried her face into Santana's chest as she began slowly rocking her back and forth, stroking her hair.
"I'm so sorry, Santana," she said into Santana's already damp t-shirt, in-between her sobs. "I wish I could take it all back, please don't hate me."
"It's okay, Brittany," Santana told her, lifting her head up so she could see into Brittany's eyes. "It hurts, but I'm not angry at you. I don't even know if I'm supposed to be angry with you or not, but even if I am I don't think I can be. I can understand how it would happen; I mean, I did do the same thing with Quinn."
Santana tightened her hold on Brittany until her crying subsided and they continued to sit in silence.
"Brittany, I need to go home, but…" she hesitated as she stood up, "would you like to go on a date with me?"
"A date? Where?"
"I don't know, breadstix or something, I'll text you, okay?"
"Okay."
Santana turned round and left, leaving Brittany with a sick nervous feeling in stomach.
Finn was still moody from the events of the past week as he drove home but as he passed the school he caught sight of Quinn in the parking lot. 'Fix it' he told himself, pulling over. He got out of the car and walked over to hers just as she was closing the trunk.
"Hey, Quinn," he said meekly, "What are you doing at the school so late?" he asked her. She ignored him and walked the long way around the car to the drivers seat. He walked the other way to cut her off and force her to look at him.
"Quinn, will you just talk to me, please?" he begged, feeling pathetic but not even caring. She ignored him again and tried to walk around him again but he stood against the door stopping her opening it. "When are you going to stop shutting me out?"
"When I stop loving you!" she shouted at him, tears forming in her eyes and her fury almost spilling from her. They stood in silence, Quinn waiting for him to move and Finn unsure how to react. He stared deep into her eyes and almost simultaneously they threw themselves at each other, Quinn's hands gripping tightly on the front of Finns jacket and his placed firmly on her hips. Finn felt his legs shake as she kissed him, with more love, passion and force than she had ever done before. He steadied himself and spun her round, lifting her up to sit on the hood of the car. Quinn's hands glided down his torso to his belt and without hesitation or permission she undid it, along with the button and zip of his jeans.
Finn began to kiss back even harder to tell her it was what he wanted and he quickly slid his hands up her dress and removed her underwear, letting it fall to her ankles. Their lips finally parted as she began kissing his jaw, he rammed into her causing her to bite down hard on his shoulder, her eyes shut tight. She began kissing him again as he started to thrust. She slid her hands up the back of his shirt, digging her nails into his skin.
Finn pulled away from her lips and began kissing her neck, grunting into it. He thrust into her even harder, causing her to gasp. She began to moan softly, her nails digging into his flesh even deeper. He bit down on her neck lightly and she threw her head back, her moans increasing. She climaxed quickly only just coming before Finn, and they stayed there panting, holding each other up. Finn held her tightly in his arms until he finally gained the courage to look in her eyes again.
"I love you…" he told her, but her eyes opened wide and she pushed him backwards, before pulling up her underwear.
"Shit! This shouldn't have happened!" she said, tears gathering in the corner of her eyes again.
"Quinn…"
"No, it was a mistake, I can't do this, not after Rachel and Brittany… I can't!"
"Quinn!" he shouted at her, feeling hurt and frustrated. "Why are you so angry at me for sleeping with Brittany! We weren't even together! It's not fair, you're just like Rachel!" his stomach dropped as the words left his mouth. Quinn immediately seemed withdrawn and he could see how hurt she was. "No, I didn't mean it! I swear! I'm sorry…"
"If you didn't mean it, you wouldn't have said it! Of all the… Just leave me alone Finn, don't speak to me… ever." She pushed him aside and got into her car. She drove away, leaving Finn alone in the dark Parking lot. He fell to his knees, a knot in his stomach.
"Fuck!"
A/N: I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up but I can promise it wont be as big of a break as this time. Also when it's up the next chapter will be up probably in less than 24 hours afterwards, so there definitely wont be a big break.