Chapter 13
A/N: This chapter is for you Brittana100. Like I say to all my reviewers ask and you shall receive. I'm a little new to all of this and I am always changing my story as I write so please bear with me. As always read and review I love feedback.
Disclaimer: I do not own Glee.
Flash back will be in italic and they aren't always in order.
Santana was nervous. This was the first time that she would be meeting Brittany's kids. She knew today was her oldest, Rachel, birthday and she wanted to make a good impression. By what Brittany have told her the kids just know her as one of mommy friends. She was turning thirteen, and she knew how teenagers could be, shit she was only eighteen herself. She knew they were judgmental brats sometimes, but at the same time she did want the girl's approval. She also knew that this would be the first time that she would meet the husband in person. Brittany told her it was just a small get together, and she wanted me near. After our love confession, we kind of have been clingy towards each other. We don't talk about the fact that she is married, I think we just ignore it, but tonight will definitely be a test of patience. I just don't want anyone else's hands on what is mind. I pull up on my motorcycle and walk towards Brittany's door. Yes, I have a motorcycle. Since my parents don't pay much mind to me they tend to shower me with gifts, and since my eighteenth birthday was pretty much forgotten, my dad took me out and said I could get anything I wanted. I decided on a bike.
When I finally walk up to the door I gather courage to ring the bell. I hear running and a lot of talking before the door is tore open. I was really praying that Brittany would answer to avoid any awkward moments, but of course I wasn't as lucky. A girl, I assumed was Rachel, answered the door and looked at me questioningly, "um… can I help you. I think you have the wrong house. We are currently celebrating my birthday as for today I have turned thirteen which is seen as the first step in adult hood, thus must be celebrated appropriately. So if you don't mind please excuse yourself from my house so we can continue on with my festivities." Soon the door was shut and I was stuck there stupid. What the hell just happened? I could feel my cheeks burning with embarrassment. I think I was just told off by some snotty teenager. I shook away my daze and rang the doorbell again. This time I was going to make sure I got my words out.
I was once again greeted by Rachel, who looked at me with a tad more attitude in her face, "was I not clear…" "Wait, just shut up please." Rachel stops and looked at me with her eyebrow cocked up. "Excuse me, you can't come to my house and just talk to me…" "Rachel, please stop talking." "How do you know my name? Are you stalking me? I know one day I'm going to be famous so I should be used to this, but this is ridiculous. I let you know I have no problem calling the authorities." I started to turn around, jump on my bike and just go home. This kid was giving me a headache and the thought of spending my whole day with her just didn't sound pleasant at all. Just as I was walking down the stairs, the voice of my angel came from behind me. "Santana, I'm so happy you came." When I turned around I was blinded by locks of blond hair and the smell of honey that I loved so much, I came to learn that it was her body wash. When I looked over her shoulder I could see Rachel with a confused expression and a little boy whose eyes were as blue as Brittany, and golden hair peaking around Rachel. I assumed it was Sam "Ummmm Britt we have an audience." She looked at me and smile, and then turned towards her kids. "Come on so I can introduce you to them." We all walked in the kids trailing behind us so that Rachel could shut the door. When I turned Rachel was glaring at me, and Sam was just staring at me with curiosity. "Kids this is my friend from work, Santana. Santana this is my son Sam and my daughter Rachel." I looked at them while they sized me up. It was clear that they were unsure on what to do about me, and honestly they were kind of making me nervous. Sam was the first to speak; he walked up to me and held out his hand, "hi I'm Sam Nice to meet you." I shook his hand and smiled back. He had awesome manners, unlike his sister who was still giving me the death glare. I introduced myself back to him and then turned to Rachel, "hi Rachel, happy birthday." She mumbled me a thank you and then walked pass me towards where I assumed the party would be taking place. Brittany gave me an apologetic look, and ushered me towards where Rachel went with Sam traveling behind. Sam soon walked next to me and I could feel his eyes bearing into the side of my head. I turned towards him, "what's up kid." He smiled at me, "I like your bike outside. Its blue, that's my favorite color. Can I ride on it with you." I laughed, this kid was something else. I was a complete stranger yet he wanted to ride on my bike. I giggled and looked down at him, "how old are you?" I'm ten, but I'm just short, mom said I will have a growth spurt soon, so the other kids will stop picking on me." I frowned at this, who the hell do those kids think they are picking on my child. Did I say my child, I mean Britt's child. I stopped walking and kneeled next to him. "Well I tell you what. If your mom says its okay one day I will take you on the bike with me when I get a helmet made just for you. We have to be safe and those kids are bullies. They shouldn't be picking on you just because you're shorter than them." He smiled this hundred watt smile and nodded his head. I laughed and gave him a pat on the head. "You know mom talks about you all the time." I froze at this, was Brittany really telling her kids about us. I didn't know how good of an idea this was. Like she talks about her kids all the time, I know so much about them and would think they were mine, but I didn't think they knew anything about me. "Really, what does she say?" "She doesn't talk to us about you, she talks to herself. Like sometimes after her and daddy fights she will go to her room and cry after he leaves. I hear her mumble your name sometimes. Or when she tucks me in and thinks I'm sleep she talks on how much we would enjoy having you around. She even uses you in my bed time stories. She calls you san." I couldn't believe this, this ten year old knew a lot that was going on around him, which I'm sure Brittany had no idea he knew. I shook my head and looked at him again. "Hey can I ask you a serious question, does your daddy hurt your mommy?" Sam cocked his head to the side before he answered, "I just see them yelling at each other a lot. Like sometimes daddy comes home late and mommy gets really mad because he is supposed to be home for family time. They start to yell and Rachel takes me upstairs and tells me to stay in my room. Sometimes daddy leaves and I don't see him until the next day, but then he brings me new toys and promises to take me to go see the ducks. Rachel and daddy yell at each other sometimes, and it's just a lot of screaming. Daddy is supposed to be here now, Rachel thought it was him at the door, but it was you. I tried to tell Rachy about you before, but she thought mom was just making up a character for my story." "So just yelling, that's it." Sam nods his head and I begin to see tears in his eyes, "hey, hey don't be upset. I just wanted to know. Your mommy tells me about you all the time and I'm so happy I finally get to see you." I give him a hug and he smiles at me. He seems to act young for his age. Maybe his height is also connected to that, I will be sure to ask Brittany about that one day.
Sam and I finally joined everyone else in the other room, everyone including Rachel and Britt. Britt was at the oven pulling out what looked like Rachel's birthday cake. Rachel was sitting at the table with her arms crossed and Sam walked over to join her. I walked over next to Britt as she was putting icing on the cake. "hey, is everything okay?" Britt looked over at me with tears in the corner of her eyes, and all I wanted to do was wipe them away, but I didn't want the kids to see us, so I just moved a little closer. "Hey, talk to me, what's wrong?" "Finn isn't here, and as much as Rachel may say she doesn't care I can clearly see she is upset. She has been lashing out on everyone all day and it's starting to take its toll. I mean it's her thirteenth birthday, why wouldn't he be here. He knows how much this means to her. And at that she has been really mean to her brother because Finn never misses his birthday." Brittany got all of that out and on whisper and I could see the tears threatening to fall. I discretely placed my hand on top of hers, and she looked up at me. "Hey, relax and breathe. I'm here with you and we will get through this." "I just don't know what to do san, I can't do this anymore, and he can't keep disappointing the kids. I just don't know what to do. All I wanted to do was kiss her then and there but I had to refrain myself from such actions. So instead I settled for a hug and whispered in her ear, "don't worry, I will fix this." I pulled back and she smiled at me. I looked into her eyes and could tell she wanted me just as much as I wanted her. I pulled away and walked over to sit at the table with Sam and Rachel. Sam looked at me with those big baby blues I've come to love, and Rachel just sat there with her head held high arms crossed and tears obviously threatening to fall. I shook my head, how could someone just not want to be with this beautiful family. "So Rachel, it's your birthday tell me the one thing that you really want to do and we will do it." Rachel turned towards me with quizzical eyes while Sam starred at me anxiously. "Sam you can pick one thing you really want to do and we will do that too." I could feel Brittney's eyes burning into the back of my head, but I decided to focus all of my attention on these kids. Rachel seems to think about this for a while before a mischievous grin appeared on her face, "I want to go to New York, to see an actual lie Broadway play." Sam shot his hand in the air and I nodded in his direction, I want to go to the park in New York and feed the duck. Rachel told me they have a big park where there are always ducks."
I looked at these kids, like who says that shit I mean really New York. I looked at them then Brittany. She looked at me with her eyebrow cocked. I turned backed towards Rachel then smirked back, "okay, one trip to new York coming right up. I will be back in like thirty minutes," and without another word I ran out the house towards my bike.
A/N: alright guys here is another chapter from yours truly. Hope you are all still enjoying it. Next chapter will be more flashbacks. I got some good reviews asking for flashbacks and Brittana. Sometimes I get off track so feel free if I start to lose you. Lol. As always you can ask me anything and I'm open to any and all requests.