It was just another day, I woke up, I studied a little and now I was sitting on the beach tanning while Puck was in the water with Quinn, both trying to act like they're just friends. They're obviously crazy about each other, I don't see why they won't buck up and ask the other out. Sometimes I wonder if I'm the only mature one around here, I mean if you like someone you should tell them... okay maybe I should be taking my own advice. I haven't even talked to Brittany since we went out to get my cousin a present.
We ended on pretty good terms although I can't help feeling like she was still mad at me, that she was still mad at me for what happened the night before we hung out. We hadn't really talked about that night and I feel like I hurt her, that was the last thing I wanted to do. She hasn't even texted me since then. Maybe we aren't meant to be friends.
Pushing that thought out of my head I went back to my tanning and focused on my music from my iPod, which never failed to cheer me up. My music was like my escape, I guess that's why I was minoring in it, I wanted to major in it but my parents wouldn't let me. They told me that I should have a back up in case my music doesn't turn out. My music was a way into my soul, it was a huge part of me but I hadn't really found anyone to share it with other then Puck or Quinn. My mum and dad were never were that interested in it.
I saw Puck coming over towards me leaving Quinn in the ocean by herself, he was probably going to ask me something like "does this mean she likes me" or something like that like he usually does. I looked over at Quinn who pretended she didn't mind that he left her but I could tell otherwise.
"What's up Puckster?" I asked him, he hated when I called him that.
"Shut it Lezpez," he told me, if he didn't have a good reason for coming over here he was totally going to get it.
"What do you want?" I asked him, he was disrupting my precious tan time.
"Tonight. Me, you, Quinn and the rest of the gang are going to Rush to get our drink on, you best be coming," he told me. Rush was one of the best bars near campus. A lot of students went there when they wanted to get a good drink, they was famous for there mystery drinks. No one knew what they had in them but damn they were good.
I hadn't really been out that much so I guess it was about time I went out and partied. Besides I had to keep my eyes on Puck and Quinn to make sure they don't do anything stupid because when they get drunk they start doing crazy shit. It is my duty as their best friend to stop them from making fools of themselves even if they sometimes let me get carried away.
"Yeah sure, it should be fun," I told Puck who did one of his lame fist pumps, I just rolled my eyes.
"Great! Maybe you want to invite Brittany? It could be a good excuse to talk to her?" I knew exactly what he meant, I wanted to text Brittany these last couple of days but to be honest I was scared. I really don't know why, she said we were friends, I could text friends but I just didn't want to be one of those random people that are like 'hey, how's it going. I wanted to talk to you but I have no idea what to say so I'm just going to say hey.'
"I don't know if she'll want to come," I said.
"Stop being such a wimp and text her, you don't know what she's going to say until you ask her," he was right, gosh I hate it when he's right. It means I have to give him the satisfaction of knowing I was wrong or worse I actually have to thank him.
"Aren't you going to thank me?" There is it, he's always looking for my gratitude towards him. He knows it really bugs me when he's right so he tried to milk it every single time.
"No thanks," I tell him giving him one of my sarcastic smiles.
"Whatever, don't expect me to give you advice anymore," he tells me.
"Please like you ever give me good advice," I joke and he gives me a gentle shove, so I give him a playful slap on the shoulder, he winces but he was totally asking for that. No one pushes Santana Lopez around, I'm a stand up girl!
"And for the record, I give you better advice then you could ever gives me," he says with a wink.
"I don't believe that for a second. You just choose not to follow my advice because you don't have the balls to tell her your true feelings," He knows it's true.
"Whatever Satan, I'm going back to swimming now," he says starting to walk away.
"Finally some peace and quiet!" I call after him, which results in him flipping me off as he walks back to the water and Quinn giving her a wave. I can only laugh, they are so in love even if they choose not to show it.
He's right though, I should talk to Brittany, the worst that could happen is she would say no. I pull out my phone and begin to text her before I chicken out again. I stare at her name for a few seconds, if she really wanted to hear from me should we have texted me but I really want to see her I should text her. I hate having these internal battles with myself. I press send before I can change my mind.
Santana: Hey Britt, do u wanna come with me and the gang to Rush 2night?
Short and simple, I hoped that was good enough. I though of apologizing for not texting her earlier but I didn't want it to turn out into an eight page essay. I decided I'd just wait and see what she'd have to see.
I put my iPod back in and started to listen to my music, I watched as Puck picked Quinn up and started twirling her around over the water, watching the two of them together amused me. I thought I might try to embarrassed them, it might get interesting and I needed a distraction while waiting for Brittany's reply.
"Get a room you two!" I shout down at them, Puck quickly drops Quinn in the water he looked embarrassed, exactly what I was going for. I could stop laughing, that was the best reaction I could ever hope for! Quinn had gone under the water and now had come up still in shock from being dropped. She hit Puck in the arm. Score for Lopez.
"You ass! Why'd you drop me?" She told him.
"Sorry, I was startled," he answered; oh gosh this was just too fun to watch.
They went on like that for a couple of minutes, arguing which then turned into splashing each other until they were hugging again. They make up quick, it was cute but I was never going to tell them that I thought they were cute together. If I told them I thought they were cute I would never hear the end of it.
I looked back at my phone but still no text from Brittany, maybe she was ignoring me. I hated waiting for people to text me back. Just when I was about to go back inside I heard my phone buzz. I quickly picked it up and search for my messages. There it was, the text message from Brittany.
Brittany: Tonight? Oh sure, I think I can make it.
She didn't seem to thrilled, she sounded like she was going because she had nothing better to do with her night, that stung. Still I was going to see her and that counted for something.
Santana: Great! We're leaving at 8, do you need me to pick you up? :)
I hoped she would say yes, it gives me more time to spend time with her.
Brittany: No that's okay, I can find my own way. Do you mind if I join u at 9, I have 2 take care of something?
Shit, I have to wait an extra hour to see her.
Santana: Yeah that fine, is everything okay?
She had to take care of something, I hope it wasn't anything bad, I hope she's okay. I was probably just jumping to conclusions but I did want to know if she was alright.
Brittany: Yeah fine, just need to figure something out.
Santana: Ok! See you soon! :)
Brittany: Yeah, see you.
No exclamation point, no smiley face, something was defiantly wrong and I could help but feel that it had something to do with me. I bet she didn't even want to come out tonight and that's why she's acting all funny. I decided to not let that get me down, I was going to dress extra hot tonight and give Brittany a good reason for coming out. I was going to get her drooling all over me whether she likes it or not.
I would wear something really good and try and get Brittany to have a good time with me, maybe if I'm lucky get her to like me more than a friend. I know she feels something; I just some how have to get her to access that feeling. I needed her in my life, without her I feel like I have missing pieces inside myself, she could tell me everything, anything and I wouldn't run no matter what she said, I just need her, I need her with me.
She interesting and different in her own way, she's special and I like everything about that. Even when she's not with me she's still in my heart and even if I try to move on from her I still have all these feelings and a part of me just can't let go. Without her there is no me. She won't be able to just get rid of me, I'll fight, I'll do whatever it takes, which is why I am going to make sure that I look extra good tonight.
Brittany's Point of View
Thank god for Santana, she invited me out tonight and I don't know what I'd do without her, she is the perfect distraction for everything that has happened. I could always go to Rachel for comfort but I know that she'll just go on about the problem which usually makes me feel worse. She's not bad at comforting people I just don't like the way she comforts me. I like how Santana comforts people, at the reunion when she found me in the bathroom she was so nice and she made me feel safe, that's what I love.
I don't want to tell her what's wrong, I'm not ready for that, I'm not ready for anyone to know but just to have her with me will be enough for me tonight. I can't believe I had to deal with this today, everything sucks. I'm ready to go out and have a good time forgetting about everything that's troubling me.
After crying for what seemed like forever I have to redo my make up, I can't let anyone know I've been crying and I think I've gotten rid of all my tears so it will be safe to make myself look pretty again. Once I finish making myself look as good as possible I go outside to hail a taxi, I can't wait to see Santana, I really need this, to go out and have a good night. Thankfully she texted me, with everything going on these last couple of days I haven't really had time to text anyone.
I arrive at the club a little close to nine wearing my light blue cocktail dress; my hair is flowing down my shoulders, curled at the bottom and I'm wearing my silver heels. I'm ready for action. I enter the club and notice that right away I'm getting the attention of guys, I try to ignore them as I look for Santana. As I make my way further into the club I manage to see she's at a booth with her friends. I start walking towards her and thankfully she see's me.
She stands up and I can't help but feel so hot. She's gorgeous, way to hot for me to function. She's in a tight black dress that extenuates everything perfectly, it really shows off her cleavage and I have to remember to look at her face or she'll get suspicious but god it's so perfect. Her dress is really short and I notice guys looking at her, I can't help but feel a little jealous. Just seeing her makes me heart race I've never been so turned on by just looking at someone. Our eyes lock it's like we're the only two people in the club and I can't help but smile, she's all that I want.
"Hi," I say because it's the only thing I can say without stuttering or making a fool of myself.
"Hi," she replies with a grin on her face, I love her smile it's so cheerful and it makes my heart flutter every time I see it. "I'm glad you made it."
"Yeah me too," I tell her, she doesn't no how badly I needed this.
"Let me introduce you to everyone," she says grabbing onto my arm and pulls me toward the table. For the seconds she held onto my arm made me the happiest person in the world. I felt sparks fly all up my arm right to my heart making the room feel really hot.
"This is Sam," she motioned to a blonde haired guy with the biggest mouth I'd ever seen, "Josh," she motioned to a guy with brown curly hair who looked kind of strange, "My main guy Puck," he had a Mohawk. I recognize him from when they shot me with a paintball, "and my girl Quinn," she was blonde as well. She was really pretty. "Puck and Quinn are my roommates," she told me.
"Nice to meet you all," I told them, I suddenly see Josh get up and come stand next to me he give me a cheesy grin, I think he's trying to act cute but I've seen ducks cuter than him. Ducks are cuter I really like them. It was so nice how Santana took me to the park and fed the ducks with me she's really nice.
"Well hey there," Josh said to me, I didn't want to be rude but I really didn't want to lead him on either.
"Hi," I said in a small voice hoping he would go away.
"Josh, leave her alone she's doesn't need you hitting on her," thank god for Santana, I looked at her and smiled thanking her for getting him away from me. Josh went back to the booth and sat down.
Santana goes to sit down at the booth and slides over making room for me, I happily sit down next to her but unfortunately I'm sitting across from Josh, who keeps looking at me weird, I think he's trying to make a sex face but it just looks like his constipated, I wondered how this guy can get any girl. I focus my attention on Santana, she's way prettier then anyone in this club, she's all I needed to see.
I can tell they've all had a few drinks already, Santana looks the most sober I think that maybe she was waiting for me to get here. Quinn and Puck look really wasted, they keep falling into each other like they're trying to flirt but they're so drunk they don't really know what they're doing. I think it's cute.
"So Brittany tell us something about yourself," Quinn told me.
"Well I'm majoring in dance, I hope to be on choreograph a Broadway show someday or something," I told her.
"That's really cool! It is good to follow your dreams!" I was surprised even though she was drunk she could actually hold a pretty good conversation.
"Hey I know who you are! I just realized, you're the paintball girl! Yeah, Josh shot you and you slammed your head against the rock," obviously, Sam I think is was, couldn't hold a conversation when he was drunk or maybe he acted like that in general. I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. "Girl you got knocked pretty good!"
"Sam shut it," Santana snapped.
"Oh that was you! No offence but that was a beautiful shot!" Josh said as he high fived Sam, I slumped down in my seat a little bit and I think Santana noticed because the next thing she said really surprised me.
"Can you both shut up! Honestly your acting like fucking two year olds, leave Brittany alone or you'll be getting a visit from snix, got it ass holes?" I remember when she used to go all snix on people back in high school, but now she was defending me and it made me get all fluffy inside.
"Sorry," Sam said.
"I wasn't," Josh said, he really wasn't very nice.
"Do you want to dance?" Santana said to me ignoring Josh's comment, I think she was feeling my discomfort, I quickly nodded and she helped me up as we headed to the dance floor with all the sweaty bodies that were squished together, it's time I finally get to show off my moves.
She slowly swung her hips to the beat while her hands were up in the air. I was swaying a little but I could help but stare at her while she was dancing, she was so breathtaking. I needed to be closer. I needed to feel her body on mine so I spun her around and grabbed her hips. Our bodies pressed tightly together while we rolled our hips the song. Our bodies fit perfectly together.
I felt so hot and turned on but I really hoped that she didn't notice, I didn't want her to know my heart rate was beating very fast because I still wasn't sure what was going on between us. Just when I though I couldn't get any hotter her head fell back against my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around her and we continued dancing. I felt myself getting wet, the way her hips were bouncing and rocking against my body is killing me. I just wanted to take her home and rip of her clothes; I needed to feel more of her.
I wanted to kiss her shoulder, kiss her neck but I knew that might be going too far, I had to try and contain myself. She grinding harder into me, I had to bit my lip to hold in my moan. God she was so hot. Her hands slipped into my hair so I let go of her hips and ran my fingers up her body, I could feel her shiver into me, I think she was just as turned on as I was, I hope she was at least.
She slowly turned around to look at me, I could see she looked flustered I succeeded at my job. I was going to make her want me, to need me, I had to make her mine. I could feel her getting hot, the song finished and I felt her whisper something into my ear. I was way to hot to function.
"Wanna get a drink?" I just nodded knowing that if I tried to say anything now nothing would come out right, all my words would be in a jumble.
She led me over towards the bar and ordered some drinks; I would need a lot of help me cool off. Santana handed me a shot and on the count of three we both swigged it back, we then continued to talk about the most random things. I told her some facts about the ocean and she told me about her favorite singers. I really enjoyed listening to her. After we had taken a couple of shot I started getting really tipsy. I wasn't too drunk but I did feel the alcohol in my system.
"Okay, favorite movie?" She asked me, we decided that we would try to get to know each other and if we had something in common we would take a shot. That wasn't a very good idea because we were having way to many shots so we decided just to stick with getting to know each other and a beer.
"I'd have to say Lilo and Stitch, it's so cute! And the ugly duckling story that Lilo reads to him! That's my favorite part!" I say excitedly.
"Why am I not surprised," she says with a smile. Normally when I tell people that's my favorite movie that laugh and tell me I'm being childish but not Santana, she just smiled. She made me feel good about myself and I just loved that about her.
"Favorite food?" I ask her.
"Um... pasta, defiantly spaghetti and meatballs, there my fav," I smiled at her choice, that was one of my favorite means as well. I loved how in the Lady and the Tramp they did the meatball scene that was cute. "Favorite color?"
"Pink," I loved pink, it was such a bright color and was the color of love, well so was red but I liked pink better. "What about you?"
"I really like blue," she told me.
"Really? I didn't expect you to be a blue sort of person," I told her making her smile.
"And what kind of color do you think I might be?" She asked me, I had to think about it for a little but I had the perfect answer for her.
"Orange," she raised an eyebrow at me, I could tell she was wondering why I picked that color for her. "Because, it's bright and fun to be around but it also had a bit of an edge towards it, a bit of a tough side," she chuckled.
"Well I guess I'm an orange person," she told me with a laugh. Her laugh was the best sound I ever heard, I swear if it was a drug I'd be hooked on it right away.
We talk a little more drinking our beer, I really like getting to know Santana better. She ignores all the other guys and girls staring at her and continues to talk to me, I feel really lucky as of right now. She's laughing and smiling at me but suddenly I see her expression change to more of a surprised and angry look.
"Shit," she says. I wonder what's she talking about until I hear footsteps behind me and someone starts to talk to her. I can tell she's not a fan of them.
"Well look who it is, Santana how are you," the girl says. I must admit she's really pretty, she has light brown hair and green eyes but as pretty as she is I can't help that I don't like her.
"Stephanie I thought you left to go back home?" She asked, she seemed really confused.
"I did, but now I'm back," the girl tells her.
"Oh," was all Santana managed to say.
"Come on Sanny dear don't tell me you didn't miss me?" She asked, they had some history here and I couldn't help but feel a little jealous. I think that she might have been an ex girlfriend or something. Santana doesn't answer her, she just looks down, she's hurt and to see her like this breaks my heart and I hated how she called her Sanny dear.
"You did miss me," the girl, Stephanie says to her with a smug look on her face.
"Please go away," Santana says, I've never seen her so venerable this person must have hurt her bad.
"Aw come on now, I'm just trying to get my girlfriend back," I see Santana shift in her seat, she's feeling very uncomfortable and before I think about what I'm doing it the words come out of my mouth.
"Well you can't do that because she already has a new girlfriend, who cares about her very much and is way better than you," oh shit what did I just say. I look at Stephanie and she gives me the look. God if looks could kill. Then I look at Santana who looks surprised but then her expression softens and I know she's thankful I said what I did.
"Oh, I see," Stephanie says.
"Yeah, I do." Santana says more boldly. "This is Brittany."
"Brittany. Well I hate to ruin your little skit but I really don't believe you for a second. I think she's just a friend that jumped into this conversation to help you out so, Brittany you can leave now. I know it's a lie," no way was she going to hurt Santana like that. This girl doesn't know what's coming.
"Oh I'm dating her, I really don't know why you stopped, she's amazing, perfect, smart, when I'm with her she takes away all my worries and puts a smile on my face, she makes me feel like I'm worth more than anything else in the world so I really don't know why you would give that all away. So now I want you to stay away from her because she's mine," I say as convincing as possible. The truth was I actually meant all that so I'm pretty sure I sounded convincing. I was really wound up at the moment, I didn't think I had that in me.
"I see, well words are just words until you prove it," was she serious? I always was taught to give people a chance when I met them but this girl did not get a chance. I didn't like her, I didn't like the way she was acting towards Santana.
"You want us to prove that she's my girlfriend?" Santana asked her.
"Yes," I looked to Santana, I knew just how we were going to have to prove it, I was perfectly okay with it but after what happened to us I didn't know if she would be all that okay with it.
"Fine," Santana said sternly and fast. That surprised me but I could tell she was getting angry now and would do anything to prove this other girl wrong. I couldn't believe this was going to happen, after all this waiting I would get to feel Santana's soft caring lips on mine again, of course this isn't what I pictured it to be like for our second kiss but I really wasn't complaining. I would get to kiss her again and that was good enough for me.
Santana turned to me and looked into my eyes I could tell she was trying to ask me if this was okay so I smiled back at her. We grew closer together and I could feel her breath on me now, it was sweet, I just wanted to grab her, kiss her, hold her in my arms forever but I was going to go at her pace.
She was right in front of me and then she finally closed the gap. I felt life inside of me, the way she made me feel when she kissed me was the best feeling in the world. It was filled with so much passion and emotion. Even though she was angry her kisses made me think otherwise, it was so gentle and filled with care. It warmed me up, making my heart flutter and my body grow weak. Her lips were so soft; this was even better then the first time she kissed me.
Slowly we pulled apart and I was sad that it was over, I wanted to lean in and kiss her again, kiss her multiple times but unfortunately I couldn't do that. All I could do was smile at her and thankfully she returned it. I looked back over at Stephanie who looked pissed off.
"Well I guess you didn't lie," Stephanie mumbled.
"Nope, so why don't you leave us alone now, thanks," Santana said in her bitchy tone, I had to admit I found it very sexy.
Stephanie left in a huff, I couldn't help but smile, as much as I didn't like Stephanie I as glad she got Santana and me to kiss again, everything about the kiss was so magical I couldn't help but smile, I just hoped Santana felt the same way and didn't regret what just happened.
"Thanks," was all Santana said to me.
"No problem," I told her, I didn't know what else to say.
"Sorry, she can be really crazy sometimes and I just couldn't stand her knowing she was right, I would have never heard the end of it, I just, that was a dark time and..."
"Santana, you don't have to explain," I told her, I knew this was hard for her and I didn't want her to have to say anything she wasn't comfortable with.
"Well thanks, it meant a lot," I could tell she meant it, her eyes never looked so vulnerable, like I could see right into her soul. I was just happy that girl left her alone.
"How about we have another drink?" I tell her trying to get her mind off of things.
"Please," she said as she hailed down the bar tender. He brought over two more shots which were gone in seconds, thank god for drinking, a way to forget all your problems.
After we had a few more drinks I really needed to pee. I tried holding it because I didn't want to leave Santana even though she did have her friends her so I don't know why I was so worried, I just didn't want her dealing with Stephanie anymore. I knew if I didn't go to the bathroom I would burst.
"I need to pee," I told her, she just laughed as I headed to the bathroom.
When I came out of the stall, very relieved, I was met with a familiar face, I face I really didn't want to see for a long time. It was Stephanie, but she looked like she was waiting for me, just my luck. I really didn't feel like some ex girlfriend to current (sort of) girlfriend but I guess that's what was coming.
Maybe if I just avoided her she would leave me alone so I went to go wash my hands but she blocked the way, this girl really wasn't nice. I didn't like people that weren't friendly, I like giving people a chance but this girl didn't deserve that chance.
"Excuse me," I told her trying to get around her but she wouldn't let me.
"I need to have a word with you," she told me.
"And what might that be?" I asked her, she was really going to do this here... great.
"You might have Santana now, but just remember everyone goes back to their first love so I wouldn't get to comfortable, she'll be mind very soon," who did this person think she was, normally I wasn't a very angry person but when someone messed with Santana they were so going to get it.
"First of all, Santana doesn't like you at all, secondly she loved me first! I went to high school with her and she admitted she loved me back then bitch, so suck on that!" I had to admit that felt really good.
"You're just making that up!" She told me.
"Am not!" I told her, the truth was I kind of way but she did admit to having feelings for me so maybe I stretched the truth a little bit, but it was worth it to see the surprised look on Stephanie's face.
"She didn't know what love was back then," Stephanie snapped.
"Who's to say she knew what it was when she was dating you, obviously you don't have a clue what it means, if you did you'd let Santana be happy and clearly she's not happy with you," I told her, she was getting me very angry.
"Please you aren't even her type, she could do so much better than you," she told me and now she just crossed the line, thankfully all that anger I had in high school was stored away for moments like this.
"Oh I'm sorry that I'm not a bitch, that I'm caring and that I'll be twice the person you'll ever be, lets get something straight if I'm not good enough for her then you are defiantly not good enough," I say very clearly so she understand every word that is coming out of my mouth.
"You really don't want to get into a fight with me," she told me.
"You're right I don't, I'm going to be the bigger person and leave you here while I go back out there totally unfazed by you," I told her straight to her face.
"Just you wait, I'll get her back, you don't have a chance," she tells me.
"Good luck," I say sarcastically as I make my way out of the bathroom, I really didn't feel like getting into a fight, it wasn't what I do. I was nice person.
I saw Santana talking with her friends again, well talking with Sam and Josh, I looked over to see Puck and Quinn dancing together and it looked like things were starting to heat up between them. They looked cute together, I must admit that, Puck was grinding hard against Quinn kissing her neck. I could tell where that was going to lead to.
I made my way over to Santana and sat beside her only to realize that Josh was once again staring at me. I really wasn't interested in him, I was only interested in Santana. She thinks that I just want to be friends for now but I want to be so much more than that, I'm just afraid what will happen if I admit my feelings. I'm usually really good with feelings but when I see Santana I get all nervous and crumbly, she just has this effect on me.
They were in the middle of a conversation so I decided not to interrupt, instead I decided to check my phone only to see there was one text message waiting for me. I didn't want to read it, it was one of the most painful things I had to do, I wanted to get away from this just for one night but it seemed like I couldn't.
Privet Number: It's not looking so good. Be strong. Sorry.
Was all it said. I knew exactly who it was from because they've been texting me from that number for the last couple of days. I tried to hold back my tears and put on a brave face, I didn't want this to ruin my evening. I was having the perfect night and I really didn't need this to get to me.
I just kept looking at the message reading it over and over again, my mind was racing right now. I had to stop but I couldn't pull my eyes away from it, I felt something on my shoulder and I saw that Santana's hand was resting on it, she looked at me with sad eyes.
"You okay?" I nodded; I didn't want to spoil her evening. I tried to smile but it was a failed attempted.
"Does this have something to do with what you told me earlier?" She asked me with so much care, she was so gentle about it I couldn't lie to her so I just nodded and tried to shrug it off.
"Do you want to leave?" She asked me and again I just nodded, I couldn't help but replay those words in my mind over and over again.
She helped me up, we said bye to her friends. She quickly ran off to find Quinn and Puck to tell them we were leaving, she found them, together, making out. It looked like she was proud of them, I guess it was a good step for their relationship. Afterwards she lead me outside and hailed a taxi. I looked at her, she was so friendly and caring I was so happy I had a friend like her.
All that made me realize that I didn't want to be alone tonight, I think I'd start crying or something and I really wasn't in the mood for that, I practically spend the whole day crying. I was supposed to have fun tonight and I must admit that up until that text I was but now everything had changed.
When we were in the cab, heading to my door room I felt slightly disappointed, I knew Santana was probably going to go back to her place after because mine was defiantly not big enough for a third person.
"Will you stay with me tonight?" I asked her in a small voice, I knew I probably sounded needy and I didn't like that but I did really need her, I needed someone that would make the pain go away.
"Oh course," thankfully Santana told the taxi driver to take her back to her place because she knew that mine would be to small to stay over. She helped me out of the cab and gave me some clothes to wear for the night, I felt so safe when Santana took care of me. She made me feel happy.
As I lay down in bed she lay beside me, my chest was pounding inside of me, all I wanted to do was wrap my arms around her and hold her tight. I all ready was feeling better because she was beside me, no matter how badly I was feeling she could always make me happy.
"So Puck and Quinn?" I said trying to distract myself from the text.
"Yeah, finally. They've liked each other for a while," she told me.
"Good for them." I said and slowly realized that I was about to fall asleep.
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"Brittany," I heard a voice calling me from around the corner. I needed to follow it, it sounded familiar but I was scared, the corner lead to a black ally and I couldn't see anything in it, only one little light that danced in the middle.
"Brittany help," I heard it again and I felt my eyes start to water. I knew who the voice belonged too, I needed to be there to help. I couldn't let anything happen, not this time. No, this time I had to do something. I wouldn't be a scared girl again, I needed to help.
I felt myself running into the ally looking around me for the voice, looking to help but I couldn't see anything, all I could see was darkness. I felt so helpless. I ran up to the light but as I reached it, it turned off and turned on somewhere else, this wasn't happening now. My body clenched up and felt tight as if I couldn't move.
"Help me! Brittany help!" The voice sounded more desperate this time. I ran as fast as I could towards the voice, I could see something up ahead of me. Suddenly a flash of light surrounded me, blinding me. I fell to the ground unable to see. I closed my eyes tight.
When I finally opened them I realized I was in a white room, there was no voice, there wasn't anyone. I was completely by myself no one to help me no one to tell me everything would be all right. I looked around scared as ever, until the floors started to shake. The floors shook and blackness once again was talking over, but the blackness was a figure.
"You left me! You didn't help me," the voice was back and it was angry. I felt so bad, this was all my fault, I let this happen. The shadow rose up over top of me and hit the wall and then... I fell. I fell through the floor screaming.
"Brittany you left me!" The voice kept calling.
"Brittany, hey I'm talking to you," I needed to escape this voice, it seemed like it was following me everywhere. It was deep and scary.
"Please Britt wake up," this time the voice was nicer, calming.
"Britt?" I snapped my eyes open and jolted up, I looked around frantically, I wasn't in my bed, I wasn't at home. I looked around in a panic until I felt someone move next to me. I snapped my head to look beside me and was Santana looking at me with worried eyes. I had spend the night at Santana's, I remember now.
She looked frightened for me, I must have been screaming in my sleep, that's embarrassing. It wasn't until I wiped my eyes because I realized I had been crying that I also felt myself shaking. I know I had a nightmare, I hadn't had a nightmare like that since I was twelve years old.
"Britt, are you okay?" She asked me , I wanted to tell her I was fine, but I didn't want to lie to her either, so I shook my head and broke out into tears.
She quickly shifted over to me, holding me while I cried. I scooted closer to her and hugged her back, she was so warm and caring. I felt myself still shaking but her warmth was slowly calming me down. Everything just happened so fast, I didn't want to deal with any of this.
"Did this have something to do with that thing at the bar?" She asked me.
"Yes," I said with a weak voice so she just held me closer to her.
"I'm so sorry Britt," she said stocking my back.
"Thank you," I said. "For letting me stay here," I was so grateful she let me stay, just to be in her arms made everything seem better, it seemed like everything would work out.
"Whenever you need me, I'll be here," she said holding me close. We stayed like that for a while, her holding me, stocking my back as I nuzzled myself in her neck. She just kept staying that she was here and it would be all right.
I wonder what's going on with Brittany? Why is she so sad? What do you think is going on with her and how did you like the chapter? Anyway hope you liked it and remember the more reviews I get the fast I update!