… so I'm just going to leave this here..
"YOU DID WHAT?!" Kurt questioned as he started dapping away at all of the coffee that had just shot out of his mouth.
"Okay, first of all, that was hilarious! Second of all, can you keep it down, Jesus. I don't need everyone knowing about this! And before you start on you rant, yes I know its ridiculous, but it will get my dad off my back. I mean, what would you do if Burt threatened to cut you off?! Because I know for a fact, that you would not be able to survive with out all your gay clothes and Sunday brunch mimosas." Santana huffed out as she helped Kurt clean up the table as a waiter scurried over with napkins.
It had been two days since Santana had sent that text to Brett. She had yet to tell her parents of her decision. She figured if they had sprung this whole marriage thing on her, the least she could do was make them sweat. Plus, she needed to get her shit in order before announcing it to them. Santana had decided that if she was going to do this, it would be on her own terms. Well, as much of her "own" terms as an arranged marriage could get.
"Listen Kurt, the last thing I need right now is you judgment!" Santana said after the mess was cleaned up.
"What do you expect from be Santana? You just told me you're getting married! And, mind you, it's not even to your boyfriend!" Kurt staged whispered.
Yeah, what had you been expecting? Dipshit. Santana thought to herself as she looked around the chic little dinner they were in. She had picked this Malibu location, one because it had the best weekday brunch, and two because no one in Malibu cared. They were all rich hippies to busy surfing to care about an heiress's drama. Or at least she hoped. The last thing she needed was to be the talk of the town, which normally she would LOVE.
"Oh please, he's not my boyfriend. Matt is obviously using me in hopes my dad picks him up as a client. Have you read his screenplay? It sucks."
"Right, but why not marry him! It's better than marrying a stranger damnit!"
"If you would've been listening to me you would have heard the part where I said it's a business deal between our dad's. I'm telling you Tony has lost his fucking mind!" Santana seethed.
"So let me get this straight. You either marry this guy, or you get cut off?" Kurt asked calmly.
"Yes."
…
"Kurt! Stop laughing this isn't funny! This is my life!" Santana whined when Kurt started laughing so hard tears were rolling.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry… actually you know what, I'm not sorry. You had this coming Satan. You're a brat and I think this is just what you deserve….I call dibs on wedding planning, obviously!"
"You know, just a second ago you were pissed." Santana said crossing her arms.
"Yeah, but then I realized how this whole things is actually hysterical, and I CANNOT wait to watch this whole thing blow up! Oh, you know who would love this? Ryan Seacrest, I need to call him! This will for sure land you a reality series!" Kurt clapped as he worked himself into a tizzy.
The last part of what Kurt was saying struck a cord in Santana. For some reason the thought of having camera's in her "relationship" made her feel nauseas. A week ago she would have done some sick shit in order to get her own show, but now she wanted no part of it. She needed to cut Kurt off before he did something, well something Kurtish.
"No! Twinkle toes I told you this in confidence! You are to tell no one until I'm ready to tell people! I need to get my shit in order first of all! I mean, am I supposed to live with him? Or can I get away with just signing a piece of paper?" Santana the last part a bit deflated.
It wouldn't be so bad living with Brett. He seems nice enough and maybe it would stop the loneliness.
What am I saying? I don't even know this guy!
"Yeah, I have a lot to figure out."
"Well Santana, as funny as I find this, you're my best friend. You're a huge bitch, but you've helped me through some hard times, and I am going to do the same for you. So, how can I help you?" Kurt said sincerely.
"Buying my breakfast?" Santana smirked.
"Bitch…"
AN: Sorry for the wait on this story. Just trying to get back into it. This chapter is just to get my feet wet again, not much substance, more of a filler. Next chapter will see actual plot progression.