CHAPTER 3

When Santana saw Brittany and Artie she felt her heart sink, but she was really trying to get over her. Did it hurt like hell? Yes, but she had to move on.

"Stop looking at me like that." Santana told Quinn, who was looking her with a worried expression.

"Like what?" Quinn tried to act normal, but failed.

"Like i'm about to break down." She answered. "I'm fine!" It was sort of the truth.

"Sorry. Umm... Should we go and say hi?" Quinn asked nervously.

"Yeah, let's go."

Both girls approched Brittany's table, when she saw them she waved excitedly. "Hey guys!"

"Hi." Quinn and Santana said at the same time.

"Do you want to join us?" Brittany asked. Artie wasn't that thrilled to see Santana and he definitely was not ok with her joining them.

"Oh. We already ate, Britt. Maybe next time." Santana noticed Artie was holding Brittany's hand. That should be me. No, stop it. Just forget her. She mentally told herself.

"We just wanted to say hi, we were about to leave when we saw you." Quinn added.

"Too bad. I miss you, guys." Brittany pouted.

"We miss you too. We'll reschedule, ok?" Santana said, which got Brittany excited instantly.

"Sure. Bye, guys." Brittany waved goobye. Artie was relieved. He didn't even acknowledge them, he spent the whole time 'texting'.

"Bye." The girls waved goodbye, then they headed to Santana's car.

xXxxxXx

Both girls were silent during their ride to Quinn's house. Quinn was giving Santana space and Santana was still processing seeing Brittany with Artie. Knowing they were dating again was one thing, but seeing them on a date and holding hands was a whole different thing. Thank God she didn't saw them kiss. She was sure she would have throw up right there.

When they got to the house Santana threw her shopping bags on the living room floor and she plopped herself on the couch. "So, have you decided which movie we're going to watch?" She asked Quinn.

"Yup, but we need to talk first." Quinn said in a serious tone, she didn't like to push Santana but she knew first-hand that keeping things inside was way worst than letting it all out.

"About?" Santana tried to pretend she didn't know what Quinn was talking about, obviously that didn't worked out.

"Come on, San. Talk to me. You'll feel better, I promise." She sat next to Santana.

"You're starting to sound like a therapist, Q." She joked.

"I know!" Quinn giggled. "Seriously though. Talk."

"I'm fine. There's really not much to talk about. My heart's still broken and it hurts like hell, but I'll get over it."

"You keep saying that you're fine, but your eyes are telling me something entirely different. Don't bottle up your feelings, you'll never be able to move on if you do that, you need to let everything out. You can't force yourself to just forget her and your feelings for her, it doesn't work like that. It takes time. What you can do is relay on the people who love you and talk to them. You're an amazing person, Santana. And I know that, one day, you'll find a girl who'll love you more than anything." By the end of Quinn's speech Santana was crying. Quinn wrapped her arms around her friend and held her in a tight embrace. "It's ok." She whispered.

Finally Santana calmed down and broke the embrace, wiping the tears from her eyes. "You're really wise, did you know that?."

"I know. And you're really lucky, I don't really like to share my wisdom." Quinn informed her.

"In that case, I'm honored." Santana smiled. "Now, if you excuse me, I'll go grab us some beers while you put a movie on." She was on her way to the kitchen when she turned around and added. "Nothing depressing though, I don't think I have any tears left."

xXxxxXx

Santana fell asleep at the beginning of the second movie that they were watching. When Quinn noticed that Santana was asleep she went to her room to get a blanket to cover her. She looks even more beautiful when she sleeps, and so peaceful. She couldn't help to caress her friends cheek. Seeing her friend suffer so much was killing her. She always had soft spot for Santana, even since they were little.

Santana was her favorite friend, actually, she still is. Santana was the one who always protected her. Nobody messed with her because they knew Santana would kick their asses. She made her feel safe. They were always together, and then they met Brittany. At first the three of them were really close but, by the time high school started, they started to drift apart. They got to the point where they didn't even speak to each other, and when they did speak it was only to insult each other. Quinn was so happy when they started to rebuild their friendship, she really missed Santana.

Quinn was really tired from all the shopping, so she lay down on the other side of the couch and took a nap as well. Santana was the first to wake up, she noticed Quinn sleeping across the couch. Wow, she looks so angelical when she sleeps. How the hell does she do that? She thought, she was pulled out of her thoughts when she felt her phone buzz.

'Hey, baby girl! I just wanted to let you know that i'll be back tomorrow. Miss you.' - Dad

'Hi, Daddy. Can't wait! I Miss you, too.'

Santana's dad was a doctor and he often traveled to go to medical conferences. Santana joined him sometimes, but only if it didn't interfere with school. This time he spent 3 days in Chicago.

Even though Santana had a good relationship with her parents - specially with her father - she's really afraid of how are they going to react when they find out she's gay. She hopes they will be understanding and supporting, but there's no way to know for sure unless she tells them, which probably won't happen any time soon.

Suddenly she felt Quinn moving. "Hey, did I wake you?" She asked her softly.

"Not really. What time is it?" Quinn yawned.

"Umm… seven thirty." She said looking at her phone screen.

"It's late, and I'm starving! You wanna go out or should we order something?"

"I don't know. We could go to breadstix." Santana wiggled her eyebrows.

"I knew you'd say that." Quinn laughed. "Let's go."

xXxxxXx

"Rise and shine!" Quinn yelled to wake up the Latina.

Santana mumbled somethig and barely moved.

"Santana!" Quinn threw her a pillow this time. Santana took the pillow and covered her head.

Quinn decided to take extreme measures. She climbed into bed, took another pillow and started hitting the Latina. "Come on, San!"

Santana sat up, she pushed Quinn to the other side of the bed and then straddled her. "You're so gonna regret that, Fabray." she said with a smirk.

She started to tickle Quinn. "Santana! Stop!" Quinn yelled, she couldn't stop laughing.

"I'm sorry, what was that, Q?"

"Please... I can't... San!"

"Hmm... Maybe i should stop. Would you like that?"

"Yes, please!" Quinn was starting to cry.

"Fine." Santana stopped. She got off bed and walked to the bathroom.

"I hate you!" Quinn yelled.

"I love you too." She answered while she closed the bathroom door. She had a big grin on her face.

When Santana finished her shower she didn't found Quinn in the room, which meant she was downstairs. She entered the kitchen and found Quinn packing food in a basket.

"What's that?" She asked Quinn while she grabbed and apple from the table.

"It's called a basket."

"I know that, I'm not that dumb. Why are you packing food?" She furrowed her eyebrows.

"Well, we're having a picnic!" Quinn replied excitedly. "Since this is the last day of our amazing weekend, i thought we should make it special."

"Hmm... It doesn't sounds bad at all."

"I'm glad you like the idea." She finished packing the food.

xXxxxXx

They went to a park that was close to Quinn's house, it was a fairly large park, it even had a pond. Quinn placed a blanket in the grass next to a big oak. It was a nice spot.

"This is a nice place, Q. I can't believe I've never been here before." Santana sat right across Quinn.

"I know. I like to come here to read. It's my favorite place in Lima." She started to unpack her basket.

"So, when is your mom coming back?" Santana randomly asked.

"Hmm… today… I think."

"How are things with her?" She meant to ask her earlier but with all her Brittany problems it slipped her mind.

"It's good. She's really trying." Quinn poured iced tea into two cups, and grabbed a PB&J sandwich.

"I'm glad to hear that. If she ever pisses you off, you can come to my house. You know that, right?" Santana smiled at her friend.

"I know." Quinn smiled back.

Quinn brought all kinds of stuff in the basket. There were apples, candies, PB&J sandwiches, strawberries, cheese, bread, nutella and other random stuff.

"You're like Mary Poppins, you keep taking shit out of that basket. It's not even that big." Santana joked, earning a laugh from Quinn.

After eating most of the food, they packed all that was left and they lay down on the blanket. They both had her eyes closed, and Santana had her head on Quinn's stomach. Quinn was gently running her fingers through her hair.

"I don't wanna go back to school tomorrow." Santana suddenly said, breaking the silence.

"Why not?" Quinn opened her eyes, looking down at her.

"I'm just tired, you know. Of everything." Her eyes were still closed.

"Yeah. But we only have one week left, so you'll be free soon."

"You're right. I can't wait for the summer break. Do you have any plans?" She opened her eyes and looked at Quinn.

"Not really. My mom wants me to go with her to Texas, she wants to visit her family or something, but I'm definitely not going. I'll just stay home and do nothing. How about you? " Quinn was hoping Santana didn't have any plans, that way they could spend their summer together.

"Same. I guess we'll do nothing together." She winked at Quinn.

Quinn was internally excited, that was exactly the response she was praying for. She couldn't wait to spend the whole summer with her best friend.