Brittany's POV
"Since we were sharing the same we decided to…
"What did you decide Brittany?" I ask; trying not to sound too pissed.
"Rachel told me not to say anything about our sexy times to anyone." Brittany whispers.
"Come on B, please?" I plead, trying to catch her eye as I bend down.
"But Rachel will be mad and then we can't have sex anymore." I close my eyes and take a shaky breath.
"How long B?"
"Umm, the summer of freshman year to a month ago?" I should have known, no one could have been that talented and be a virgin.
"My daughter has been having sex since she was 14?" Shelby asks carefully, as if asking again the answer would change.
Brittany just nods her head. The kitchen was silent for a couple of moments before Brittany speaks up, the tears no longer there. "I'm not sorry."
"Excuse me?" She just shrugs.
"This would be the time I would say I was sorry, but I'm not. And that's not the problem. You want Rachel. I want Santana. And we'll have to work together to get them back. I shouldn't matter that I slept with Rachel." Brittany states in a tone that suggests that she was the boss.
"Well, I think you guys have a lot to talk about. How about I give you some money and you guys can talk over ice cream." My mom says as she reaches into her pocket for money.
"Yay! Ice cream!" Brittany squeals as she begins to jump up in down. Shelby just stares in wonder.
"How did you go-
"Don't' ask." I mutter to the confused woman.
"Here you go Quinnie, have fun!" I just roll my eyes as she gives me the money and pushes me towards the door.
"Have safe and fun sex!" Brittany shouts before my mom can close the door. I can hear Shelby trying to stifle a laugh as my mom closes the door.
"Come on B, we have a plan to plan." I say softly as I lead my best friend to my car.
"You're not too mad are you?" She asks with frown.
"I'm not mad, shocked and hurt, but not mad. She never really told me she was a virgin" I mumble as I merge into another lane.
"Well at least she doesn't know that you slept with Santana." My head quickly whips to look at Brittany, it almost caused me to wreck
"You knew? Why didn't you tell me?" She looks at me with a small, sad, smile.
"I could smell you on her pillow. She always forgets to wash the pillow cases after sex." She says simply.
"I'm sor-
"Don't be, we weren't together, we never were. When she finally is able to be honest to me I turn her down. I really am stupid." I look away from her and try to think of something to say, anything, but nothing comes up.
Five minutes later I shut off the engine in the parking lot, and rush to Brittany's side of the car. I bend down and take her hand
"You're not stupid, you just made a mistake. It'll be okay, as long as you fix it, and you will, we will, together."
"I need to break up with Artie." She tells me as we walk towards the door, our hands still entwined.
"We can figure out the details after we get our ice cream." I say greedily, I was still hungry since I hadn't eaten anything this evening.
"One large Very Berry in a cup, and one large cookie dough in a cup." I order as I pull out the money. The guy at the counter looks at us oddly, and gives us a suggestive smirk.
"What are you looking at?" I ask in a cool voice.
"Nothing! You're order will be ready in a minute." The boy squeaks as he begins our orders. Brittany giggles and squeezes my hand.
Once we've gotten our order we go and sit in a booth.
"I've never had Very Berry before, can I try some?" I nod and scoop up some ice cream, Brittany opens her mouth. I put the spoon in her mouth, and here a couple of clicks and a flash.
"Is it true that you two are now dating?" An excited Jew Fro asks me as he shoves a recorder and camera in my face.
"What the fuck are you talking about Jew Fro?" I growl.
"Are you, Quinn Fabray, dating Brittany…" He looks at Brittany, "Do you even have a last name?"
Before she could answer I step in, "We are not dating. So you can leave."
"I have footage of you two holding hands, and feeding each other. Are you two going to attend Puck's party tonight, as a couple?" I watch Brittany stands up and towers over him.
"Leave us alone." She says darkly before turning to me, "Let's go Quinn." I quickly stand up and stare at Jew Fro.
"You better stay away from us, or else your two last years will look like heaven." I snarl as I brush past him.
"You can't with hold the truth from the people! They have the right to know!" He screams before we leave.
"Jack ass." I mumble as I put the keys in the ignition.
"Are you going to Puck's party tonight?" Brittany asks.
"I really don't feel like. Do you want to make it a movie night, we can order pizza and stuff." I offer with a smile.
"Do you think your mom is done having sex?" I pretend to make wrenching noises.
"She better, we've been gone for like 45 minutes. They're to old to have sex." Brittany just laughs and gives me a look.
"No ones too old to have sex Quinn. I plan on having sex with Santana till the day we die." I look over at her and nod.
"Why do you say when 'we die'?" She just shrugs.
"The day she dies my soul will die with her. The same for her, we're connected." Brittany reasons. "That's why we have to think off a kick ass plan to win our girls back."
"Right. We've got a lot of planning to do, don't we B?" I whine.
"Yep! But it'll be super spies!" She says excitedly.
"Just like super spies." I mutter as I think of the long night ahead of us.
That chapter kicked my ass. Sorry for the late update, my laptop broke and I lost the entire story, along with my other Harry Potter one. I'm sharing a laptop right now, but I should have an update soon. Any ways reviews are always welcomed. I'm now in the process I've writing the Glee scenes. The next chapters will kind of have songs in them. If you have a suggestion let me know.