A/N: Short chapter again. It kinda is a part 2 to the previous chapter. I hope you enjoy it.
Santana was quite excited for tonight. She had planned the perfect evening for Brittany and her. After all she had put the girl through in the past three months, she thought that there was nothing beautiful and amazing enough to symbolize her love for the blonde. Brittany had forgiven all her mistakes and loved her just as much as before. The latina still felt guilty though. She shouldn't have let things get so out of control and push her girlfriend away. She was so undeserving of the blonde's love.
Her phone rang and she practically ran to pick it up. Not looking at the caller's id she answered.
"Hey baby!" she answered enthusiastically. She frowned at the voice answering her back. It was definitely not Brittany.
"Um… Hi! Sorry I thought that was my girlfriend"
"Listen I can't… No, I can't see you tonight or any other night that was…" The latina stopped abruptly and gulped
"What…?" she became paler and gripped the chair near her.
"Are you sure? How can it…" Santana started pacing around in her bedroom. Her voice cracked at the next words
"Listen… Calm down, I'm right there in ten minutes. Wait for me, ok?" she hung up and paced in the room again with both her hands in her hair. She decided to call her girlfriend to cancel their evening. This couldn't wait.
"Hi San!" The bubbly girl's voice resonated in the phone
"B I can't see you tonight, we should cancel"
"Why? Is everything alright S.? Do you want me to come down?"
"No, I just have a hindrance. I must deal with it now."
"What's going on San? You know you can tell me"
"God Brittany, it's nothing ok" she couldn't help but take her frustration out. Brittany was being too caring and it was killing the latina.
"I'm sorry B. But I really have to take care of this now. We can meet later up."
"You're keeping things from me again" Brittany couldn't keep the sadness from her voice. She sighed deeply "I love you San"
Santana's throat tightened and she hung up without replying back to her girlfriend. Tears started to form in her eyes as she grabbed her keys and headed out.
Quinn was relieved it was Glee class next. Teachers had been irritating today and she couldn't wait to see her little diva Rachel. As soon as she stepped in the room, things had looked weird. Santana was in the center of the room, next to the piano with her head bowed. Rachel sat with a sad looking Brittany and was holding her hand as if trying to comfort the blonde. Quinn looked between Santana and the girls and wondered what was going on again. As she got close to them, she noticed Brittany was teary eyed and hurriedly sat down next to both girls
"What's going on?" the blonde asked squeezing Brittany's shoulder.
Rachel was about to speak when she got cut off by Mr Schuester's voice coming out loudly behind them.
"Ok Santana got something to share with us. As this isnot a common occurrence I would like all of you to pay attention… Santana, go ahead"
The latina nodded and started the music. Quinn frowned as the melody sounded familiar. She looked around and noticed that her fellow gleeks were exchanging glances. They all turned back their attention to the latina when she started singing
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said all I could say
That chick on the side said she got one on the way
These are my confessions
Man I'm thrown and I dont know what to do
I guess I gotta give part 2 of my confessions
If I'm gonna tell it then I gotta tell it all
Damn near cried when I got that phone call
I'm so throwed and I don't know what to do
But to give you part 2 of my confessions
Quinn felt her jaw drop on the floor. She didn't want to think what this song meant. She looked back at Brittany who now had her head bowed.
Now this gon' be the hardest thing I think I ever had to do
Got me talkin' to myself askin' how I'm gon' tell you
'bout that chick on part 1 I told ya'll I was creepin' with, creepin' with
Said she's 3 months pregnant and she's keepin' it
The first thing that came to mind was you
Second thing was how do I know if it's mine and is it true
Third thing was me wishin' that I never did what I did
How I ain't ready for no kid and bye bye to our relationship
At the second chorus, Quinn felt anger build into her. She understood why Brittany didn't attend Glee last week, why the blonde was MIA. She wanted to jump on Santana and beat her up but felt Brittany sob and tighten her grip on her hand. The head cheerleader bared her teeth. Santana kept singing but her voice was faltering as the song went on.
Sittin here stuck on stupid, tryna figure out
When, what, and how I'mma let this come out of my mouth
Said it ain't gon' be easy
But I need to stop thinkin', contemplatin'
Grow up and get it over with (over with)
I'm ridin' in my whip
Racin' to her place
Talkin' to myself
Preparin' to tell her to her face
She open up the door and didn't want to come near me
I said "one second baby please hear me"
At the end of the last chorus, Quinn heard Mercedes whisper "Oh hell naw…"
The music had stopped but the room was still silent, everybody too shocked to even mutter a single word.
Santana walked over Brittany and kneeled down in front of her as she took the blonde's hands in hers. The Latina's eyes shinned with tears as she spoke:
This by far is the hardest thing I think I've ever had to do
To tell you, the woman I love
That I'm having a baby by a woman that I barely even know
I hope you can accept the fact that I needed to tell you this
And hopefully you'll give me another chance
This ain't about my rep
This ain't about my life
It's about us
Please
This time, Brittany broke down in tears, unable to contain them anymore. She fled out the room with Rachel in tow. Santana watched the door by which her girlfriend just left and bowed her head. The other Glee members didn't know what to do; this was all too much information at the same time to process. Mr Schuester was glued to his chair. Quinn finally got up and shot a disgusted look at Santana.
"You're such a loser Lopez!" She said before she exited the room to go check on Brittany.
Santana stood still in the silent choir, mumbling as she cried in her hands
"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry"