Hi guys, thank you for still reading this story. I appreciate all of your comments and very happy with it. Thanks for the follows and faves as well. So I think from now on I'll be doing a part 1 and part 2 chapter. :)

Oh,my..I didn't mean for you to hate Quinn and like that Elle character (promise .) I just wanted San to be happy after that wedding but believe me, I really want Quintanna to be the end game here..hehe So I will try my best to make Quinn worthy of Santana again. Please give her another chance? LOL

So here's the first part of chapter 6 and hopefully I'll be posting part 2 a little while later. ^_^

Enjoy and review please.

"How can you simply be friends with someone

when every time you look at them,

you're thinking about how much more you really want."

- Anonymous

SANTANA's POV

My heart is pounding loudly on my chest. She almost kissed me! And if she didn't say my name, I would've let her. I guess it was the alcohol. It has to be. Damn that drink, I lose control of myself when she touched me.

I can't seem to move my back from leaning against the door. I need strength right now because my knees are trembling. My stomach is flipping and I feel light headed. Yeah, definitely the alcohol, Lopez! I said to myself. Blaming what I am feeling right now to that poor glass of martini.

When I finally regain a bit of strength on my knees, I move away from the door and peak to our window. She's still there. What the fuck is she still doing there? And then I felt relieved when I heard she starts her engine and drive away.

I let out a deep sigh, reach for the stairs then went inside my old room. I let myself fall face down on my bed. I feel tired to change into my night clothes.

I heard my phone buzzed a couple of times but I ignored it. I'm not in a mood to answer texts from my friends. I can do that tomorrow, so I let myself fall asleep. Tomorrow is another day and hopefully a good one.

"Wakey wakey!" I growl groggily at the sound of Britt's enthusiastic voice in my room. Good thing I only had one glass last night because if not, Britt plus hangover is not a very good combination. "Seriously San, wake up!"

I raised my hand to show her I am awake. I push myself from my bed and sit up so I could face her. "Mornin Britt." I manage to say to her.

"Morning San, now get a shower, we're going to meet the ND at Breadstix at nine." She then looks at the clock on my bedside table. "And um, you only have thirty minutes to get ready." She smiles at me.

I sigh. I wanted to say no but she's too excited about this. I know that this breakfast date is the guys making it up to her for not being invited in our reunion. So I just nod at her then get up. After I showered I put on my skinny jeans and a white tank top. After I combed my hair, I was dragged out of the house by Britt into her waiting car.

We're inside car when I remembered something important to ask her. "Um Britt?" she glanced at me smiling but quickly focuses on the road, scared that she we might have an accident like Quinn. "Is she gonna be there?...I mean, Q."

I heard her sigh. "Nope. Puck said she's going to meet yo..um..someone." I looked at her suspiciously.

Brittany has a tell, I obviously know when she's hiding something or lying. And it's written all over on her face right now. "Lemme guess, you made a pinky promise again?" She nods and looked at me quickly, apologetically. I let it slide.

We reached Breadstix after ten minutes with Britt's stories about her cat. I swear that cat is really weird, like I'm starting to believe it will never die. Imagine after nine years and it's still the same annoying cat. I was thankful when we finally arrived, I so love Britt just not her stories about L Tub.

Once I opened the door, my eyes quickly scan the room for one person. And like Britt said, she's not there. All of our friends are here except her and Puck. I don't know why I feel sad not seeing her. It's not like you wanna talk to her if she's here, Lopez! I told myself.

"Hi guys!" Britt squeals and run towards our group of friends and hugs each one of them. I sit beside Rachel who is now giving me a sad look. I just shook my head and grab a stick of bread.

Rachel nudges me and whisper. "You okay?" I nod at her while eating another stick. I heard her sigh. Thank goodness for phones! I was so relieved when my phone rang, which mean I don't have to talk to Berry.

I smiled when I realized who is calling. "Hey, babe."

"Good, you're still alive, so I don't understand why I didn't get a call last night like I was promised." She said chuckling. "I missed you though."

Shit! I totally forgot about it. I promised her that I would call last night but I was so, um, 'distracted?' with the whole Quinn thing going on.

"I'm sorry, I missed you too." I sigh. When I look up, I saw every one of my friends is looking at me. What's with their faces? Why are they looking like someone died? I restrain myself from rolling my eyes at them.

"It's okay babe. Don't worry. So how was it?"

I panicked. Is this why they are looking at me like that? Did any of this sappy looking humans post something about my meeting with Q? "Um..h-how's w-what?" I asked nervously.

"You're reunion, silly." I know she sense it. That something was wrong because I could hear it in her voice even though she tries to make it sound like she's happy. "Or..is there something else we need to talk about?" she sounds hesitant.

"No, everything's fine. I had fun last night with my high school friends." I see my friends shaking their heads. Okay, this is really weird. What do they know? I throw a sharp look at Berry and Kurt.

I heard a sigh from Elle. "It's good to know you had fun." I feel guilty hearing her sad voice, she knew me well to sense that there was something wrong. I still feel bad about it. It's not like I cheated on her right? We didn't kiss, I just, almost, let her. But we didn't so there's nothing to be guilty about, right? Right? I convince myself.

"Um, babe? I might not be here when you come back tomorrow. I have to meet my brother for the weekend so I'll be back on Monday." She explained.

We really never talk about her family. I knew it was a pitchy topic for her and I don't want her to be upset. She just said that her parents are dead while she has a brother who she's not really close with. We just talk about them if she's the one initiating but that was like three times since we got together.

"Yeah, sure. Have fun babe." I don't know but I feel like ending the call soon, maybe because I really feel guilty and all. I just don't want to lie to her, tell her that I am okay when in fact I am not. I hate lying, I always keep things real remember?

"Uhuh. Hey babe?" she paused for a second. "I love you."

Saying it back shouldn't be this hard right? "Love you too." I said then I ended the call.

I do love her. I love the way she dances in front of me. I love it how she's so cute eating bacon every morning like it's her first time everytime. I love how she raises her brow when she doesn't like what I am doing. I love it when she says random things just to make me laugh. I love it when she makes me realize how bitch I am to her and other people when I am in a bad mood. And I love how she's not afraid of telling me things just to keep me on my feet.

Fuck! Did I love her because she's like..like the girls that I've loved? I think I'm gonna throw up and have a headache. I need distraction, fast! I can't think about that right now. I don't want to.

That's when I saw Puck entering the room. Hmm..perfect! Just the man I was waiting for. I quickly slide off the chair and meet him half way. The stupid smirk on his face was replaced by worry. Obviously he knows that I want something for him.

"It's 'bout time you came Puck." I told him smirking. All of our friends looked at us confused but Britt's definitely afraid for him. Before he could spin around I grab his jacket and made him sit in an empty table. "How about you and I had a little chat?"

"Uh oh, Puck's in trouble." Mike commented.

"What did he do last night?" Tina whispered to Mercedes, who just shrug.

"I told him not to bring that Jack. Maybe he did something stupid to her when he got drunk. Tsk tsk."Finn said making every one form an 'o' on their mouth.

I heard him swallowing hard. That's just eww! Disgusting as always, but I didn't let my intimidating appearance down. I want to know something and he's going to tell me right now. "What is she up to?" I sit across him; I could see his discomfort and pleading eyes to the others.

I follow his gaze as the others turn around and pretend to be busy. Not wanting to intervene with us. "Oh come on guys! Seriously? Bro?" I want to laugh but I choose not to. It'll give him courage to lie to me and not take this seriously. I kick him under the chair to regain his attention. "Ow! Fuck, that hurts!" he exclaimed while rubbing his chin

"Are yah gonna talk or not?" I raise my eyebrow at him without smiling. "Talk!"

"Hey Sanny, what do you think you're doing to him? And Noah what did you do?" Urg! Rachel being her nosy self interrupts my mini interrogation.

"I didn't do anything, I swear. I think she's crazy." He said while he pleads to her to take him away. I narrowed my eyes which made him stop from going. "Jew-princess help?" I just rolled my eyes on him.

"Seriously, Sanny. Look at poor Noah. You're gonna give him a heart attack and this will ruin his reputation forever." Rachel said grinning while running her hand gently on his arms. As if I care about his stupid reputation.

"Britt almost told me something about Q which involves me and I can't ask her because she made a pinky promise to this dirt ball." I explained to Rachel irritated so she could leave us alone. "So I'm gonna ask you for one last time before I go all Lima heights on your disgusting ass. What is she up to?!" I asked him, stressing every word.

Some people inside Breadstix are now looking at us. I don't care. The staff there knows better than to interrupt me, they knew about my badass side. It took them some time before they recovered for Snix when they refused to give me my stixs.

I could see the sweat running down on his forehead. Rachel look at him confused. "Are we talking about Quinn?" she asked him. Puck nod quickly. "Oh." Then she looks at me suspiciously then stands up.

"Don't look at me like that midget. I just wanna know." I shouted at her defensively while she walks away and into our friend's table.

She shook her head while laughing. Am I interrogating the wrong person here? I rolled my eyes. Of course Berry knows about it too! Urg. For all I know, all of them knew. Britt sees that as sign to go over our table and then sit beside me. Before I know what was going on, she signaled Puck to bolt. Before I could grab his jacket again, he quickly jump off the table and run outside as fast as he could. Britt is holding me down.

"Britt, what do you think you're doing?" I growl at her annoyingly. She looked at me apologetically then hugs me.

"I'm so sorry San, but I promised that I'll help." I let out a deep sigh in frustration. When she knew that it was safe for her to let me go, she pulled away and smile at me.

I swear before this day ends, I'll know what she's up to. Even if I have to torture each one of them just to speak, which I would love to do. They're eyes grew big as I look at them.

"Sanny, please. Promise me you will stop scaring them? I'll tell you about it myself tomorrow. Pinky promise?" Britt said, her pinky finger right in front of me.

I let out a deep sigh. Okay so I just have to wait for one fucking torturous day before she can tell me. Great! I just nod and link our pinkies. She smiled at me sweetly and her face looks relieved.

What do you think so far? Any idea what Quinn is up to? LOL

Just a hint, it has something to do with Santana's past (of course) while she was in high school. Hehe.. I know you'll figure that out 'cause you're awesome! ^_^