BLONDES ch. 6 Brittany POV
You do know what you are doing. You honestly do have a plan.
You just are not sure it will work.
You are going to win Santana back. You just want to be able to do that right. Winning her back when you are multiple states away is not how it should be done.
No, you are going to win her back when you move to New York after graduation.
You have had this plan for awhile, actually. Ever since you broke things off with Sam. You got into NYU, and you decided to got their to study to become a vet. After years of having Lord Tubbington, you have decided you want a career that involves animals. So, why not try to get your degree and be in the same city as Santana?
But for now, you do want to work on being best friends with her. You had lost that for a long time, and you miss it so much. The texts, the advice, having fun movie marathons, you miss all of it. So, you want to become best friends again and then when you move to New York you'll get her back. Of course you will, because you guys are soul mates. You belong together.
But you had not taken account of Quinn into your simple plan.
Even her name brings anger and frustration into your mind. You never thought it would get this serious, that they would be actually dating. Its so ridiculous, and yet worrisome at the same time. Before you and Santana dated, you guys were best friends. What worries you is that Quinn and Santana were good friends before they started dating, too. But you and Santana's love is so much stronger.
Right?
There's no use worrying about it though. For now, you are just focusing on ending senior year on a high note.
And the months are going by fast. Days past so fast, and they get lost in a daze of glee practices, studying, and dance lessons.
But you still have time to talk to Santana everyday, and even when it is about random things, it still brightens up your day.
Before you know it, it is already April 15th. Around one month before graduation. And two and a half months that Quinn and Santana have been dating.
It's Sunday morning, and as you wake up you stretch your arms in those propeller circles the swimmers in the Olympics do on TV. You make your way downstairs after getting dressed in a NYU sweatshirt and Cheerio shorts, and take out your box of rice krispies. Getting yourself a bowl, you fill up the bowl up to the rim with milk and make your way to the kitchen table. Once you sit down, your phone vibrates.
Glancing at it, you realize it is a call, not a text. and the name on the screen shoots waves of panic through your body. But, it also fills you with anger and curiosity. What would she want? She's already starting to screw up your perfect life plans. She's already betrayed you as a best friend. Does she want to flaunt her relationship now, too? But, curiosity gets the best of you and you hit answer anyways.
"Hey, Q." You say, trying to keep your voice calm, to play it cool.
It's not really working though.
"Hey Britt. I'm calling because I am sorry about how are last conversation went..." She trails off, clearly not sure how to do this. Maybe she didn't even want to apologize. Maybe Santana told her to.
Santana, her girlfriend.
That word just brings a fresh wave of pain back. And you honestly need to just funnel that anger somewhere.
"Well Quinn, I'm not that sorry. You see, I meant most of the words I said. But honestly, thanks for the apology." You finish in a nasty tone you are use to using. It's how Santana would talk, Sophomore and Junior year to Rachel.
"What's going on with you Britt? Look, I know you are probably really mad at me right now, but you two were done. Finished. I'm sorry that you are too immature to let go," she says and your about to interject but she continues after a quick breathe, "Look Brittany, I know you are still in High School, but me and Santana aren't. She needs a real relationship, and i can give that to her. You just need to grow up!"
She's gone too far. And Quinn Fabray knows it.
"Britt I'm so sor.."
"Save it Quinn. Just letting you know, enjoy having a girlfriend while you got one. I won't be in Lima forever." You say, slamming your phone down.
You're pathetic.
You're repeating your senior year. All that that means, and all that implies about you shows how pathetic you are.
And it's all coming crashing down on you at this very moment.
At this moment, you need a friend. You need someone to hold you, to talk too. You would call Santana, but you can't.
You would then call Quinn in normal circumstances, but she's the one that caused this realization.
Then you would talk to Rachel. Or Mike. Or Kurt. Or even Mercedes.
But they are all gone, and you're not because your so pathetic it's painful.
So you call Blaine to ease the pain. He comes over, and you tell him everything.
He doesn't say one word, just opens his arms and you do not hesitate before jumping into them.
As you're crying your heart out on Blaine's shoulder, you realize Quinn's realization was helpful. Now, you plan on focusing more on everything. And as Quinn says it, "growing up."
Because you do need to grow up. You need to be able to give Santana a mature relationship. You need to start acting more like an adult, and less like a five year old.
So when you do go to New York, Quinn won't even know what hit her.
Game on.
THERES chapter 6! Next chapter will be Santana POV, gearing up for McKinley graduation!
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