A/N: So... here's another update. I would like to thank y'all for taking the time reading the previews chapters and I hope you loved them. Thank you for the fave's, follows and reviews. I don't mind if you keep 'em coming. I hope you will cause the story of this fic depends on you, guys. I would really love to know what you think for me to adjust the story and make it better for my readers. So, this one is longer and I hope you'll enjoy it. and I'm really in advance for this. So, here goes nothing.

CHAPTER 3

A few weeks later...

"Britt, are you avoiding me?" Santana asked when she got to corner the blonde. It's been a couple of days that the blonde didn't pick her up for school and drop her off at home. Even when they are at the campus, she wouldn't get the chance to see her or maybe, the blonde chose not to show up. She can't skip her class anymore since her grades were already dropping.

"No," the blonde elusively answered, blue eyes avoiding any contact with dark brown ones.

"You've been avoiding me, Brittany. Tell me, did I do something wrong?" she asked because the blonde didn't even asnwered any of her texts nor her calls.

"San, I'm not avoiding you, okay? It's not all the time that I have to be with you, beside you nor in front of you," the other girl answered sounding like she's annoyed, although she couldn't still look at the brunette.

"That's totally not what I mean. I never told you that you have to be with me all the time, Brittany!" the brunette couldn't help but to raise her voice upon hearing the blonde's annoyed tone.

"Tone down your voice. Don't you make a scene here, Santana," the blonde sternly said that made the Latina cringe. The blonde never did say anything like that to her before.

"We're over," the brunette challenged, letting her emotions and pride to take over her body and mind. She knows for one that the blonde can't afford to let that happen. The Latina was sure that Brittany won't accept her challenge, just like those times when she used to challenge the blonde everytime she's getting her emotions to take over her. Everytime she says those words, the blonde would just back down and be sweet to her, embrace her and tell her sweet nothings until she withdraws what she said.

"Then, fine!" the blonde quickly answered.

Santana froze upon hearing what the blonde said. She felt like all of her blood was drained out of her body, feeling chills crawling up to her spine and every part of her body - and it was not the good kind of chills. Seeing the blonde turning around and walking away from her made it even worse. She immediately wiped away the tears falling down her own cheeks and walked up to catch up with the other girl. "B-Britt, I... I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean that," she said holding back a sob. She afraid that the blonde might think that she's just doing an act again like she used to.

Brittany stopped walking and turned around to face her. "Well, it's good that the break up actually came out from you, Santana. At least you got to save your pride."

The brunette felt like her head is going to explode. She doesn't know what to do nor what to think but to stand frozen on her spot and cringe upon hearing the blonde's words. Is she hearing this right? God, please no... "W-What do you mean, Britt?"

"I also want an out. I feel like I'm being choked in this relationship. I need space," the blonde coldly said that it seems like it's not the Brittany she knows. It seems like she didn't think about what she said before saying them. Brittany would always think before she says serious things like this, especially if it would hurt the other person or not. That's why the brunette feels so guilty, thinking that the other girl might think that she's taking advantage of her kindness and all that.

Santana felt like she was stabbed right through her heart when she heard the blonde saying those. She feels like something sharp is being stabbed into her heart, painfully slow, slowly killing her inside. Never did she ever think that hearing those words, especially hearing them from the love of her life, would kill her. She wasn't prepared for this. She wasn't prepared to this pain she's feeling that is slowly and painfully crushing her inside, especially when the blonde turned around, walking off to her teammates as if nothing happened. She even saw the blonde smiling at Roxy, the self-proclaimed "Queen Bee" of the campus, who obviously has a crush on her blonde. That woman already got a taste of how it feels like having to experience what it's like to be in the receiving end of her Lima Heights rage, another reason for her parents to be called to the Principal's office.

When she got home, she went to her grandparents' room with tears falling down her cheeks, who were shocked upon seeing her like that. She hugged them tight and sobbed. She told them what happened that day and how much it hurt her. They hugged her tight, softly rubbing circles on her back, giving her the comfort she needed.

She cried her eyes out the moment she arrived home until she feel asleep. She was deeply hurt that Brittany accepted her challenge. But then she thought that she might actually be stepping over her limits, that she might actually did suffocate the blonde in the relationship. How could you be so stupid, Santana?

The next morning, the very first thing that entered her mind was to call Brittany. She will swallow every ounce of pride she has and she will do everything to get her girl back. She'll stop being demanding and she won't even follow the blonde around as if she's her tail because she knows that no matter how the blonde wants to be with her, she could also get irritating. She will do what the blonde wants and she won't even argue. All she wants is for the blonde to be back in her arms again.

"B-Britt..." she said the moment someone answered the phone.

"Santana? This is Claire, Britt's mom. She forgot her phone here. You know how she gets sometimes," the woman said on the other line.

She cleared her throat before speaking again, clearing the lump that started to form. "Uhm... Hi, Claire. Did you happen to know where Britt is?"

Silence passed before she heard Brittany's mom sigh. "She left home early this day."

"Do you know where she went?" the brunette asked, her voice ws hoarse because of all the crying she did. Her dark brown eyes were now red and puffy.

"I think she went somewhere with Roxy," the older woman quietly said.

She wasn't expecting to hear that. Her hands were cold and shaking, then she accidentally dropped the phone. Brittany broke up with her because of Roxy. She can't believe this is actually happening. Her heart was already shattered and she didn't think it could be shattered even more just until now. She wiped her tears. I won't give up. I won't give up on you, Britt. I won't give up on us. She will fight for Brittany with everything that she's got. She loves her so damn much for her to let the blonde go just like that.

She went to the garage and drove off with her car. She was going to Brittany's place. It might not be true. Brittany and Roxy are not together and the blonde was just hiding from her. If the blonde wants for her to plead and beg, she will definitely do it. She would even kneel down and beg in front of the blonde.

Hours later...

"Santana? What the hell are you doing there? It's already dark out and -" the blonde didn't get to finish what she was saying because the moment she got out of the car, the brunette slapped her across the face. Santana wasn't able to control herslef anymore. She was fuming with anger and rage.

The Latina waited the whole day. She didn't enter the Pierce's house no matter how much the older blonde asked her to do so. She was hungry and already feeling cold since it was already at night and she was still outside, but she didn't budge. she was hoping that Brittany will soften upon seeing her like that.

But all of her hopes were crushed the moment she saw Roxy in the blonde's car, sitting at the passenger's seat that was only for her.

"H-How could you, Britt?" the brunette asked, tears now falling down her face. She was shaking, feeling all the hurt and anger crashing down on her. "At least you could have waited for three months, a month or even a fucking week or a fucking day before going into a relationship and replacing me that easily! Everybody knows that! But y-you... o-of all people, Britt..." she said with pain, anger and sadnedd evident in her voice. She doesn't care if she's making a scene and she could be seen by the blonde's neighbors. She can't stop the anger, resentment and hate crawling up her chest.

The blonde only dropped her head. "I'm sorry."

"S-sorry? I-If I accepted your apology, w-would you come back to me?" she desperately asked.

Yet the blonde kept quiet, not giving her any answer.

But the blonde's silence was an enough answer for the brunette. If she was mad before, now she was definitely fuming. "Don't you ever forget this day, Brittany. I can't say that I regret everything that I had with you and that I regret meeting you because I know I can never regret that. But don't forget this day because this will be the last time that you'll ever see or hear from me. I never thought I'd say this, but you've deeply hurt me. And now, I don't know if I hate you but I think I do," the brunette coldly said. She was hurt, in great unexplainable pain. The blonde she truly loved, more than she ever loved anyone else in this world and even more than herself - and that's one grat deal for one Santana Lopez - broke her heart. She turned around and walked away without looking back. Goodbye, Brittany. I may be hurting this much to the extent that it's killing me, but we both know how much I love you, and I guess it's time for both of us to let go.

A/N(2): so there you have it! uhm, what do you think? I'm really afraid of what your reactions would be. anyways, the next chapter will be up as soon as I finish writing it down. thanks! hope you'll drop a review. All reviews, follows and fave's are truly appreciated. Thanks! Love y'all.