A Note From The Author: Glad you're all liking it! Here, have some sad Santana! Woops lol.
"Santana?" Someone was talking, and shaking her but there was no way she was about to get up. "Santana, get up, please?" They asked but no movement. "Santana I can't have breakfast if you're sleeping on the table." They reasoned. 'Sleeping on the table?' She thought. Peeking one eye open she looked around and saw the blurry profile of her roommate Kurt standing over her.
"I'm on the table?" Slowly sitting up Santana instantly grabbed her head when she felt the next morning dizziness set it. "H-How did I end up here?" She asked completely confused.
"Well..." Kurt started in that tone that meant the reason was either going to be incredibly long winded or interesting. "After your seventh beer you thought you would teach us how to dance. Our first lesson was the graceful art of 'sexy table dancing' as you so rightly put it." Kurt laughed. "We eventually got bored and I guess you passed out here." Kurt shrugged.
"Huh, I don't remember much after leaving work… I must have been wasted last night…" Santana liked to drink, and now they were in New York and she had her fake I.D it had become a lot easier, but she knew her limits. Sometimes the drinking obviously got out of hand. Steadying herself as she lowered her feet onto the ground Santana closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to stop herself from vomiting before she walked towards her room. "I'll help clean up later. I think I need to sleep off the hangover." She stated.
"You promise?" Kurt shouted back to her, he knew what Santana was like.
"Hah, probably not." Santana replied, she never really helped anyone do anything.
Opening the fabric separating her room from the rest of the house Santana headed straight for her bed. Flopping down on what was supposed to be soft mattress she flinched when she felt a lumpiness to her bed. "What the hell?" Sitting up Santana pulled back her duvet to reveal a Rachel, all curled up and in her bed. Standing up Santana removed the covers from her bed completely causing the smaller girl to shiver. "Berry! Get the hell out of my bed!" She ordered, getting only a mumble in response. "Nu-uh, Santana Lopez doesn't share her bed with anyone." She added, crossing her arms when Rachel refused to move.
"You used too..." Rachel mumbled, still half asleep.
"What?" Santana asked not able to make out Rachel's sleepy words.
Turning around to face the voice that was talking to her Rachel spoke louder. "I said you used to share your bed with someone."
Stepping back Santana scoffed. She knew that was different, and Rachel should've known too. Leaning down she placed her hands on Rachel's side and with all her strength she pushed her over and off the other side of her bed. "That was then, this is now." Santana hissed, climbing into her bed and pulling the covers over herself. Trust Rachel to ruin her morning.
Landing on the ground with a thud Rachel squirmed in pain as her half asleep body hit the hard ground. "Ouch!" She cried out. Sitting up she soothed the spot on her head that hurt before standing. "That really hurt Santana. Next time just tell me to move and I will." Rachel reasoned.
"I did, and you didn't." Santana snapped, if Rachel didn't leave soon she was going to get regret it. "Go away, Rachel, and don't ever think about sleeping in my bed again."
Feeling a pang of sadness in her heart at Santana's cold words Rachel turned to leave the girls room but stopped just in front of her door. "You know, pushing people away isn't going to make getting over her any easier, Santana." Not getting a response Rachel sighed and finally left the girls room.
"I don't need to get over her, I am over her." Santana mumbled feeling tears stinging her eyes because of Rachel's words. "She didn't need me. And now I don't need her." She continued, only trying to convince herself now. Pulling back the covers Santana looked to her bedside table for her phone and once she had located it she grabbed it and pulled herself back under the covers where no one could see her. Unlocking her phone Santana went straight to her text messages. She had found herself doing it every so often these past few days. Santana was the one that decided to go to New York but it felt like she was where she needed to be and not at the same time. All she had done was feel sad since she got here, but there was no way she was going back. So instead she looked at a specific text to lighten her day when it wasn't so bright and for a long while it worked, but things had changed. Now it just made her feel worse. Scrolling through her contacts until she found the name she needed Santana clicked to open the text so she could read it. 'I love you so much! We will be together soon! Xxx – B' It was so simple but it meant so much. At the time it was their future in one text, now it was what could've been. "It's her fault. It's all her fault." Santana hissed. "She ruined this, not me. I'm sad because of what she did." She added, somehow this was making her feel better.
"S-Santana?" Kurt and Rachel called out quietly. They could hear her quiet sobbing from the living room a few hours ago but it had gone silent over the last while and they wanted to make sure she was okay. Moving closer, Kurt sat the cup of hot chocolate he had made for the girl on her bedside table as he peered over her turned away shoulder. "She's sleeping." He whispered over to Rachel who was making her way around to the other side of the bed.
Sighing Rachel could see exactly what had happened. "She's been looking at that text again…" Santana and Rachel didn't always get on but they had learned to deal with each other in a more confined space. They would never say it but deep down they both cared for each other a whole lot now. It broke Rachel's heart to see her friend like this. She could see the tear stains on Santana's cheeks and her eyes were slightly swollen. If the rest of her didn't give it away already she could see clearly from the pillow her head was on that Santana had been crying again. Tiptoeing away Rachel dragged Kurt from her room.
Taking a seat in the living room Rachel lay her head back against the couch. "I hate seeing her like that…" Rachel stated. "It's been two years, I was hoping she would start to heal by now…" She added.
"You remember being in love with Finn for the first time, right?" Kurt said, crossing his legs and looking to Rachel.
"O-Of course." Rachel answered, unsure of where he was going.
"You never forget your first love, Rachel. Never." Kurt, unlike Rachel, or Quinn or Brittany was never close with Santana. But he knew better than any of them, with the exception of Brittany that you never forget the love you had for your first. Santana and Brittany were one of the purest forms of love he had ever seen. He didn't like the pair at times but that didn't stop them from being so obviously in love that even Stoner Brett could've seen it. "She's taking her time, and that's okay. We just need to keep being there for her and one day she will learn to smile like before again." Kurt said with a small smile on his face.
"Yeah… You're right." Rachel agreed. She hoped it wouldn't be too long though.
End of Chapter Words: I hope you all liked the slight sad chapter but it had to be done. I would however like to use this little space to address a review by a guest I got on this chapter which said:
"I'd rather stab myself in the eyes than read another ***ing story where Santana pines over Brittany. Brittany is not all that. She's stupid, unattractive, and I think that season 4 Bram made it obvious that Brittany was never in love with Santana. No way is Santana hung up on this ***** still. She's way out of her league in the first place."
I would just like to again clarify that this is not a Brittana story. It's about Dantana/Rachel. This also is not canon in anyway, it can't be. We haven't even seen any of Season 5 yet so how could I do that? This story is canon up until the finale of Season 4 with slight adjustments here and there. In my story Santana is still interested in Brittany in some way, that's how I want it to be okay? If you don't want to read that then don't read it! Simple as. Brittany will come back at some point in the story but she is only really a supporting character and wont be around for long. This is a Dantana ship story so Brittana wont be endgame, obviously. As for the part about Brittany being stupid and unattractive I feel like this is just a stab at her character because I think Brittany is people smart more than book smart and I also think Heather Morris is gorgeous, okay? Okay.