Glad you guys enjoyed the first chapter so much. Still getting use to uploading and editing on here so sorry for any mistakes. Here's Chapter 2! Any feedback is welcomed, I love hearing your thoughts on it.
Brittany was getting out of dance rehearsal and talking with Quinn about her encounter with Santana earlier in the week. Quinn was the only actual friend that Brittany had made since she moved there. They we're partnered up during her first dance class and they just seemed to hit it off.
"I would watch out for her if I were you." Quinn said while changing back into her regular street shoes.
"Yeah so I've heard. Trust me I have no interest in associating myself with anyone like her." Brittany said bluntly.
"Well I'm not saying don't be friends with her if that's her only intention, but with her reputation I doubt friendship is the only things she's looking for. She is actually a decent friend fr-"
"Wait you're friends with her?" Brittany asked confused. She had just explained to Quinn everything that had happened at the coffee shop but she never mentioned she was friends with the girl.
"No I'm not personally friends with her, more like mutual friends. She's friends with Blaine and Kurt so I've hung out with them all together but I've never hung out with just Santana before." Quinn explained.
"Has she ever made a move on you?" Brittany asked curiously
"No. Blaine and Kurt made it pretty clear to her not to try anything with me when I first met her. They didn't want anything that happened to effect our friendship, which was totally fine with me she's really not my type. She's actually a real bitch, I don't understand how she gets so many girls to sleep with her."
"Hmm interesting." Was all Brittany said to her friend. She hadn't even thought to notice if Santana had been bitchy towards her. Sure maybe a little sure of herself but not bitchy.
"I mean if you like her go for it, but just don't expect to get anything other than one night out of her. That girl is all about the chase." Quinn said putting a hand on her friend's shoulder. "I just don't want to see you get hurt."
"Thanks Q but I don't-, oh shit I'm sorry I have to run I'm gonna be late for my shift. Can we talk later on?" Brittany said rushing to get her stuff together. Quinn stifles a laugh as she watches her friend scramble for her belongings.
"Of course girl, I'll swing by later on. We can hang out when you get off, sound good?"
"Perfect. I'll see you later!" Brittany said making her way out the door quickly. 'Oh perfect it's raining, just my luck.' She thought as she raced across the courtyard and headed to the cafe trying not to get drenched.
Later on at the coffee shop the rain was still coming down pretty hard so business was slow. Brittany was clearing off some tables from a few customers that had just left when she heard the door open. She went along with what she was doing figuring it was just another customer until she heard a familiar voice.
"Fucking rain." She heard from behind her. She turned around to see Santana taking off her jacket and hanging it over a chair. Her hair was sticking to her face and was literally dripping, her clothes were completely drenched.
"Never heard of an umbrella?" Brittany asked with a chuckle and caught Santana's attention.
"Not funny." Santana responded quickly. She was a little surprised Brittany had tried to make a joke, even if it was at her expense.
"You're really wet." Brittany said taking the plates off the table and headed back to the counter.
"Thinking about me wet, huh? Wanky." Santana said when Brittany had turned around to face her on the other side of the counter.
"Ugh, you're disgusting." She said rolling her eyes then putting the plates in a bin to be taken in the back to be washed.
"Relax B, I was just kidding." Santana said as she watched the blonde grab a spray bottle and rag then making her way back towards her.
"B? We're friends now?" Brittany asked sarcastically while cleaning the tables.
"Well I would like to be if you-" She trails off when Brittany turns to face her, giving her a confused look. Santana diverts her attention and looks down at her shoes, that are completely soaked through. 'When did I become the one to shyly look the ground? What the hell is that about?' She thinks to herself but her thoughts are also interrupted when Brittany speaks again.
"You do realize I can't stand you, right?"
Santana lets out a defeated sigh, 'Oh I did not just do that. What the hell was that sigh? She's turning you into a stammering shy little kid. Great, just great. Pick your head up and get back in control.' She clears her throat and looks back up to the blonde, "Yes, I realize that but I don't understand why. I think if you actually gave me a chance you'd see that I'm actually pretty awesome." She says with a confident grin.
This time Brittany breaks the eye contact and just shakes her head at the Latina's words. "Why not?" Santana asks taking a step closer to her.
"Santana I don't want to be a part of your little game." She responds with a stern voice.
"And what game would that be exactly?" She asks taking another small step closer.
Brittany looks up at the girl realizing how much closer she's gotten so she takes a step back away from her. "Don't okay? Just stop, you know exactly what I'm talking about. I've already told you I'm not interested so just drop it." She says coldly moving around to the other side of the small table to act as a small barricade between them.
Santana notices the action and then returns her gaze back to Brittany's and looks right in her eyes. That's when she notices that the look the girl is giving her isn't angry like her words were. Her expression is pained and terrified, which only confuses Santana more but she doesn't want to push and make things worse.
"Okay, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to upset you." She says raising her hands up as if she was surrendering. "I'll back off. I admit at first I was just trying to come onto you but I do understand what 'No' means. Blaine and Kurt told me you were new and I honestly was just trying to be nice. I just I know what it's like to be around people and still be lonely. I uh-anyway I'll just – I'll leave you alone." Santana finished then walked past Brittany and out of the shop, leaving her once again by herself.
Brittany just stands there still looking to where the brunette had just been. 'I definitely wasn't expecting that. I don't think she was messing me. I mean she almost flustered? She seemed nervous.' Brittany shook her head at her own ridiculous thought. 'Yeah I made Santana Lopez nervous, like that's humanly possible. She did seem sincere about it though, but can I trust her?' she asked herself making her way back behind the counter. She tries to keep busy cleaning up and helping the few customers that do come in once in a while. Her thoughts however stay on Santana's words that just repeat in her head. Brittany just doesn't know what to make of them.
"Hey Britt, you okay?" Brittany jumps at Quinn's voice from behind her, she hadn't even heard the girl come in. 'Maybe Quinn's a ninja.' She thinks to herself but before she can ask her friend she sees a worried look on her face then realizes she has yet to answer her.
"Yeah I'm fine." She responds back to her friend.
"Are you sure? I've been standing here a few minutes and you were completely zoned out. I probably could've robbed the place and been half way to Mexico by now." Quinn says with a small chuckle to lighten the mood.
"Mexico is that close? We should go sometime!" Brittany responds back hurriedly.
"It's not sweetie, I was just kidding. What's going on?" She asks sitting down next to Brittany with an expectant look on her.
"It's just..I-" She stutters not sure how she can word just happened when she's not even sure.
"Britt it's okay you can talk to me." She places her hand over Brittany's on the table and gives her a reassuring squeeze. This seems to give to Brittany a bit more confidences, she gives a small smile to her friend's action to comfort her.
"Santana was just here." She says looking down at the table trying to avoid whatever look Quinn may be giving her.
"What did she do to you?" Quinn says, it doesn't come out as a question but more like a demand.
"It's not like that she didn't do anything to me. She just-" she pauses not sure how she can word the Latina's actions towards her, "she seemed hurt but not like she was faking, I think she was actually being honest." She says piecing together their encounter.
"Honest about what Britt?" Quinn just waits for the blonde to gather her thoughts. Brittany finally looks up to her friend and tells her the conversation they had earlier.
"Do you think she meant it? I just don't know what to make of it. If she's lying and something happens between us and she hurts me," she stammers out as she tries to push back the tears that have began to form. "I just don't know if I can go through that again." she finishes but can't hold back the tears any longer.
"Hey. Hey it's okay, come here." Quinn says pulling her friend into her. Brittany clings onto her shirt and just cries. Quinn lightly rubs her back and let's the girl get whatever it is out of her system. She speaks again when she hears Brittany begin to calm down. "What do you mean again?"
Brittany steadies her breathing before releasing her grip on Quinn's shirt and sitting up to face the girl. "I had a boyfriend before I came here. We met in high school and were together for almost two years. About halfway through last semester I found out he was cheating on me." She says holding back the tears. "When I confronted him he admitted that he had been sleeping around about 6 months into our relationship. He lied and slept around for a year and a half Q!" she says anger laced in her voice. "I trusted him and the whole thing was bases on lies, none of it was real. That's why I transferred here, I couldn't stand being where he was and where everyone knew what he did to me. I just can't let that happen again. I won't let someone break me like he did." She takes a few breathes to calm herself of the emotions and past she left behind.
"I swear, if I ever find that asshole! I swear I will punch him directly in the face for doing that to you. Secondly, you went through a lot with this situation, and if you're not ready to trust anyone that's completely understandable. I wouldn't be either." she pauses wondering how Santana fits into the equation, "Is that what you think Santana is trying to do?"
"I- I don't know. She said she wants to be my friend, but I just can't trust that she doesn't have other motives with the reputation she has. I can't handle someone using me like he already did." Brittany says, exhaustion overtaking her expression from all the tears and emotion that have been destroying her from the inside.
"Then let her prove friendship is all she's looking for from you. If you don't want more than that than I'm sure Santana will let it go. I mean she is friends with Blaine and Kurt so she can't be all that bad of a friend. So why don't you just start there?" Quinn says, hoping any advice and begin to help her new broken friend.
"I guess I have a lot to think about." Brittany says.
"Well why don't we not think about it for a while and go out?" Quinn asks determined to cheer her friend up again.
"Now? It's a little late, and I have class in-" Brittany begins but Quinn cuts her off.
"No not now. There's a party tomorrow night that I'm going to with my uh- with my friend that goes to a different college close by. Why don't you come out with us and let go of the drama inside that pretty head of yours and have some fun?" Quinn asks eagerly.
"Yeah that sounds like a good idea. It'll help clear my head for a while anyway." Brittany says and Quinn jumps in excitement. "Quinn.."
Quinn looks to her friend, "Yeah Britt?"
"I just, I wanted to say thanks, for everything. Sorry I kinda just broke down on you like that." Brittany says a little embarrassed that she managed to cry on her friend's shoulder not once but twice in one night.
"Hey Britt, don't worry about it. I know you'd do that same for me. Just know I've got your back no matter what, okay?" Brittany just nods. "Good now come her and give me a damn hug girl!" They both chuckle and Brittany grabs Quinn and pulls her into a bear hug.
The two girls had been so caught up in their last bit of conversation that hadn't even realized that Santana had come back into the shop. She's really confused on what it was she just walked in on. She quickly grabs the jacket she left on the back of the chair and quietly leaves without being noticed by either of them. Santana heads back out to clear her own head after seeing the two girls together and not sure what to make of it.