I hope you're all enjoying this story. let me know what you think. PS I wrote the poem in the beginning. Should I add more poetry to the story?

I see this path

of broken glass

of icy snow

and a shattered past

I see this bridge thats in the clear

but oh I would never ever go here

it's easier than the below

but I still wanna get high ya know

i've been on the path all this time

the blood from my feet can be sublime

I'm so used to the icy trail

especially when there is cocaine hail

I'm so used to the struggle

my insides just love to smuggle

the pills into my stomach my nose

I can feel the shattered glass in my toes

up on the bridge you are high

but not how you are on drugs oh why

cuz way up there with the normal folk

they ingest happiness in bulk

no drugs aloud up on the cloud

just mothers fathers and brothers that are proud

on the path there are savages

and smokable cabbages

snortable powder

inhaled with shattered glass straws

mushroom sandwiches

and acid on cavern walls

so who wouldn't take their chances down low

when you could get high by eating the snow

the bridge seems so dry but in the worst way

I'd rather treck through shattered glass

because I'd like to get high today

-AC

Shopping for the both of them was insanely fun. Every once in a while they would sneak into a dressing room and do lines off of the seat that comes in every dressing room. Some off of each other's stomachs as they donned the lingerie the girls have picked out for the other. Brittany can feel her body heat up as Santana rests her hand on her hip while snorting the line off the other girls stomach.

Then a knock comes on the door of the changing room followed by a yelling old woman judging by the Velcro shoes she dons on her feet.

"What the hell are you doing in there other people need to use these rooms too god damnit!"

Then Santana loses it.

"Shut up you old dumb bitch. Not even the mirror in here is in a rush to see you trying on your fuckin granny panties. In fact I'm pretty sure it would shatter at the sight, and just that mental image alone has me questioning my being a lesbian!"

With that the lady walks away muttering something under her breath as Brittany just turns into a fit of giggles.

"San that was mean. But it was so hot."

For once Santana blushes. What is it with this girl? She's making me soft. Get it together Lopez.

After the bag is gone the girls make their way back through the store. But when they check out Brittany notices the total goes over 300 and begins to protest.

"San I can put some stuff back. We went over the limit, and yea lemme go just put some stuff back ok I'll be right back just wait for-"

Santana cuts her of by placing a finger to her lips.

"Don't worry about it sweets. I wanna take care of you. Uh uh I mean it I wanna take care of it. So don't worry your pretty little head ok?"

"ughhh you're so stubborn saaann" she whines but it only furthers the feelings Santana has nestled inside of her. How can someone so adorable live in the bad lands and be a junkie? She's special she thinks. As special as those bright blue eyes and flowing blonde hair. I just hope I don't hurt her. It's in my blood to do so.

They pay and head out to Santana's car. She opens the door for Britt and as she's circling the car to get to the drivers seat, her phone rings. Hudson appears on the caller ID.

"Hudson. What do I owe the pleasure?" she says inwardly groaning. Great fucking timing.

"Oh Lopez ever charming. I need my new shipment and I need double twice as fast. By 3 on Friday."

"Are you fuckin crazy it's already Tuesday! How the fuck am I supposed to do that?"

" Well you better cop some coke and stay up for days and get it finished. Or do you not remember I have your little brother and it would be all too easy for him to go missing."

"Fine fuck you Finn. I'll have it and you better not touch him or I'll blow you a new ass hole!"

"Ahhh I love it when you get all feisty. Get to working Lopez my finger's itching to pull the trigger."

And with that he hung up. All the while Santana didn't notice that Brittany had been listening. Great fucking great. She gets back into the car to be met with a bewildered Brittany.

"what was that all about?"

"I just have to make a batch for Hudson in half the time I need"

"Well I could help you if you want. I mean you did buy me all this stuff so I kinda owe you and-"

"No, no Britt it's ok. Oh and I got a gift for you."

She pulls out a bundle of heroin tied together with a black rubber band each donning the Tom and Jerry stamp. And the she pulls out a straw but it's made of glass and connected to a yarn necklace. Sensing her confusion Santana is compelled to explain.

"the glass thing. It's called a Snooter. It's like a permant staw and it's perfect to scrape residue from. Uh um do you like it?"

"I love it san sooo much I'm always loosing my straws and now I wont because it will be attached."

With that Brittany leans over and kisses her. Showing all her appreciation through her lips. Brittany doesn't know what she did to deserve such and amazing woman to come into her life. They end the kiss with a haze in they're eyes. Both content and blissful.

Santana clears her throat

"Um be careful with that dope. I didn't cut it so it's pure so please promise me, you will take it easy cuz if anything happens to you it's all my fault ok sweets?"

" Ok San I pinky promise"

She then held up her pinky to Santana who took it while once again thinking "too damn cute"

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They pull up to Brittany's row home on the Corner of 4th and Indiana street. They linger in the car a bit just smiling at each other until Brittany speaks.

"Hey San come in with me. I wanna share some of this with youuuu"

"Is this just a ploy to get me into your room Britts cuz all you had to do was ask haha" She follows with a wink and Britt gives her a playful slap on the arm and drags her into the house.

Santana notices the bodies layed out everywhere and all the needles and empty bags and that's when an asian boy starts screaming.

"Oh my god Britt you brought Lopez here!"

"Lopez who's that?" Playing dumb.

"The crazy bitch holding your fucking hand who wants to kill me!"

Then Santana speaks up.

"I'm not the muscle buddy he just threatened you with my name cuz I'm scarier than Hudson. How much money do you owe him?"

"uh uh uh…500?"

"ok well as a piece offering I'm gonna give you 600 and to make sure you don't spend it on more dope rather than paying him back and getting your kneecaps broken, I'm also going to give u a bundle."

But in the back of her mind Santana knew she wasn't doing this for the Asian dude. She was doing it so Hudson got his money and so Santos could eat. She'll do anything for her brother.

"Holy shit thank you so much you just saved my fuckin life. If you had a dick I'd totally suck it." He laughs

"under one condition. You ever get Britts into shooting that shit I will personally shoot you in the knee caps."

And with that she walks up the stairs with Brittany into her closet-like room. It's cute and bright through with pastel colors on the walls and random drawings in chalk spanning the wall the bed is pressed up against. And on the bed is a stuffed unicorn. Adorable she thinks. Ugh this girl will be the end of me.

"That was really nice what you did for Mike down there. You're sweet San, I like you."

"I like you too Britt Britt. Now let's get this party started."

Both of the girls went line for line seeing who would nod off first. Unfortunately they kind of tied and ended up nodding off together cuddled up with each other. Completely oblivious to the fact that both their cigarettes have burnt yet another hole into Brittany's comforter. But each knowing the other has burnt an even bigger hole in the others heart. Ready to spread a wound called love. If only life was that easy.