Hey Everyone. Thanks again for reading it means a lot, especially since you've taken to the Philly setting, it's my hometown and I'm glad you like it.
Why gaze upon the skies?
When nothing upon the horizon
Compares to that of your eyes
-AC
"Hey Ty what's got you callin' so damn early?"
"Got good news ma. The streets is lovin' that new shit. I got a little over 6 g's for you."
"Legit. I'm makin B some breakfast right now but I'll be around Kenso later. I'll hit you up."
"K see ya S."
Santana hangs up the phone and continues to make Brittany breakfast. Everything seems new to her. The passionate sex, making someone breakfast in the morning. Usually she gets off and before she's even dressed she's telling the other girl to leave. Brittany's not like any other girl though, she thinks, she's special. Finally finishing the omelet and putting it on a plate with toast, Santana grabs a cup of coffee and heads up to her room where a gorgeous blonde still lays.
She places the food and coffee on the end table and cuts out three lines for each of them, remembering Brittany can't eat unless she uses first. Santana kneels on the bed and tucks a blonde strand of hair behind the other girls ear before kissing her awake. The smile that erupts onto Brittany's face is the most adorable thing Santana has ever seen. Brittany finally opens her eyes and see's the breakfast on the table and the lines laid out. She looks up to Santana as if asking, "For me?" Santana nods and gets bashful all of a sudden. Brittany loves her badass side, but she's glad she's the only one who gets to see Santana like this. No walls, just a small brunette, with a heart bigger than the whole city.
"No one's ever made me breakfast before."
"I've never made breakfast for anyone before."
Brittany does her lines before devouring the meal her girlfriend cooked for her. She feels like this has been the best night and morning of her life. The blonde had no trace of any nightmare last night. She actually dreamed, an actual pleasant dream, for the first time since she was 12. After she finishes her food Santana speaks up again.
"I um. Fuck. I was gonna go visit Santi today and was um wondering if you wanted to come meet him? It's cool if you don't I mean it must be weird and all- "
"Tana, I would be honored to meet your brother. That means so much to me that you would bring me there."
Santana coughs awkwardly and nods her head smiling. This feelings shit is gonna kill her.
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After showering, Santana drops by Britt's house so she can get changed before they go to see Santos. She picks up the cash from Ty and gives him another kilo to sell. She holds the envelope full of money in her hand, and knows she should be saving it, but gets another idea. She knows exactly what she's going to do with the money. She walks in the house and Quinn's on the couch so she decides to wait for Brittany there.
"Hey S, what's up? You look different today. Dare I say happy?"
Santana punches her arm, but does so as she's still smiling.
"Q, I think I actually might be. I think im falling in lo-" She looks away and tries to cover her slip up.
"I think I'm falling for Britt."
"San you fell about three months ago and haven't stopped tumbling."
"Haha shut up Q. Pass me that blunt."
Quinn passes her the burning blunt and watches as Santana inhales the smoke with a smile. She has never seen her sister so happy and she's glad it's Britt that's making this side of her show. The side no one but Quinn usually gets to see.
"It's really good to see you smile and it not look like it's painful. When you force it you kinda look constipated. Just sayin."
"Fuck you bitch." She takes the blunt and ashes it on Quinn's lap.
"Oh I see how it is but you're gonna regret that."
Quinn tackles the Latina to the floor, making the blunt fly out of her hand in the process. They start wrestling each other, switching dominance when one catches the other by surprise. Brittany comes down there stairs and is greeted by the sounds of her girlfriend and roommate squealing and laughing as they try to wrestle. She smiles at this. It might just be the cutest thing she's ever seen. Finally she coughs and Quinn looks up as she's pinning Santana to the floor. The brunette follows her line of sight and spots Brittany.
"Quinn, you better not be tryna fondle my woman." She laughs
"Gross B, just gross." She hops off of Santana, but not before smacking her on top of her head one last time.
Santana get off the floor and brushes herself off before taking in the sight of her gorgeous girlfriend. She walks over and kisses her long and slow.
"You look beautiful."
"Thanks babe. I want Santos to know how hot his sister's girlfriend is haha."
"You'd be hot in anything."
They forget Quinn is there until she starts making gagging noises. Both of the girls turn and flip her the finger.
"Whoa there ladies. No need to be hostile. Can I talk to S for a minute though Britt? Then she's all yours."
Brittany is confused but nods and goes to smoke a cig on the front porch.
"What's up Q?"
"Well, as you know, Britt's Birthday is February 27th, and that's about a week away. Did you have anything planned cuz I kinda wanted to throw her a party?"
"I actually wanted to talk to you about that. I have an idea, but I need your help."
"Say no more. Q is here for her favorite queer."
Santana punches her again before laying out her plans.
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"Here's Hudson's package can I go see my brother now?"
The big oaf leads both of the girls to the basement, where they find Santos shivering and sweating again. Santana immediately pulls a plastic bag full of dope out of her back pack and sprinkles it on her first for her brother to snort. He thanks her and then notices a blonde that's not Quinn, in the room. Santana senses his confusion and motions a nervous Brittany, to come closer.
"Santi, I want you to meet someone very special to me. This is my girlfriend, Brittany."
"Ahh, so you're the one that's removed San's head from her ass? I thought it would have taken the jaws of life, not a pretty Blonde."
San pushes him playfully while Brittany blushes and bursts into a melody of laughter.
"It took some hard labor and grease but it finally worked." She laughs. "But it is so nice to finally meet you."
Sam then walks in with a tray of food for the boy and notices his best friend in the room.
"Oh hey Britt, hey San. Let me uncuff this one so he can eat."
Sam releases the younger boy and goes to give him the tray but waves him off, and instead raises his hand to Brittany for her to shake.
"Keep my sister safe ok?"
"I wouldn't have it any other way."
The moment is interrupted by another one of Finn's trolls telling Santana his boss would like to see her.
"It's ok San. I'll stay here with them. Go see what he wants."
She nods and follows the other man out and up to Finn's office.
"Hudson."
"Lopez. Good to see you. I have something I would like to talk to you about."
Santana gulps. She's nervous as fuck but doesn't show it. She squares up to him, arms folded across her chest, and her right hip cocked to the side.
"There seems to be new dope on the streets, blue, they call it. This new shit happens to be better than T and J. So I'm only gonna ask this once. Did you make it?"
Santana scoffs and looks him straight in the eye.
"I wish I made it. I heard some lady in China Town cooked it."
Rage fills Finn and he rushes towards the small girl, choke slamming her into the wall. He keeps his hand around her throat, squeezing as hard as he can.
"I will find out if you're lying, and when I do, you'll regret it. Don't think I didn't see you walk in with that blonde."
Finn finally lets her go and she reaches up to feel her throat, wincing at the now sensitive area.
"You even so much as breathe her fucking name and I will fucking kill you!" She feels her rage start to fill her body. Santana wants nothing more than to rip this fucker to shreds, but there's too many guards around her. Hudson laughs at her, right in her face. He cups her chin with his hand to make her look up at him.
"Oh sweet, sweet Santana. I'd like to see you try."
He motions for a guard to take her back to the basement, still laughing.
She walks in to see Brittany and Santos thumb wrestling and she smiles. But it falls when she remembers what Finn just said. Brittany turns around feeling eyes on her and smiles.
"He totally cheats Tana. He has to like lift weights with his thumbs or something."
"Nope I was just taught by the best." Santos smiles at his sister until he sees the newly forming bruises on her neck.
"What the fuck did he do to you?"
"It's nothing Ti, really, I'm fine."
Santos knows she's the furthest from fine but decides to drop it. Brittany on the other hand makes a mental note to get the truth out of her girlfriend. They all play a couple rounds of thumb war and Santana beats all of them, including Sam. Before leaving she kisses her brother on the top of the head and tells him she loves him.
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The girls decide to go back to Santana's place after their visit, and make dinner. While Santana's waiting for the water to boil, Britt notices her cut out a square of tin foil. She then hollows out a pen so it's just the outer shell with two open ends. The Latina sprinkles a bag of heroin onto the foil and grabs a lighter.
"What are you doing San?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" She replies void of emotion.
Santana lights the flame on the lighter and puts it under the foil, causing the power on top to heat up and start emitting smoke. She then puts the straw in her mouth and sucks up the smoke coming off of the foil. Her eyes roll to the back of her head in instant ecstasy.
"I didn't know you smoked dope too, I thought you only snorted it?"
"Yeah, I only do it when I'm really stressed out." She subconsciously brings her hand up to her, now bruised, neck.
"Are you gonna tell me what happened San?"
"What's there to tell? He fuckin thinks I'm making that new shit, which, I don't blame him, cuz I fuckin am. So when I told him I didn't he choked me against the fuckin wall. Then, while I was choking for air, he took the liberty of threatening me. Saying if he found out different he would bring you into it. So are you happy? There, I fuckin told you!"
Brittany's shocked at the other girl's tone. She never really yelled at her like that. She chokes back her tears and, wordlessly, opens the freezer and pulls out a bag of frozen peas. Santana eyes her curiously. Normally after yelling at someone like she just did, they would be in tears or standing in a puddle of their own piss. But Brittany just took it in stride. The blonde grabs Santana by her shoulders and forces her to sit on a chair in the kitchen. She grabs the frozen peas and gently presses the bag to the bruises on San's neck.
"Yell at me, push me away, do whatever you want Tana. But I'm not going anywhere."
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"There, now we just have to paint the walls and we're done. Thanks for helping me Q. I owe you big time."
"San I actually wanted to talk to you about something."
Shit. Santana thinks. Going over in her head what she must've done wrong. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
"Calm down bitch you didn't do anything wrong."
"Ok, what's this about then?"
"I know you asked Britt if she wanted to go to Cali, and she most likely will, She lov- she really likes you."
Santana looks at her choosing to ignore the little slip up, and urging her to go on.
"I want to come too."
"Q did you really think I was gonna leave you here? Not when I just found you again."
"Yea, but there's something else. San when we get there we're all going to have to get clean. All they have there is black tar heroin, and you can only shoot that up."
"You can smoke it too and I know how to cook powder."
Quinn gives her sister a stern look.
"Yea I heard about your little crack head moment smoking dope in your kitchen. The next step is shooting up and I refuse to let you do that."
"Q, you know I would never do that."
"I know but you said you would never smoke it either. I'm just saying, we're going to Cali to start a new life. Don't you think we should leave all this shit in Kenso where it started?"
"Maybe you're right."
"I know I'm right bitch. Now let's paint this shit before I gotta go shake my goodies for old men."
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Santana pulls up to Britt's place all smiles. She's carrying another bouquet of sunflowers. She knocks on the door, even though she usually just walks in or uses the key B made for her. Today is special and she wants to treat it as so. Brittany whips open the door all smiles, and if possible it gets bigger when she sees her sexy girlfriend.
"Happy Birthday baby."
Brittany doesn't respond she just pulls Santana in by the collar of her jacket and kisses her hard on the mouth.
"I know you're having a party here later, but I was uh, I was wondering if you could come back to my place quick. I have a present there for you."
Brittany side eyes her questioningly but she trusts San so she grabs her jacket and hops into the brunette's car. San hands her a birthday blunt, because that's tradition in her world, and they smoke it down just in time to park out front of the Latina's house.
Santana leads her into the basement where Britt notices a sectioned off room that's never been there before. She furrows her brows when Santana tells her to close her eyes. San leads her into the room, stopping right smack in the middle.
"Open your eyes babe."
Brittany gasps at what she sees. Inside the room is a dance studio complete with floor to ceiling mirrors, freshly waxed wood flooring, ballet bars, and a stereo system in the corner. The parts of wall that peaks out where there aren't mirrors is painted Brittany's favorite shade of blue. She goes over to one of the ballet bars and ghosts her fingers over it with tears in her eyes. Santana sees the tears and fears the worst.
"Oh shit I'm sorry. I knew this was a bad idea. I know you haven't danced for yourself since all that shit with you parents and I just thought that maybe my lab could be your safe place too. But oh god I'm sorry. I'm pushing you to do something you don't wanna do and…"
Brittany cuts off her ramble by tackling the smaller girl to the floor and kissing her all over her face.
"These are happy tears San. No one has ever done anything like this for me before. Thank you. I-I love you."
Santana is taken aback by this. First she thought she fucked up royally and now B is telling her she loves her. Do I love her? She thinks. Of course I do. Holy shit say it back before she really cries.
"I love you too Britt. More than I've ever loved anyone. It's scary, really."
"You don't ever have to be afraid to love me because I'll never be afraid to love you back."
They kiss for a while more on the floor of the studio before Brittany gets up and starts dancing around the room. Floating from corner to corner. Jumping and twirling, tears flowing down her face. She never thought she'd be able to dance like this again.
"B you know there's a stereo. You don't have to dance in silence."
"I'm dancing to the music that plays in my head when I think about you."
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"Chug, chug, chug, chug!"
Everyone chants while Brittany drains the remaining beer from the beer bong. She wipes her chin and walks over to Santana, wrapping her arms around the smaller girl. They go to the kitchen and Britt pulls a ten bag of dope out of her pocket. She lays on the floor and lifts up her shirt. Sprinkling the contents of the bag from the bottom of her breasts to the top of her pants, she crooks her finger at Santana in a come hither motion. Santana shakes her head at how wasted her girlfriend is, but thinks it's cute regardless.
"Come on Tana it's cold down here."
Santana takes the snooter from around her neck and snorts the line, ending with her face in her girlfriend's crotch. Noticing remaining residue on the blonde's stomach, she sticks out her tongue and licks back up to her breasts, tasting the bitterness of the drugs mix with the taste of Brittany's skin. Santana crashes their lips together mixing yet another taste in her mouth.
"I fuckin love you Brittany."
"I fuckin love you too San."