My apologies again for taking so long. This time I really have no excuse. I somewhat lost interest in the story and started working on some new ones. But I'm getting back into this story. I really want to finish it for you guys. I originally said it would be about 25 chapters but it's looking like 30 now. I'm going to shut up and post this now so I can get back to writing :) Enjoy!
"Who is the lucky one?" Sarah smiled.
"This one over here," I smiled, tilting my head toward Brittany.
"You are too, San," Brittany said, nudging me.
"But we're not looking for me today. Tell her what you want, babe."
"We have a lovely selection of engagement rings," Sarah said. "Is there anything specific you're looking for?"
"I'm not really sure. I know I don't want gold."
"Well we have plenty of other choices. White gold is very popular. Follow me and I'll show you what we have."
We spent almost an hour looking at rings, finding nothing. The saleswoman was getting frustrated. Brittany was getting upset and I was about to snap on this woman. She started getting short with Brittany and my patience was growing thinner and thinner.
"I'm sorry," Brittany said, dropping her head. "I'm still not seeing anything."
"Really?" Sarah said with a hint of attitude. "Well we don't have much more to choose from."
"Britt, let's go." I said, softly pulling her arm. "I'm tired of this. We're leaving. Now."
"I'm sorry, San." Brittany said, head still hanging, once we were outside the store.
"It's not your fault." I stopped and turned to face her. "Babe, that woman was being very unprofessional and a total bitch. She's lucky I didn't punch her in the face."
"San." Brittany rolled her eyes.
"No, Britt. No one is going to treat you like that. Not while I'm around."
"I love you but you don't have to do that."
"Yes I do. You're my fiancé. I'm going to take care of you."
"You're amazing." She kissed me softly.
"Let's find another store that's not full of bitches."
"Ok." Brittany laughed, taking my hand as we walked to the next jeweler.
The next store had nicer people. After about half an hour, the woman was still patient and helpful.
"This is the last of the white gold we have." The woman said, setting the tray on the counter.
Brittany slowly looked over them, carefully analyzing each one. She gasped and grabbed my arm. "San, I found it."
"Which one, hon?"
"That one." She pointed out one ring. It was beautiful. It had a good size diamond in the middle with smaller diamonds all around it. There were three diamonds on each side of the band.
"Would you like to try it on?" The saleswoman asked.
"Yes please." Brittany's smile grew as the ring slid on her finger. "What do you think?"
"It's beautiful." I smiled. "Is that the one you want?"
"Yeah."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I love it."
"Ok." I smiled. I looked at the saleswoman. "We'll take it."
"Would you like to wrap it up or wear it out?" The woman asked.
"Wrap it up, please." Brittany said, carefully taking the ring off.
"You don't wanna wear it?" I asked, confused.
"I want you to put it on me."
I paid for the ring and Brittany stuck it in my pocket. We thanked the saleswoman before leaving the store.
"Is there any other place you want to check out while we're here?"
"We should probably be getting home. Cassie should be getting there soon."
"Ok babe." I smiled, taking her hand. She led me toward the exit and toward the car. She kissed me quickly before opening my car door. She got in the other side and started driving toward her parents' house. She reached over, taking my hand as she drove.
"I love you." Brittany glanced over at me, smiling.
"I love you too." I kissed the back of her hand.
"You have made me so happy lately."
"I plan on making you happy for the rest of your life."
"You always say the right thing, San." Brittany pulled up in front of the house. We sat in the car for a minute before getting out.
"Britt, you ok?" I asked as she rounded the car.
"Yeah, just thinking." She took my hand again as we walked toward the door.
"About?"
"I think I wanna tell my parents tonight."
"If that's what you wanna do, it's fine with me. I'll support you no matter what you choose."
Brittany stopped in her tracks, making me stop too. She pulled me to her and kissed me hard. After a minute, we pulled apart. "You're perfect."
"You are." I gave her a quick peck.
"Why can't you accept a compliment?" She laughed.
"I will when it's the truth." I smiled.
"You're so difficult." She rolled her eyes.
"I know you are." I laughed.
"Oh don't even." She laughed, pushing me away slightly. I pulled her back but she pushed me away again.
"Come on, baby." I laughed, pulling her close and holding her tight. "You know you can't resist me."
Brittany rolled her eyes and sighed. She looped her arms around my neck. "I hate it when you're right."
"But I love it." I smirked.
"I'm sure you do." She shook her head. She kissed me softly. "I love you, you know?"
"I love you too." I pulled her closer, kissing her again.
"Gross, Britt," a voice from behind us commented. "Get a room, would ya?"
Brittany turned around quickly. "Cassie!" She shouted and ran toward the younger blonde. She wrapped the girl in a tight hug. "I missed you so much."
"I missed you too, Britt." Cassie said, holding Brittany as if she were afraid to let go.
I smiled softly, watching them. "Cass, I want you to meet someone." Brittany said, once she finally pulled away. She turned toward me. "This is Santana. San, this is Cassie."
"It's nice to meet you." I smiled, stepping forward, holding my hand out.
"It's nice to meet you too." Cassie smiled, shaking my hand. "Britt has told me a lot about you."
"Oh boy." I laughed.
"When did you get here?" Brittany asked, looping her arm around my waist.
"Just a bit ago. Mom said you went to the mall."
"Yeah, I wanted to show San around a bit."
"Buy anything?" Cassie eyed us, raising her eyebrows with a smirk.
"What do you know?" Brittany asked. "How do you know?"
"Mom overheard something about jewelry stores or something. So it's true?"
Brittany looked at me and sighed. "Well I guess we'll have to tell them at dinner."
"Looks that way." I laughed nervously.
"Britt," Cassie nearly shouted.
"What?"
"Are you seriously getting married?"
"You'll find out at dinner." Brittany smirked as she pulled me into the house with her.
"You can't do that, Britt." Cassie said, running in after us.
"Mom?" Brittany shouted.
"In here, honey." Mrs. Pierce shouted from the kitchen.
"We're back." Brittany smiled as we walked into the kitchen.
"What did you think, Santana?" Mrs. Pierce asked, smiling at me.
"I was pleasantly surprised." I nodded.
"Good. Do you girls have any plans for this afternoon?"
"I think the three of us are gonna go walk around town. I wanna show Santana around and catch up with Cassie." Brittany grabbed a water from the fridge. "What do you guys think?"
"That's fine." I nodded.
"Yeah," Cassie eyed Brittany. "Sis and I need to catch up."
"Have fun, girls." Mrs. Pierce smiled. "Your dad wants to do dinner at 6 so make sure you're back by then."
"We will."
The three of us get out to the car and Brittany takes off. She drives for a few minutes before Cassie sticks her head between the front seats.
"Ok, so what's going on?" she asked. "You can't keep me on edge like this."
"But it's so fun." Brittany laughed.
"Britt, be nice." I laughed.
"Ok fine." Brittany nodded but still laughed. "What do you want to know, Cass?"
"Are you two really getting married?" Cassie asked, looking between the two of us.
"Yes, Santana asked me to marry her."
"When?"
"Last night."
"Why didn't you say anything?"
"I wanted you guys to get the chance to know her a little more before dropping that bomb."
"I can understand that. But why not tell me?"
"No offense, Cass, but sometimes you can be pretty harsh to people you don't know."
"I just want to make sure she's good enough for you."
"Trust me, she's better than anything I could have ever asked for."
"You two do know I'm still here, right?" I laughed from the passenger seat.
"I could never forget you're here, babe." Brittany leaned over the console for a quick kiss.
We spent the next few hours going around town. Brittany showing me all of her favorite places. We finally got back to her house just in time for dinner. The three of us piled in the car with Mrs. Pierce. She made the quick drive to the restaurant.
"There's my favorite girls." Mr. Pierce smiled as we walked in the door. He pulled Brittany and Cassie into a tight hug. He then ushered all of us to a booth in the back. We sat and got our food ordered. Everyone made small talk but I just sat back and listened. It didn't take long for our food to come.
Brittany put her hand on my thigh once we were done eating. She looked over at me and I nodded with a small smile. "Mom, dad, there's something I want to tell you."
"What is it, honey?" Mrs. Pierce smiled.
"The last few months, I've been the happiest I've ever been. It's all thanks to Santana. She's my everything. I don't see my life without her anymore, which is why I agreed to marry her."
"You're getting married?" Mrs. Pierce choked out.
"I'm getting married, mommy." Brittany smiled brightly.
Mr. Pierce quickly got up from the table and walked back toward the kitchen. Brittany's smile immediately dropped. I squeezed her hand lightly.
"I'll go talk to him, honey." Mrs. Pierce moved to get up.
"No, I should." Brittany got up without looking back at the table. I watched her with sad eyes but turned back to the table.
"Does he oppose our relationship that much?" I asked Mrs. Pierce.
"Oh no. That's not it at all." Mrs. Pierce shook her head. "Brittany will talk to him and get it straightened out."
"Ok." I nodded.
It seemed like forever until Brittany finally came back out. She looked like she'd been crying. I started to get up but she stopped me. "Can we go home?"
"Sure, honey." Mrs. Pierce nodded.
The four of us got in the car for the quiet ride home. Brittany rested her head on my shoulder. I was freaking out. I couldn't read her. Once we got back to the house, I followed her upstairs. She sat on her bed and I knelt down in front of her.
"Talk to me, B." I said, softly. "What did your dad say?"
"He was really upset," Brittany took a deep breath. "We went through this when I left for LA. It'll take him some time but he'll come around."
"He hates me, doesn't he?"
"No, no. He hates the idea of me not being his little girl anymore. He doesn't want me to grow up."
"Should I talk to him?"
"You can if you want to."
"I'll be right back." I stood up, kissing her forehead. I grabbed the keys and headed back to the restaurant. I parked in the lot, taking a few deep breaths before walking in.
The hostess smiled at me. "Weren't you just here?"
"Yeah," I nodded. "I was hoping I could talk to Mr. Pierce. Can you see if he's got a minute?"
"Sure, let me check." The girl walked toward the back and came back a few seconds later. "You can go on back. Just go straight back. It's the first door on left, just past the kitchen."
"Thanks." I walked back to the office, knocking on the open door.
"Santana, come in." Mr. Pierce looked up. "Have a seat."
I shut the door and sat in one of the chairs across from him. "Thanks for taking the time to see me."
"I'm sorry for leaving during dinner. The announcement shocked me."
"I understand, sir. But Brittany was upset, so I just wanted to come talk to you myself. Is there anything I can do to help ease your mind?"
"I know you love Brittany. I'm not questioning that. I'm not questioning your relationship either. Brittany is my little girl. I swear it was just last week when I was teaching her how to ride her bike. Now she's getting married? She's not going to need me anymore."
"With all due respect, sir, that's the farthest thing from the truth. Take it from someone who spent years without her father, the father-daughter relationship is something she will always want and need."
"I'm afraid I won't see her anymore. It's been so long since we've seen her already."
"Sir, I promise we will come back more often, a couple times a year. And whenever you guys want to come visit, you can."
"I don't know if we could afford that."
"You don't have to worry about that."
"Santana, I can't ask you to do that for us."
"You're family. Or will be. It would make Brittany happy so I'm not taking no for an answer." I smiled.
"You're an amazing kid, Santana."
"Thank you, sir."
"Thanks for coming to talk to me. I'm a little more at ease now."
"Good. See you at home later." I stood up smiling and walk for the door. "Oh, before I leave, there was one more thing I wanted to ask."
"What's up?"
"Mr. Pierce, your daughter, Brittany, is the most important person in my life. I love her more than anything. She makes me smile just by walking into the room. And her smile is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I want to make her smile for the rest of her life. I would like to ask for permission to marry your daughter, sir."
"Santana, you're a wonderful young woman and nothing would make me happier than to have you marry my daughter."
"Thank you, sir."
We shared a smile before I left his office. I went back to the house and found Brittany on the couch with Cassie.
"You were gone a while." Brittany said, eyeing me.
"We had a good talk." I shrugged my shoulders, sitting next to her.
"And?"
"I think he feels a little better about it."
"Oh good."
"And you can have this now." I pulled the ring box from my pocket. "I did what I should have done first. I asked for his permission and he gladly approved."
"Oh San." Brittany started to tear up as I opened the box and slid the ring on her finger. "I love you so much."
"I love you too." I smiled, kissing her softly.
"You guys are disgustingly adorable." Cassie shook her head from the other side of the couch.
