Hi everyone! Thanks for the response to the last chapter, I wasn't sure about it but all the reviews were great so you obviously approved. Sorry for the wait for this update, I didn't really know how to continue after the amazing reviews I got but I managed to force something out. Hopefully it's enough! x

Chapter Ten

To say that I felt like death would be an understatement. It was the day after Amelia's birthday party and I was definitely regretting drinking all that wine when I woke up the next morning. This was the worst hangover I'd ever had in my life but I didn't know why. I'd drank way more than that before. Maybe it was all that jumping around on the bounce house? I hadn't eaten before I went either, or at the party. I groaned as I realised that I hadn't even eaten when I got home after storming out of Kurt and Blaine's house. Why had I left in such a hurry?

Oh yeah, that's why. I pursed my lips and rubbed my temples as I remembered the events of yesterday. Brittany had asked to talk to me. We'd gone in the bathroom. I gave her a hard time. She apologised. I gave her a hard time again. She apologised again. She told me she loved me. I went off on her. She kissed me. I kissed her back. Then I ran from the house screaming like a banshee on acid. Fuck.

What the hell was Brittany playing at? She introduced me to her fucking boyfriend then took me to the bathroom and attempted to make out with me. Was she insane? She's divorcing me for Christ's sake. I'm not her little play thing, she can't decide to just take me back when she feels like it.

'Good morning, sunshine,' Quinn's voice sang as she interrupted me from my fury as she walked into my bedroom with a mug. 'I hope you don't mind that I let myself in.'

'That better not be alcohol, Quinn, or I will punch you in the face,' I warned her as I scowled at her from my duvet.

'Relax, its coffee,' Quinn smirked as she carefully handed me the mug. 'I assumed you'd need it after you left yesterday. You didn't even say goodbye, where did you go?'

I groaned as I realised that I was going to have to retell the whole sorry tale to Quinn.

'You look pissed, it must be juicy,' Quinn smirked again as she quickly sat down cross legged in front of me on the bed. 'The last I saw you, you were going into the house with Brittany. What happened?'

'So I was having a nap,' I began as I sat up and leaned against the headboard, 'and Brittany woke me up so that she could introduce me to Brett.'

'Yeah, I saw him,' Quinn interrupted me. 'He looked... wholesome.'

'I know, right?' I snorted as I remembered when he attempted to shake my hand. 'Okay, so she introduces me to Brett and I was like, 'I already know all about him'. So then she asked me if we could talk somewhere so we went into the house but there were people everywhere so the only place we could go was the bathroom. She apologised for not telling me about Brett and for introducing him to Talia without asking me first but I felt like she just expected me to accept her apology so I went off on her and told her that it wasn't fair for her to want to me to take her bullshit apology when she's been lying to me. Then she started crying and told me that she loved me and-'

'Wait, what?' Quinn screeched at me. 'She told you she loves you?'

'Yeah, and then she kissed me!' I cried back.

'WHAT?' Quinn screamed at me, her eyes wide with shock. 'She kissed you? Holy fucking shit! Has she lost her mind?'

'I know!' I replied quickly. 'Who the hell does she think she is?'

'She can't mess with you like that, 'Quinn said as she shook her head. 'Too much has happened.'

'I pushed her off me and started screaming at her and then she broke down, like howling, and told me not to leave her and that she loves me 'so much'. What the fuck is that about?' I asked Quinn in disbelief. I still couldn't believe that it had happened.

'She asked you not to leave her?' Quinn looked back at me dumbfounded. 'I don't even know what to say, I'm in shock.'

'So was I,' I said as I shook y head and took a sip of my coffee. 'I mean, she's divorcing me. It's not normal to kiss someone you're divorcing.'

'You guys are still getting divorced?' Quinn asked me with evident shock in her voice.

'Of course we are.'

'But you can't, not now!' Quinn squeaked at me.

'Why the fuck not?' I asked her harshly. 'This gives me even more reason to sign those papers.'

'But she loves you, Santana!' Quinn argued back. 'You have to find out what's going on before the two of you throw it away!'

'It was thrown away when she walked out on me, Quinn!' I was really pissed off at her now. Why did she suddenly want me to give Brittany a chance? 'You've said plenty of shit about Brittany since it happened, why have you changed your tune now?'

'I didn't think that she loved you!' Quinn cried back at me. 'Now that we know that she does, you should listen to what she has to say.'

'I'm not fucking doing it, Quinn!' I replied harshly. 'She's had years to explain herself but she's never fucking bothered her ass. Nothing she says now is going to change anything. Me and Brittany are done, over.'

'But Santana-'

'No, Quinn. We're done.'


Four hours later I was in the kitchen talking to Natalia while she ate her lunch at a stool next to the island. Rachel had dropped her off just after Quinn had left. Apparently, Brittany had been really upset at the party and Rachel and Finn had offered for Natalia to stay at their house. Berry attempted to question me on why I didn't seem shocked that Brittany had been upset but I'd given her a look that told her not to push me.

'Did you like the party, Mami?' Natalia asked me as she brushed her long dark hair away from her face.

'It was great, baby. Do you want more water?' I asked her as I picked up her empty glass.

'Yes, please,' Natalia replied politely before she went back to her tuna sandwich. 'It was really funny when you and Aunt Quinn were on the bounce house!'

'Did you like that, huh?' I laughed as I placed a fresh glass of water in front of her. 'I think that me and your Aunt Quinn were the most fun grown-ups at that party.'

'Yep!' Natalia nodded enthusiastically as she grabbed the glass with two hands and took a sip.

'Did you have a good time, baby?' I asked her gently as I leaned over the counter and stroked her head.

'It was so much fun. All my Aunts and Uncles were there but Uncle Kurt and Uncle Blaine were really moody,' Natalia wrinkled her nose as she told me.

'I think they were just stressed about having all those people at their house, sweetheart. The other mommies can be mean sometimes,' I explained to her.

'I didn't like it when Uncle Kurt was mean to you when you fell out the bounce house,' Natalia said quietly. I watched her as she carefully set her glass back down before I replied.

'Don't worry, Talia, Mama knows how to deal with Uncle Kurt when he's like that,' I said smugly. I hadn't said anything to Kurt at the party but he was going to get an earful when I next saw him.

'Because you're from Lima Heights Adjacent!' Natalia shouted excitedly as she fist pumped the air.

'That's right, baby,' I cooed at her. I had never been so proud.

Natalia and I continued chatting as she finished her lunch. I loved spending time with her but it never felt like enough. I wished that she got both parents all the time instead of half a week with each one. Brittany and I splitting was tough on me but I can't even imagine what it must be like for Natalia. It broke my heart that she was completely used to us not being together. She wasn't even two when Brittany left so she couldn't even remember when we were a couple. I always felt so lucky growing up because my parents were together, unlike the parents of many of my classmates. Before Natalia was born, I'd promised myself that I'd do everything I could to make her life perfect but I'd failed on the most important thing of her childhood, a stable upbringing. She'd never said anything but I knew that she must look at her cousins' families and see the difference. Carter, Lucas and Josh had a mom and a dad, and they all lived together. Did it bother her?

'Talia, does it bother you that me and Mommy don't live together?' I burst out. Oh crap, did I really want to know?

'Sometimes,' she replied honestly as she finished off her grapes.

'When, baby?' I asked her carefully.

'When a funny thing happens and I want to tell you and Mommy but I can only tell one of you and I have to remember the story to tell the other. Sometimes I forget the story,' Natalia winced as she told me the last part.

'It's okay, Mama forgets things too,' I reassured her. 'Is there anything you like?'

'I like having two bedrooms and two Christmas',' Natalia told me with a toothy grin.

'Of course you do,' I chuckled as I took her now empty plate over to the sink.

'LEZPEZ!'

'I'm in the kitchen!' I yelled back at Puck who had obviously just came into the house. Judging by 'Lezpez', he didn't know that Natalia was with me.

'What does 'Lezpez' mean?' Natalia asked innocently as Puck walked into the kitchen. I shot him a glare from the sink.

'Oh hey, kiddo, I didn't realise you were here,' Puck backtracked as he scruffed up Talia's hair. 'It's just a nickname I have for your Mama.'

'Can I call you Lezpez, Mami?' Natalia giggled as she tried to get away from Puck.

'No, Talia, Mami will do,' I told her sternly. I was going to fucking kill Puck. 'Why don't you go play outside while I talk to your Uncle?'

'Okay,' Natalia sighed as she climbed off her stool. That kid was always trying to eavesdrop.

'Get away while you can, Nat, your Mama's about to turn into the Hulk!' Puck shouted after her as she ran into the backyard.

I rolled my eyes at him as I began to dry Natalia's plate.

'What are you doing here, Puck? Apart from irritating me of course,' I asked him dryly.

'Sorry, sweet cheeks, is someone still hungover?' Puck teased me as he crept towards me.

'Get away, Puckerman!' I warned him as I hit him with the towel. 'Why are you really here?'

'Do I need a reason to visit my friend?' Puck asked me in mock surprise.

'Don't you have a pool to clean?' I shot back airily.

'Fine, I'm here to talk to you about yesterday,' he admitted. 'Quinn told me what happened with you and Brittany.'

'Of course she did,' I groaned as I put the now dry dish in the cupboard. 'What do you want to know?'

'Are you going to give Brittany another chance?' Puck asked me as he sat down across from where I was standing.

'God, not you too,' I groaned as I rolled my eyes. 'I told Quinn I'm not giving her another chance and that's the end of it. Anything you say to me won't change my mind.'

'Believe me, I don't agree with my wife,' Puck laughed as he looked back at me. 'Brittany had plenty of time to sort things out. She can't serve you with divorce papers then expect you to take her back.'

'Exactly!' I cried out as I threw my hands in the air. 'Why can't her and Quinn realise that?'

'You and Brittany were never really going to work out anyone,' Puck told me as he shook his head.

'What do you mean?' I asked him as I narrowed my eyes while I placed a beer in front of him.

'You were too different,' he shrugged as he leaned back and sipped his beer. 'You're blunt and Britt's not.'

'And why was that a problem?' I asked him harshly. I didn't know why but I was getting really annoyed by what he was saying. 'We balanced each other out.'

'Yeah but it gets to the point where the difference is too much. Brittany's head has always been in the clouds. She wanted a fairytale and when you couldn't give her it anymore she left,' Puck told me nonchalantly as he sipped that fucking beer.

'It was hardly a fairytale, Puck. She had to wait for years for me to stop boning you and to admit that I even had feelings for her,' I shot back at him.

'Well, I know that,' Puck replied quickly, 'it was Brittany that was too stupid to realise.'

'She's not stupid, Puck!' I shouted at him.

'Woah, calm down!' Puck shouted back at me as he held his hands up in defence. 'Why are you defending her anyway? You said yourself that you guys are over!'

He was right. Why was I defending her? It was me that had decided that we were officially over. She kissed and begged me to go back to her but I shot her down. Puck had said stuff about her ever since she left me so why was it only pissing me off now? Wait...

I couldn't be considering giving her a second chance. Could I?