A/N: Okay i made a slight error.. Instead of writing Sugar Motta i wrote Manta.. coz i read it in a glee site before.. i think it was GleeWiki.. i thought it was accurate but i already corrected it.. lol
How awesome is episode one huh? lol.. first time mentioning the Unholy Trinity on the show! :)
and those little Brittana scenes killed me especially when they said hi to each other and the pepperoni thing :DD
okay enough about that..
so there's another Santana's POV here.. i labeled it so no one will get confused..
now commence your reading.. :)
BRITTANY'S POV
It's my fourth day of working at Santana's firm and things are just getting worse. Every time she has a chance, she humiliates me in front of her staff. Atty. Hummel and Sam (he insisted on me calling him that even though I think it's unethical) kept throwing me apologetic looks whenever Santana decided to pick on me without any reason. Uhh.. except for the fact that she literally hates me and desires to make my life miserable.
Clearly she's not going to make it easy for me. But surprisingly, I'm not dejected one bit. It only made me want to strive even more. To prove to her that I can survive the hellish situation she's putting me through. She's going to sign that paper and pass me after 3 weeks, whether she likes it or not.
"Hey Brittany! You're here early!" Atty. Hummel said energetically, approaching my desk. I gave him a sincere smile and said respectfully, "Good morning Atty. Hummel. How may I help you today?"
He rolled his eyes and smirked in amusement. "C'mon Britt, you don't have to be so respectful to me. You can call me Kurt!" He said persuasively but he saw the look of uncertainty in my eyes. I knew he knows the reason behind my hesitation. "Don't worry about her. We'll take care of it." That was the same thing Sam said to me a couple of days ago. From the moment he suggested it, I knew it was a bad idea. Santana already reprimanded me about that matter the other day and it was not a pretty sight.
"So, if ever you need anything, don't hesitate to come to me. Okay?" Sam said with a friendly smile on his face. Although his mouth is slightly big for a normal person, his smile is one of the most beautiful ones I saw in my life. Not to mention it suits his cute face. He's a good looking guy after all and it makes me wonder why he doesn't have a girlfriend yet.
"Thanks Attorney Evans." I said meekly, also smiling at him. He gave me a jokingly disappointed look. "I told you, call me Sam. Hearing Attorney Evans from you makes me feel old."
I let out a chuckle. "Okay, if you really insist. So let me rephrase that. Thank you Sam!" I said cheerfully without letting the grin on my face disappear.
Little did I know that Santana was watching us from behind, until she made her presence known in the harshest way possible.
"So…!" She began, faking the amused tone in her voice. "Getting comfortable Brittany?" She continued while making her way towards us. There was still some left over venom on her voice whenever she calls me by my name. It made the grin on my face disappear and forgot that Sam was in front of me. "I see you and Attorney Evans here are becoming friendly so quickly." She shot a glare at Sam's direction which he returned with a saddened pitying look in his face. He didn't dare retaliate at Santana which I thought to be stupid. Why would he put up with that kind of attitude?
Santana turned to Sam and said, "Hey Sam, be careful with this one. She may look innocent but you never know what tricks she has on her sleeve. Maybe she's just using you so she can get something from you… something like an approval for her to pass her subject." Santana looked at me triumphantly and before I could even say anything to defend myself, she turned her heel towards her office and disappeared.
The scrunched look on my face gave away my frustration at the scene that just unfolded. How dare her do that to me? I'm humiliated in front of Attorney Evans and I didn't even had the chance to defend myself. I darted my eyes to the floor in embarrassment but my attention was called when Sam took a step towards me and I looked up.
"Sorry about that. It's just how she is. And don't worry, she doesn't mean that." In my head I countered what he said of course. And I'm pretty sure Santana meant that. Sam was just… kind. "Don't let it bother you." He said reassuringly.
"But Attorney Evans—"
"Hey, I said call me Sam." The distressed look I had maybe brought him to add, "I'll take care of Santana okay?" He was beaming down on me as if nothing happened. That warm smile, however, wouldn't be enough to cure the coldness in my insides. I don't believe one bit that he will be able to 'take care' of Santana. She has so much power in this place and she even treats her friends like crap. How else would she treat me?
Even though my mind is plagued with doubts, I just agreed to what Sam said coz I'm tired of arguing. I managed to muster a weak smile and he patted me on the shoulders. I watched him walk away and sighed to myself.
Unconsciously, my gaze turned to the door of Santana's office. I could've sworn I was being watched because of a sudden feeling. But I saw no one. I shrugged it off and went back to my desk.
I forgot Attorney Hummel was still in front of me. I eventually gave in his request and said, "Okay Kurt." His genuine smile slightly took away the bad feeling in my chest. Then, he discussed some tasks he wanted me to do about a new case which got me ridiculously excited. This will be my chance. I will prove that I can do this. Kurt seemed to sense my enthusiasm as his smile broadened before walking inside Santana's office.
SANTANA'S POV
"KURT! DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO SIGN THIS CLIENT? I DON'T WANT THIS FUCKING CASE!" I yelled dramatically at Kurt. Every bit of thing makes me pissed off right now and this is not helping. I knew Kurt isn't really a fan of me screaming at him but I can't help it. I feel so freaking annoyed right now.
"Santana, the guy is helpless! He's willing to pay you with every cent he has! Let's just take this case! What difference does it make?" Kurt retaliated but it made me mad even more.
"HOW MANY TIMES DO I HAVE TO TELL YOU THAT YOU SHOULDN'T LET YOUR FEELINGS TAKE OVER YOU? In this industry you won't go far with your conscience or empathy eating up your sense of thinking! You have to weigh every single decision you make locking out all your personal feelings! You must learn how to turn you heart into stone!" I said firmly. I don't know if I believe what I said but in the latter years of my life as I lawyer, I most certainly practiced what I preached.
I saw the hurt in Kurt's face after my rant but he did his best to hide it. I knew I stepped over a line that I wasn't supposed to cross. Then again, I was always like that. He's probably used to it by now knowing my personality. Still, it isn't right for me to lash out on him like that even though I am his boss. He's my friend and one of the few who cares. The way I treat him is not really a good measure to make him stay. But he still does.
"Well, not everyone can turn their hearts into stone like you Santana." He said quietly. This is one of the rare instances where he would talk back to me… actually not talking back coz he always does it calmly, but it's a sign that he is upset with me. I wanted to apologize but no words came out of my mouth. I just sat there on my office chair and watched him walk out of the room.
"He'll come around." I muttered, trying to convince myself that he will. But there's a part of me that's ultimately scared when that dreaded time comes… where I would be left alone because of how I treat others. I'm aware that that day would eventually dawn upon me but I hope not right now. I don't need any more drama in my life.
I decided to step out of the office for a while, in a foul mood I might add. Then just as I was getting ready to feel better, a sore sight hit my eyes. There they were again. Brittany and Sam, talking and laughing at some stupid thing I don't even care about. I don't know what Sam's deal is though. He's one of my closest friends aside from Kurt and if I didn't know any better, I think he's hitting on Brittany.
Is he really? But what do I care if he is? He can do whatever he wants. Brittany also can do whatever she wants. But here I am, annoyed as fuck. Seeing them together makes me want to punch something. Maybe it's because of too much blonde hair or the way Brittany smiles when she's talking to Sam. The guy isn't even that funny. He always does these stupid impersonations of people I'm not familiar with. Plus he's a total geek and he has a 'trouty mouth'. Does she find him attractive?
Before I could even stop myself, I was walking towards them once again like the day I embarrassed Brittany in front of Sam for calling him by his first name. It doesn't matter really but I hated the thought that they might get together or something. I was just paranoid for some reason and also I don't want an office romance to start, especially when it involves Brittany. She can't be with someone else… I will never admit it out loud but I want her to be with me.
"Aren't you two supposed to be doing something else than chatting?" I said as ruthless as I can. I hate seeing Brittany's face coated with anger towards me but I hated the fact that she's happy because of Sam even more. I should be making her life miserable as I can which I was only doing so she would crawl back to me and beg for me to love her or something. Based on her personality, of course she wouldn't do that. I'm stupid like that but I can't think of any other way. Besides, I know she thinks that I'm still mad at her but actually, it vanished the first day she stepped into this office.
I saw a hint of fright in Sam's eyes but it quickly disappeared, as for Brittany, her happy demeanor instantly changed to annoyance and anger. Why is she angry anyway? I am the one who got offended but then again, it might have something to do with me threatening to take away her dreams of being a lawyer.
Sam gave me a weak smile as he nodded curtly to Brittany before he went away. Brittany eyed him a few seconds before she dropped her head down and walked towards her table. She began sorting out papers which I think was just a ploy to make it seem she was busy.
Being the obnoxious person that I am, I approached her desk, stopping directly in front of her to catch her attention. "What are you trying to do Brittany?" I asked suspiciously.
She didn't even look up when she said with the calmest tone she could gather, "I'm just trying to finish my tasks Attorney Lopez." I didn't miss the emphasis she put on the 'Attorney Lopez' part but I let it slide. All I want is her attention and I will get it.
"Oh really? Do tell me… Is one of your tasks getting to Sam's good side? Coz really, if you're going to use him to pass your job training subject, you're wasting your time. He won't even have a say on that matter because only I call the shots." I mentally praised myself as she perked her head up and looked at me disbelievingly. I have her attention now. Well done Lopez. My methods maybe silly and foul but it always works.
For a moment, I was mesmerized by those pair of bright blue eyes until she stood up from her desk with force that made me snap back to reality. "For your information Attorney Lopez, I don't have any motives and I'm definitely not using Sam or anyone else to pass my subject." Her voice was low; clearly she's trying to control her emotions, knowing that I could easily fail her if she crossed a line. Aware of the power I have over her made me happy but at the same time gloomy for everything she feels for me is pure anger and disgust.
"Sam huh? I see you two are close friends now. That was fast don't you think?" I tried to hide the bitterness in my voice. I guess I succeeded since Brittany didn't notice anything. Instead she ignored me and went back to sorting the papers in her table. "Tell me, did he ask you out on a date?" I was surprised at myself for asking that out loud. It was a question that's been haunting my brain ever since that day. I didn't mean to say it but it blurted out of nowhere.
I can tell that the question caught her off guard by the shocked expression she was wearing. She recovered instantly, replacing her reaction with a playful smirk. I raised my eyebrows for the lack of retort I got from her. I was pretty sure she would lose her temper and oppose me but she didn't. "So he did?" I asked anxiously fearing it was true.
"With all do respect, I believe that it's none of your business Attorney Lopez." She stood up from her seat, banged a stack of papers, automatically arranging in her hands on the desk and said, "Please excuse me, I'm busy." She left me alone with my curiosity killing me. She definitely won that round.
The feelings I have for her that I've successfully bottled up these past few days started spilling inside my chest. What if they were dating? What will I do? I leaned on the nearby wall and pushed back my head with a force that caused a thudding sound.
BRITTANY'S POV
I can feel the victory rushing through my body. I defeated Santana once again in an argument and the satisfaction is just overwhelming. But I can't shake the feeling that I did something wrong, like something that could affect her decision of passing me. I hope she didn't take it personally. After all, she's the one who started it. But aren't you supposed to just shut up when your boss talks to you that way?
UGH! I scratched my head furiously because of annoyance at same time hoping that it will erase the thoughts about the incident earlier. I fell to her trap once again. Obviously, she's conducting ways for me to give her a reason not to sign that approval paper. And like an idiot, I keep biting at the bait she's throwing me.
I absentmindedly run my thumb through the stack of papers I was holding, making it produce a distinct sound and a slight bit of air. A thought was bugging me that won't go away. Why does she want to know if Sam asked me out on a date? Does that mean Sam likes me? What did he tell Santana? He might've given her the wrong idea!
Wait, why does it matter? I don't care if Santana thinks Sam and I are dating. But why does it bother me so much? I feel it's important for me to clear things with her but for what reason? I don't want her to know what I really feel even though I want to tell her so bad.
I thought of Quinn, and all the suffering she's been through so that I could clear my head. It worked for a few seconds but my thoughts drifted back to Santana. She's so near… yet she's out of my reach. I can't. I won't. Quinn. She's more important.
I went back to the task I was supposed to do, burying myself with the sorrow I feel for myself, for Quinn, and for Santana.
SANTANA'S POV
"Even though you won't admit it, I know you still love her. I'm not sure about love but you like her. Don't you?" I heard Kurt ask me. I was spacing out in the other topics he was discussing but when he shifted the conversation to Brittany, he suddenly gotten my attention. I invited Kurt for dinner and a drinking session after the lashing I gave him and he knew this is the way I show my apology so he didn't decline. He's such a good guy but right now he isn't being one. He knows I hate talking about my feelings but here he is, telling me the things that I know more than anyone else.
"I don't know what you're talking about." I said coldly as I took a swig of beer. I prepared myself for the upcoming lecture since Kurt isn't a person who would drop things easily. "Oh please Santana, you've been acting like a jealous bitch the whole week because of her!"
"Yes I am bitch but I am definitely NOT jealous!" I defended myself from the sticky situation I was in. I saw Kurt roll his eyes impatiently. There's more to come.
"Oh yes you are! I saw you. I was there inside your office when you decided to spy on Brittany and Sam after you bitched out on them a couple of days ago!" It was my turn to roll my eyes. "I didn't spy on them okay? I just made sure they went back to work. They are not there to make small talk!" I was surprised at the excuse that I thought about. If Kurt didn't know me to well, he would've bought that but alas, he didn't.
"Your excuses are pathetic. Let me tell you something okay. If you like her, go after her!" Kurt firmly said. He's so persuasive about the matter which he didn't meddle with a few days ago. What's his motive?
"Why are you getting so worked up about this?" I asked him a bit annoyed and curious. He leaned in as if he's going to tell me some top secret information, which I assumed it was when I heard it. "I've never seen Sam acting that way before. We were childhood friends, we went to the same high school and college together but never did I see like that."
"Like what?" I scrunched my face up in confusion.
"Sam likes Brittany." Kurt said straight forwardly. He took a sip of his wine and leaned back on the chair looking on how I would react. Aware of this, I tried my best to hide my feelings but it didn't succeed. But of course, I kept wiggling my way out of the situation. "So what if he likes Brittany? I don't care." I said as coldly as I can.
Kurt cocked one of his eyebrows. "You don't care huh? Well, Sam just told me earlier that he's going to ask Brittany on a date."
"When?"
"I don't know." Kurt shrugged. He decided to move on to another topic again which I drowned out with my thoughts. Sam can like Brittany but Brittany can't like Sam. She can't. I sure as hell won't allow it.
You know what to do :) Thanks!
val-cb Thank you!
iamirreplazzable sorry for the long wait! well, you are kinda right with that speculation XDD
FeelingGrey don't worry, Quinn will find her someone soon.. :)
kml2355 aww.. really? that's so sweet! i know the feeling tho.. i hope i won't disappoint you! ^^
j hahaha.. thanks! don't try to rush me! lol u know i'm busy hahaha XDDDD
Rioux Kurt and Sam are good people right? LOLXD
Karina here you go! ^_^
