Side Effects
Chapter 14
A/N: Special thank you to Juliles for making me write this! Also special thank you to Sam for being my Beta once again!
Brittany walks into her first period class, and sees Santana already sitting at her desk. The blonde had been running late this morning, and didn't get to catch Santana at her locker; like she had been doing the past couple of days, so that they could walk to first period together. She makes her way down the aisle and smiles down at Santana when the brunette looks up; their eyes met.
Santana automatically turns around in her seat, smiling back at the blonde, who was getting her things situated. "Morning." Santana greets, cheerfully, propping her head up on her hand, resting her elbow on Brittany's desk.
"Morning." Brittany breaths out, once she places her bag on the ground, and finishes pulling out everything she would need for the class that day. "Oh, so I asked my mom last night if you could come and help me study." Brittany says, making the brunette raise an eyebrow, waiting on the answer. "She said you could," Brittany starts, making a smile begin to grow on Santana's face, "But that was it. I'm still grounded through the weekend."
The giant smile that had made it's way onto Santana's face quickly disappeared, and she let out a sigh, "I won't get to see you for two whole days?" She asks with a pout.
Brittany lets out a giggle and taps Santana's pout with her index finger. "I'm sorry." She says, trying to sound sincere, but she couldn't help but let out another giggle at the brunette's adorableness. "I know you'll miss me immensely." She adds with a cocky smile.
"You won't miss me?" Santana asks, still sporting her pout as she folds her arms over her chest like a child.
Brittany looks as if she was thinking about the question for a long moment until Santana swats her arm playfully, "Of course I'll miss you." Brittany finally says with a laugh, causing Santana to once again smile.
"Well, I definitely learned my lesson." Santana says in all seriousness now. "I won't keep you out past curfew ever again." She says, making the blonde smirk, and nod her head in agreement.
"I believe that was her point." Brittany says pointedly.
Santana nods her head and lets out a breath, "Yes well she made her point well. She isn't even my mother, but she's punishing me also." Santana says with another slight pout, causing the blonde to smile sweetly at the girl in front of her. "She probably hates me." Santana adds in a low voice, trying not to let the worry be evident. She was embarrassed to admit she actually cared what Brittany's mother really thought of her. She was Santana fucking Lopez, she didn't care what anyone thought of her; normally.
"She doesn't hate you, Santana." Brittany says softly, tilting her head to the side. She could see Santana was worried and couldn't help but feel swooned, "She isn't angry anymore. She knows what happened was an accident and that things happen, but still she says I have to be punished." The blonde explains, trying her best to put the Latina at ease. "Besides, if she hated you she wouldn't let you come over tonight." She adds, and Santana couldn't help, but feel that was true.
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Susan Pierce walks down the stairs of her house, and is met with the intense smell of something burning. She quickly makes her way into the kitchen being hit with a cloud of smoke, and sees Brittany pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven, and tossing them onto the counter with a huff. "Baby, are you trying to burn the house down?" The older woman asks, walking over to the oven, turning it off.
Brittany throws her oven mitt, and folds her arms tightly over her chest, "No." She says firmly, with a pout. "I was trying to make cookies, but I burnt them." She adds with another huff, making her mother smile at her.
Susan picks up the tray of black cookies, and walks over to the trash can, dumping them in, as Brittany's eyes follow her, and her frown just deepens. "Do we have more cookie dough?" Susan asks her daughter, turning her attention back over to her, as she tries to fan away some of the smoke. She was surprised their smoke alarm hadn't gone off yet. The blonde just simply nods her head, and points over to the uncooked dough on the counter. "I'll make you some cookies." She says, walking to the counter.
Brittany lets out a sigh, and lets her arms fall down to her sides. "I wanted to make them." She says stubbornly. She knew she was acting like a child, but Santana was coming over tonight, and she wanted to make them for her. It didn't mean as much if her mother made them.
"Well you can help me, but I'm not letting you burn my kitchen down." Susan says with a smile, but Brittany found it far from funny. "Come here." The older blonde says, rolling her eyes at her daughters frustrated mood. Brittany stubbornly walks over to her mother; her pout still fully in tact.
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About an hour later, Brittany walks back into the kitchen after changing her clothes, and sits down at the bar. She watches her mother as she places the freshly baked cookies onto a plate, and props her head up on her hand. "You did a good job on these." Her mother commends, looking up from the pan to meet Brittany's blue eyes.
"Thanks." Brittany mumbles with a small smile. A few seconds later the doorbell rings, and Brittany practically flies off the barstool, "I'll get it!" She yells behind her as she runs to the front door, leaving Susan laughing behind her.
Brittany rushes to the front door, almost tripping on the rug in the entry way. She grasps the door handle, and pulls it opened with a wide smile, revealing Santana. The brunette was out of her cheerio's uniform, and in skinny jeans and a v-neck shirt. Brittany thanked whoever created those uniforms, but now she also thanked whoever it was that made this outfit.
"Hi." The blonde breaths out, looking Santana up and down.
The brunette removes the aviators from her face, and hooks them onto the front of her shirt, "Hi." She replies back with the same smile. "Are you going to invite me inside?" Santana asks after a brief staring contest with the blonde.
Brittany's cheeks turn a light shade of pink, and she lets out an embarrassed laugh, "Of course." She replies with a nod. She opens the door wider, and steps out of the way, letting Santana walk into the house. "We can just go up to my room." Brittany says, closing the door behind the Latina. Santana turns back to her and nods her head, letting Brittany walk past her leading the way.
"Brittany!" They hear Susan's voice yell out, making them stop halfway up the stairs. The blonde turns around, and looks down where her mother is standing on the landing with her hands on her hips. "You guys will study in the living room or the kitchen. You're still grounded." She instructs, pointing a finger up at her daughter.
Brittany rolls her eyes, but doesn't protest. She knew there was no point in arguing with her mother, because she'd never back down. Her mother wasn't overly strict, but she didn't give into whatever Brittany wanted. She always stood her ground against her daughter. "Yes, ma'am." Brittany sighs, walking back down the steps; Santana following close behind.
"It's nice to see you again Mrs. Pierce." Santana says softly. She was beyond nervous, and both women could tell.
Susan smiles warmly at the girl in response, "Call me Susan, Santana. And it's nice to see you again also." She replies sweetly, easing away some of Santana's nerves. It was obvious the women didn't absolutely hate her, but that didn't mean Santana was any less nervous. This was her girlfriend's (soon to be girlfriend's) mother, and she wanted her to like her. Santana wasn't used to trying to impress parents. She could easily impress girls, but teenage girls, and their mothers were impressed by totally different things.
Brittany grabs Santana's hand, and pulls her into the kitchen quickly. She makes her way over to the counter as Santana places her bag down on the kitchen table, "I'm sorry about that. I didn't think it'd be a big deal to go up to my room." Brittany apologizes.
Santana smiles warmly at the blonde, and walks over to her, placing her hands on her hips, "It's fine." She whispers, shaking her head, emphasizing her point.
"I just wanted some alone time with you; some privacy." Brittany responds with a small pout. She felt she had been doing that a lot today, but things just didn't seem to be going her way.
Santana can't help but feel completely swooned by the blonde and her childlike behavior. To anyone else she'd want to punch them, but all she wanted to do right now was jump Brittany in a completely different way. She licks her bottom lip as her eyes avert down to Brittany's pouty lips. Not even hesitating, the brunette dives in, pressing her lips against Brittany's, who kisses her back with just as much hunger.
A few minutes later, Brittany pulls back and rests her forehead against Santana's, "I made you some cookies," She whispers out, letting her eyes flutter opened. She watches as Santana slowly opens her eyes, and a grin grows on her face, looking deep into Brittany's eyes.
"Cookies sound amazing." She responds, before placing a quick peck on the blonde's lips, and pulling away completely. Brittany beams back at her, and turns towards the cabinet grabbing her plate full of cookies. She turns back to Santana, and offers her one, which Santana takes, happily, "These are amazing." She compliments, with a mouthful.
"Thank you." Brittany beams, as her cheeks turn a light shade of pink once again. "Okay, let's get to studying." The blonde says, in all seriousness, walking over to the kitchen table, where Santana's bag was sitting.
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Santana watches as Brittany scribbles down her work to one of the problems on her notebook, but her eyes begin to travel north from the spiral. She smiles at the way Brittany's eyebrows were scrunched up in concentration and she had her tongue sticking out the corner of her mouth. She had her right hand resting on the back of the chair behind Brittany, and slowly, moves her hand to Brittany's back, rubbing small circles. The girls had been studying now for almost an hour, and Santana was in dyer need of a break.
The blonde looks up from her work, and over at Santana, but the brunette's eyes had once again fallen on Brittany's spiral. Brittany continues to look at her, and Santana's eyes finally move up to meet baby blues, and she smiles innocently. She leans over and kisses Brittany softly on the cheek, before puling back once again, "Finish the problem," She urges, nodding her head down towards the notebook.
Brittany looks at Santana for another couple of seconds, before moving her attention back down to the problem. She feels Santana's fingers tracing an invisible line up and down her spine ever so gently, causing chill bumps to form on her skin. She was having a very had time concentrating on her math problem, when Santana was touching her like this, but she powered through it, and in a couple of minutes, completed the problem she was on, "Did I get it?" She asks, looking back up at Santana.
The Latina leans over, resting her chin on Brittany's shoulder, as she looks over the work. "You got it." She says proudly with a smile, turning to look at Brittany, "I think you deserve a kiss." She states, leaning in to capture the blonde's lips, not even waiting for a response.
Brittany giggles, and pulls back slightly, keeping the close contact, "You should have given me rewards along time ago. I would have aced this whole thing half an hour ago." She says with a small laugh, making Santana grin.
"Well, do the next, and maybe you will get another." She replies, pointing to the next problem in the book.
The blonde simply nods her head, and quickly begins working out the next problem, as Santana watches her, with her chin still on her shoulder. Brittany could feel Santana's breath on her ear, and her hand was still tracing that invisible line on her back, making it ten times harder to concentrate. Finally after deciding it was just much too difficult, Brittany turns her head, and catches Santana's lips in a kiss, causing a surprised gasp to escape the Latina's lips.
"You didn't finish the problem." Santana mumbles against Brittany lips with an amused smile.
"I don't care." The blonde replies, breathlessly, before pulling Santana into another mind blowing kiss. Brittany parts her lips, and allows Santana's tongue to enter her mouth, causing both girls to see fireworks as their tongues meet.
A couple minutes later the girls are still kissing, and hands are groping tightly at every inch of body they could reach. Whimpers and soft moans filled the room, as their kiss intensified with each second that passed on the clock.
It's a loud cough that finally pulls the two teenagers abruptly apart. Santana was on the edge of her chair, almost on Brittany's lap, and almost fell out of her chair, when Brittany quickly pulled away from her. Santana's eyes move over to Brittany's mother who was standing in the doorway, with her hands on her hips, and an eyebrow raised. Santana's heart began beating rapidly against her chest as her eyes darted back and forth between Susan's eyes, trying to rack her brain with ways to get out of this situation.
The older woman finally releases a chuckle, and Santana shakes her head confused. Had she heard correctly, was this woman laughing? It was then that Santana realized her mother hadn't looked pissed at all; she looked amused. Her heart was still racing in her chest, but it was for a completely different reason. She wasn't scared shitless anymore, but terribly embarrassed.
"Mom…" Brittany starts, making Santana look over at the girl, who's eyes were just as wide as Santana's were moments ago.
Susan cuts her off, by shaking her head, "Girls, get to studying." She demands, pointing a finger at the two of them, "The material in the math book, not each other's lips," She ads with a smirk. She walks over to the refrigerator and grabs a bottle of green tea, before walking back out of the room, without another word.
Brittany blinks a few times, as she stares at the doorway her mother had just exited, trying to process what had just gone on. Her mother had walked in on her making out with a girl, and she had never come out to her. Her mother didn't even know she was interested in girls. "Well, she didn't seem angry." Santana says, making the blonde pull her eyes away from the door and look over at Santana, who's lips were still puffy from their make-out session.
"Yeah," Brittany exhales, not knowing what else to say at the moment.
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Brittany walks Santana out to her car later that night. She opens up the drivers side door for the Latina, who can't help but smirk at the action. The blonde lets out a sigh, and rests her forearms on top of the opened door, and peers over at Santana who was standing in between the door and the car. "Thank you for helping me." Brittany says sincerely.
"No problem." Santana replies quickly, "And I'm sorry your mom caught us." She adds, looking down at the ground. Although her mother hadn't seemed angry, she knew this wasn't the way Brittany had wanted to come out to her mother, and she hoped she wasn't angry with her.
The blonde simply shrugs her shoulders, "It's probably better this way. Now she knows and I don't have to worry about finding the right way or moment to tell her." Brittany explains, making Santana just slowly nod her head, not sure if she was convinced everything was okay. "I'll see you at school tomorrow."
"Okay." Santana says, with a nod. She leans over, and places a soft kiss on the blonde's lips, before pulling back slightly. She waits as Brittany's eyes flutter opened, and looks deep into ocean blues, "Night." She whispers, before pulling away completely.
"Night." Brittany replies, standing up from her place, taking a few steps back. She shuts the door once Santana gets inside of her car, and offers the brunette a wave, before she drives down the street.
Brittany follows the red car, until it was completely out of sight. Her eyes then move over to the house across the street where she sees Rachel sitting on the porch, reading a book, although she wasn't reading right now, but watching Brittany. The blonde meets Rachel's eyes, and she smiles softly, waving at the girl across the street. Rachel looks at her a moment before moving her eyes back down to her book, ignoring Brittany completely.
Brittany lets out a groan, but turns around, and walks back inside of her house. She spots her mom on the couch reading a book of her own in the living room. She takes in a deep breath, and walks over to her, sitting down on the couch next to her. Brittany lies her head on her mother's shoulder, and snuggles into her, as she older woman wraps an arm around her without a word.
"Where is daddy?" Brittany asks, after a brief silence. She hadn't seen him, but she heard him get in not too much longer after her mother had walked in on her and Santana. She wondered if her mother had told him what she had seen, and how he had reacted.
"He is already in bed. He has to be up early." She replies, not looking up from her book. Brittany just nods her head against her mother's shoulder, and the two fall into a silence.
Brittany pulled her bottom lip in-between her teeth, as silence began to consume her. She had so many things to tell her mother, and to ask her, but she didn't know where to begin. Although it was obvious her mother wasn't angry, because of the lack of yelling; she wanted to be sure, and she was still nervous to have this conversation. She had been planning on telling her mother, but she had this whole speech worked out for when she told her. Now it was just out there, and she was not prepared for it. "Mom?" She finally asks in a small voice, "You aren't angry are you?" She asks, not even specifying what she meant. She knew her mother would know what she was talking about.
Susan places her bookmark in her book, and closes it, leaning over to set it down on the coffee table. She lets out a breath, and looks down at her daughter, "Of course not honey." She finally says, making the younger blonde let out a sigh of relief.
"Did you tell daddy?" She asks, looking up to meet her mother's big blue eyes, that matched her own.
The older woman nods her head in response, and Brittany's heart begins racing as she awaits an answer, "He isn't angry either." She finally says, as Brittany this time lets out an audible sigh of relief, making her mother smile, "He was shocked though." She adds with a chuckle. "I was too." She admits, "I've had my suspicions about you, but actually seeing it was a little different than just thinking it was a possibility." She explains, and Brittany nods her head in understanding.
"I love you." Brittany says, snuggling even closer up to her mother. Brittany knew that she was lucky. A lot of parents weren't accepting when they found out about their kid being gay, and she was so thankful that her parents accepted her.
"I love you too baby." She replies, placing a kiss on her daughters forehead. "So the other night when you were late. You were on a date?" She asks in a suggestive tone, nudging her daughter.
Brittany's face turns red as well as the tips of her eyes, and she buries her face in her mother's neck, "Yes." She mumbles out, making the older woman chuckle.
"Did you guys…" Her mother trails off, not knowing how she wanted to finish that sentence. There were many different ways she could word it, but all of them were awkward.
Brittany cut her off, before she even had a chance to finish the sentence, shouting, "No!" Bring her hands up over her face in embarrassment. "Mom!" She screeches, making the woman once again laugh out loud at her daughters expense.
"You guys are teenagers, and I know you're going to do that stuff…" She explains, and Brittany swears she had never felt her face hotter than it was right now. She couldn't see her face, but she was pretty sure it was the brightest red it had ever been also. "Look I just want to make sure you are being safe okay?" Her mother finally says in all seriousness. She knew this was a mortifying topic for Brittany, but she was just being a responsible parent. "Hey, at least you can't get pregnant." She jokes, once again nudging the blonde, who still had her face hidden in complete humiliation.
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Brittany walks up to her locker the next morning and is confused when she doesn't see Santana. The brunette was always either waiting by her locker or standing at her own locker only a few feet away from Brittany's. Brittany assumes she was just running late this morning, and brushes it off, turning to open up her locker. When she does so a note falls out, and onto the floor, making her eyebrows scrunch up in confusion. She bends down and picks up the piece of paper, opening it up.
Britt Britt,
Go into the auditorium before first period.
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Brittany folds the piece of paper back up, and looks around the hallway, before placing the note back into her locker; a giant grin on her face. She grabs her books, and quickly stuffs them into her bag, before shutting the locker, and heading for the auditorium.
She opens the big black door, and the sound of a band playing quickly fills her ears. She looks up at the stage, and sees the band from glee club on stage playing music, and spots Santana, standing in the middle of the stage with a big smile on her face.
Brittany smiles back, and immediately starts running for the stage, being careful not to trip on the way down. She climbs the stairs, and makes her way over to the Latina, stopping abruptly once she reaches her, smiling somewhat shyly at her, "Hi." She says softly, looking into brown orbs, she always got lost in.
"Hi." Santana returns, with confidence. She pulls her left hand out from behind her back, revealing a long stemmed red rose, offering to the blonde.
Brittany's smile widens, if that was at all possible, and she takes the flower, bringing it up to her nose, sniffing of it, "Thank you." She says sincerely, looking back up from the flower, to meet Santana's eyes once again. This time the brunette's eyes weren't as confident as before; she seemed nervous.
Santana clears her throat, and reaches out taking Brittany's free hand in her own, squeezing it reassuringly, as the blonde was giving her a confused stare. She knew Brittany was wondering what all this was for, but she was soon going to find out, if Santana didn't chicken out. "Brittany…" She begins, her voice cracking with an unusual about of sell consciousness. "I-I've never felt for anyone, the way I feel for you." She says, as the blonde beams at her. "I've always dated multiple girls, and never thought twice about doing it or about committing to just one, but ever since I met you, you were the only one that I wanted to be with." She says, as tears begin welling up in Brittany's eyes. "You alone are more than enough to make me happy, so I wanted to ask you if you would be my girlfriend, and not as a secret. so what do you say?" She asks, with a nervous smile. Her heart was beating loudly in her chest, and she was more than positive Brittany could hear it over the music in the background.
Not being able to vocally respond, Brittany just grabs Santana by her cheerio's uniform, pulling her into a passionate kiss.
"So is that a yes?" Santana asks, after a minute, pulling away from Brittany.
The blonde rolls her eyes, not letting go of the Latina's uniform, "Yes, dummy." She replies with a smile, pulling Santana back into her.
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The girls walk back into the hallway, hand in hand as they make their way to class. They walk past Quinn who was staring daggers at both of them, but Santana seemed to be the only one to notice the other blonde's presence and piercing stare, burning a hole into each of their heads.
"Hey babe, go ahead and go inside, I just need to get something out of my locker." Santana says, as they stop outside their classroom. Brittany just nods her head, and Santana leans in placing a kiss on her lips, before watching the blonde retreat into the classroom. Santana then turns her gaze over to Quinn who was staring at her with her arms folded tightly over her chest. The brunette's gaze hardens, and she walks over to the blonde, "What?" She asks, venomously.
"That is who you are dating?" Quinn asks, as if she was completely disgusted by the idea of the two of them together; which she was.
Santana rolls her eyes, and crosses her arms over her chest, eyeing the girl challengingly, "Yes." She spits out, glaring at the blonde cheerio, "Problem?" She asks, raising an eyebrow, daring her teammate to say something about Brittany.
"I thought you didn't want to be out because of your mom?" Quinn asks, taking the subject off of Brittany. The blonde had seen the two of them kiss openly, and hold hands, and this confused Quinn. She had known Santana for years, and never has the brunette been open about her sexuality, and never has Santana wanted to openly date a girl. Quinn had always tried to get her to come out, but she had never wanted to. She needed to know what made this girl so damn special.
The brunette sighs deeply, and pinches the bridge of her nose with her pointer and index finger. She could easily lie to Quinn, to spare her feelings, but Santana honestly didn't want to do that. She wanted Quinn off her back, and the only way to do that was to hurt her, "That was a lie." Santana admits, making the blonde look at her confused, "I was cheating on you Quinn, and I didn't want to come out because I didn't want any of you finding out I was dating more than one of you." She explains, making the blonde's eyes widen, and then narrow. Santana watches as Quinn's face turns from shock to pure rage. She knew she'd have that reaction, and she didn't want to stay for it. So before the blonde could get a word out, Santana brushed past her, and walked into her classroom, sitting in front of her girlfriend.
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