I eventually did fall asleep, though it had taken me many hours to get over the closeness of me and San's bodies.

When I did, I thought she would be angry, but she wasn't.

In fact, she wasn't even there.

I reached over with my eyes closed, groping at the empty blankets, desperate to touch her. But my hands found nothing.

My eyes snapped open and I ripped off the covers so fast it was unreal. Standing up, I turned towards the sofa, needing some kind of sign to where she had gone. And why. Though I thought I already knew.

Then, I saw it. A small piece of paper laying on her pillow – with my name hastily scribbled on the front.

I reached for it in desperation, opening it as if expecting an essay.

But there was only six meagre words waiting for me in Santana's handwriting.

Mom letting me come home. Sorry. x

I closed it, feeling tears forming in my eyes, but I blinked them back.

She probably hadn't wanted to go home. She needed her mom, that was all. Anyone would in the situation she was in.

I crumpled up the paper and tossed it in the trash, walking through to the kitchen to get breakfast.

'Brittany!' said Leah, bounding towards me. 'Where's Santana? Still sleeping?'

'No,' I said sadly. 'She's gone home, Leah.'

'Oh,' the child looked disappointed. 'But she was the only one who would ever play with me.'

'She'll be back sometimes, don't worry,' I reassured myself as much as her. 'I'm sure of it.'

'Right, sure,' she said sceptically. 'I hope so.'

'Me too,' I said, trying to smile, but it was more like a grimace. 'Me too.'

My mom entered the kitchen, getting ready for work.

'Brittany, will you and Santana babysit Leah for me tonight? I have an important meeting that's likely to run overtime.'

'I'll babysit her, yeah,' I said. 'Santana's gone.'

My mom looked sympathetic, but was clearly in a rush so I didn't push the matter anymore.

'Leah's going to a friend's so you can leave the house until she's home, okay?'

'Sure, sure,' I said, thinking of Puck and his meeting with Jamie. 'I might meet up with a bunch of people from glee club.'

Mom nodded, waved, and left.

'Can I go now, please,' Leah pleaded. 'My friend's house is on the next street.'

'Ugh, just go,' I said. Usually I would walk her there, but she was growing up, and frankly I was not in the mood. 'Don't be back too late, that's all.'

She left happily, and I walked up to my room to get changed, noticing all of Santana's belongings still splayed around the room messily.

I sighed and began picking them all up, putting them in a pile in the corner. My room looked strangely bare with no random tops of Santana's lying on the floor.

I didn't like it.

My phone buzzed and I walked over, realising I had 1 new message from Puck.

Meeting up with a Jamie later. You're coming, right? Is Santana?

I felt a surge of anxiousness as I realised I would be meeting Santana's girlfriend today. And Santana wouldn't even be there.

It felt a little wrong.

But I texted back, anyway.

Santana can't come, spending time with her family. Where are we meeting?

He texted back seconds later, telling me the details of when and where we were to meet. I hurriedly threw on some clothes and checked my reflection. I looked fine, if not a little tired and worn out.

I left the house, deciding it would be fastest to walk as the cafe where we were meeting wasn't very far away. It was a very warm day so I didn't bother with a jumper.

It didn't take me long to reach the cafe – it was another of the Glee Club's meeting spots so I had no trouble in finding it.

Before entering, I looked through the window to see who had already arrived. I could see a Mohawk, the light shining off Artie's glasses, Rachel and Quinn sitting together... But no Jamie, yet.

I soon realised that I didn't even know what she looked like, which made me more nervous about this meeting.

Maybe I should back out now? I thought anxiously. What if Santana's told her about me? And everything that's happened between us?

No, I had to be brave. I had made a promise, and I also had to show Jamie who was the better person.

I'll show her, I thought, bracing myself and entering.

Puck, Artie, Rachel and Quinn were playing cards, seemingly. They all smiled and greeted me, and I sat down between Rachel and Quinn.

I couldn't help but feel I'd intruded on something going on under the table, but I pushed the thought from my mind.

'So,' I said, smiling. 'When's Jamie getting here?'

'Should be here any minute now,' Puck shrugged, shuffling the cards.

'I think she sounds horrible,' said Rachel.

Puck frowned at her.

'Rach, you've only ever heard her name.'

'Um, yeah, but still. I don't know what the big fuss is.'

'The fuss is, she's hot,' Puck grinned and high fived Artie.

Quinn rolled her eyes at the pair of them, and continued texting under the desk.

I peeped at who the text was sending to, and frowned – Rachel.

'Why are you texting Rachel, Quinn? She's right here.'

'Oh, am I...' said Quinn distractedly. 'I mean, oops, wrong number. Sorry Rachrach.'

The other's stared at her, bemused.

'Rachrach?' Puck said, raising his eyebrows. 'Really, Quinn?'

She turned a little red and looked at her knees. I turned to find Rachel doing the same thing.

Suddenly, the door burst open.

And in walked a girl who was unmistakably, Jamie.

She was a sight to see, definitely. Amazing, curly blonde hair, but dark, guarded eyes. She was tall – not as tall as me, maybe, but still tall.

All of us seemed to have forgotten how to breathe as we watched her. I saw Puck's jaw drop as she walked forward and flashed him a gorgeous, white smile, and put out her hand.

'Hi,' she said, grinning at his expression. 'I'm Jamie. You're Puck right?'

He stared at her, closed his mouth, opened it again, closed it, and nodded slowly.

'S-Sit down,' he said, flustered.

I stared at him. I never thought I'd see the day when Puck was getting flustered. Like, ever.

She sat down and looked at all of us, her eyes lingering on me.

'You're Brittany, aren't you,' she said, her eyes a little cold.

'Yeah, I am,' I said strongly.

'How do you know Brittany?' asked Puck.

She ignored him.

'Well, are we going to order drinks or what?' she said, smiling at us all.

She walked up to the bar and we stared, amazed, as she reappeared minutes later carrying beers for us all.

Puck just looked impressed, which irritated me a little.

But I suppose it would all turn out good in the end.

The rest of the afternoon went on, and I tried to avoid being alone with Jamie, as I knew it couldn't end well. I would probably hit her, and I decided not to let that happen.

'Right,' said Puck, 'I'm off to the bathroom.'

'Oh, me too,' I said awkwardly.

'But you went, like, five minutes ago...'

'Um, yeah sorry... Forgot.'

I sat back down beside Jamie as Puck left. Quinn and Rachel had moved to a different table and I could see them playing footsie very unslyly under the table.

The silence fell between Jamie and I, but I did nothing to try and break it.

Silence was better than shouting.

I'd learned that from Santana.

'So...' said Jamie, but I didn't turn to her. 'You know Santana pretty well, don't you.'

I looked at her out of the corner of my eye and frowned.

'Listen, I'm doing you guys a favour by not telling people about you.'

'I don't want to keep it a secret, Brittany. Santana is still afraid.'

'Maybe it's because she's with the wrong person,' I said out loud, then bit my lip.

She sighed deeply.

'I know Santana loved you,' she said, watching me. I frowned.

'Loved? No,' I corrected her. 'Santana loves me. I don't know in what way, or how that's possible. But I know her better than you ever will. And I can see the love in her eyes.'

She raised her eyebrows.

'So why isn't she with you right now, then, Brittany?'

I looked at her then, hating everything about her. But more hating the fact, that everything she was saying was true.

'I dunno,' I admitted. 'Because she doesn't want to hurt anymore. Because she's afraid. Of committing herself. I don't know.'

'Either way, it doesn't matter. I'm happy to continue keeping our relationship secret – you always pushed her to be honest with people. That's why you lost.'

'I tried to help her accept herself,' I frowned.

'She wasn't ready to accept herself, but you kept pushing. And now, it's too late.'

I stood up. I couldn't take this, I couldn't be here.

Especially when I could hear the truth in her words. A truth that stung.

I grabbed my bag and was halfway to the door when Puck reappeared from the bathroom.

'Brittany, where are you going?'

'Home,' I said shortly, turning.

'Don't do that,' he said, but I ignored him. He didn't understand.

As soon as I was on the road back home, I pulled out my phone. I needed to see Santana. It was an addiction that I had no control over.

She would make me feel better, even if she was the cause of the trouble.

I dialled her number and listened to it ringing before she picked up.

'Brittany,' she said, and I could sense a smile playing on her lips.

'San, I just, uhm. Wanted to check that everything's okay with your mom.'

'Yeah, B, it's fine,' she said, sounding surprised. 'Mom's being a little short with me but I think she's come to the realisation that I can't change who I am.'

'That's great,' I said, smiling.

'Yeah,' she agreed. 'Listen, B... You've been great, helping me out through all this. I'm sorry I left this morning, I was so shocked that I just had to go see my mom. '

'It's okay,' I said honestly. 'You would do the same for me.'

'Right,' she said. 'So, I was wondering.. Do you want to stay over at mine tonight? I already asked my mom, and she says it's cool. Just as a thank you, you know?'

My heart sped up slightly.

'Um, yeah,' I said breathlessly. 'I mean, I'll ask my mom when I'm home and then it'll all be good.'

'Okay, so text me with what she says.'

'Sure,' I said. 'Bye, San.'

I hung up and tried not to start dancing as I continued walking.

One more night spent with her.

That was enough for me.

A/N: Sorry for how long this took to come out! I've been super busy this week. But it's almost summer and then I'll be updating more. Hope you enjoyed, leave a review please? Next chapter's going to be interesting...