People have commented and messaged me that the story is a bit rushed, and yes, I am doing it on purpose. Brittana is undeniable love you guys, but don't fret I do have plans for the rushness! This chapter is longer than the others so enjoy!
A few days pass and things have become more normal in Santana's apartment, well now the apartment she shares with Brittany. It's not that bad considering little Santa actually likes her and she gets along with Brittany really well. Why oh why can she get along with the blonde so easily? Santana, Brittany and little Santa always cuddle up in the couch and the bed together, like a family.
"San, I am sleepy and little Santa is asleep already." The blonde yawns and stretches her arms.
Santana feels cold all of a sudden. She misses the warm, pale arm draped around her. "Yeah, we should get some sleep." Santana stands up and looks at her apartment. "I forgot!"
Brittany turns off the TV and snuggles next to her sleeping blondie. "What's the matter, San?"
"I still haven't gotten a Christmas tree for the apartment nor have I put up any light up!" Santana squeezes her temples. "I've neglected Christmas…"
"Don't worry! When you go to work tomorrow, I'll make sure I'll do them! Just tell me where the decorations are and I shall take care of it!" Brittany jumps from her bed excitedly.
Santana recalls the fire incident that occurred few nights ago. "Errr, are you sure..?"
Brittany recognizes Santana's thoughts and counters the questions. "I am Miss Christmas, Santana. Please, trust me!" Brittany pouts. "It's the least I can do, plus I am the Queen of decorating for Christmas. It's a gift!"
"I trust you." Santana smiles. "The keys are right over there." She points to the keys hanging up against the wall. "The green and red key opens up the closet in the balcony where the Christmas decorations are at. I hope I come back in a winter wonderland!"
"Winter wonderland, got it!" Brittany exclaims excitedly. She wants to decorate Santana's place as beautiful as she can as a little thank you.
Brittany and Santana's eyes meet and they hold onto that stare for a moment or two before each smiled at one another. Santana whispers goodnight and turns off the living room lights as Brittany snuggles into little Santa once more.
As Santana closes her bedroom door she hears –DING!- -DONG!-
Santana goes out of her room and looks at Brittany looking at the door. "Who could that be-" It hit her. "Oh shit!"
"I'll answer it, San." Brittany gets up and starts walking towards the front door where the ringing of the doorbell originated from.
Santana sprints right in front of Brittany. "No! No!" She grabs onto Brittany's strong shoulders. "Go take little Santana in my room and sleep there for tonight, please!" She whispers.
Brittany furrows her eyebrows and whispers as well. "San, what's going on?"
"Please, just trust me." Her chocolate eyes are pleading through the dark.
Brittany doesn't say anything and goes to her bed. She grabs the sleeping child and walks inside Santana's room, carefully closing the door behind her.
Santana waits until the door is closed before she yanks the front door open. "Hey Selena!" She looks at her older sister and her baby nervously. "What are you and Joseph doing here this late at night?" She smiles nervously.
Selena passes Santana with a sleeping baby Joseph in her arms. "Duh, visiting you of course!" She puts down her bag in the kitchen counter. "I thought I'd stop by and spend the night here!" She turns on the living room light. Selena has a much lengthier hair than Santana with her hair draped all the way down to her waist in a tight side ponytail. Selena looks like Santana but meaner. Her eyes are mocha colored but they seem more tense and callous. She's an inch or two taller than Santana.
"YOU CAN'T!" Santana immediately yells out loud. "I um,.." Santana struggles for a reason but then quickly thinks of one. "I don't have a spare bed because I am sleeping on the pullout bed!" She shrugs her shoulders.
"What happened to your bed?" Selena raises her eyebrows and looks at Santana, judging her.
"I asked them to repaint my bedroom wall before Christmas." Santana says. "Plus, the chemicals will be horrible for Joseph."
Selena slumps over the counter. "I don't want to go on a forty-five minute trip to Sergio's place!" She looks at her precious baby boy.
"I'm sorry, sis." She isn't even sorry. Santana just wants her sister to go already. "Sergio's place is more safe for Joseph though…"
Selena sighs heavily and eyes Santana. "See you later then." Selena pats Santana's face and walks out the door. Her footsteps can be heard walking out down the hallway.
Santana listens carefully before sighing of relief. She turns to look behind her and Brittany is already standing there.
"Who's she?" Brittany looks at the door. "She looks very pretty, she looks like you too. Your sister?"
"Yeah, she's my older sister. I like Sergio better cause we get along." Santana smiles at the thought of her older brother always defending her when they were kids.
"So, Selena's the oldest and then Sergio and then you?" Brittany asked.
"Yeah, I am the baby of the family!" Santana smiles. She leans in the counter and nudges something behind her. Santana turns around and sees Selena's purse. "Oh shi-"
Selena bursts through the door. "Santanita! I forgot my-" She looks at the startled blonde and next to her, a startled, lying, up to no good sister.
"Hey, Selena!" Santana nervously says. "You forgot your purse." She grabs it behind her and tosses it her sister who's glaring at her.
Selena turns to Brittany with a bitch look and asks. "And you are?" With a sneer most cruel.
"My name is Brittany Peirce and I live down the hallway." Brittany points toward Kevin's apartment. "It's nice to meet you, Selena."
Selena looks at her up and down. "Why are you coming over in pj's? Sleeping over?"
"It's night isn't it?" Brittany asks in return. She is unphased by Santana's sister snarkiness.
"Well, you don't want Joseph to be kept waiting, no?" Santana nervously asks.
"I'll see you then." Selena glares at Santana for a second then turns her head to Brittany with a bitch smile. "Brittany." Selena backs up and turns around to get out of the door. She slams the door a bit as she leaves.
"You sister seems really friendly." Brittany smiles sarcastically. "I can tell she really adores me!"
"It's just weird to her cause I haven't had any friends since I was… eh. Three years old?" Santana shrugs her shoulders and sighs from relief. "She's a big bitch and an instigator for most parts in my life." Santana remembers things about her sister for a second. "I still love her though." She smiles at the blonde.
"I wonder it's like to have siblings." Brittany cocks her head to the side and looks beyond the walls. "I'm an only child and it seems little Santa is taking that route too." She frowns adorably.
Santana goes behind Brittany and starts massaging her shoulders. "Come on, don't be sad! It's not as great as you think it is! You have to compete for attention and you guys fight a lot."
Brittany likes this feeling of Santana massaging her back and the comfort Santana is placing in her heart. "My mom and dad use to always shower me with toys and love, until my dad died when I was a teenager." Brittany looks down and frowns. "It was a hit and run. Then my mom just stopped talking to me and loving me. It's complicated." Brittany looks at Santana behind her and smiles.
Santana couldn't bare the pain of loss if anyone in her family passed away. "I'm sorry to hear that, Britt Britt." She hugs Brittany tightly from behind. "I love you and little Santa." She means it.
Brittany smiles. "We love you more, Santana." She turns around, forcing Santana to let go of her embrace. "Go to sleep with us!"
"I'll just sleep here…" Santana shyly says.
"It's your bed, San!" Brittany pouts. "Pretty please!" She scoops Santana up in her arms.
"Holy crap!" Santana is surprised.
Brittany smiles proudly and locks the front door and turns off the lights while Santana clung onto her neck and is being carried. "Let's go to bed." Brittany happily says.
Santana remains quiet and basking in the sensation she's feeling in her heart and in her legs.
Brittany opens up the bedroom door. "This is going to be weird but little Santana hates sleeping in between people and so do I, so…"
Santana looks at Brittany with the "are you kidding me" look. Thankfully, she loves sleeping in the middle because her parents let her sleep in between them at night. She was their protectors when all the other people picked on her. "Okay."
Brittany places Santana gently in the bed.
Both of them end up facing each other closely; their faces only inches apart and their lips millimeters apart. There's no awkwardness between them but shy feelings. They both turn red.
"Uh, hey." Santana clears her throat. "Can you turn off the lights?" She asks Brittany while she lays in the middle.
"Yeah, sure." Brittany gets up and turns off the lights and goes back to ruffling Santana in bed. "San, what are you doing?"
"Taking off my pj's." She simply says as she takes off her top and pj's. "Don't worry, I have boxers on and a tank top." She finally lays in the middle and smiles at Brittany in the dark.
"Thank you!" Brittany yanks off her pj's as well. "I didn't want to be rude and take them off. You did give it to me! I can't stand the material. I feel like a turtle."
Santana laughs. "Why a turtle?"
"Cause I feel like there's a shell around me. Don't worry, I have my underwear and a shirt on." Brittany lies next to Santana.
The two of them become quiet and awkward for a minute. Being half naked next to each other…
"Well good night." Santana turns around and sees the outline of little Santa snoring quietly and cutely. She turns around to promise Brittany that things will be okay but instead of saying anything, her lips are shut and occupied with Brittany's.
Brittany sees the opportunity to kiss Santana in the dark because 1. She didn't have to see Santana and 2. Santana wouldn't be able to see her red face.
Their lips stay clasp for a few more seconds before Santana takes a breather and a thought. She thinks "WHAT? WHAT? WHAT THE FUCK?" Her breath hitches and her eyes search through the dark to meet Brittany's blue eyes.
"Santana, I am sorry…" Brittany's voice is quiet. She regrets kissing Santana. "I-" She feels the soft lips she was kissing crush her in return.
Santana loves this. She loves kissing Brittany. She loves the feeling while kissing Brittany. Her heart is racing and galloping all over her chest. This feels too perfectly.
Brittany closes her eyes and feels her heart beat. She can't believe she's kissing Santana. Brittany takes her left hand and delicately cups Santana's face to go into a deeper kiss.
Santana eagerly scoots in closer and lifts her head up. She's hovering over Brittany's face.
Brittany flicks her tongue inside Santana's mouth as she moves her hand from Santana's face to her back.
Santana moans out loud. She has never felt that feeling before. She retracts from the kiss and lies back down in the center facing away from Brittany and close to little Santa. What the hell did she just do?
Brittany's breath hitches at hearing Santana moan, that was very sexy. She already misses the close and intimate contact from the kissing Santana but she smiles and looks at the woman facing away from her. She scoots closer and spoons Santana from behind. She brings her arm around Santana's waist and whispers "Goodnight, Santana." The blonde packs a kiss near Santana's eyes before snuggling in close to breath Santana's hair scent.
Santana doesn't say anything and just melts into Brittany's arms.
Funny, they didn't take notice how their hearts were racing at the same pace. The two of them just thought their hearts were beating that loud and hoping the other wouldn't hear their heartbeat. Funny.
Brittany starts shuffling in the bed. Something feels missing. She turns and hugs Santana but all she feels is little Santa snoring right next to her. Brittany frowns and sits up, looking around for Santana. She gets up, looks inside the restroom, and no Santana. Brittany walks out of the room and examines the empty kitchen, living room and office. She returns to the kitchen and notices a piece of lined yellow paper.
"Dear Brittany, I went to work early to finish up my work that I didn't finish, plus I want to go home early and try help out with the Christmas decorations and what not. Sorry for not saying goodbye, you looked too peaceful with little Santa and I couldn't wake you up… You guys are heavy sleepers! I pre-made breakfast so you won't burn the place down so just stick it in the microwave. Please tell me you at least know how to use the microwave? Just kidding! Call me if you need anything. Dinner in or out tonight? 3 always, Santana (:"
Brittany couldn't help but smile and laugh at the note Santana left her. Brittany noticed that Santana has a very nice penmanship. It's very Santana-like.
She can't understand it; she is having a hard time explaining to herself why Santana made her feel this way and so quickly. It's not infatuation because she'd just want to have sex with Santana, not that she wouldn't because she's smoking hot. Santana is super nice, and she's kind. She's probably the kindest person she's met.
Brittany held onto the note and traced her fingers over the letters. It hit her. They kissed last night. Her heart beat like drums in a concert. Kissing someone had never felt so right before. Brittany smiles and places the note over her heart.
-DING!- -DONG!-
The doorbell startles the blonde but she doesn't make a sound. Brittany walks quietly over to the front door. She opens the door carefully and peeks through. Thankfully it isn't Selena, but it's a beautiful, older woman who resembles bits and pieces of Selena and Santana. The woman had a copper-like tanned skin, mocha eyes, long, wavy, raven hair, and a beautiful smile that reminds her of Santana's smile. Brittany gets nervous and her heart stops beating.
"Hi, there… May I help you?" Brittany greets and asks as she opens the door looking at the shorter woman than her.
"Hello there, Brittany." She woman smiles politely. "My name is Seleste Lopez, Santana's mother."
Brittany's chest is pounding. Selena must have said something to her. She keeps her face calm and intact. "It's very nice to meet you, Mrs. Lopez. Please come in."
"Thank you very much." Seleste nods and goes inside Santana's apartment.
Brittany takes a breather and closes the door behind her.
To much of Santana's dismay, she just got out of work and it's already 5:12 PM. She really wanted to come home early and set up their place in a winter wonderland but her work started piling up. She had a full article to write and two columns turned in before Christmas. Santana hasn't been taking any pictures of random things or things she finds interesting either, well except for one picture.
Santana started driving home and looking at places where they can eat for dinner or either she can just make something at home for them. She frowns at the fact that the mother and daughter pair can't go anywhere because 1. Kevin doesn't know that they're still there 2. They don't have a car and 3. They don't really know the Columbus area. She speeds up her car just to get home faster. Santana suddenly thinks about the kissing and the moaning she did last night with Brittany.
-BEEEEEEP!- "Move it lady!"
She hears a rude guy honking at her from behind. Santana drives but she can feel her heart racing faster than her. She's never felt that urge and drive to just pounce on something or in this case, someone. She wanted Brittany. She should be tired but the excitement of her going home to Brittany kept her energized. Santana couldn't sleep at all last night but great thing Brittany and little Santa are heavy sleepers.
Finally, Santana gets to her luxurious apartment and waiting inside is little Santa and her favorite girl in the world; Brittany. She opens the door and greets the inhabitants happily. "Hey Britt Britt-" The sight stops her. Santana sees Brittany smiling at her with an elf costumed little Santana bouncing in her lap in the couch watching Elf, and her mom making her traditional Mexican dinner. "Mama! What are you doing here..?" She asks nervously as she shuts the door behind her.
Seleste frowns at her daughter. "Mija, is that how you greet your mama?" She walks from behind the counter and kisses her daughter in the forehead.
Santana hugs and kisses her mom. She let's go and looks at her mom seriously. "Really Mama, what are you doing here?" Santana looks over at Brittany and little Santa sitting in the couch and walks to them. She carries little Santa and peppers kisses all over her tiny and angelic face. "Look at you with your elf costume!"
Little Santa laughs.
Santana looks around and the house is delicately and festively decorated in red, green, gold, and white ornaments. There were red and white lights hanging from the ceiling and the outlines of the walls. There were green, lively garlands on the tables and counters. There was a Nativity set in the corner of the apartment. There were little figurines of Mrs. Clause, Santa Clause, little elves, all the reindeers and the snowman scattered around. Finally, there was a good sized Christmas tree that was decorated with bright lights and colorful Christmas balls. Santana was amazed at her Christmasfied apartment. She can see and smell Christmas thanks to the tree.
Brittany stands up and hugs Santana. "Welcome home, San."
Santana tightly hugs Brittany and let's go after realizing that her mom is watching her. "Brittany! Our place looks so amazing!" She looks around once more. Santana's lands on her eyes mom and just looks at her curiously.
"You know Selena, Santana." Her mother says disapprovingly. "She's a tattletale and thinks you're up to no good with this sweetheart over here." She smiles looking at Brittany. "I came just to tattletale back." Seleste chides and goes back to the kitchen. "I told Brittany here that she should try Mexican food since she's never had some." She points the knife she's using to chop with towards her daughter. "And you, stop eating dinner in restaurants and ordering delivery! It's so unhealthy, mija!" She scolds her daughter and jokingly rolls her eyes.
"Hey San." Brittany grabs Santana's free hand and sits her down in the couch next to her. "Come here Santa, Santana has worked the whole day!" She gets little Santa and places her on her lap but she ends up sitting in Santana's lap and starts watching the movie.
"Ha, she likes me better than you!" Santana looks at the little baby in her lap and looks at the blue eyes looking at her and holding her hand. "How are you today?" She squeezes the pale hand hoping her mother had not done anything to the fragile girl.
"I woke up and your mom rang the door, we got to know each other, did the decorations, got a tree, and now she's making Mex dinner!" Brittany beams and looks at Seleste. "Thank you again, Mrs. Lopez."
Santana eyes Brittany and her mom. "Thank you for what?"
"The food." Brittany quickly says.
"I knocked on her baby daddy's apartment." Seleste calmly said as she ladled tortilla soup in three deep bowls.
"WHAT?" Santana turns around and looks at her surprisingly.
Seleste keeps on finishing up the bowls by topping some cilantro and grating cheese on the bowl. She then starts putting the puzzle pieces of tacos in plates. "Brittany told me everything that's been going on in her life. You've been a very good girl, Santana. I raised you well." She plates the mini burritos in another plate. "I just needed to take matters in my own hands and set that man straight. This girl doesn't have a mother at the moment and she needed one."
"I just couldn't help but spill everything out. I needed to cry…" Brittany looks down and bites her nails.
Santana squeezes Brittany's hand tugs on it. She whispers. "It's okay Brittany."
"I'm sorry San…" Brittany starts tearing but holds it in.
"No Brittany, don't be sorry!" She starts placing the plates of food on the table.
Brittany abruptly sits up. "Let me help you with that!"
"Sientate por favor mija." Seleste smiles at the blonde.
Santana pulls Brittany back down at the couch. "If you didn't notice she just made you sit there. Once she hits the kitchen, it's hers and no one can go near it."
"The only person that needs to be sorry here is that stupid puta that knocked you up." Seleste grabs glasses for the wine and brings the wine. "You can sit for dinner." She announces.
Brittany and Santana carrying little Santa walk and sit at the table leaving the center sit for Mama Lopez. Brittany tries taking little Santa away from Santana so she can eat but the Latina simply shook her head and embraced the little girl. Brittany sits on the opposite side of them. They sit down and wait patiently for Mama Lopez.
Seleste goes back to the kitchen and grabs the home made churros she finished the last. "He's a puta alright but it wasn't entirely his fault." She places the churros on the table. "You're an adult with a child now Brittany, you will start learning responsibilities like this precious angelita here." Making a funny face as she looks at little Santa. "If that man ever talk, breathes, looks, touches, or thinks about you, let me know and I will come back for him!"
Santana and Brittany laugh whole-heartedly.
"Thanks Mama, you're the best." Santana smiles and looks at her mom lovingly.
"Of course I am! Plus, you finally have a wonderful friend here!" She smiles at Brittany.
"Mama!" Santana turns red and pouts.
"No sad faces at the dinner table! Santana pray." She grabs Brittany and Santana's hands.
Santana grabs Brittany's and closes her eyes. "Dear Lord, we are thankful that you created my amazing Mama so she can make us this wonderful dinner for tonight. Amen." Santana jokes. She lets go of their hands.
"Ay mija! Amen." Mama Lopez laughs.
"Amen." Brittany says. "Thank you for your kindness."
"Thank me when you have eaten my food and felt the love. Eat mija." She smiles at Brittany as she stuffs her plate with Mexican rice, two mini burritos three tacos and places the tortilla soup in front of her. "Eat now, mija!"
Brittany is overwhelmed at the mothering because she's never been used to it in a while. She loves and misses this feeling. She picks up a burrito and bites half of it into her mouth. Her eyes go wide open and gawks. "THAT. IS. DELICIOUS." Brittany finishes the other bite and immediately grabs for a taco. She takes a spoonful of Mexican rice and tops it on the taco.
Santana and Brittany watch the blonde find her newfound love for Mexican food.
"I really like you Brittany." Seleste calmly says and smiles at the girl. "From now on, you shall take the first step of recovery with my food!" She directs her eyes at Santana staring at Brittany lovingly. "Santana, flies will eat the food for you if you just keep on staring at Brittany."
Santana's face turns red and she starts eating the soup first.
Seleste takes little Santa from Santana and sits her on her lap. "You shall have tortilla soup, querida." She takes a half of a spoonful of the soup and blows It before making little Santa taste it.
Little Santa opens her mouth eagerly because she loves the smell. The taste is almost as good as the smell. She opens her mouth requesting more soup.
"Santanita love my cooking!" Mama Lopez says happily.
"I see where Santana gets her good looks and her kind heart from." Brittany comments as she swallows and she looks between Santana and Seleste. "Santana has been nothing but an angel to us."
Santana blushes but keeps her mouth shut and her eyes on her food.
"Santana is a really sweet girl just that when it came to school, people liked to pick on her. When she defended herself people took that the wrong way. They called her Satan or bitch." She holds on her daughters' hand. "She's misunderstood but I am so happy and glad she's in my life."
Santana looks up and smiles at her mom. Her Mama did always make her feel better.
"I am glad that you're in her life now too. You two make a good pair of friends. Or more?" She looks back and forth between Santana and Brittany.
"Mama!" Santana yells out loud.
"I am talking about being best friends! Calmate!" Mama Lopez shrugs her shoulders.
Brittany laughs and looks at Santana. "I'm glad she's my friend too."
Santana get lost in the blue eyes for a second or two and smiles with her teeth showing.
"Keep on eating girls, I have more!" Seleste announces.
"Mama, are you sure you can't stay?" Santana frowns as she looks at her Mama getting inside the car.
"Your Papi will be mad if I don't get home before twelve." Seleste reasons with her daughter. "It's a two hour trip back to Lima and I shall see you and the mother and daughter pair at mass and dinner when it's Christmas Eve."
"Wait, you invited Brittany too?" Santana's attitude fades and a smile is etched across her face.
"Of course! She's part of the family now." Seleste puts her seatbelt on. She closes her door and rolls down the window. "Santana, mija… Can I ask you something?" Mama Lopez carefully asks.
"Mmmm?" Santana is standing in the garage freezing her ass off.
"Do you like Brittany?"
"Of course Mama, I do or I wouldn't let her stay with me."
Seleste shakes her head. "I mean, do you have feelings for Brittany?" She bluntly asks.
Santana recoils and her face changes expression. She can feel herself getting really warm.
"I won't be mad sweety!" Mama Lopez holds her daughters warming up hands. "Love is a beautiful thing and God cannot even judge that. I can't judge that."
"If I say "yes…" Santana barely talks and doesn't look at her mom. "Will you still love me..?" She bites her bottom lip and looks up.
"I can only love you more, Santana." She smiles. "I hope for the best between you two." Sits up from her seat and kisses Santana on the cheek. "I love you and I shall see you soon!"
"I love you too Mama." Santana kisses her mom on the forehead and let's go of her hand. She watches as her mom drives home.
"I cleaned up and put everything in the fridge, San!" Brittany says happily as Santana walks in. She's finishing the dishes she volunteered to do. It is the least bit she can do.
Santana smiles. "Thanks Britt Britt. Is Santana asleep already?"
"She's stuffed like potatoes!" She looks at the snoring baby. "Your mother is amazing."
"She is." Santana walks over to the counter and observes what Brittany is doing.
Brittany just looks at Santana and says "You're amazing."
They both look at one another, not daring to move. They feel their hearts beating, it's like they're calling each other's names.
Santana opens her mouth to say something but Brittany beats her to it.
"I need to tell you something." Brittany finishes the dishes and walks over to where Santana is. "Don't be mad at me but I asked your mom something." She walks slowly as she gets closer to Santana. "You can say deny or accept my offer, it's really up to you." Brittany blushes a bit. "Would you, like to go on a date with me, possible?" She asks in a shaky confident voice. "I really like you and I can't lie to myself." She breathes and takes Santana's hands. "I know you like me too."
Santana blushes and yanks her hands away from Brittany's grasp. She turns around and faces away from the blonde.
Brittany is defeated. Her heart is falling out of her butt. She feels stupid for asking.
"I do like you too but I've been denying it." Santana turns around and looks at Brittany.
Brittany pops her head up and stares at Santana's mocha eyes.
"I'd love to go on a date with you." Santana blushes and smiles as she meets the ocean blue eyes.
How is it everyone? I won't be able to update until a couple of days rather than my two day updates. Sorry! But thoughts on Selena and Mama Lopez? I am actually excited for the next chapter. It will be fun and more people will be popping out! Happy Holidays and Happy New Year!