Sorry for the delay in updating. I had a fun day of picking apples yesterday and just having fun with the girls. Anyways, I present you chapter four! Enjoy! :D
Santana has never slept so comfortably in years, four years to be exact! The warmth and the comforting scent had kept her resting in a peaceful dream. It feels as if someone she loves is holding her close and keeping it that way, making sure Santana feels better.
*TAP* *TAP* *TAP* *TAP* the rain knocked on the glass window. It stirs the Latina awake.
She opens her eyes slowly, blinking constantly to clear her vision. Her head feels as if it was hit with a basketball 10 times. She stares at the ceiling trying to focus her attention and doesn't realize where she is. All ceilings look similar. She rubs her temples with her thumb and forefinger trying to remember last night. "Oh right." She thinks to herself. She closes her eyes and sighs, still unaware of her surroundings. Her eyes abruptly pop open and she yells out, "Shit! I forgot about Quinn!"
"Shhh, San. Go back to sleep…" Brittany groans out as she yawns and rubs tears from her eyes. "You'll wake her up…" She yawns once more.
Santana is frozen lying down. She slowly turns to her left side and comes face to face with the blonde. "Brittany?" She sits up quickly not realizing that she exposed her bare breasts to the blonde drinking in the full view of the Latina's knockers.
Brittany can't help but gawk at how perfect, beautiful, and silky Santana's sun kissed, chocolate breasts are. She gulps rather loudly.
Santana realizes Brittany is staring at her and she covers herself immediately. Although she glows in tan skin, Brittany can see the reddening cheeks from embarrassment of being exposed.
Brittany sits up and smiles playfully poking the brunette on arm. "Oh come on! I've seen you more naked than that, Santana."
Santana only gets redder at the statement the blonde said and the fact that she's looking at her love in only matching rubber duck underwear and bra. "What am I doing here..? Did something happen..?" Then she casts her head and eyes down in embarrassment.
Brittany recalls the events of the night that just passed. "Yeah…" She bites her bottom lip in guilt.
Santana's eyes go wide. "So… We had se-"
"No, not that!" Brittany stands up from the bed and turns away. She didn't understand Santana's question, and she realizes they thought two different things.
Santana brought her head up in relief but it was soon struck down with Brittany's porcelain back, legs and her nice butt.
"Can you guys take this elsewhere?" Quinn groaned out. "I love you guys but I need my beauty sleep." She places the pillow on top of her face and breathes heavily.
Santana turns around abruptly and studies the sleeping beauty hiding underneath a pillow. "What the flying fuck is going on?" She thought. Her eyes are full of question but her facial expression said otherwise.
Brittany laughs and throws Santana the pajamas and jacket she put on Santana as she slept restlessly last night before stripping them off. Then she put on booty shorts and her sweater on. She walk to the door and looks back at Santana. She pointed with her head towards the living room and closes the door.
Santana closes her eyes and breathes air in and out slowly trying to regain control and tranquility before she starts flipping her shit. She hastily puts the jacket and pajamas and shakes Quinn awake. "Quinn! Quinn! Quinn!" Then she yanks off the pillow over her blonde friends' face.
"Ugh, what Santana?" Quinn props herself on her elbows and looks at Santana sleepily.
"What the fuck is going on here?" Her voice is quiet but harsh. "I wake up next to Brittany, almost naked if I might add, and you are here!" She shrugs her shoulders and crosses her arms. "WHAT. IS. GOING. ON."
Quinn closes her eyes and smiles weakly. She drops her head on the bed and says, "Go talk to Brittany, not me. It's your moment Santana."
"I can't! This is all too surreal!" Santana whines. "Quinn!"
Quinn doesn't move but starts breathing heavily. Maybe she is faking it, maybe she's not. Either way Santana has to show courage instead of cowardice.
Santana gets up from the bed and stands in front of the door contemplating how she will face the beautiful Brittany Pierce. "You can do this. This is what you've been wanting." She reaches for the door knob but it suddenly opens. A pang of pain and force hits her face. Everything turns black and she hears Brittany's voice yelling out, "SANTANA!"
"She'll be fine, Britt. It was an accident."
"Quinn, I still so bad… I knocked her out."
Santana could hear Quinn and Brittany talk in her hazing mind. Again, she doesn't remember what has happened. She slowly opens her eyes.
"Santana!" Quinn breathes out and rushes to her. "Are you okay?"
Santana lifts her head up and shakes herself conscious. Her head is throbbing even more.
"San,.." Brittany kneels next to the bed and looks at Santana with concern. "I'm really, really, really sorry." She lightly touches Santana's right eye.
It stings the Latina. "Ouch!" She flinches.
Brittany pulls her hand away and looks down in guilt.
"What the hell happened?" Santana is now grasping her stinging eye.
"Sweety, you are still beautiful, plus you look like a bad ass." Quinn smiles weakly.
Santana gawks for a few seconds before running to Brittany's white vanity. "Oh wow." She sported a very dark purple thick line mark that went from her eyebrow to the top of her cheek bones.
Brittany appeared behind the Latina and held her shoulders. "San, I am very sorry." She turns the girl fast, facing her and she hugs her. She hasn't hugged her in forever. It feels great to hug her. She's sorry. She's really sorry.
"I'm going to make breakfast." Quinn leaves and closes the door behind her.
Brittany sighs and let's go of Santana from disappointment. Santana didn't hug her back. She turned around and looks down on the flower. "I'm really sorry, Santana. I've been horrible to you for the past couple of nights." She fiddles with her fingers as she confesses her faults. "You didn't deserve any of the shit I've put you through."
Santana doesn't say anything in return. She doesn't even hug the blonde back. Not just yet. She just looks and watches at Brittany as she sits down on the bed.
"I'm sorry for leaving you out in the rain and driving away." Her piercing blue eyes meet with Santana's chocolate eyes. "I'm sorry for being rude and embarrassing you in the restaurant. I am sorry that you quit your job because of me." She looks down and closes her eyes as she sighs. "I'm sorry for giving you a black eye."
Brittany feels a hand touch her knees. She looks up and sees Santana kneeling down in front of her. Her face doesn't look with hurt or remorse. Santana looks like an angel with her perfect face and her face looks at peace.
"Brittany, I should be the one sorry and not you." She smiles and boops the blonde's nose. "I have hurt you for years because I have been so afraid." Her smile disappears. "I'll be honest though…" Santana stands up and turns away. "Being legally disowned by my parents, it's probably one of the most painful things in the world."
Brittany stands up in surprise. She didn't know.
"The most painful, horrible and heart wrenching experience I ever lived through and still living through right now…" She sighs heavily and looks at the blonde with hurt and watery eyes. "Is walking away from you..."
Brittany steps forward towards Santana, never breaking eye contact. "Santana… I…" She honestly didn't know what to say.
Santana puts her finger over Brittany's lips. "Let me finish. If I don't say it now, I don't think I ever will." She puts her finger down and holds Brittany's hand, not intertwining their fingers but just holds the pale hands into hers in a friend way. "I have never stopped loving you." Tears starts rolling from her eyes and down her cheeks. "You can say I was selfish and scared to run away. I wasn't. I just knew that if I never accepted myself fully, I would have-" Santana bites her bottom lip and closes her eyes.
Brittany lets go of Santana's hands and wraps her strong and lean arms around the fragile Latina. "Santana, please… Don't ever think like that again." Brittany's starts tearing.
"I never, EVER want to think like that again." Santana wraps her arms on Brittany's slim waist tightly and cries on her neck. "You know that stupid saying; 'you have to love yourself before you love anyone else.' I just needed to love and accept myself."
Brittany rubs the Latina's back in comfort and kisses her forehead. "Santana…" She puts her chin on top of Santana's head. "I forgive you…" She hugs Santana tighter. A smile forms on her face. She feels better Santana is in her arms. She feels better that Santana is honest with her. What her heart couldn't take is that Santana thought about killing herself. "Please, don't ever think like that ever again… I can't live without you…" She confesses.
Santana cries even more. Brittany is always forgiving her. Brittany is always so gentle and loving. She probably isn't the most suited lover for the blonde, but she needs Brittany in her life. Brittany is every thump her heart makes, she's the air she breathes, and it's like she is brought in this world to love Brittany.
Brittany pulls away from the crying girl and smiles at her warmly. "I've been angry at you for leaving me." She sees Santana look away but she cups her chin and lifts her head up so their eyes could meet. "I forgive you because I can never be mad at you. Plus, you are also being honest with me Santana. I respect you for that." They look deeply into each other's eyes. "So, did you find yourself?"
Santana smiles and wipes her tears away with her sleeve. "Yes." She laughs.
Brittany crushes Santana with her arms by hugging her tightly. "Santana, I am so proud of you. Will YOU forgive me?"
"That's not even a problem, Britt." She barely says and she flails her arms because she can't breathe.
"Sorry." Brittany let's go and laughs. "I really miss you." She grins.
"I miss you too, Britt Britt." Santana smiles and looks into the blue eyes.
Brittany's heart thumps. She has always loved Santana's nickname for her. She smiles.
*KNOCK* *KNOCK* *KNOCK* "Guys, it's better to get dinner." Quinn's voice sounds muffled because the door's in the way.
"Wait, why?" Brittany opens the door and cocks her head to the side. "I'm starving."
"It's already 5 PM." She raises her eyebrows, grits her teeth and nods. She shows her phone to them.
"Oh, holy shit. No way!" Santana grabs Quinn's phone and sighs. "You missed your dance class today, Britt." She looks at the blonde and frowns.
"That's okay, I'm not eve paying for them. I just invite myself in." She smiles at first but she cocks her head almost immediately. "Wait, how'd you know I have a dance class today?"
Santana blushes and faces away.
Quinn jumps on both of them putting her arms around their shoulders and laughs. "Take us to dinner and we'll tell you!" Quinn hugs them close to her.
"To Hooters!" Brittany yells out.
Santana looks over Quinn and eyes Brittany with the "Please Don't!" look.
"We're getting your job back, getting dinner and catching up! My treat!" Brittany jumps up.
Santana sighs and smiles. "As long as you're paying."
"Unholy Trinity back in business!" Quinn yells out happily.
I'll make the next one longer. Let me know what you know what you all think!