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Santana jiggled her keys around as she walked up the Pierce family's front steps. Eventually she found the key she was looking for and slipped it into the door, while straightening her schoolbag on her back. She couldn't really work out why the house was locked and their cars were gone, usually Sharon and James didn't would've been home an hour ago.
Santana opened the door and walked into the quiet and dimly lit house.
'T-man?' She called through the house and placed her bag down by the door. 'Tubbs where are you?'
Santana looked around for the obese feline but was only met with more silence. That's weird. Maybe he was in the kitchen?
Santana walked into the kitchen, flicking on lights as she went, until she spotted a nicely written note sitting on the kitchen bench. She walked closer and saw it was addressed to her. A small smile graced her lips at the thought.
Dear Santana,
James and I are off to New York for a few weeks, sorry for not calling but we will explain everything when we get home my dear.
There is a lasagne in the fridge so help yourself. I'm as upset as you probably are that we don't get our weekly gossip session for a few weeks but when I get back I can assure you I have lots to talk about!
Make yourself at home sweetheart, I know you will:)
Love Sharon and James xx
Ps we have Lord Tubbington.
Santana's smile widened. Even though she was a little disappointed she didn't get to tell Sharon what she had come over here to say, she was happy that Brittany's parents could go on a little vacation and enjoy themselves, they deserved it.
Santana left the note where she found it and without telling her body where to go next she instantly found herself heading up to Brittany's room. It was always the next step. Santana would walk into the Pierce's house every Wednesday after school, drop her bag at the door, say hello to james in the living room and then head to the kitchen where Sharon would be preparing a yummy snack, they would eat and gossip, talk about all the things Santana couldn't bring herself to discuss with anyone else, and then she would head up to Brittany's room. Sharon always left her to go up by herself and she never came up to check on her. It was nice to have a place she knew she wouldn't be disturbed. She could do or say whatever she wanted and only Brittany would be able to witness it.
When Santana reached Brittany's room and took in that instantly calming scent she breathed a deep sigh of relief. She loved Wednesday's, because they meant she got to have a little bit of Brittany back.
Santana kept up with her usual ritual and picked up the Cheerio's jacket hanging over Brittany's desk chair and slipped it on. It was like getting a big warm hug from the blonde herself. It smelled like Brittany and just the thought alone that she had worn this jumper everyday for almost two years was enough to make her feel like all of Brittany was surrounding her when she put it on.
As she walked over to the bed Santana brought the collar of the jacket to her nose and inhaled the sweet strawberry scent of her best friend. Yep, still smelled like her. Sometimes she got worried that if she smelled her clothes too much then eventually the smell would disappear or weaken but that thankfully was never the case.
Once she reached the neatly made bed Santana kicked off her shoes and eased her body onto the comfy covers. She adjusted herself carefully until she was facing Brittany's side of the bed, it was still perfectly made, just as it was the last day she had made her bed. Santana sighed and traced her fingertips along the patterns of Brittany's blanket. This was her favourite part of the week, being encompassed by everything Brittany, it was her time to let down those walls for a moment.
'Hey Britt.' She breathed quietly. Even though she knew Sharon and James weren't home it was still out of habit to whisper whenever she tried talking to Brittany. She found that Brittany used to always hear her better when she was speaking quietly anyway, like everything she said was only for her, so she would listen harder.
'I've got some news. I was kind of hoping to tell your mom today because I know how proud she would be, but I guess they've finally gone on that vacation they've always wanted.' Santana chuckled a little.
'Anyway the news is…' she took a deep breath, and then rolled her eyes at herself. Why was she so damn nervous? She didn't even know if Brittany could hear her!
'I'm back on the Cheerio's.' She breathed. 'And I'm re-joining glee club tomorrow.'
Santana waited in the silence while a small smile spread across her face. Nothing ever felt real until she told Brittany. The first few times she had tried speaking to the blonde aloud she had waited for minutes, expecting some form of sign or response that Brittany was listening and watching over her, but of course nothing came. So this time she knew not to expect a reply, and instead let her head bury into Brittany's fluffy pink pillow, and let her mind drift off to now one of her favourite places to visit…
'San come onnnn, stop being such a slow poke.' Little Brittany pouted as she tugged on the Latina's arm to walk faster. Santana giggled at the forceful blonde.
'Sorry Britt-Britt but it's kind of hard to pay attention when these keep landing on me.' She gestured with a chuckle to the tiny yellow butterflies which were repeatedly landing all over her face only to fly away again a second later. They felt so warm every time they touched her skin.
'They're just giving you kisses San.' Brittany smiled before tugging her arm again. 'Now hurry up.'
Santana caught a butterfly on the tip of her index finger and she watched it flutter its wings before flying away again. This place was so magical. She could never have imagined anything greater, even the grass twinkled with fairy dust. She was about to reach down and touch it when she felt another pull.
'You're extra pushy today Britt.' She giggled before looping her pinky back in with the blondes.
'We're soooo close now San, you can't give up!' Little Brittany's face lit up with motivation when she looked down to that clock she was still holding on to. Santana had long given up on trying to sneak a peek at it.
Santana looked in front of her and frowned. It still looked exactly the same. She knew they were moving but they never appeared to actually be getting anywhere. This road must go on forever. She also knew she should be feeling tired or strained but she had never felt so energised, she could walk with Brittany for years, just talking, holding hands, and watching the magic unfold in front of her eyes.
'Are you sure this is the way to New York Britt?' Santana asked. She didn't really care for the answer, she just wanted to hear her voice again.
'Yes! Now please hurry Sannn.' Brittany whined.
'Fineee.' Santana mocked Brittany's whining with a giggle. 'How far away are we?'
She wasn't expecting an answer, she had asked that question a million times and the little blonde always shooed her away. This time however, Brittany stopped and held the clock out in plain view for Santana to see. The clock was different. No longer were the numbers randomly running across the screen like lost mice, now it had slowed.
28:00:56
Blink
27:59:44
Blink
27:59:30
'You've got twenty eight hours San. Now hurry, I'm waiting.'
Santana was woken when she felt a light chill run up her spine. She opened her eyes to see that the room was considerably darker. Santana sighed, rubbed her eyes, and gently lifted herself from the bed. She better get home before her mom starts to worry, she'd probably already missed dinner. Crap. She would pay for that when she got home.
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'Ok guys let's give it up for our recently re-joined memberrrr….Santana Lopez!' Mr Schuester broadcasted to the choir room as Santana took centre stage.
Santana straightened out her freshly dry cleaned cheerio's uniform and took in an unsteady breath. She was nervous. It felt like the first time she had sung in front of everyone, the first time she had admitted her love to Brittany while singing 'Arms'.
She wished Brittany was still sitting in one of those red chairs in front of her so she could look into those blue eyes and forget about the other eyes on her. She could see Quinn and Rachel in the front row nodding and smiling at her in encouragement but she closed her eyes instead because it wasn't the happy face she wanted staring back at her. When she closed her eyes, she saw Brittany.
'I always needed time on my own
I never thought I'd need you there when I cry'
Santana kept her eyes closed and watched as Brittany sat alone in the red chair directly in front of her, just where she sat last time she sang to her like this.
'And the days feel like years when I'm alone
And the bed where you lie is made up on your side'
She refused to open her eyes. This song was only for Brittany.
'When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now'
She felt the tears slowly drifting down her cheeks, not bothering to wipe them away.
'When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you
I've never felt this way before
Everything that I do reminds me of you'
Santana shut her eyes tighter and smiled when Brittany winked at her from her chair. Santana pulled her Cheerio's jacket closer to her chest. She had managed to swap her's for Brittany's without coach noticing, even if it was slightly bigger on her.
'And the clothes you left, they lie on the floor
And they smell just like you, I love the things that you do
When you walk away I count the steps that you take
Do you see how much I need you right now?'
She took a steady step forward in hopes to get closer to the smiling blonde. She reached out her hand as she sang the next line but Brittany just continued to sit and smile happily at her voice filling the choir room.
'When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you'
She stepped even closer and suddenly a hand was in hers. She gasped a little at the touch. It felt different but who cares Brittany was touching her!
Santana clasped the hand tightly in hers.
'We were made for each other
Out here forever
I know we were, yeah
All I ever wanted was for you to know
Everything I'd do, I'd give my heart and soul
I can hardly breathe I need to feel you here with me, yeah'
She squeezed Brittany's hand tightly and she smiled when she got a squeeze in return. The tears were drying on her cheeks now and she no longer felt nervous.
'When you're gone
The pieces of my heart are missing you
When you're gone
The face I came to know is missing too
When you're gone
The words I need to hear to always get me through the day and make it ok
I miss you'
Once Santana finished the song she finally found the courage to open her eyes. She was shocked to see that Brittany wasn't staring back at her, instead there was a room full of people standing out of their chairs and clapping with proud smiles on their faces. Santana's cheeks flushed when Rachel stood up in front of her and she realised it was her hand she was holding. She quickly let go of the hand and was about to scowl at the girl for even thinking about touching her, but then she thought of Brittany, and her message to be nicer to the people who loved her. Santana breathed an annoyed sigh before pulling Rachel in for a very quick hug.
'Thank you.' She stated quietly before releasing the stunned girl and returning her attention back to the class. Rachel sat back down in shock next to a teary Kurt. Santana rolled her eyes, of course he would cry during that performance.
She was shocked to see everyone was still hooting and clapping her on. Was she really that good?
'Alright! What a way to start off the day, right guys?' Mr Shuester laughed as he hopped up to join Santana. 'It's good to have you back Santana.' He smiled genuinely.
Santana looked around at all the smiling faces staring back at her and she felt her heart swell for a moment, that was until she remembered there was one face missing, and her heart sank.
'Good to be back.' She mumbled quietly with a half-hearted smile.
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When Santana got home that night she was on a mission. She knew tonight her father was finally dragging his lame excuse of a man's body home, and he was due to arrive any minute. She had weeks to plot how she was going to destroy her father but none of her plans had more dramatic effect then to be waiting for him in his office, the place where she was never allowed to set foot in as a kid. Her mother was out doing shopping for tonight's dinner so she had free rein to yell or maybe even slap him if the moment arose without anyone holding her back. Just the thought of him with another woman was making her blood boil.
Santana sat tensed in her father's black leather desk chair. She pulled out his writing pad he would never let her draw pictures on as a kid and with a smirk on her face, she began drawing the first thing that popped into her head, a duck.
She almost jumped from her seat when she heard the front door slam. Show time.
Santana quickly sat up straight, before cursing her natural reaction to her father's presence and instead decided to slouch into his chair and rest her feet on his desk. He'll hate that. She left her drawing in plain view too, just to add fuel to the fire.
Sure enough within two minutes of walking in the door her father began to make his way towards his office, and a second later, the door was opening.
The room was always dimly lit because of its dark maroon walls but it appeared darker tonight for some reason, the only source of light beaming from the lamp Santana had switched on which was perched on his desk.
'Santana?' Her father asked when he finally took notice of the other figure in the room. Santana smirked and waited for the onslaught of verbal abuse to come her way. But it never did.
Her father dropped his suitcase at the door and walked with slumped shoulders over to the seat opposite his desk, he sat down without his usual grace and pulled off his glasses to run his hands over his tired face. He looked fucking exhausted. Guess all that cheating does that to an old man. Bastard. 'Santana, how have you been?'
'Is it not enough that you have made it your mission to destroy my life but now you have taken it upon yourself to destroy your wife's?' Santana blurted with venom. She didn't have time for his nice guy games, she wanted answers.
'What are you talking about Santana?'
'I'm talking about you, and your fucking affair!' She spat. Santana lifted her legs from the desk so she could lean forward across the desk and shout at her father. 'How could you do that to Mama?'
'Santana I don't know where you're getting this fr –'
'Do you think Mom hasn't noticed the thousands that have been steadily draining from your bank account? Or how many so called conferences you have in New York that you refuse to talk about when you get home? you're a fucking joke to this family!'
Her father stood from his chair in warning.
'Santana that's enough, you don't know what you're talking abo –'
Santana stood up too and gripped the desk tightly, challenging her father for once.
'NO! it's about time someone stood up to you! You treat everyone around you like they don't matter! Like their opinion means nothing to you! You're tearing what's left of this family apart and I'm sick of it!' Her skin was on fire. Like she could explode at any moment, and she didn't care.
'Santana I did this for your own good.' Her father reasoned pathetically.
'How is cheating on my mother doing me any fucking good?!' She yelled back. Carlos quickly shook his head.
'No, no I would never cheat on your mother, she's the love of my life!'
Santana scoffed. 'Then stand here right now, and explain why I shouldn't walk through that door and never look back on you. Explain to me why Mama and I shouldn't walk away and forget you ever existed!' She stared at him. She stared right into his soul. Fuck it felt good to finally stand up to him like this. One part of her mind wanted him to fall to pieces and admit every horrible deed he had ever done, but another part, smaller but still there, wanted to believe him. Some part of her wanted their dysfunctional family back…but that was only a small part.
'Come to New York with me Santana.' Her father finally answered. Santana's brow crunched in confusion. What did New York have to do with any of this? Did he want her to come and meet his whore? Because hell to the NO if that was the case!
'Why?' She asked sternly. She wasn't going to give up without a fight.
'Because even if I told you I'm not sure you would believe it. I can show you the truth.' He pleaded with sorrowful eyes. 'Please if you have ever trusted me on anything, trust me on this. You won't regret coming.'
Here they were, father and daughter, standing tense and alert opposite each other with only a wooden desk separating them, but yet it felt like a hell of a lot more. Santana stared into her father's eyes for any sign that this was a trick, that he was just buying his time until he could work out a more believable plan, that he was just torturing her again. But she found nothing but pain and exhaustion.
'Last chance.' She warned.
'I know.' He nodded sadly. Santana couldn't remember the last time her father had ever pleaded with her. It made her feel slightly sick to see him look so broken, even if all she wanted was for him to suffer.
'fine.' She stated firmly before storming past him. 'But we're leaving tonight, and we're bringing Mama.'
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Santana was pretty sure this was the most awkward car ride she had ever had to endure. The silence was killing her. Her parents sat in the front seat as her father drove and she luckily got to hide away in the backseat, but fuck, it was tense. No one had talked since they left and she didn't think anyone would talk until they arrived in New York.
She breathed a sigh of relief when her mother reached over and turned on the radio. Thank fuck for that. Now the silence was cut from the car she could think about other things.
Santana flipped out her iphone from her front pocket and pressed the middle button to light up the screen, checking for any messages from Quinn since they were supposed to hang tomorrow. There were no messages but that didn't matter because the photo set as her lock screen was distracting enough.
She smiled when a photo of Brittany and her dressed in their cute Disney outfits was displayed on the screen. She had set it ages ago but it still made her smile every time she saw it. Brittany was asleep on her and she looked peaceful as ever. Santana rested against the car window and looked over the photo, memorising the small smile on the blondes face that she had even while she slept. That was a good night…
'Bye guys thanks so much for coming!' Brittany shouted as the remainder of her friends left to go home. Santana just leant against the doorframe and watched Brittany as she waved excitedly out the door.
'Did you have fun tonight?' Santana found herself asking. Brittany finally closed the door and rested her back against it, turning her smiling face to the Latina.
'This was the best night of my life. I can't believe you did all this for me.' Brittany bumped herself away from the door and took Santana's face in her hands. 'You're amazing.' She swooped in and brought their lips together in a deep kiss.
'Mmm no you're amazing.' Santana said as they pulled away for air. 'are you sleepy? You've had a big day.' Brittany just shook her head.
'No, no i want to spend every moment of tonight with you. I don't want to sleep.' Santana smiled and nodded her head.
'Ok, well can i have another dance then?' she smiled as Brittany replied by pulling her back to the dance floor where the music was still playing at a lower volume. Brittany instantly tugged her into a slow dance.
There's a calm surrender to the rush of day
When the heat of a rolling world can be turned away
An enchanted moment, and it sees me through
It's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you
Brittany held onto Santana's waist and swayed her hips to the song, all the while not letting her gaze drop from warm chocolate orbs.
And can you feel the love tonight
It is where we are
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
That we got this far
And can you feel the love tonight
How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best
Santana felt Brittany leave the embrace suddenly and felt her brow furrow until she saw the cheeky grin on Brittany's face.
'Where are you going?' she asked with a lop sided grin. Brittany just giggled in return and continued to walk slowly away from Santana until she reached the card board cut outs, which were placed around the edges of the dance floor.
'Close your eyes' the blonde demanded with a smile and Santana did exactly as she was told. She couldn't fight her own grin at how adorable her girlfriend was. 'Open'
Santana opened her eyes slowly to see Brittany standing like a statue in the space which was occupied by the card board cut out of Alice. Santana was laughing inside but tried to stay serious and play along with this adorable game.
'Where did you go Britt?' she could see the blonde trying desperately to keep her poker face on. Santana carefully made her way over to the cut outs, glazing her eyes around the room like she was still searching.
There's a time for everyone if they only learn
That the twisting kaleidoscope moves us all in turn
There's a rhyme and reason to the wild outdoors
When the heart of this star-crossed voyager beats in time with yours
Santana crossed between Cinderella and Snow white. She crept to the back row and passed along side Sleeping beauty and Belle. She peeped around the side of Ariel until she could see Brittany still keeping her perfect position. Santana shook her head at the blondes endurance.
She slowly began to move closer until she was just inches behind her. Santana stood directly behind Brittany and let her breath ghost across her pale skin. She could see goosebumps emerge on her neck and she smiled to herself. She sidestepped quickly until she was just infront of the still blonde and staring into her sparkling blue eyes which no cut out could ever capture.
She stepped closer until she could feel Brittany's breath against her lips. She smirked as she saw Brittany's eyes flicker down to her lips for a split second before she gained control again. Santana leant in closer at a deathly slow pace before her lips gently grazed Brittany's. She felt Brittany smile into the kiss before she pulled away.
'How did you know it was me?' she asked with a pout. Santana just chuckled.
'Because silly, among all these crusty card board cut outs there was this beautiful goddess in a blue and white dress posing beside them, you outshone them all babe.'
Brittany blushed considerably and brought Santana in for another long kiss.
And can you feel the love tonight
It is where we are
It's enough for this wide-eyed wanderer
That we got this far
And can you feel the love tonight
How it's laid to rest
It's enough to make kings and vagabonds
Believe the very best
They broke from the kiss as the song died down. Brittany was still blushing when they parted.
'I'll never get sick of that.' Santana said in a daze.
'What?' Brittany asked
'Seeing you blush.' Santana admitted. If it was possible Brittany blushed further. Santana chuckled and took her girlfriends hand, leading her over to the couch. Santana laid down on the couch and gestured for Brittany to lay down on top of her. Brittany gladly took up the offer and wasted no time snuggling into Santana and resting her head on the girl's beating chest.
'San?' Brittany asked after a moment.
'Hmmm?'
'Where are my parents?'
Santana let out a chuckle which vibrated through her chest. 'Don't worry they were in on the whole thing, they're having a little romantic getaway to your aunties house tonight. They should be home tomorrow afternoon sometime.' She felt Brittany smile against her skin.
'Good.' Brittany sighed sleepily.
'Go to sleep babe.' Santana said quickly, sensing the blonde's state.
'Can you just talk to me until i go to sleep?'
Santana stroked the top of Brittany's head. 'of course.' Brittany sighed into her chest.
'I missed you like crazy today, i wanted to spend every second of your birthday with you but i couldn't, i'm sorry, i hope this kind of made up for it.' She felt Brittany nod again. She figured she was too tired to talk so she should just keep talking.
'Anyway so i met with some apparently highly respected doctors today, i didn't really understand most of the crap they were yapping on about but by the look of my dad's face when the meetings were over, it wasn't very good. It was weird though when i told my Dad that i was going home early to see you he didn't even put up a fight.' Sensing that she was perhaps dampening the mood, Santana tried to change the subject. She let her eyes follow towards the characters at the far wall.
'You know i have to resist the urge to go punch that Belle statue in the face, i'm pretty sure Berry ruined Beauty and the Beast for me with that outfit she forced our eyes to witness tonight.' Santana looked down when she noticed Brittany hadn't laughed. She was met with closed eyes and steady breaths. Smiling, Santana carefully took out her phone from within her bra and held her free arm up to snap a picture of the two of them. She brought it back slowly, careful not to wake the blonde, and smiled at the adorable product. She didn't think anyone could be so perfect. Santana closed her eyes contently, wondering perhaps if in this moment, she was the luckiest person alive.
'Santana?'
Santana opened her eyes slowly. Shit had she fallen asleep again? Her father leaned over the console to shake her shoulder gently.
'Santana, we're here.'
She looked groggily out the window to find they were in a large parking lot next to a massive building.
'New York Presbyterian Hospital.' She read from the side of the building. Santana pulled back from the window with a furrowed brow. What were they doing at the hospital?
I know I promised she would find out about Britt this chapter and I'm sorry! But I didn't realise how much I wanted to fit into this one, so this just means that next chapter will be filled with Santana's reaction to finding out:)
Also feel free to tell me if you want a scene between Santana and someone in next chapter. Obviously everyone will want one between her and Britt, but I mean others like Sharon or her dad? Quinn? Let me know because I don't have a plan set out for the next chapter yet:/
Songs were:
Avril Lavigne – When you're gone
Elton John – Can you feel the love tonight
Also last chapter I forgot to mention the song was 'I'm with you' by Avril Lavigne.
Please review:) xx