Part 3

Santana's POV

"I can't believe you slept with Quinn," she said, breaking the silence that was surrounding us.

"Like I said before, Brittany, it was a mistake. I regret it."

"How many?" she asked.

"How many what?"

"How many times?"

I swallowed hard, knowing she wasn't going to like the answer to that question. "Twice."

The sound she made was enough to let me know how disgusted she was.

"That makes me sick, you know."

I dropped my gaze to the floor.

"Like I literally want to throw up right now."

"I'm sorry," I said.

Her eyes found mine. "Is that how being with Sam makes you feel?" she asked.

"Yes," I stated, simply.

She nodded her head showing she understood, yet, I felt as if more needed to be said.

"I lied to you that day in the choir room."

"A-a-about what?" she asked worriedly.

"I didn't have an attraction to that girl in the library. She wasn't even good looking. She was like a troll hiding out in a shady-ass swamp under a Virginia Wolfe Bridge. She was all a part of my plan."

"What plan?"

"My plan to set you free. I didn't want to hurt you anymore. I didn't want you to feel like I left you behind."

"You did leave me behind, though. I mean you never called, you barely responded to my text messages. I felt so alone, Santana."

"I know. It's just that things got so hectic in Louisville. I hated it there. Yet, I didn't want to let you or my parents down. So, I tried making it seem like I was busy all the time."

"You never were, though. Were you?"

"No, not really."

"So, you used the library girl as an excuse to break up with me?"

"Yes."

"That hurts, Santana."

"Yeah, well, it didn't take you long enough to seek shelter in Sam."

I dropped her hand and stood from my place on the stairs.

"You can't use that against me, Santana. I told you when you came back for the play that I was still single. I basically put myself out there for you. I wanted you to see how badly I needed you. You blew me off, though. It didn't matter."

"Of course it mattered, Brittany," I yelled. "For fucks sake, I would have taken you back in a heartbeat, but I knew we would have just ended up having the same problems. I didn't want that."

She stood from her spot. "Well, that was when I decided to start dating Sam because you made it perfectly clear that I could date whomever I wanted, boy or girl."

I bit my lip. "I know."

"So, what happened? What made you change your mind?"

I swallowed away the tears that were threatening to spill all over again. "I couldn't handle hearing that you were with him. It broke my heart into a million pieces. I thought I'd lost you forever. You were supposed to always be mine."

"Yeah, but that was before you let me go. You couldn't have expected me to just sit and wallow in misery."

"I think a part of me hoped you would do just that."

"Wow," she said, crossing her arms. "Glad you think so highly of me."

"Brittany…"

"For your information…the only reason I started going out with Sam was to make you jealous. I'd say it worked wonders, wouldn't you? What I never expected, however, was to start liking Sam."

" I think jealous is an understatement. I wanted to kill him."

"I know."

I ran my hands through my hair. "I don't like that you're with him. There, I said it."

"Well, I don't like that you had sex with Quinn. So, I guess we are even."

"Yeah," I said running my hands through my hair.

I needed to ask her one important question. I was so scared of what the answer may be, but I knew that I wouldn't be able to rest until I found out.

"Do you still love me, Britt?"

She walked closer to me, tilting my chin up so that our eyes were in direct contact with each other. "I never once stopped."

It was everything I ever wanted to hear and more. Yet, I wasn't fast to rejoice. "Even now?" I asked.

"Santana, you are my world. Yes, you may make mistakes and use bad judgment at times, but none of those things matter when you're in love with someone."

I smiled, probably the biggest smile I had in months. "You're in love with me?"

"Yeah, I am," she said.

I wanted to kiss her right then and there. I didn't, though. We were finally talking about things. I didn't want to ruin it. The physicality of things could wait. We needed to be on the same page emotionally, first.

"I'm in love with you, too, Britt."

She smiled that beautiful Brittany smile and things finally started to feel like they were getting back to how they should be.