A/N: What's that? You're feeling discouraged...fine I won't make you wait!
Here you go, second chapter in a row!
Hey B...I told ya that I would use it! :)
Back to Quinn's POV!
Loyalty (Me'Shell Ndegéocello)
It felt like a sick twisted joke.
Amnesia?
How had she conveniently forgotten everything?
And what did that mean for me and San?
It was one thing to break Britt's heart but it was another to break it AND tell her that she had moved on with me.
San sat outside the room with her face buried in her hands.
"I'm so sorry." She kept whispering.
I rubbed her back and every few seconds would drop kisses on her head.
"You didn't do this...I'm not mad at you."
She was still hunched over as she looked at me with bloodshot eyes.
"That doesn't mean that you aren't pissed off about it."
"Just because she doesn't remember you dumping her doesn't mean that it didn't happen."
"Doesn't it?" She said with big tears in her beautiful eyes. "I mean, as far as she is concerned graduation never happened. We were happy back then...sappy and fucking every minute of every day that we could. How am I supposed to tell her?"
I was at a loss because while I wanted to claim what was mine like some barbarian, Britt was really fragile right now and I didn't want to be the asshole that made her cry right now.
"As long as you know and I know that you are still my girlfriend, then I really don't care. When she is well...we can sit her down and explain but right now...let her think what she wants."
I stared down at my scuffed up shoes and tried to process my own words.
Did I just give her permission to be with Britt?
Was I insane?
Or was I just used to shitty things happening to me?
Yep, that must be it.
Once Britt was awake, they moved her to a different room and her family was in and out of the room.
Her parents suddenly got really protective and asked us to leave.
They knew about us and I guess they didn't want it getting out to Britt.
Santana didn't even freak out like they seemed to think that she would, she just nodded glumly and wrapped her arm around my waist.
"This sucks." She said before kissing my shoulder.
I didn't respond.
Not in the elevator, the car or the whole ride back to her parents' house.
Shock had set in.
I don't even remember pulling into the driveway and said a silent prayer of thanks that we had managed to get across town without an accident.
Her hand came down on my leg just as I turned the car off.
"Q?"
I looked over at her and watched as her eyebrows got all wrinkled.
"Hmm?"
"This doesn't change anything. We can go if you want. Let her parents tell her...I can't break up with her again. It was hard enough the first time."
"Yea...you say that now but we both know that it's impossible for you to just leave her like that." I snapped before pushing the car door open.
"Q...please...I need you."
I looked at her again and saw more tears coming down.
I hated this.
"What is it that you need exactly?"
She shrugged as she licked her lips.
"Tell me what to do...how do I fix this?"
"You can't...no matter what you do...someone gets hurt."
I left that thought to marinate as I grabbed my purse and began to walk away from the Lopez house.
"Where are you going?" She called after me.
"I just need time...please?"
"All you had to do..."
I turned to look at her and for a long moment we just stood there, staring but then when I felt the urge to run to her, I turned my back and walked away.
My heart was being ripped from my chest and I needed to shove it back in.
Right now, I needed some quiet...just enough time to figure out how I needed to support her.
This couldn't be easy for her and I needed to try my best to accept it for what it was but first, I needed to reconcile my heart and my head.
That's how I found myself running the track back at McKinley.
And that's how I ended up explaining the whole ordeal to the only person that would listen.
Sam looked at me with those big eyes as he laid topless on the weight bench staring up a me.
"You should go back to Santana and let me deal with Brittany." He said as he sat up and began to wipe down his body.
"Must you...I feel like I should be paying to watch this."
"Some women have...but you get this for free."
I rolled my eyes as he winked at me.
"Britt's not your responsibility...I don't think it's your place to tell her."
He sighed and then looked up at me with sadness in his eyes.
"Actually, I am responsible. She had just broken up with me...right before. I had upset her and she wasn't thinking straight...I owe it to her to be honest with her. Plus...I screwed up with you. Let me make it up to you?"
"You think you can do this and suddenly the pain of losing the baby will just vanish?" I growled, clenching and unclenching my hand.
"NO. That's not what I meant. I just...I shouldn't have been an asshole to you and I feel horrible about it. I know that nothing can take the pain away but at least...I don't know...not let me add to it?"
I rolled my eyes at his aloofness before nodding.
"On one condition." I said as I made my way over to the door.
"What condition?"
"This was your idea...whatever happens after this doesn't come back to me. Got it?"
He smiled and nodded.
"Got it."
When I got back to the house, it was dark.
There was a note from Maribel about leaving town for business and that Mr. Lopez was working a double shift tonight and wouldn't be back until early the next afternoon.
It looked untouched, which meant that Santana hadn't seen it.
My soul felt heavy as I made my way up the stairs.
There was a glow coming from San's room and when I pushed the door open, my jaw dropped.
Flameless candles were on every surface and there she was, knelt on the center of the bed surrounded by white petals in the shape of a heart.
Her eyes met mine and I could see the smirk on her face.
I guess that she had seen the note.
"Fuuuuuuckkkk!" I groaned as her lips worked their way between my legs.
I gripped her hair at the root and tugged gently as she brought me closer to the edge of bliss.
"Yyyyyyeessssssssssssssssss." I hissed as her fingers entered me.
I knew what this was.
She needed to prove the worth of her declarations, to me and to her herself.
And I did not mind.
Later when she was hovering above me with a glistening face and a big smirk, I couldn't help but smile back.
"I love you so much, Q."
"Mmm...I saw." I joked.
I groaned when her knee rubbed against my soaked center.
"What's the proper response to what I just said, Q?"
Her teeth were suddenly nipping at my neck and I surrendered myself to her.
I realized that I would always surrender to her because she was mine and I was hers.
"Oh San...I love you, baby...yes!"
"That feel good, Q?"
"Yes...please...fuck me?"
"Ask and you shall receive, novia."
A/N: An ode to your loyalty and overall awesome-ness! ;)