Since the first time they had sex in the locker room, it had been six weeks.
Both had been really careful not to let something like that happen again because they really did want to try and be friends. At least first friends, and maybe if that worked they would try and be more. But Brittany knew that it was inevitable. They really had that attraction and the time at home showed that.
She missed having sex with Santana but she also knew that if she wanted to do something, she needed to be open about her feelings.
She felt way more for Santana than she had thought in the beginning and after the sex in her bedroom three weeks ago, her feelings had only been growing.
Even though it didn't seem much, Santana had been changing. Brittany watched it happen and let it go as long as she could because she didn't want Santana to pull back again.
Because most of the time when Santana saw Brittany, like now, she would come over and hug her tightly, not showing any sign of wanting to let go.
"I missed you." Santana wrapped her arms around Brittany's neck and held her tightly.
Brittany smiled and took a deep breath. "I missed you too."
Santana linked their pinkies and Brittany followed her when she gently pulled her along.
"Did you hear about the rumors?" Santana asked, catching Brittany off guard.
"What rumors?" Brittany stopped Santana in her tracks and slowly turned her around.
"That Quinn is pregnant..."
Brittany frowned and shook her head.
"No...I don't listen to rumors. If I want to know something I ask the person."
She looked at me and stared before she nodded her head. She looked like someone had just reprimanded her and Brittany realized that she was that someone.
"You're right."
"So...did you ask her?"
"No...but I'm going to. You know I'm not just going on rumors though right?" she said. "I see those little changes...I work really closely with her in cheer practice. She's gained weight and she's just...different."
Brittany looked at Santana and sighed. "Well...that could mean a lot of things so before you decide that you know, just ask her."
"Yea," she said. She looked up with a smile and Brittany returned it.
There were moments like these where it felt like she was going to lose Santana because she said something stupid something, but then she surprised her and smiled at her or hugged her and thanked her. Brittany had never realized how much she loved it when Santana touched her. How much she loved it when Santana came to her for advice and for a random conversation about a rumor. Santana knew that Brittany didn't like rumors and that she would say the same thing over and over. But she still came to her just to strike up a conversation and it felt so good.
"You know, I'm super glad we're hanging out again," she said. "It makes it so much easier to just do this." She pulled Santana back and wrapped her arms around her again. Unlike before, Brittany hugged Santana tightly and felt like she never wanted to let go. It made everything so much better when she felt sad or even when she felt really good.
"I'm super glad too, Britt-Britt," Santana muttered.
"So you say Quinn gained weight?" Brittany asked. Santana nodded her head and Brittany took a deep breath. And then decided to let it slide. She didn't want to insult Santana, but she felt like Santana was projecting onto Quinn. Santana had gained some weight too, it seemed. But it felt so good that she didn't want to say anything about it.
"Why?"
"Oh...just wondering."
Santana leaned back a little. "Really?" she asked, frowning.
"Gaining weight doesn't have to mean pregnancy," Brittany said.
"That's true," Santana said. She looked confused and Brittany smiled.
"I was just trying to think of some other reason she might be...gaining weight."
"Oh okay."
Santana hugged her one last time before she waved and went to her next class. Brittany on the other hand, had her mind running in circles.
Santana had more classes without Brittany today than any other day in the week so whenever she got the chance she searched for Brittany and hugged her quickly before moving on to the next class. It was something that she had started doing a couple of weeks back and she still enjoyed it. Brittany seemed to enjoy it too because every time Santana came into the blonde's view, she already opened her arms.
Santana heard all the rumors about them. There were even a couple of rumors going around that she was pregnant. People had asked her if she was going to keep it, how she was going to raise it. She was getting tired of it but she didn't want to bother Brittany with it. So she just hugged the girl tightly and she kept her head high when Brittany wasn't around.
"What's up with you?" Quinn asked her.
Santana looked up and shrugged. When Quinn sat down, Santana leaned back in her chair.
"I'm so sick of those fucked up rumors."
"Me too...but what's going around that has you looking like someone kicked your puppy?"
"I don't have a puppy...don't even like dogs. But you know the rumors are always going around. Now...we are both pregnant," Santana said.
When Quinn's face paled, Santana felt something low in her stomach. As if she was sinking. "What?"
"Quinn?"
"Shut up Santana!" Quinn swallowed visibly and Santana leaned forward to block the view from Quinn.
"Are you serious?"
"Not. Now. Please?" Quinn pleaded with Santana. Santana simply nodded her head and held out her hand for Quinn to take.
Quinn didn't take long to grab it tightly and hold it through class, and Santana hoped that she could be a good friend for her while she went through something so hard as having a baby in high school.
Brittany hated rumors but after Santana had talked about the rumors about Quinn, she needed to listen more carefully and see if there were some rumors about Santana.
And there were enough of them, about Santana and her together.
"I heard that Santana fucked Brittany."
"Really?"
"Couple of weeks back. But fuck, that slut is pregnant...did you hear that?"
"Christ, another teenage pregnancy...fuckers like her give teenagers a bad reputation. Her and that Quinn."
The rumors about Quinn worried her too because at the end of the day, even though she wasn't really friends with Quinn, she kind of liked the girl. It made it hard to listen to the rumors about her being either pregnant or just fat, and she wanted to say something about those people who dared to talk behind people's backs.
But she didn't. She made it through the day without saying anything because she didn't need any attention pulled toward her and she didn't feel like making even more problems for Quinn. Because she knew if she did say something she would only make the rumors worse.
"Britt-Britt!"
She turned around when she heard Santana's voice and she smiled when she saw her making her way toward her.
"Hey San."
"Hey...so do you think I could come over later? I'm going to hang out with Quinn a little...she kind of needs her friends now."
"Oh, sure. What's up?" Brittany asked.
Santana looked down at her feet. "Well, you know those rumors about Quinn I told you about? They're true."
"Oh...wow," Brittany said. "I...what is she going to do?"
"I don't know yet but I'm going to make sure that I'm there for her no matter what. I mean, I know she wouldn't simply do anything and she'd really think about things. But you know, she just needs someone there to listen to her."
"Yea. I get that..." Brittany hugged Santana tightly. "You're a good friend."
"Thanks Britt..." she took a deep breath and stepped back. "I'll see you later okay?"
"Okay."
Later was late at night when Brittany had just gotten ready for bed. Santana was in tears again and this time she knew what it was about. Or so she thought.
"I feel so bad for her. She has to decide this thing on her own and she doesn't want anyone to know...you know? And I just wish I could help her and be there for her more than I can be now...I just feel so helpless."
She cried a little longer while Brittany held her tightly.
"You're a good friend baby, you know that right? You have been there for her when she needed it and you are there for her now. There's nothing you can do right now and I know it sucks, but really, all she actually needs is someone there for her no matter what she decides to do. I don't know anything about what is going on but I'm hoping that the guy who made her pregnant steps up and helps her."
"He is...I mean, you know Puck?"
"Yea."
"He's stepping up. He wants to help her in any way he can. She said that he had already given her money but you know that teens can't...it's just never enough."
"As long as you're there...and he's there...and maybe if she tells her parents things will be better right?"
"She doesn't want to tell her parents."
"Oh. That's going to be a lot of hiding." Brittany shook her head and held Santana closer to her. She liked holding Santana but she felt so bad for her. She wished that she knew something to say that would make her feel better. But there just wasn't anything that she could say because a pregnancy was hard enough.
"Yea."
Santana sounded tired and Brittany closed her eyes.
"San? What about the rumors about you?" she asked. She hadn't dared to ask it before at school but now, with the privacy of her room, she needed to know if there was truth in those rumors.
"What about them?" Santana asked, trying to be casual but actually tensing.
"I heard...rumors about you being pregnant...are you?"
You'll tell me what you want right?