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Chapter 26
Rachel Berry had abosolutly no idea what the fuck Santana was shouting about. Half of it was in spanish and it being almost 4 in the morning, she honestly didn't care and secretly prayed that whoever it was on the phone... Well she hoped that they had life insurance. Because shit was about to get serious, judging on how loud the shouting had grown.
"Are you fucking kidding me right now? You are seriously not calling me about this!" Santana shreiked into the phone. "And you had the balls to call our fucking house phone!" Rachel had given up on trying to fall back asleep, she had to admit. The way Santana was shouting, she was just maybe... possibly... just a little curious as to who was on the phone."I swear to god Fabray, when I get my hands on your stupid blonde drunk ass. I am going to phyically wring the alcohol from your body."Her voice had reached it lowest tone before she angerly slammed the phone down.
"Everything okay?" Rachel asked, her voice still filled with sleep. Her wife stared back at her.
"Perfect Rach. Not only was I comfortable just a few minutes ago, but I recivied a lovely phone call from our dear friend." Santana replied to her in a forced cheery way. The shorter brunette half-snorted.
"Well, what's the latest drama now?" She said, as she slid the blanket back open for her wife. Who scooted in behind her and resumed her spot. Pressed right up against Rachel's back, arms wrapped tightly around her.
"Same old stupid drunken shit." She mumbled into Rachel's hair.
"Was Brittany not there to stop her?" She asked, snuggling closer to her wife. Santana instantly stiffened. "San.. What exactly did Quinn say?"Santana grumbled before leaning over Rachel.
"She told me that I should have never left her for you. Which is complete bullshit, because you and I both know that she was the one that left me." Her anger was starting to get to her again. Rachel could sense it.
"Baby, calm down. We've had this conversation before." She rotatated around in Santana's arms. "Brittany knew that you two were not meant to be together." She moved some of Santana's hair out of her eyes. "And we both know that she was right."
Santana just pulled her closer, staring deeply into Rachel's eyes.
"B was always the genius. She always told me that blonde wasn't my thing." The sleep was seeping back into her voice. "It's like she always knew I was ment for you." She yawned the rest of the sentence before closing her eye's.
"She was right." Rachel whispered. "I'll have to thank her one day." And with that, she followed her wife into dreamland.