Hey guys and gals. Sorry it has been a while. I currently still do not have a computer and I have been working a lot of hours recently so i haven't had the time. Sorry about that! But here is another chapter. So remember, read, enjoy, review.
Chapter 44
Santana waited by her phone. Any minute now she was hoping her girlfriend would call or text her. It had been a few days since Rachel had moved to New York and she promised the Latina she would let her know she was safe. But yet here she sat. Her eye's glued to her phone and not a single message. Of course she could try to call Rachel but honestly, Santana didn't roll that way. So instead, she settled for going through her old photos.
Its funny how most of them were of her and Brittany or of the infamous Unholy Trinity. Up until last year that is. Brittany being Brittany, knew Santana was unhappy with their relationship and how she looked at a certain brunette. And that was when Britt and Q both decided to help Santana get her girl. So they coached her in how to talk to Rachel Berry and not be a complete bitch. And by god it had worked.
The first few days, Rachel was confused by Santana's sudden change towards her. It wasn't much but enough for the right person to notice. And notice Rachel did. There were fewer glares in the hallways. Less "get out of my way midget" and hardly anything against her trying to take over the Glee club. But it was when Santana had actually stopped a planned slushie attack against her, that Rachel had to find out what was going on.
So there she was. Sitting at the top of the bleachers, watching the Cheerios finish up their practice. It was amazing how anyone could survive these things. Especially at the hands of one Coach Sue. A whistle blew, bringing Rachel back to her senses. Almost everyone had gone back inside, everyone besides three girls. The Unholy Trinity. And they were marching right towards her. Well, I wouldn't say marching. More like Brittany was skipping and waving her hands in the air, Quinn was smiling and Santana had an odd twinkle in her eyes. Rachel was kind of surprised to say the least.
"Decide to finally get some fresh air?" Quinn spoke, taking a seat next to Rachel. They had become closer over the summer. Since Rachel told Finn to take a hike. Brittany took a seat in front of her, while Santana stood off to the side.
"Yes, something like that." Rachel replied, eyes flickering over to Santana. "I haven't felt inspired recently and figured being outside might clear my mind." Quinn nodded at her statement.
"That's because the sun brightens everything. It's like... super happy all the time. It's always smiling." Brittany added, looking up at the sun and waving as if they were the best of friends.
"B. What have I told you about looking directly into the sun?" Santana finally spoke up, sending the taller blonde a look. Brittany just smiled at her. "Anyways, Berry. The reason we came over here." She said with a snap of her fingers. "We've been talking and we wanted to see how you would handle hanging with us." Santana said with a smirk. The kind Rachel always found cocky yet oh so cute at the same time.
"Excuse me?" Rachel was defiantly shocked now. All she could do was stare at the three of them. Santana stared right back, lost in those beautiful brown eyes. Sensing her friend about to make a fool of herself. Quinn quickly spoke up.
"We wanted to see if you were free this afternoon. Every weekend my mother goes out and I get the house to myself." Quinn offered up, watching the shock wear off.
"I will have to call my dad's but I'm sure they won't mind. Especially since they already love you." Rachel smiled, looking for her phone. Distracted for the moment, Santana sent Quinn a "wtf?" look. Quinn just shrugged back at her.
"What is this about her dad's loving the shit out of you?" Santana shot out, putting her uniform away and grabbing her duffle bag. Quinn just gave her a look before shutting her locker.
"Rachel and I became friends after she broke up with Finn."
"Finally." Santana cut her off. Quinn just glared at her.
"Anyways, she saw me one day at the Lima Bean and thanked me. She thanked me for showing her how immature Finn was when he went back after me last year."
Santana chuckled. "He really is thick sometimes. So you guys became best buds over that?" They walked towards the changing room doors. Quinn reached them first.
"Yeah, pretty much. I mean, I laid down some rules at first. None of her crazy antics after certain hours. Stuff like that." She smirked at Santana's face. "I'm serious San. It actually mellowed her out. She's not that... crazy in your face Rachel anymore."
They walked through the double doors and out into the parking lot. Spotting a slightly nervous Rachel chatting away with Brittany.
"And I know that she likes you." Quinn added with a wink before walking off to her car and joining the other girls in their conversation. Santana stared after her. Choosing to ignore her friend and watching Rachel closely. She did have to admit. Quinn was right.
Normally Rachel would have questioned them to death about the details for the night. Instead she was calm. Standing in a relaxed way and laughing. Laughing and enjoying herself with the very people that had once broke her down.
"San? Is the sidewalk eating your shoes again?" Brittany asked, looking concerned.
Santana just chuckled. And started into a jog. "No worries Britt. I have my special shoes on today." She winked at the blonde. "Now who's ready for a weekend free of rules?!" Santana hollered, opening the back seat door and sliding inside. "Come on Rach... Enjoy your life." A tan hand poked out and pulled her into the car.
Rachel was in awe of Quinn's house. She only had ever seen it from the outside but being inside was truly amazing. It was filled with light colors and cool, crisp patterns that really made the oak floors shine.
"This way Rachel. Or the house will swallow you." Brittany grabbed the girls hand and pulled her down the hallway. Quinn peaked around the corner and shook her head.
"The house doesn't eat people Brittany. You just keep forgetting to take your night mask off." Quinn smiled softly. Brittany just nodded at her.
"We still need to be safe Quinn." She whispered dramatically, releasing Rachel and skipping over to the couch. Quinn watched after her friend.
"She sure is... Eccentric." Rachel paused on the word, cracking a smile when Quinn laughed.
"She sure is." The blonde replied, walking over to the other side of the couch. Rachel stood her ground by the doorway. Completely unaware that Santana had popped up beside her.
"No one is going to attack you." She spoke lightly, her arms filled with snacks and drinks.
Rachel nearly jumped out of her skin. Hand clutching her chest, she hid her flushing face from the other girl when she spoke. "I know. It just doesn't feel real. Standing here and hanging out with you three." She glanced up.
Santana offered her a smile, struggling with the items in her arms. "Yeah, well here's the real shocker. I'm the one that came up with the idea." She walked away and placed the snacks on the table.
"No way!" Rachel squeaked out. Her mouth hanging open. "You've kissed a girl?" She was staring at Quinn, the pretzels in her hands now crushed to dust. Britt and San were sitting between the two girls. Their faces locked in identical grins.
"Well, yes. Being friends with these two. One of them was bound to do it. It just happened to be Brittany." Quinn blushed slightly before adding. "And then Santana wanted to give it a try."
Rachel looked between the three girls. Her mind dumbfounded. Quinn had kissed a girl? No! Two girls. Her best friends. And yet... The only thing that was bothering her was the fact that Santana had kissed Quinn and not her. She didn't know why that thought bothered her. But it did and it was starting to show on her face. Thankfully, Brittany, the genius she is. Caught on... well some what.
"Do you want me to kiss you Rachel? I always wondered what berry you tasted like." Brittany smiled at her.
Santana started coughing wildly. Her eyes nearly popping out of her head as she reached for her drink. Brittany just kept her eyes on Rachel, while Quinn was trying not to laugh.
"Um.. No. That's alright Brittany. I mean, I'm sure you are a fantastic kisser but.." Rachel stopped her sentence, looking down at her hands.
"Oh.. Alright. Well maybe Santana wants to try." Brittany spoke up, beaming at her friend, who was now blushing deeply behind her cup.
"Okay! Maybe we should all just go to bed. It is getting late." Quinn intervened, standing up from the table and shutting the tv off. She turned around to the other girls. "Britt. San. You know what to do. Rachel, there is an extra bedroom at the end of the hallway and to the left. See you all in the morning." She smiled at her friends and walked out of the living room and up the stairs.
Brittany took one last glance between the two brunettes before getting to her own feet. "Goodnight. And remember to check for bed bugs. I found a nasty one last weekend." She waved, walking after Quinn.
The silence left hanging between the two girls was deafening and starting to drive Santana crazy. So what did she do? Laid her head down on the table and ignored the other girl. Rachel stared at her for a few minutes before getting to her own feet.
"Well... Goodnight Santana." Rachel spoke softly, lingering in the doorway. When she didn't get a reply, she sighed heavily and headed towards the room that Quinn told her was free.
It was late. Who knew what time but Rachel defiantly knew it was sometime past two when she heard her door open and close. Turning in the bed, she caught sight of Santana standing there, rocking back and forth on her feet.
"Santana?" Her voice was thick with sleep. "What's wrong?" She sat up slowly, her eye's glued to the girl. Santana just kept staring holes in the floor.
"I.. I um. Couldn't sleep." She finally lifted her head, looking at Rachel. She looked beautiful.. Even if she did have slight bedhead going on.
"You want to share the bed?" Rachel whispered, pulling the blankets back. No reply came. Instead, Santana walked over to her and slowly slid under the blanket.
"Thanks." She mumbled, laying on her back. Her body heating up at the closeness between them. She was inches away from touching Rachel. Touching the one woman she had always had hidden feelings for. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and willed her feelings to go away. Kind of hard when Rachel laid back down, brushing their arms together and causing the Latina to jump.
"Oh.. Sorry. Didn't mean to touch you." Rachel scooted over a little, her face flushed and body shaking lightly.
"It's alright Berry." Santana mumbled. "I.. I don't mind." She kept her eyes closed, trying to calm her heart beat. Rachel shifted next to her.
What happened next, surprised both of them. Rachel sat up again, took one look at Santana and leaned down. Kissing her softly on the lips.
"Goodnight Santana. You can repay me in the morning."
Santana was brought back from her memories by a knock on her door. She glanced at her phone. Still nothing from Rachel. Sighing and throwing her phone down. She got up and walked to the door. Pulling it open, she stood in shock at the sight before her.
"Rach?" She shook her head. Not believing her eyes.
"I missed you." Rachel spoke softly, her cheeks pink from the cold weather. "I missed you so much." She jumped onto Santana, wrapping her arms around the taller girl.
Santana immedently picked the girl up and swung them around, closing the door in the process. Kissing Rachel soundly, she released her.
"I.. What are you doing here?" She looked her girlfriend up and down, making sure she was real. Rachel just smiled up at her.
"Well, when I got to New York. I realized that I was missing something. Something important that I should have brought with me." She blushed, looking down. "I want you to come with me Santana. I need you ther-"
She was cut off my Santana's lips covering her own. Her body engulfed with another.
"I thought you would never ask Rachel. When do we leave?"