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Fucking unbelievable.
That's what Santana thinks of everything right now. It's already the morning after her work party and she still can't believe that she spent the night with Brittany. Just mind-blowing, soul-reviving sex.
Well, right now she doesn't prefer for it to be called as such because for the first time probably in her whole life, she did it with feelings. With actual fucking feelings. As she digests the whole thing in her head, there are two things that she has been enlightened with.
One, having sex with someone you have feelings for is possibly the best damn thing in the universe. Seriously. She could do this forever. And as she said before, it ain't exactly "sex" anymore not only because there's feelings involved, but simply for the reason that – and finally – she admitted to herself that she's in love with Brittany. Among all those times Quinn and Puck had told her that having sex with someone you're in love with is different from just plain sex, with Brittany, she finally knows what they mean. And she's happy that she does.
Making love. She never thought she'd ever say this, but it's pretty fucking amazing and life changing.
And the second one, being in love has just completely changed the game for her. Like Buddha kind of enlightenment. Now, as she stares with a dopey grin plastered on her face at a still sleeping and equally naked Brittany covered by the comforter, she wonders why she didn't do this sooner. No, not the sex. Falling in love with her best friend. Being on cloud nine is an understatement. Everything has changed and she's seeing everything in a new light. The fact that she can't leer away from staring at the blonde's beautiful face is amazing on its own. The fact that she doesn't want to get up from bed or that she would voluntarily just stay in bed with the blonde doing nothing all day is one of the best things ever. The fact that she's now in love with her best friend is the best thing that has ever happened to her.
Facts that can't be denied or ignored.
Suddenly, Brittany shifts a little and instead of looking away or doing something else not to seem too obvious, Santana lifts her head and supports it with a hand while chuckling at how cute the blonde is in the morning. A few seconds later, Brittany finally wakes up and the first thing she sees is a grinning Santana above her who's staring back, immediately bring a lazy, sleepy smile to her face.
"Good morning, hottie." Brittany sleepily mumbles.
Santana chuckles as her stomach flutters at the cuteness of one Brittany Pierce. "'Hottie'? What are you, 15?"
Brittany laughs and closes her eyes for a second to gather herself and look back at last night's events. The most amazing night. She had slept with Santana and the thought makes her heart jump a little from excitement and joy. Or from surprise. She's not entirely sure but damn, it feels good! Actually, the way she sees it, it's not merely sex because she had just admitted to herself that she's in love with the brunette and if there's any way to go along with this, everything has changed.
She can't actually think of it as just 'sex' anymore. Never mind that Santana is soo good in bed or the fact that it's probably the best sex she's ever had or that she lost count with many times she had an orgasm. Fuck that. She could go on and on about how last night was probably the best night of her life but nothing could compare to the fact that she and Santana didn't just have sex.
They made love. And that's the only fact that matters.
"How are you?" Brittany whispers through that lazy smile, gaze resting upon Santana's flawless face. Seriously. Who could look this amazing in the morning? You don't even need that 'woke up like this' bullshit because right here, in front of her, is the real deal.
"Tired but fantastic. You?" Santana replies with a similar dopey grin.
"Starving but wonderful." The blonde actually giggles and scoots closer to Santana. "Who knew you were such a good cuddler, San?"
Santana laughs and cozies closer to Brittany as well, leaving no space between them as she rests an arm over the girl's waist. "It's a newfound skill and you seemed to enjoy it very well with the way you slept like someone knocked you out last night."
"Hey, someone did knock me out last night! I didn't expect for you to be such a horndog!"
"A 'horndog'?" Santana echoes with a chuckle. "B, you were the one who kept on asking for more! I mean, I know I'm irresistible but seriously, you didn't even let me rest aside from that little food break we had."
Brittany playfully rolls her eyes and smirks. "Excuse me, are you complaining about having multiple orgasms and generally having the time of your time last night?"
"Not really. I'm just saying that you should take responsibility for your actions and own up to it." Santana teases back as she pushes a stray hair behind Brittany's ear.
"I'd gladly take the blame. But just so you know, if this is your way of turning women on to sleep with you again the morning after then you're not really doing a good job." Brittany grins and positions herself on top of Santana, taking the latter by surprise.
"W-Well, u-uh..." Santana stutters a little bit when she gets a full view of Brittany's beautiful naked body on top of her once again. Something she thinks she'll never get tired of nor can't ever get enough.
"Yes?" Brittany almost whispers with a devilish grin, leaning a little too close for comfort and making it hard for brunette to breathe.
Santana tries to gather herself by breathing deeply and just taking in Brittany's beauty. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine that everything will come to this. She guesses that the best part of it all is where she doesn't even regret it one bit, she'd even gladly take it to a higher level. If it were up to her, she'd tell this stunning girl that she's in love with her, repeatedly. Santana chuckles at the random thoughts she's having at the very second that a naked woman is on top of her which never really happened before since she'd usually just go for it without even thinking about anything. But then again, this is Brittany. Brittany is different. Brittany is it.
Brittany gives her a look while pouting, catching the brunette's attention. "Why are you laughing, San? Did I do something wrong?"
Santana shakes her head and pulls Brittany closer to her, giving the blonde a tight-lipped smile. "No, you're perfect, B. And for the record, there's no 'women' to turn on the morning after. No one else from now on. Just you. Only you."
Britt, don't squeal. Please. Don't fucking squeal!, Brittany thinks to herself.
Brittany tries to fight the butterflies in her stomach and the big-ass smile on her face by biting her lip. Oh, Santana. Why does she always have to take her breath away like this? Disregard the freaking perfectly naked body under her. Just being subjected to the brunette's stare on her like this as if she's the only girl in the world is enough to send her to the heavens. No second thoughts about Santana's words are needed because you can feel that it's true. You can feel the honesty and sincerity shining through.
"Don't stare at me like that, babe. I feel like I'm melting." Santana mentions, turning all red in the face. Santana, don't you fucking let out a sound! Bitch, don't you dare!, Santana thinks.
"Aww… I didn't know you're capable of blushing, San."
"Well, you happened." The brunette replies and catches Brittany aback by turning them over on the bed, positioning herself on top of the blonde. "By the way, isn't it that after today's fundraiser thing, we'll finally know if you got the syndication?"
Brittany sighs and seemingly shuts down. "Y-Yeah.. I-I.. I don't' know, San. I-I'm nervous-"
The look on the blonde immediately makes Santana regret bringing up. Way to ruin the moment. "Hey, baby." Santana utters and holds her by the chin to face her once again. "You'll get this, okay? I just know you will. I believe in you."
It could have been when she heard Santana call her 'baby' or the part where the brunette comforted her, but she can't deny that it's effective. Though if she's going to be honest, the syndication is something she couldn't care less right now. It's a bonus, yeah. But, the fact that Santana seemingly feels the same way that she does without actually saying it out loud yet makes her feel like a winner already. Cliché or not.
"Thanks, San." Brittany replies with a nod then suddenly remembers a vital part of the charity thing later. "Wait. You do know that the fundraiser is all about the swimming competition later, right? You do know how to swim, don't you?"
Santana chuckles and shrugs. "Yes, you've already told me that, once or twice before. And yes, I swam a little in high school, I won't die, Britt."
Brittany lets out a sigh of relief then smirks again. "Oh, I'll get to see you in a swimsuit later then."
"Yeah. A sexy swimsuit, actually." Santana returns the smirk and kisses Brittany on the lips tenderly. Starting out slow and gentle but of course, there's only so much self-control you can do when you have someone as stunning as Brittany to be intimate with. Not long after, Santana finds herself nipping on the girl's ear a little, slowly moving for the neck, then going for Brittany's collarbone, which she found to be the blonde's weak spot, as she feels her up. Brittany moans by how good it feels and the goosebumps all over her body are just, wow.
But before they can go further, the sound of growling interrupts the moment, making them lose it as they crack up.
"I'm sorry! You know how I can be without food." Brittany utters with a big grin when Santana lifts her head from the pillows under her.
"Yeah. It's pretty cute, actually." Santana says through her chuckle. "Come on, now. Let's clean up and get food before we get going. It's on me."
"Oh, look at you, big spender. First, a console. Then now it's free breakfast. How much of a bonus did you really get? You don't really know what do with it, don't you?"
"It's big enough to buy you a whole closet of lingerie, babe."
Brittany smirks and gets up from the bed, slowly walking towards the bathroom and glancing a bit back to see the brunette leering at her. "You don't need to buy me new ones, 'babe'. Besides, they'll only end up on the floor anyway." She adds with a wink before entering the bathroom to clean up.
Santana sighs and shakes her head in disbelief. This girl is going to be the absolute death of her. Probably the only girl who can take her by surprise and keep her on her feet, which makes total sense by how head over heels she is now over her. She can't wait to hear the moment she'd get to say that she's in love with the blonde out loud. Seriously can't wait for it. Soon. Probably after the fundraiser later.
"San!" Brittany exclaims, taking her out of her trance as she looks up to see the naked blonde grinning and motioning for her from the bathroom. "What are you still doing there? Get your ass over here now!"
Santana laughs it off but nevertheless complies. It doesn't matter if there's no label yet to what they are now or that they haven't talked about it. It's pretty clear that they're not trying to pressure the other and that's what's good about this. But what she's sure about is she whipped.
Yep. Totally whipped.
After taking a while to get ready since they alternately kept on interrupting the other and grabbing breakfast at a nearby café before completely leaving for Long Island, they finally arrive after an hour and a half at their destination. They had just pulled up the car not more than a minute ago beside possibly one of the biggest houses they've both seen in their lives.
"Nothing like a house with its own zip code." Santana jests as they get a good look of a big, gray house with a rustic charm.
"Well, what did we expect?" Brittany replies, fidgeting with her yellow Sunday dress then takes a deep sigh when the nervousness and fatigue catches up with her. Something that doesn't go unnoticed by Santana who faces her and holds her by the shoulder for comfort.
"Hey, calm down, okay? I'll be right beside you throughout the whole thing. And we won't know for sure until after the swimming competition, right? Just stick with me, B. We'll go through this together."
Brittany absentmindedly nods at the girl's words and takes a few deep breaths for good measure. She has to believe in herself on this. She can do this. She can fucking do this. "You're right, San. Let's do this." She adds with a smile as she motions to walk towards the house but then looks back and notices the confusion on Santana's face. "San, are you okay? What's wrong?"
Santana hesitates to speak, afraid to hear the answer or the uncertainty of what beholds Brittany's words but she really can't afford not to say because not only does the blonde know her well but then again, they are still best friends. They tell each other everything.
"B-Britt, after this- U-Uhmm.." Santana trails off and looks down for a second. "This is the last time I'll be pretending to be Jamie, so u-uh… W-What happens after this? T-To us?"
Brittany stares at her for a moment, trying to think of the best way to put it as to not get ahead of herself or that of Santana but then again, she's not really good in sugarcoating anything with the brunette.
"I don't know for sure but I hope we're on the same page about wanting for things to go forward."
Santana smiles as soon as Brittany lets go of words that make her heart flutter like crazy. She doesn't get to reply anymore though because before she gets to say anything else, Brittany intertwines their hands and looks at her with the sweetest smile.
"Ready to go, San?"
Santana smugly grins at her and winks. "Please. Those bitches don't know what's coming for them." She adds with utmost confidence as they go proceed to go inside the mansion.
Following the usual greetings to a handful of important people and random fans, they finally settle themselves and try to get a breather by the corner of the courtyard as they wait for the program to start. One thing that they've notice though is that acting like a couple is more natural now. The hugs are real. The kisses are genuine. And the stares when the other isn't looking is something made of dreams. This day couldn't go any better or at that matter, be ruined at all.
Or so they thought.
"Ladies!" The familiar annoying voice of Dani exclaims and they see her approaching them, wearing a slightly PG version of a maroon Sunday dress.
"Dani." Santana utters with a bored tone while pulling Brittany closer to her by the waist, making Brittany smile a little deep inside when she sees Dani's eyes glance her way. Take that bitch, Brittany thinks.
"Jamie." Dani utters with a flirty tone and smirk while doing a once over on Santana. "Brittany." She follows up but only does a quick look at the blonde that was more of just an eye roll rather than anything else.
"Dani." Brittany returns with the same cold tone and for good measure or more like for further insult, she cozies more comfortably into Santana's embrace as she snakes an arm around her waist and the other just around the brunette's stomach, well, abs. Definitely sexy abs. It's not like she cares about Dani's glare upon seeing the scene but then again, Santana is hers. Only hers.
Well, for Santana. She's not exactly sure what's happening right now or maybe she's just that clueless. Nonetheless, she likes the attention Brittany's giving her right now. She's even welcoming it with open arms. Oh, yeah.
"How are you doing today?" Dani says with her whole attention directed at Santana only, completely disregarding Brittany's presence.
"W-Well, I'm good. We're good. J-Just awesome. Right, Britt?" Santana rambles on nervously, not knowing how to act when someone who has crush on her makes a pass at her in front of the girl she's with. How do you even have time to react to this shit? How do people even act to this scary situation? Instead of panicking all the more, she turns her attention to Brittany instead but finds herself looking back and forth at these two women who are having the stare down of a lifetime.
"Yeah, we are. We're very happy and contented and well, just happy that we're together." Brittany says with her hard glare and raised eyebrow still on Dani who's not letting up as well.
"Ain't that amusing?" Dani replies bitterly. "I'm sure Jamie's having the time of her life with someone who's as exciting as you." She adds sarcastically.
Brittany chuckles and smirks upon hearing the words. "Exciting is an understatement since my girlfriend cannot be more tired and sleepy because of last night's… Hmm… How do I put it without you getting jealous and envious like the little girl that you are right now?"
"Uhmm… Babe, I-I.. U-Uh…" Santana stutters as she glances at Brittany then back at Dani who's gritting her teeth right now.
"Please. Me? Jealous? Come on. I have nothing to be jealous about you, Brittany."
"Oh, there's plenty, Dani." Brittany counters with a stern voice as she lets go of her hold from Santana and takes a step forward.
"Believe me when I say that you're just generally boring and it's probably your dumb luck and fame that got you Jamie." Dani replies while taking a step forward as well, only a few inches from Brittany now.
"Hey! You can't talk to Brittany like that-" Santana defends her but gets cut off by Brittany herself.
"But isn't that what you did to get the job? Kiss ass your way? I mean, that's probably your major back in college."
Apply cold water to burned area.
It took all Santana had in her not to laugh and cheer for Brittany but just as Dani's about to retaliate, the deafening sound of microphone static disrupts the tension followed by the unmistakable voice of Carole Hummel that echoes throughout the whole place.
"Good afternoon everyone! It's that time of the year again, welcome to our annual fundraiser for underprivileged children!" Carole exclaims and everyone applauses. "Also, this year is special since today is the day the board will be announcing who gets the syndication between two wonderful ladies, Dani Harper from one of the highest rated talk shows, 'Straight Talk with Dani'!," She pauses as everyone cheers. "And Brittany Pierce from the fan favorite hit show, 'Romantically Speaking'!" She adds and everyone hurrahs for both women. Momentarily, Carole motions for Dani and Brittany to come towards the front.
"Do me proud, B." Santana whispers in the girl's ear.
Brittany looks back at her and nods while wearing a big grin. "I will, babe." She says before sneaking a tender kiss on Santana's lips, the latter returning the action by pulling her closer and kissing her deeper for a second. Something she will never get enough of. Ever.
Soon, both radio hosts oblige while pretending that the tension earlier was nonexistent. They may be each other's nemesis but of course, they are also professionals.
"So, for the first part of our little fundraiser, these two wonderful ladies will take questions from the audience for a hundred dollar each. Again, one question for either Brittany or Dani equals a hundred dollars. So, choose wisely or rather, ask away!" Carole cries out and both women nod as they take their seats on bar stools behind them. When Brittany finally settles, she searches for Santana among the people and immediately sees her waving and grinning back at her then doing a simple wink, making her heart flutter a little.
Oh, love. What a splendid thing.
"And on with the show, who would like to ask first? Don't be shy now, darlings!" Carole exclaims and upon searching for someone to ask, she sees a woman raising a hand. "Oh, we have one! Alright, Jennifer, to whom is your question directed?"
"Well, will it cost me if I ask for advice about the finances in my relationship?" The woman asks upon being handed a wireless microphone.
"Oh, of course, honey. Now, who would you like to ask?"
Dani opens an umbrella to shade herself and holds up the microphone upon hearing that she's likely the one to be asked the questi-
"Oh. Then my question is for Brittany." This Jennifer counters with a sweet smile, oblivious to Dani's ire about the situation, while she takes out a hundred dollar bill and puts it in the fish bowl that's being carried around by someone.
Brittany smiles and raises her microphone. "Hi! What's your question?"
"Hello, Brittany!" Jennifer trails off. "So, my boyfriend and I have been dating for two years now and recently, he just asked me to marry him but I still haven't answered because I'm afraid that it will all lead to heartbreak and disappointment. I do love him so much and he's the most wonderful man I've ever met but I'm just so afraid to get my heart broken after so many times before. What should I do?"
Brittany nods and thinks what to say for a second as she looks back at the woman asking for advice.
"You know, Jennifer. I believe that love is a risk. Many of us here have gotten our hearts broken more times than we can count and in return, we find it hard to trust not only in ourselves but also the ones we love wholeheartedly when it comes to relationships. The feeling of being abandoned and hurt again is probably the worst feeling ever. But…" Brittany pauses to take a breath and think of the words to follow her thought. But then, she sees Santana nodding at her just behind the woman and like magic, the words almost leave her seamlessly and without effort.
"But when you find that person. That one individual who can make your heart beat faster and slower at the same time no matter how cliché that may sound, you should never let them go. You should tell yourself that it's okay to risk it because if that person makes you feel amazing like no one has ever done before, then that's already something special. Sometimes it's okay to lay it all on the line and give all of you to that person because in return, they would gladly do the same and do everything for you because that person loves you. The way I see it, your boyfriend is willing to go through heaven and hell for you and I'm sure he'd gladly do so. What I can say is that maybe you should trust in yourself a little and look deep within you to open up yourself to how much great of a love he has. Then finally you'll realize that what you have is something only a few people can have and so many could dream of." Brittany ends her speech with her gaze still at Santana who's smiling back at her.
The trance they're seemingly under only disappears when everyone breaks out into 'aww's and 'ooh's through the deafening applause as the woman thanks her. Brittany can only nod while still trying to get a hold of herself and her overwhelming for Santana.
"What a wonderful advice!" Carole comments and everyone cheers to that as they agree with her. "Okay now, moving on. Who has another question?" She exclaims and thereafter, sees a man raising his hand and calls for him as he takes out a hundred dollar bill.
"I have a question for Dani." The man trails off as Dani faces him with full attention. "Hello Dani, my question is, if I take a Section 179 deduction on the full purchase price of a vehicle, can I depreciate anything on the vehicle on future-year returns?"
"You mean as basis?"
"Yes."
"Then, no. You must reduce your basis in the property by the Section 179 deduction. So, you won't have any basis in the property to depreciate in future years." Dani replies confidently. Everyone nods knowingly and a few breathe a sigh of relief. Dani may be a bitch but she damn well knows what she's doing and somehow a complete professional in it.
"Well, what a relief!" Carole mention and a few from the audience chuckle. "Okay. Who's next?"
"I have a question." A familiar raspy voice exclaims from the back. The audience parts to unveil Santana grinning, holding up a hundred dollar bill and a champagne glass in the other. "I have a question for Brittany."
The few familiar ones who do know her suddenly scream for joy and out of pure recognition that she'll be the one asking the question. Especially Brittany.
"Oh, ladies and gentlemen and for those who aren't familiar with this beautiful woman, this is Jamie, Brittany's girlfriend." Carole exclaims and the audience applauses and a few others squeal while Santana just politely smiles back at everyone.
Brittany chuckles at how cute the brunette's antics are. "What is your question, pretty lady?" She adds and a few audience members chuckle.
"Well, it's actually pretty simple." Santana pauses for dramatic effect with her stare still trained on Brittany. "Do you believe in true love?"
Oh my god. Put down the microphone and do not squeal. Just. Fuck., The blonde thinks to herself amidst all the evident blushing.
Brittany grins widely as she looks down for a moment to gather herself. Give it to Santana for making the butterflies in her stomach flutter for probably the hundredth time today. Stunning, intelligent, funny, sexy, and don't forget about her being amazing in bed. Wow. Santana is literally the epitome of perfect and she's probably the luckiest woman in the world to have the girl in her arms. She looks up back again after a few seconds to see Santana smiling softly at her and again, it takes her breath away in the most wonderful of ways.
"I do now." Brittany replies with a soft tone but with so much meaning deep within.
The butterflies, the obvious feelings they have for each other coming to light, and just about everything else. What could go wrong, right?
After an hour of answering a few more questions, they finally move on to the next part of the fundraising program as everyone scurries to prepare: the swimming competition.
"That was interesting." Brittany utters as they walk towards the dressing room to get ready.
"I think it was fun, you know. Money for advice. Kind of smart." Santana replies as she glances at Brittany.
"It was. Are you good to swim though? It's going to be me, you, and two other people against the Hummels and two random friends of theirs."
"Yeah, I'll be fine. Just a little more and we-"
"Brittany!" Carole accidentally cuts Santana off and motions for the blonde to approach them just a couple of feet away.
"They're calling for you. I think it's something important." Santana mentions with her gaze directed at the Hummels.
Brittany nods. "I think you should go ahead with changing, I'll just follow you inside."
"Don't take too long, honey." Santana says with a flirty tone as she slowly walks away from Brittany. "And I hope you do come, if you know what I mean." She adds before entering the dressing room in an extension of the villa.
Momentarily, she finally finishes changing into her black one-piece swimsuit with a little slit in the middle, just enough to show her cleavage. Why settle with Speedos when you can go a notch higher and bring sexyback to them right?
"Santana?"
An unfamiliar voice calls out behind her and makes her freeze as she checks herself out in the mirror. Uh-oh. Someone called her Santana in a place she's known as Jamie. Not a good indicator.
She slowly turns around to see someone she doesn't know. An unfamiliar woman grinning back at her and approaching at record-breaking time.
"U-Uh… W-Wait. Do I know you? H-Have I-"
"Oh, Santana! You are such a joker and so hot in that swimsuit! And why is everyone calling you Jamie? I mean, like are you one of those psychos who have like, double per-" This woman with a godawful valley girl accent rambles on but is immediately shut up by Santana who holds a hand over her mouth.
"Look, I'm not really sure who you are but I'd appreciate if you keep your voice down, okay? Nod if you understand." Santana whispers. Valley girl nods at her. Santana sighs and releases the girl while thinking of a way to address the situation. "Listen to me, I have an idea that maybe we've had sex before-"
"We did and it was the best I've ever had!"
Santana nods hesitantly. "U-Uh… Cool. You see, I'm kind of in the middle of something here so I'd really appreciate if you keep your space."
"I will but why do they call you Jamie? Just answer that and I'll leave you alone."
Santana sighs and not knowing what to do anymore for this girl to leave her alone, just comes up with something random but nonetheless, a smart answer. "It's a codename? Like, you know, a pen name?"
Valley girl looks back at her curiously. "A pen name? You're an author? But I thought you were in finance or something?"
"Y-Yeah. But you know, like an author in a playing field. J-Just, yeah." She says and waves a hand in disregard. "L-Look, I would love to chat some more but you'll have to excuse me. Goodbye!" She adds before literally jogging away from the girl with a gym bag in hand, disregarding the calls from behind.
She goes on to hide beside the courtyard stairs, a little hidden from everyone which is ideal since she wanted to lose the random girl from a while ago and a good waiting place for when Brittany is done changing. She's just minding her own business, checking work emails on her phone when she feels someone looking at her. And true enough, she looks up to see Dani alighting the stairs beside her in a barely there swimsuit that is not in any way good for swimming. It's not even made for swimming.
"Hey, Jamie." Dani utters with a seductive tone when she's only a feet away from Santana.
"H-Hey, Dani." Santana replies as she hides her phone in the bag, a little hesitant to even say hello or even look at her. Because, swimsuit!
"You look hot as hell, as usual."
"O-Oh. U-Uh.. Thanks. Y-You look nice too."
"Thanks. I just put this together in a hurry. By the way, who's Santana?" Dani says and catches Santana off guard in shock.
Fuck.
Think of a way to cover this shit up!, Santana thinks to herself.
"W-Well, uh… Where did you hear that?" Santana replies, squinting her eyes at the girl and being careful as fuck.
"The dressing room. You're not the only person changing in there, you know."
"U-Uh… Santana is uh…Y-You know, a n-name that's uhmm.." Santana trails off, probably looking like she's suffering from constipation.
FUCKKKK! What the fuck do I fucking do?!, Santana thinks again to herself.
Dani chuckles at how funny the girl looks right now as if she's battling an inner demon. "Are you okay? You look like you need to go to the toilet or something."
"I-I.. I-I'm good. O-Okay."
Dani hesitantly nods at her. "So, this Santana, if I heard correctly back there is a name you used to get around? Pen name? I'm confused."
"W-Well, not exactly like-" Santana raises both eyebrows, unsure how to go around this shit. Let the Santana thing go, you fucking bitch!
"But you did get around a lot before? I mean, I'm not even sure why I'm asking this since you're absolutely stunning so, yeah. It's all good though."
All good? The fuck is this girl talking about? She's got to get away from here before Dani goes somewhere a little more dangerous. More dangerous. She thinks that maybe Brittany's done by now and she should just meet her at the top of the stairs or maybe just go and wait for her inside the dressing room.
Well, that's what she wanted to do but then, the next five seconds happened a little too fast. One second, she's looking back at Dani who's staring at something above her, then the next one, is the thing she feared the most to happen to her.
Dani kisses her.
It was too sudden. Too fast. It was too quick for Santana to even react because when she finally realizes what's happening, Dani's already pushing her up the wall behind her with the girl's hand all over face. And when everything comes crashing down on her, she's never felt so angry, so filled with rage in what must have only been five seconds.
Then there's Brittany.
After greeting a few friends of the Hummels that are fans of her show, she goes to the dressing room to change in a haste since Santana's nowhere to be found anymore and well, she wants to show off her navy-blue one piece swimsuit that have slits on the waist and on the middle just between her breasts to show off her cleavage. Santana would definitely like this. Definitely.
When she's finally done, she grabs her stuff, and makes her way towards the pool house. She's not really sure where Santana is since there's no message or anything but if she knows the girl well enough that she's probably hiding somewhere hidden from the people who'd want to grill her about random stuff. As she reaches the stairs not far away from the pool house, she hears a few murmurs. Like someone talking about something secretly. She disregards it though because she's just so excited to see Santana, even humming a random happy song. Maybe that's just how people who are in love are. Cheesy people.
But that's not the case when she's finally at the middle of the stairs and the murmuring suddenly stops.
Then she hears a thud. An instantaneous thud.
Maybe it's because of the suddenness of it all that makes her glance at where the sound came from but the moment that she does though, she regrets it instantly. At first, it was kind of hazy. She sees two women kissing which isn't a big deal in itself but when she realizes who these two women a few feet away from her are. She regrets it bigtime. Because the moment she recognizes that it's Santana and Dani making it out, it feels like her heart just cracked into a hundred pieces. As if someone just poked a stake right into her heart and for more insult, drove a bus over her and put it in reverse.
Fuck. Her heart.
Brittany looks down downtrodden then looks away as tears pool her eyes, uncontrollably shaking while she's at it. It could have only been a mere few seconds but this can't be real life, right? After all those fluttering butterflies ago then this? Maybe it is real. But why? Why does Santana have to do this to her? Why Dani? So many questions. She can't really believe things as she sees them at first glance right? Santana told her that she's the only one now. But sometimes the way you see them is how it actually is. Then again, she really can't expect Santana to change colors overnight.
Not knowing what to do and the fact that Santana didn't really see her catching them in the act. She runs away to the poolhouse and tries to act for a moment that nothing's wrong and nothing really happened because for as long as she can remember, this is all an act for them.
It's just for publicity. That's a fact.
Sorry?
*If I don't get to update this Thursday then by default, next one will be on Sunday again.
We still have a few more chapters. I announce updates and stuff over tumblr as well as answers to story questions. Same handle as kpgleek13 :)