Thanks for all the reviews last chapter. This chapter is my shortest chapter yet. I hope you all enjoy.
"Lazy asses!" Sue shouts into her megaphone. "You think this is hard try giving birth to a centaur that's hard!" she shouts.
The Cheerios have been practicing the same routine for the last two hours without a break in the cold November weather.
"Ten minutes break no sitting!" Sue shouts after three girls stumble for the fifth time in a row.
"I seriously think she's trying to kill us." Quinn breaths hard scooting over to Santana and Hailey.
"I'm not looking forward another three years of Sue's crazy." Hailey says gulping down a bottle of water.
"Be careful you don't drink too much or your side will hurt." Santana wisely advises.
"Yes mother," Hailey jokes.
"Shut up, your brother would kill me if I let anything bad happen to you." Santana says always watching out for the younger girl.
"Please that boy literally drools over you. He followed you around Puck's party Saturday night like a lost puppy dog." Quinn says. "It was quite disgusting actually."
"You're just jealous." Santana says shoving Quinn.
"You two were disgustingly cute all cuddled on the couch together and you glaring at every girl who looked at Brett." Hailey teases.
"Well bitches be trying to steal my mom." Santana growls.
Quinn and Hailey both shake their heads at Santana's silliness.
"Ladies practice is over! I have an interview with Oprah in an hour!" Sue shouts.
"Yes," Santana says doing a cute fast pump.
"So Santana what's you plan for the rest of the day?" Hailey asks wanting to hangout.
"I'm going to go to your brother's new place." Santana says blushing.
"Oh,"
"We can go hangout at the mall together." Quinn says smiling over at Hailey.
"Cool I don't want to have to call my mom to pick me up." Hailey softly says.
"One of the two of us can always give you a ride." Quinn says nudging Santana.
"Yeah whatever,"
"Go see lover boy." Quinn says.
Santana leaves waving at them as she walks away.
"They are weird; did you know they haven't had sex yet?" Hailey asks.
"Hailey you shouldn't talk about your brother's sex life." Quinn says shaking her head.
"I'm not, but I still think it's weird."
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Santana whistles as she locks her car door. She's surprising Brett at his new apartment. He had just moved in two days earlier. She knows that he won't be expecting her for at least another hour, but hopes he won't mind her stopping in early to surprise him. She loves the fact that she's dating him. That it's totally within her right to glare or bitch out any girls who try and flirt with him. She sees Brett's door open and smiles for a split second before she sees whose coming out. Supermodel Anna Pearl. Brett's rumored on and off girlfriend. Dusking behind a car she watches as her supposed boyfriend or whatever they are hug the supermodel and give her a peck on the cheek.
"See you later." Brett says waving at her.
Santana not wanting to deal with any of this scampers over to her car. Snuffling back her tears she starts the engine and drives away.
"LT do you think I did the right thing?" Brett asks his cat who just meows. "I don't know, but I love her."
Brett sighs as he flops back on the couch and turns on the TV. He's waiting for Santana to drop by after Cheerios practice. It's been five amazing days since their date and he can't wait to call her his girlfriend though he's going to wait to ask her.
An hour later he's starting to get worried. She should be here by now. He tries calling her and texting, but gets no reply. He's not sure if he should be worried or not for all he knows she's still in Cheerio's practice.
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Santana slams the front door shut and stomps upstairs. How could she have been so foolish. Of course Brett had someone else to give him everything she couldn't.
"Santana sweetie what are you doing home I thought you were going over to Brett's?" Maria asks coming to Santana's door.
"He had company." Santana spits pissed.
"Oh, I'm sure that he wants to see you though." Maria says.
"No mami I'm pretty sure the woman he was with wouldn't have been happy to see me." Santana sadly says.
"I'm sure it's all just some miss understanding." Maria says frowning.
"Mami, can't you just be on my side with this." Santana says getting teary eyed.
"Oh mija I am on your side." Maria says wrapping her up in her arms and pulling her in.
Maria holds Santana until she settles down.
"Mija I'm sure if you just talk to him that everything will be cleared up." Maria softly says.
Santana doesn't say anything. She knows that her mom wants to believe the best about Brett, but she just can't face him.
"Now go call him." Maria says.
"Fine," Santana sighs making absolutely no plan to do so.
She heads up to her room just wanting to get away from everything.
"Is she okay?" Antonio asks.
"She will be if she stops being so stubborn." Maria tells him.
Santana chucks her phone across the room not wanting to look at the twenty texts and five calls from Brett. She doesn't want to hear what he has to say. Closing her eyes she falls into an uneasy sleep.
"Santana," a voice above her whispers some time later.
"Go away mami." Santana grumbles.
"I'm not your mom San." Brett says sitting next to her.
Wait what the fuck Santana thinks as she starts to wake up. She's starting to become aware that it is in fact Brett sitting right next to her. She doesn't want to deal with this right now. Can't she just ignore him and be angry until she cools down.
"Go away." Santana muffles into her pillow.
"San, I can't until I know that you're okay." Brett softly says rubbing her back.
"I'm fine now leave." Santana says turning her head.
"I can't baby, you've been ignoring my calls and texts for two hours after you didn't show up for our movie date." Brett says still rubbing her back.
Santana doesn't say anything, but turns away from him.
Brett sighs wondering if she's PMSing cause she's never acted like this before. Whatever it is he needs to fix it.
"Can't you just leave me alone?" Santana asks finally sitting up.
"No, we need to talk about this." Brett calmly says.
"I don't want to." Santana grumbles.
"San, you must know that I love you and I just want to fix whatever is wrong." Brett softly says.
"How the hell can you say that you love me when I saw you with Anna Pearl!" Santana shouts at him.
Brett backs away a bit frowning. He doesn't understand why she's so mad or why. He knows a lot of famous people and many of them are women. She can't be mad at him for just knowing them.
"What are you talking about baby?" Brett asks tentatively sitting back down.
"I saw Anna Pearl come out of your apartment earlier today." Santana says. "If you don't want to be together you should have just said so."
"Oh baby." Brett says managing to wrap her up in his arms. "San there's absolutely nothing happening between the two of us."
"Really?" Santana asks hiccupping as she buries herself into his embrace.
"Anna only came out because I pulled out of a project she's in and was trying to get me to come back. I told her I couldn't leave that I'm dating this gorgeous woman who lives here." Brett says chuckling as Santana looks up at him in awe.
"Seriously?" Santana asks in shock.
She's in too much shock at the fact that he told supermodel Anna Pearl no. Supermodel as in very beautiful woman that she's beautiful and he can't leave. He just keeps shocking her.
"Yeah San, I'm falling for you and I'm not about to leave before I absolutely have to." Brett says kissing the top of her head.
"So you've dropped out of projects for me?" Santana asks in complete awe.
"Yes baby," Brett says.
"You're the best." Santana says snuggling into him.
Antonio who's just been told that Brett is up in Santana's room with her alone by his wife runs upstairs. Opening her bedroom door he lets out a sigh when he sees Brett holding his daughter fully dressed on top of the blankets. He doesn't want them to have sex in his house or nearby at all even though he knows that at some point they will or have.
"Hey Antonio," Brett softly says as he readjusts Santana who is sound asleep.
"Are you going to stay for dinner?" Antonio asks.
"Yes if that's okay." Brett says.
"It's always okay Brett you know that." Antonio says smiling at him. "Dinner should be done in around twenty minutes."
"Okay, I'll wake her up." Brett says nodding down at Santana in his arms.
"Good luck,"
Antonio heads back down his mind completely at ease. Funny enough he trusts Brett to not do anything more than his own daughter. She's always finding ways to get in trouble though in the few months since Brett came into her left she hasn't gotten into any trouble.
"How are the love birds?" Maria asks from the kitchen.
"Fine, why?" Antonio asks frowning.
"Oh nothing to worry your head about if they're all cuddly upstairs." Maria says.
"They are," Antonio says suspiciously.
Twenty minutes later they're all seated around the table.
"So Brett do you have any project coming up soon?" Antonio asks.
"No, I canceled everything for the next few months. I have a big movie to start shooting in February or March, but nothing until then." Brett says smiling over at Santana who blushes.
"Did you have stuff lined up before coming out here?" Maria asks.
Santana looks up at him wondering that herself.
"Yeah, but I don't want to go back to LA yet plus I could really use the break." Brett says squeezing Santana's hand under the table.
"That's really sweet Brett." Maria says understanding the meaning behind his words.
"What's sweet?" Antonio asks frowning.
"Nothing daddy," Santana says glaring at her room.
Brett who's just finished his first plate of food looks around still hungry. He's still not comfortable enough to just grab a second helping.
"Would you like seconds Brett?" Maria asks.
"Yes, your food is delicious." Brett says scooting his chair out.
"Don't get up I'll get it for you." Antonio says already up to get himself a second helping.
"Thank you Antonio." Brett says.
By nine o'clock Brett's pulling his coat on. Always respectful of school nights and not staying too late.
"Do you have to go?" Santana asks pouting.
"Yes baby, but I'll see you tomorrow at lunch." Brett softly says. "Bye Maria, Antonio," he shouts in.