Santana lies down curled up in her bed, holding tight to her stuffed lizard. Her eyes are heavy and she really wants to fall asleep but she's terrified to. She doesn't want another nightmare. They're awful and not only do they make her even more exhausted, waking up then she was going to bed, but they scare the hell out of her. It's why she normally goes into her brother's room.
She was happy when Brittany said that she'd come over, but she's also afraid. She's scared her mom will find out or her brother and he'll tell her mom. She's never really snuck anyone into her house. Except that one time that Brittany came over after a party and was drunk. But she had only stayed over like 10 minutes. Now she's planning on sleeping over, which thrills and also terrifies Santana. She's also never spent the night with a girl like that. So that's sort of scary in itself.
Before she can really think more into it, she hears a light knock on her window. She turns over confused, because she hadn't expected Brittany to get up to her window. But sure enough, she sees Brittany's face right outside of her window. She walks over and opens the window, looking at the blonde. "How did you g-g-get up here?" she asks confused, helping the girl inside of her window.
Brittany just smirks at her, and fixes her jacket as she steadies herself on the ground. "Like you said, I'm your spiderman," she replies with a smirk.
Santana just grins and chooses to ignore all the questions in her head about how Brittany actually climbed up to her window. "Thank you f-f-for c-coming," she says softly, carefully wrapping her arms around Brittany.
Brittany just smiles in respond and wraps her arms back around Santana. "I'll always come," she responds sincerely. She places a kiss on the top of Santana's head before pulling away from the hug. She kicks her shoes off as well as her jacket and jeans, then crawls into the bed, smirking when she notices Santana's eyes lingering on her now naked legs. "You going to get in the bed?" She asks in amusement.
Santana's eyes snap up to Brittany's face and she blushes a deep shade of red and lets out an awkward giggle. Nodding her head, she crawls into her bed, next to Brittany and immediately curls into Brittany's open arms.
"Who is this?" Brittany asks, picking up Santana's lizard.
Santana blushes a bit more, because she knows it's sort of lame to still sleep with a stuffed animal and she's embarrassed that Brittany found it. "Batman…" she says shyly. "I was only 6 when I n-named him…" she says, hoping it makes the name not seem quite as lame. "I was obsessed with Batman."
"Was?" Brittany asks with a playful smirk, making Santana nudge her. "Your Superhero obsession is cute though." She adds with an affectionate smile. "Did your mom give you Batman?" She asks curiously.
Santana frowns and shakes her head. "Mi Abuela," she says quietly.
"Oh…" Brittany answers awkwardly, noticing how Santana clammed up a bit. "Is she…did she die?" Brittany asks a little awkwardly, but she was curious. She just hopes that asking that question doesn't take Santana to a bad place.
Santana just shakes her head in response and sighs. "She kicked m-m-me out of her house and said she n-never wants to see me again when I came out to her.. I haven't talked to her since.." Santana explains sadly.
"Fuck," Brittany breathes out, not expecting that answer. Santana's mom and brother are obviously very okay with her being a lesbian so someone shunning Santana for something like that hadn't even crossed her mind. "I'm sorry, baby," she says, hugging Santana a little closer to her. "I'm sure that you've been told this by your mom and brother, but it's her loss." she tells her honestly.
Santana smiles softly and cuddles up to Brittany more, not commenting on her words. She had been told that a lot by her mom and brother, but it doesn't really make her feel any better. She was practically raised by her grandmother and she loved her so much. It nearly killed her when the woman basically disowned her.
"Night, Britt-Britt," Santana says quietly. And in response, the blonde just places a kiss to her temple and shuts her eyes, both falling into a peaceful slumber.
o0o0o
Santana lets her eyes flutter opened as she hears her alarm ringing in her ear. She's startled a bit when she hears a groan next to her and then a weight on top of her. Her body freezes up for a split second before she remembers that Brittany had spent the night. She can't help but grin and snuggle closer to the girl's warm body, after hitting snooze on her alarm clock.
It only takes about 30 seconds for it to all sink in and she shoots up in her bed, making the blonde groan once again. "Where are-…come back," she hears Brittany grumble as the arm, still around her waist, tightens around her.
"You have t-t-to go," Santana says with panic.
It makes Brittany's eyes snap open and she looks up to see Santana staring down at her. Her eyes wide with fear. "What's wrong?" She asks, sitting up and blinking her eyes a few times to wake herself up.
"My m-m-mom and brother are here. They c-can't see you." She says, climbing out of the bed. She walks over to her window and looks down. "How d-d-did you get up here, c-can you get back down?" She asks, trying to figure out how the girl had gotten up there.
"I climbed up to rain gutter, thing," she mumbles, still trying to wake herself up. "It's right by your window," she says, letting out a yawn. She climbs out of bed and starts sluggishly putting her clothes back on. She's never been a morning person, but she's really trying to be productive so she doesn't freak Santana out more than obviously already is.
After she's done, she walks over to the girl who is still staring out the window. She exhales deeply and wraps her arms around Santana from behind. She can feel the girl's shoulders slowly relax and it makes her smile. "I parked around the corner. I'll smoke a cigarette and chill for a few and then come back and act like I'm picking you up," she tells her, pulling away and spinning the girl around to look at her.
"Do you n-n-not want to go change?" She asks with a frown, knowing the girl is wearing the same clothes from yesterday.
Brittany just shakes her head. "I'll drop you off then go home." She says and Santana just stares at her, a bit disapprovingly. It makes Brittany chuckle. "I'll be at school. I'll just miss one period. It'll be fine." She tries saying, hoping that it'll make Santana happier.
"Okay," Santana nods, knowing she can't force Brittany to go to all of her classes. She's just happy that she's been going more than she used to. She's proud of her for actually taking school a bit more seriously. Even if she still doesn't pay much attention in class, at least she goes. It's a start.
Brittany leans in and places a soft kiss on the top of Santana's head before opening the window to climb back down. But before she can get out, she feels Santana's hand on her arm, making her turn around.
"Thank you.. f-f-for staying with m-me.." she says quietly and little shyly.
Brittany grins at her and pulls Santana closer to her and into a hug. "I told you that I'll always come. Just let me know anytime you want me to do it again." She says sincerely. "I'll see you in a few," she tells her, and then leans in and places a kiss on the girl's lips. It makes her chuckle how Santana's cheeks turn red and she turns even more shy. She's her girlfriend and they kiss quite a bit, but it still pulls the cutest reaction out of the Latina.
o0o0o
Brittany walks out of her class with a proud smile on her face. She'd actually been to all of her classes so far that day, except the first one. Given, it's only been 4, but it's still progress from how she usually is with class. She's lucky to even make 2, but she's gone to four and all of them have even been in a row today. She was bored as hell and probably wasn't focused enough to learn much, but she was still trying. And she couldn't help but feel that Santana would be proud of her. That's half the reason, she's even trying. She wants to be a better person for her perfect girl.
She walks towards the front entrance of the school and is happy to see that Santana is already there waiting on her, ready to go to lunch. She could definitely use a break, because if she had one more class today without a break she probably would have skipped it. "Hey there, gorgeous." She flirts, walking up to the girl, who is looking around the hallway nervously. Brittany finds it cute that Santana still gets so scared to go off campus for lunch, even though she's done it multiple times by now. It's just like how she gets all nervous and cute when Brittany kisses her. Though it's a different kind of nervous.
The Latina just smiles at her girlfriend and feels a bit of a weight lifted off of her chest. It still freaks her out to leave school and go have lunch, but with Brittany by her side it's not quite as scary. She always feels safer with Brittany.
Not being able to resist, Brittany pulls Santana into a hug and hears the girl let out a small gasp which makes Brittany chuckle. "I've been to all of my classes so far. Are you proud?" She asks with a smirk, pulling away just enough to see Santana's face, but she keeps her hands resting lightly on the girl's hips.
Santana grins widely after Brittany's words and lets her hands, carefully rest on Brittany's forearms. She nods her head, letting Brittany know that she is proud of her. She's actually extremely proud of her. SHe hadn't asked Brittany to do better in school or even mentioned anything about the fact that she'd want her to. But of course she wants her to do better, just for herself. She isn't trying to change Brittany or anything, she's just trying to better her and get her to see her full potential. Everyone should try and get an education, at least a small one.
"Come on, babe," Brittany says, pulling away and grabbing Santana's hand. She laces their fingers together and tugs gently on her, to get her to walk out of the doors and into the parking lot, where Brittany has her car parked. "The guys are going to Chipotle, that sound good or you want to go somewhere else? You know I don't mind just having you to myself," Brittany says with a smile, after starting up her car.
Santana bites down on her lip and smiles when Brittany laces their fingers together over the console. "I like Chipotle," she says quietly, making Brittany nod and put the car in reverse.
When they pull up to Chipotle, Brittany takes the key out of the engine and turns towards her girlfriend. She sees Santana taking off her seatbelt, but before the girl can get out of the car, Brittany grabs her arm, gently and stops her. She smirks and pulls Santana over to her, pressing her lips up against the brunette's.
Santana gasps against Brittany's lips, not expecting the girl to pull her into a kiss, but not exactly protesting. She starts kissing her back, as best as she can in the slightly awkward position they're in. Once Brittany pulls back, a few seconds later, Santana's head is spinning. She blinks a few times to ground herself, and is met with Brittany's amused grin. Santana just blushes and turns away, before following Brittany's lead and getting out of the car.
o0o0o0o
Santana is making her way out of her last class when she sees a huge group of people in the hallway. It's an unusual amount and it kind of scares her, so she doesn't really want to go towards it, but it's the only way to get from her last class to the hallway that will take her out the doors and into the parking lot, where she knows Brittany is parked. It already alarms her that Brittany isn't waiting for her, outside of her classroom, but she continues out anyway. Sometimes, the girl will get caught up with her friends and Santana will meet her at her car.
Which is why, Santana chooses to push her way though the crowd, trying to hold back the effects of a panic attack. Though it doesn't make things easier, when she hears the crowd, cheering people on, obviously, signifying a fight. But before she can even consider turning back, she witness's Brittany and Kitty in another fight. The same girl that she saw Brittany in a fight with, which ended her up in detention. She hated having to go there, but honestly, she doesn't regret it, just because, that' where she met Brittany. A girl who seems so troubled on the outside, but has been so good to her the last few weeks.
Which is why she's in shock. Brittany has been staying out of trouble ever since they started dating. It made her feel proud to know that she was obviously having a good effect on Brittany. But here she is fighting again. It sort of makes her angry, though she doesn't know the girl's reasoning, which is why she's going to try and be understanding. Even though she really doesn't believe there is ever a good excuse for violence.
She manages to push through the crowd and get on the inside. She wants to yell for Brittany, yell for her to stop or just yell her name to get her attention, but she can't. There are too many people around, and this sort of thing has her anxiety off the charts. So she just stands there, hoping Brittany will see her.
But she doesn't seem to, and the next thing, Santana knows, is that a teacher is breaking it up. Santana tries to go towards them and towards Brittany, but the teacher hauls them off. She knows Brittany is going to the office. So when the crowd thins out, she makes her way in that direction.
She gets to Principal Figgan's office and she sees Brittany and Kitty, both in there talking to him. She decides to wait patiently outside of the office. For one, Brittany was her ride and two, she wants to know why Brittany was fighting the girl. She considers calling her brother, because she's not really sure if Brittany will have detention today and will be able to give her a ride home. But she decides to just wait and see what is happening with her girlfriend.
It takes almost 20 minutes, but finally, the girls walk out. Kitty gives her a glare, that she swears could kill, but then Brittany walks out looking half way apologetic and half way, still raging. She just reaches for the blonde and turns her towards her, which seems to slightly calm the the girl down.
Brittany looks at her, and she can tell that Santana wants to say so much, but she can't. "I'm sorry," is all that Brittany says, before grabbing the girl's hand and tugging her down the hallway.
But Santana's not exactly feeling, being tugged along behind her. She stops walking and pulls on Brittany's hand, making the blonde stop and turn towards her, looking confused. Santana just stares at her, her brows furrowed, her face clearing saying that she's upset.
"Hey, let's just go to the car so we can talk," Brittany says, knowing that she messed up. But she has her reasons for what she did.
But Santana shakes her head, holding her ground firmly. She doesn't want to go anywhere with Brittany right now. She wants to hear what happened. She's angry and she doesn't really ever remember being angry with Brittany so she's not sure how to handle it or what to do. Or how Brittany will react, but she can't just let this go.
Sighing, Brittany looks around the hallway and takes a step back, opening a classroom door. She hopes that Santana will at least agree to go inside of there so that they can talk in private. She's never seen Santana like this and it makes her stomach hurt. She doesn't like Santana being mad at her or disappointed in her.
With a huff, Santana walks past the blonde and into the classroom. It's probably a better idea that they're alone obviously, anyway. She wouldn't really be able to talk in a semi crowded hallway.
Brittany exhales, loudly as she shuts the classroom door behind them. It takes her a few seconds, but finally, she calms down enough to talk Santana, and the Latina is just standing there, staring at her, waiting on her to explain. "She was talking shit about you." Brittany says simply, obviously still pissed, but trying not to show it in front of Santana. Especially since Santana's already upset with her. She doesn't want to take anything out on Santana or get her more upset. Though It's obvious, she's trying to calm down, but it's not exactly working and Santana can tell.
Santana just stares at Brittany, a frown on her face. She doesn't really get why Brittany is so upset. Kitty talks down to her all the time or makes fun of her. She's used to it. All the cheerio's do it. She's been bullied her whole life, so it's not that surprising. And it's not the first time that it's happened since her and Brittany started dating.
"She was talking shit about you and also.. about us." Brittany adds a bit quieter and it sort of makes more since to Santana now. "And I kicked her ass," Brittany adds simply, with a small shrug, as if Santana would understand and just let it go. But obviously, she can't. "I got suspend and apparently, my last warning," she mumbles, her eyes averting down to the ground. and it just makes Santana, furrow her brows. "If I get in trouble again I'll be expelled," she ends, and Santana looks shocked.
She doesn't want Brittany to waste her high school career on her. She knows that Brittany getting into trouble isn't all on her. Brittany has always been into trouble, but she knows the last couple of times have been because of her. Especially this time. "Brittany.." Santana says softly, not really sure what to say. She doesn't really know how she's feeling either.
"I won't get into anymore trouble," Brittany promises. "Though, I can't promise that if Kitty says another word about you that I won't fucking kill her," she says, trying to be calm, but the anger slips right through. "I fucking hate her," she adds. "She thinks she's the best fucking thing on this Earth, but all she is, is a bitch that deserves everything that I have given her and more." Brittany says, angrily, gripping onto the desk she's leaning on.
Santana bites down on her lip and tries to contemplate what to do. She's sort of nervous to talk or even touch Brittany because she can tell that she's angry. She's never really been around Brittany angry and she's not sure how to handle it. But, she reaches out and places a hand on her arm, hoping it'll be okay and honestly, it seems to calm Brittany down a little more. "She p-p-picks on me all the t-time. It's okay, I d-d-don't mind," Santana says, hoping that it'll ease Brittany's worries, but it doesn't seem to. Most of Santana's anger is going away, as she notices how upset Brittany still is. Even if she doesn't believe in violence, her girlfriend did it to protect her and stand up for her. She can't be too mad.
"It's not okay," Brittany snaps, but then suddenly regrets it as soon as Santana snatches her arm away, in what seems to be fear. She doesn't want Santana to be afraid of her. "I'm sorry," she sighs. "I just hate how she talks about you. You're the best person I know. you are so fucking amazing and all she does is put you down," She says, through gritted teeth.
Santana just sighs and fiddles with her hands, being too afraid to touch Brittany again. "It's okay, B-Britt," she says quietly. She knows what Kitty and all the other popular girls think of her, and she's come to terms with that. "You shouldn't, get in trouble because of m-m-me," she says honestly. "Especially n-not for this, it's n-n-not worth it."
"Is your mom home? or Manny? Can we just hang out at your place for a little while?" She asks, looking at the girl desperately. She just needs to calm down and be with Santana for a little, and hopefully be alone. She just needs to hold Santana and feel at ease. A feeling that only Santana can give her. She just hopes that Santana isn't mad at her.
"She's working until 5. And Manny will b-b-be at therapy and then the gym until later," She tells her and she can see the relief on Brittany's face. "Let's g-g-go," she tells her, reaching for her hand and leading her out.
o0o0o0o
Santana walks downy he stairs from her bedroom and already sees Brittany lounging on the couch in one of her onesies. She bites down on her lip and walks over to her, Brittany smiling as soon as she sees her. "Hey," she breathes out with a grin, looking at the onesie that Santana had picked out. It's a superman one. "Nice choice," she comments before reaching out for the girl and pulling her onto the couch with her.
But Santana doesn't give in so easily. She continues standing in front of the blonde, just letting Brittany tug on her hand. And eventually Brittany starts pouting, which almost wipes the frown away from Santana's face. Almost.
"Are you mad at me?" Brittany asks, poking her bottom lip out. "I'm sorry, okay? Please just don't be mad. I promise that I'm going to try not to get into so much trouble. I really will try," she promises, hoping that Santana believes her and will forgive her.
Santana bites down on her lip and continues standing there for a few seconds, before she turns and sits on the couch. Without a word, she cuddles into her side when Brittany wraps her arms around her. She feels Brittany let out a huge breath and feels her body relax, which also makes Santana relax a bit more. She still hasn't really figured out how to act around Brittany when she's angry. But she seems to be a lot calmer now and she actually seems very apologetic. Not just like she's telling her what she wants to hear.
"Thank you for hanging out with me. I probably would have gone mental and punched a wall or something if I was alone," she says with a chuckle, giving Santana a squeeze. "But you calm me down. It's weird how fast just being with you calms me down," she says softly.
Santana smiles, even though Brittany can't see her and just snuggles into her even more. She's glad that she can do something for Brittany because Brittany does so much for her. "Thank you f-f-for sticking up for m-me." Santana returns quietly. "Even though I really d-d-don't like you fighting." She adds honestly.
"I know you don't and I'm sorry. I just got so angry," she says with a sigh. "I couldn't even stop myself. It's like another person takes over when I get that angry." she tries explaining, but she's not sure if Santana will really understand what she means. "I'll always protect you and stick up for you baby. But I'll try and do it in other ways from now on," she promise, though it's not really a promise that she is sure she can keep. But she will promise to try.
Santana lets out a content sigh and looks up at Brittany with a soft smile. "Thank you," she says sincerely.
Brittany smiles back in response and can't help but lean forward and press her lips against Santana's in a soft kiss. She pulls back after a second, grinning when she sees that expected blush on Santana's face. "You're so adorable," she comments fondly. It just makes Santana blush harder.
Leaning back in, Brittany captures her lips in another kiss, but this time it lasts longer than just a soft peck. She cups Santana's cheek and starts slowly moving her lips against Santana's. They've made out quite a few times by now, but every time feels just like the first for both of them, as cliche as that sounds. Even Brittany feels butterflies and like a giddy girl when she kisses Santana. A feeling that she has never gotten before and she's kissed her share of people.
A couple of minutes into it, it's starting to get a little more heated and Brittany feels herself getting lost in the kiss. She has to use all of her will power to not push Santana down against the couch and just take her. She hasn't had sex in weeks and not only that, but she wants Santana specifically, so bad. She doesn't just want sex, she wants sex with Santana. If even just PG make out sessions get her this turned on, she can't even imagine what it'll feel like to be with the girl in that way.
Wanting to try and take things just a bit further than normal, Brittany slowly starts to push Santana down against the couch. Santana tenses for about half a second, before relaxing again and allowing herself to be lowered down onto her back.
Brittany hovers half way over the girl, continuing to kiss her hungrily. The kiss is a lot more heated and almost desperate that any other times that they've done this. And she can feel it from Santana as well, which she's happy about. It means that Santana wants her just as badly, even if she's scared.
Feeling even more bold, Brittany slowly starts sliding her hand up Santana's side, stopping right as her finger tips brush up against the bottom of her breasts. She feels the girl under her, falter in her kiss a bit and it makes her smirk. She hadn't even touched the girl yet and she's getting reactions out of her. Sliding her hand around the side, she slowly moves it back over and palms one of Santana's breasts in her hand.
She's never really thought about touching other girls boobs before or thinking that it would turn her on in any way. Before Santana she never thought about girls in that way. But now, even over her onesie, just feeling it in her palm, has her getting even wetter.
"Is this okay?" Brittany whispers, pulling away from her lips to look down at Santana. The Latina just simply nods her head, opening and then closing her mouth again, obviously not having the ability to form any words. Brittany smiles fondly at her, then leans down placing a kiss on her lips before trailing them down to her neck.
She could tell by the look in Santana's eyes that she was nervous, but Brittany doesn't think she wants her to stop. She's just never done anything like this before and Brittany understands that she's scared. "Just relax," Brittany coos in her ear as she feels Santana tense up slightly as she starts gently massaging the flesh in her hand.
Brittany can feel Santana's heart racing under her hand and she can feel the girls chest moving as her breathing starts to get a little labored. It just makes Brittany smirk once again and continue her work. She nips a little at the skin under Santana's ear and feels her girlfriend shiver underneath her.
Bringing her other hand up, she palms Santana's other breast and starts kneading and working both of them. It pulls a noise out of Santana that sounds half way like a moan and half way like a whimper. Whatever it was, it was sexy as hell. Brittany wants to hear more. She wants to make her moan.
Brittany feels Santana's fingers that are in her hair, tighten, pulling at her blonde locks just slightly. She's pretty sure that it wasn't an intentional thing that Santana did, but her being too wrapped up in pleasure and not really knowing what to do with herself. She's pretty sure that Santana has never experienced anything like this and felt this way before. It makes her a little jealous, knowing how good it must feel for her, experiencing it the first time. She wishes that her first time had gone better. She honestly is being super sappy right now and even wishes her first time would be with Santana as well.
Trailing her kisses back up the side of Santana's neck, she places another chaste kiss on her lips before looking down at the girl. The sight she's met with, almost makes her come right then and there. Santana's mouth is just slightly open, her lips swollen from their make out session and her eyes filled with desire. It's seriously the sexiest thing she's seen. "You're so fucking beautiful," Brittany whispers, not being able to stop herself.
Santana blinks a few times as her cheeks turn a dark shade of red and she smiles bashfully up at her girlfriend.
"You okay?" Brittany asks, once again, just wanting to make sure. She can feel Santana's chest still heaving and can still see a bit of nerves behind those brown orbs.
The girl in question, just bites down on her lip and nods her head once again. Her eyes glance down to Brittany's hands that are still resting on her boobs and it just makes her blush even harder. Brittany realizes it and chuckles softly before sliding her hands down to Santana's sides. She then looks over at the clock over the fireplace and then back down at Santana.
"We have about an hour until your mom is home." She says with a small sigh. "What do you want to do?" She asks with a slight smirk on her face. She has no problem spending the rest of the time doing exactly what they're doing now, but she knows that it won't go further than this. She doesn't want to rush Santana into anything. But she also knows it'll get harder for her to stop.
Santana chews on her bottom lip, her face turning pink once again and she looks away awkwardly with a shy smile. Brittany gives her a curious look and nudges her shoulder to try and get her to look back up at her.
"What's up?" The blonde asks, confused and a bit amused at Santana's reaction to her question. She's not really sure why she's getting so shy.
Santana inhales through her nose and then exhales, before moving her eyes back up to Brittany. "We c-c-could.. keep d-doing that…." she says quietly, averting her eyes again and shifting herself on the couch a bit uncomfortably.
Brittany can't help but chuckle at the girl and shake her head. "You're so fucking cute," Brittany says honestly with an adoring smile. "You don't have to be so shy about all of this you know," She tries to tell her, but she knows that Santana probably will be for awhile. "Believe me, I could do this all day, every day with you. And you're my girlfriend, it's normal to feel these things and have the urges, just tell me or even make a move if you want." She further explains.
Santana continues chewing on her lip, trying not to look as awkward and embarrassed as she feels. She knows that Brittany is right, but she can't help but feel too shy about all of this. She especially doesn't know if she could make a move anytime soon. But she nods her head at Brittany in response. She'll try and be more bold and not so lame. Like Brittany said, she's her girlfriend, it's okay for her to feel this way and do these things with her. It shouldn't be awkward.
Smiling, Brittany watches Santana and can tell the gears in Santana's head are turning as she's thinking too hard about this. She just giggles and leans down and presses her lips against Santana's, continuing where they left off.
o0o0o0o
Brittany pulls her car up into her driveway but as soon as she does she frowns, and pauses with her hand on the key. Her mom's car is in the driveway which is weird, because her mother is rarely ever home. Rolling her eyes, Brittany throws the car into reverse and pulls back out of the driveway. She doesn't want to deal with her mother right now. She actually hasn't even seen the woman since she gave Santana a panic attack.
Picking up her phone, she scrolls through a few names until she finds Quinn's number and puts it up to her ear. "Yo, Lucy Q," She greets as soon as she hears the other blonde's voice. "Have a bowl ready, I'll be there in 5," she instructs the girl, feeling the need to smoke now. Honestly, she would have smoked either way, but now she really wants to.
"I can't. I'm about to leave," Quinn says on the other line.
Brittany frowns, "Okay, we going to Puck, or what?" She asks, already getting into the turning lane to go towards Puck's house.
"No, I'm not hanging out with Puck or Sam. Or Sugar." She says simply.
"So what are you doing?" Brittany asks extremely confused. The 5 of them are extremely close and it's weird for any of them to really have any sort of plans that don't involve the other. Unless it's getting laid or something and even that includes each other a lot of the time.
Brittany hears Quinn sigh over the phone, "I have a date," she finally says and she can hear the eye roll in Quinn's voice.
Brittany lets out a humming noise as she turns down Puck's street, hoping that at least he's home. "With?" She asks a bit bored. She should have known, that's what Quinn was doing. She goes on dates pretty often. Or something that she wouldn't even consider a date. It's usually just them meeting up and fucking. Sometimes dinner will be involved, but not always.
"Some guy I met when we were out at the bar the other night," she answers simply and this confuses Brittany.
"When were you at a bar?" She asks, not being able to remember the last time she'd gone to a bar. It had to have been weeks, if not longer.
"We went the other night, I don't remember. One of the nights you were playing housewife with your little nerd." Quinn replies in a snarky tone.
Brittany's grip on the steering wheel tightens, but she chooses not to say anything. She's starting to get used to Quinn's little quips at her relationship and as much as she wants to go off on her, she's realized she just needs to ignore it. Quinn does it to get a reaction out of her, which means she is going to try and not give her one. "Whatever, whore, I'm at Puck's so have fun, wear a condom, blah blah blah," she says, waving her hand in the air, though Quinn can't see her.
"Yes mom," Quinn returns lowly, before hanging up.
Brittany sighs and climbs out of her car, grabbing her bag that has her stash in it as well as her pipe. She walks in the front door, giving a small wave to Puck's foster mom that is sitting on the couch, watching one of those lame TV shows like Jerry Springer.
"You better be decent, Puckerman," Brittany yells before walking into his bedroom. Luckily for her, he's sitting on his bed, playing his guitar and smoking. "Tell me you're not doing anything tonight because I'm bored as hell." She sighs, plopping down on his bed.
"Where's Lopez?" He asks as he tunes up his guitar.
Brittany's lips form a thin line and she sighs. "She's at home," she says simply. "We were making out and it was getting hot as hell then her mom fucking came home." She tells him, though she knows she probably shouldn't because he'll probably just give her more shit about the fact that they haven't had sex yet. Though she's pretty sure that he actually respects her for it, even if he just likes to tease her. Puck's actually a decent guy.
"So you're like super horny right now, too?" He asks with a smirk.
Brittany rolls her eyes, but get help chuckle. "Very," she replies with a grumble. "But don't get any ideas," she adds, before he even gets the chance to comment. "Hey so why the fuck did I not get invited out to the bar with you guys the other night?" She asks, feeling offended.
Puck just simply shrugs his shoulders as he takes a hit from his pipe and then passes it over to Brittany. "Quinn said you had said no because you were with Santana," he tells her honestly
"She didn't even ask," Brittany says with a scoff. "Whatever, I would have blown you off anyway," she says and he just rolls his eyes. "I'd just like the invite." She adds giving him a look. "We should go out this weekend. I haven't been in forever. Maybe I could even get Santana to go," she says hopefully.
"Oh my god, I'd love to see her get drunk," he says with a chuckle. "I bet it's the funniest shit ever."
Brittany can't help but chuckle, because she agrees. "I've seen her tipsy. She just giggles a lot and smiles. She gets pretty fucking adorable," the blonde says with a smile of her own, thinking about her girlfriend. When she hears nothing from Puck, she glances over at him and just sees him staring at her with an unimpressed look. Brittany just rolls her eyes and looks away, before taking a hit, hoping he can't see the small blush on her cheeks. She doesn't really like being caught having sappy moments like that in front of her friends. She's supposed to be the opposite of that, except when she's alone with Santana.
"Alright, I've got to get ready," Puck says, setting his guitar aside and climbing off his bed.
Brittany looks confused and frowns. "Where are you going?" She asks, not getting why all of her friends have separate plans tonight and nobody can hang out with her. Her next resort is Sam and that's just awkward when it's the two of them.
"I'm meeting up with this girl I met the other day," he says with a shrug, going through his closet for something to wear. "Her parents are out of down and she's cooking for me." He explains, pulling a new shirt over his head.
"Is everyone getting laid but me?" Brittany asks exasperated.
Puck just laughs and walks over to her. He grabs his keys next to her on the bed and then grabs her hand, holding it up in front of her face. "Have fun," he says with a smirk, before walking out of his bedroom, leaving Brittany to just huff behind him.