Perfect for Me

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Thanks brittanaxbitch for helping me write this :)

I started my car, making sure that Puck didn't follow me out. I couldn't even look him in the face right now. All I wanted to do was just get as far away as I possibly could from him. Of all the people he could have cheated on me with, he picked that damn hobbit.

I backed out of the driveway, and turned on the radio, just to try and distract myself from sobbing even more. Just as if my day couldn't get any worse, Love Story started playing. Lord have mercy, here come the tears.

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After what felt like a good 10 minutes of sobbing to the radio, I arrived at Cheerios practice. I'd rather be anywhere but practice right now, as my face is reddened from crying so hard. The only positive was that I got to see my best friends, Brittany and Quinn. I decided to pull through, and try my best to make it look like I wasn't crying.

I eventually got out of my car, and walked to the field. I made to to not look so upset, otherwise Ms. Sylvester would probably make me do extra pushups. Looking down to the ground to avoid any interaction, I walked to my warmup area, meeting up with Quinn and Brittany. Quinn immediately caught my gaze, and I was praying to god that she didn't say anything about my tear stained cheeks.

"Santana? Are you okay?" Brittany asked, a look of concern plastered upon her face.

Damnit. I changed my gaze at the ground to look up at her. It was taking every ounce of strength not to burst into tears right then and there.

"Spill. We know something's up," Quinn stared at me with a questioning look.

"I-" I tried to mutter something, but was immediately overtaken by my loud sobs. Brittany quickly pulled me into a tight hug. Damn that girl and her big heart.

"It's okay, It's gonna be okay." She said as she rubbed my back in a way of comforting me, as I let out a few more sobs.

I hated making huge scenes, especially when Coach Sylvester was right around the corner. I knew she was probably shooting me a look of disappointment, but I was too scared to turn around. Avoiding eye contact with anyone other than the bleachers, I removed myself from Brittany's arms and continued warming up.

"Sandbags, cut the tears! You're wasting my time!" Coach Sylvester yelled into her megaphone, and I flinched. I matched the position every other Cheerio was in, and paid attention.

This is going to be a long practice.

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I tried to leave as fast as I possibly could, and Quinn and Brittany followed behind. I knew that I couldn't deal with all the questions that I was inevitably going to face.

"Assuming from what happened earlier, I'm coming over." Quinn ordered, and I gave her a worried look.

"Wait, I wanna come too!" Brittany added.

"I'm not really sure that's a good idea," I stated, hoping it would make them leave, "I have a lot of homework to catch up on."

"Cut the crap, San," Quinn said in a firm tone, "We're coming over."

"Fine." I let in, and groaned.

I hopped in my car, and started backing out of the parking lot. Quinn and Brittany followed behind in their own cars. I really hope Puck has left my house already, but if he hasn't I think Quinn can deal with him. I'm too emotionally exhausted to put up with his shit anymore.

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We got to my house, and I was relieved to see that Puck was gone. If I saw him I would have no choice but to go all Lima Heights on him, but I wasn't mentally stable enough to do so.

The three of us sat on my couch, and Quinn started to rub my back softly.

"Britt, get the tissues." She ordered, and Britt got up and brought some over to me. I smiled as she handed me the box.

"So, what did Puck do this time?" Quinn began questioning. This is exactly why I wanted to be alone after practice. No questions, no Puck, just me and my thoughts.

"H-He cheated," I muttered, trying to calm myself down.

"Again?! That bitch is pure evil." Quinn yelled.

"Quinn, don't raise your voice, that's mean." Brittany said softly, and I shot her a look of empathy. God bless her heart.

"Sorry, Britt." She softened up a bit. "Who was it this time?"

"R-Rachel," I muttered under my breath. Pull yourself together, Santana.

"I'm going to kill that little monster!" Quinn yelled again, standing up from the couch.

"Q, she's not worth it," I sighed, feeling defeated, "She can have Puck."

"Did you know dolphins are just gay sharks?" Brittany blurted out, causing all eyes to turn to her. She had a good heart, but wasn't always sure of what was going on around her.

"What's next you're pregnant," Quinn said with a laugh.

Shit. I immediately looked down so that I didn't make a face, as if Quinn isn't already gonna find out.

"SANTANA!" She practically screamed. "Are you actually?" She asked, just to make sure before she makes a scene.

I nodded, and tried not to break down in tears. Too late.

"Come here." Quinn said, opening up her arms and pulling my chest into hers, and I sobbed even more.

"What am I gonna do? I just found out he cheated on me with that Dwarf, and I can't raise a child! Not now!" I dwelled.

"Why didn't you listen to me?!" Quinn cried out. "I told you, Santana, you have to be careful! Especially with a scum like Puck!" She confronted me, sounding a bit harsh. 

"How am I going to take care of this baby, Quinn?! I can't give it up, I just can't." I sobbed, tightening my hug with Quinn.

"I like hugs too," Britt said, pushing her lip out into a pout. I swear, she's the cutest person I've ever met. In a totally platonic way.

"Sorry." I wiped my tears, letting Brittany join in on our three person hug.

"It's your choice for what you want to do with your baby, San." Quinn said, calmly.

"That's too much pressure!" I cried out, and Brittany turned her gaze to me. "It'll be okay, just give it back to the Storks, I'm sure they won't be mad." She added, trying to help as best as she could.

Quinn tried to cover up her laugh, but couldn't. I joined in, and Brittany shot a confused look at the both of us.

"Oh, Britt. You're just the cutest." I said, smiling at her. I never realized how beautiful her eyes were. As soon as she caught me staring for a little bit too long, she quickly turned her gaze away from me.

I had never noticed Britt in the way that I'm noticing her now. The way that her blue eyes sparkle in the light. Her perfect smile, her cute little laugh. She was actually one of the only people that I could never be mad at. But she was my best friend. She could never be anything more than that, right?