"I just don't understand why you have to be such a bitch sometimes!" Brittany practically shouted in the middle of the hallway. Brittany didn't usually say things like that, to anyone. But Santana had made her really mad and the word just came out; and hit Santana a lot harder than she expected it to. Brittany noticed that Santana went quiet and she usually only did that, when she hurt Santana's feelings. "You're the only person who's never called me that." Santana said, her voice cracking.
Brittany felt immediately guilty, she remember how she sounded after Artie called her stupid. And she realized Santana sounded exactly like that too. Santana stormed away, tears threatening to leave her eyes, and Brittany couldn't help but feel like the bitch.
Brittany hated the fact that she was the reason why Santana was crying, she never wanted to make anyone cry. But Santana had made a freshman cry earlier, for all the reasons Brittany didn't understand, and Santana had just laughed about it. Brittany didn't understand why Santana laughed about making someone cry, after all she had just made Santana cry and it made her feel awful.
Like worse than when Lord Tubbington says mean things to her behind her back to the other cats in the neighborhood.
Brittany only stood there, tears in her eyes as everyone watched her. The sudden outburst shocked everyone. Kurt and Mercedes were only standing a few feet away and had heard everything. They heard what Brittany said to Santana, and what Santana said in return as she stormed off crying.
Of course Puck who was standing at the locker across the hall, immediately chased after Santana. But Brittany hadn't noticed that part, all she could focus on was the fact that she made Santana cry; and she felt horrible for it.
That's when she realized school was over and she ran to the choir room, where of course Quinn was getting ready to leave. "Britt hey- wait why are you crying?" Quinn asked, pretending as if she didn't already know the answer. Brittany always came to her when she needed someone, they were best friends after all. But she usually only cried when it involved Santana.
"What did Santana do this time?" Quinn asked as she took a seat and motioned for Brittany to sit in the empty chair next to her. "Nothing! This was all my fault!" Brittany said, breaking into sobs as she sat down next to the shorter blonde. "Okay, whatever Santana said or did, to make you think that it was your fault, was probably just reverse psychology." Quinn said and Brittany looked up at her. "There's no time to talk about Santana using black magic- wait is that racist?- Wait who cares! The point is I made Santana cry." Brittany said, sobbing even more.
"What do you mean you made Santana cry?" Quinn asked skeptically. "She was picking on a freshman and she made him cry- and then she laughed about it. So we got into an argument and I-I, I called her bitch." Brittany said and Quinn only stared at the blonde. "Wow." Quinn said, taking it all in and Brittany only nodded.
"I didn't mean to! It just- it just came out." Brittany said, trying to defend herself. "Calm down Britt, so you called her a bitch? Who cares, Santana's been called worse." Quinn pointed out and Brittany sighed frustratedly.
"That's not the point Quinn! I'm the only person who's never called Santana a bitch." Brittany said and Quinn suddenly understood why this was such a big deal. "I don't know what to do, I've never seen Santana cry like that because of me." Brittany said and Quinn sighed. "Well first of all, you need to find her, and apologize." Quinn said lightly, "Because that's what she needs right now, she needs an apology." She added and Brittany looked down.
"What if she left?" Brittany asked and Quinn only gave her a look. "Santana wouldn't leave, odds are she's probably waiting for you." Quinn said gently and Brittany finally stopped crying. "If she's still here I know where she is." Quinn said and Brittany only stood up as they started walking.
