A New Life

1.

(Brittany's POV)

"You're late" I stand in the doorway of my Malibu home, arms folded and less than impressed with my soon to be ex wife. "I'm sorry, I got stuck at the hospital." Santana says, looking a little frazzled. "You not heard of a cell phone?" I chide at her. "What's gotten stuck up your ass?" Santana chides back. "Oh I don't know...maybe it's the fact you're over an hour late to pick up our kids. And I've got a date to go on." I say, feeling myself getting more frustrated by the second. "A date huh? With the stripper? Using my money tonight or did he earn enough in tips to treat you this time" she mocks. "He's not a stripper, he's a professional dancer." I say defending the guy I am seeing. "He's in Magic Mike, he is a stripper." I know that's not his profession, but quite frankly I haven't got anything left in me to argue with Santana. "Anyway, he's taking me out" I say, answering Santana's previous comment. "Hmm makes a change" she mutters under her breath, all I can do is bite my tongue and take a deep breath so I don't retaliate.

"HEY GUYS!" Santana spots our three kids joining us in the room, as she begins to play fake nice to me for the sake of the kids. "I am so sorry I am late coming to get you guys, there was an emergency at the hospital." Santana is lucky our kids are so forgiving. "Did you have to save lots of people today Mami?" Our eldest asks. "Yep, two people in fact!" she boasts, impressing our son. "Mateo, you got everything?" I ask our eldest, who holds up his weekend bag full of everything he needs to stay at Santana's. "Sofia, Izan have you got your stuff too?" I ask our other two children, they mimic their older brother's actions and show me their weekend bags. "Okay, well you guys have fun okay and I shall see you Monday for school pick up." I place a kiss on all three of my kids heads as they walk out the door and out onto the driveway to Santana's car. "Izan is banned from the iPad for a week, so no screen time for him and Sofia has a cold coming so....well, you're a doctor you'll figure it out."

"Have a great date with the stripper." Santana mocks as she too walks out of the door to help the kids load their bags into her car. I stand in the doorway as I watch my kids being driven off for the weekend, once they are out of sight I close the door, slumping myself against it. Relief flooding me that I am not around Santana anymore. I guess I should kind of give some context to my current situation with Santana. Santana and I met at McKinley high school in our first year. We were high school sweethearts, we were on the cheer squad together, glee club together and were the schools 'it' couple, no other couple matched us. I think Quinn and Finn came a close second, but Quinn's prom queen dream was crushed when Finn decided to fall in love with Rachel Berry, the lead singer of our Glee club; New Directions. Anyway, Santana comes from a wealthy family, as do I. Our fathers both work in medicine, for a lot of my life my father worked away all over the world developing new medicine, whilst Santana's father owns his own foundation, he's got hospitals all over North America.

So after we graduated at 16, Santana and I moved to New York, we wanted a normal life where our parents weren't funding us, we wanted to work in some shitty diner, grafting for our rent money. We lived in a tiny studio apartment in downtown Manhattan. It was far from special, in fact it was a mould infested shit hole, but it was our mould infested shit hole. We lived there for about 12 months, when Santana decided she wanted to go back to school to study medicine so she could follow in her fathers footsteps, in hope she could take over the foundation one day. Santana split her studies over the US and the UK. She did 3 years at Harvard and then 2 years at the University of Oxford. Those two years were hell, being away from Santana for that long. But I supported her entirely, because she was doing something she utterly loved. Santana finished up her studies and did her foundation years at a hospital in Seattle, so she was based there for a while. We would commute and visit each other whenever we could, I eventually found a job in advertising in Seattle and moved in with Santana.