Beneath the Blazer (A Sebtana Fanfiction)

Chapter Four: Jar of Hearts

I awoke the next morning on Santana Lopez's couch, head pounding, vision blurry. The sun filtered through the windows, splashing it's light into the empty apartment. I knew exactly what happened last night, and I didn't know exactly how to feel.

Satana was nowhere to be seen from the living room or kitchen, so I assumed she was still asleep. I sat up, rubbing my eyes and stretching. The couch was extremely bad for my back, and I regretted not sleeping on the floor instantly. I walked slowly to the kitchen and found some water. Leaning against the counter, I downed two bottles. I heard a noise, when I looked up I saw Satana standing there. Her hair was pulled into a ponytail and she was wearing the pajamas I helped her into last night. She looked angry, but her eyes were hurt.

"Good morning Satana," I said awkwardly "sleep well?"

"Sebastian Smythe, in all of the years I have known you I knew you were an asshole. I really did, but I never thought in a million years you would take advantage of a drunk girl," she paused "or guy"

"What? No Santana I didn't-"

"Save it, get out of my house you- you asshole!"

I nodded, and walked towards the door of the apartment. "Santana please, I didn't-"

"Go." She whispered.

-

I wandered around on the busy streets, the lights and people were blinding. "Welcome to New York" I said to myself. After finding a few polite strangers to direct me to Julliard, I stumbled into the front door. I walked to my dorm and opened the door, Shayanne stood in the middle of the room with her dress on last night.

"Hey tiger, fancy seeing you here" she smiled.

"Yeah, well it's my room so um"

"Oh really? You're the roomate Rory was telling me about? That's cute."

"Yeah I guess so. Where's Rory?"

"He said something about the theory of um-"

"Oh he went to hand in his paper. Okay, how long ago did he leave?" I asked.

"You actually just missed him. Have you eaten?"

"No, have you?"

"I was actually just about to grab some food, did you want to come?"

I thought for a second, I'd actually rather sulk about how shitty last night had been. Talk to Rory when he got back, but my stomach was grumbling. "I'd like that, just let me shower and get dressed?"

"Sure! Um, I know that this is going to sound weird. But I only have my dress and heels from last night, is there maybe something I could wear of yours or?"

"Let me look for you" When I finished, I had pulled out a ratty grey superman shirt. Shayanne pulled it over her head, it went to her knees. "Could be a dress on you"

"It is now, go shower tiger" Shayanne laughed.

-

"Wait, she threw you out?" Shayanne asked in disbelief.

"Yeah, we have some history. I wasn't the nicest guy in high school, and I guess she thought I'd take advantage of her." I said sadly.

"Did you try to explain?"

"Yeah actually, I did. She didn't want to hear any of it."

"That's too bad, if I were her. I'd regret it" she whispered, kissing my cheek. I smiled.

"I appreciate that. But honestly, Santana has been the closest thing I've had to a friend, even when I wasn't hers. I need her back"

"You know, she'll come around. She always does. Did she tell you what happened with her and Brittany?"

"No not really, she just said they broke up"

"Well, I got drunk with Britt while we waited for 'Tana to get home and one thing led to another, I came out as bisexual and Britt asked how I knew. I said I didn't but I liked boobs and she kissed me. We were practically fucking when Santana came in the door. She threw me out and I guess broke up with Britt afterwards."

"Shay, that's nuts"

"I regret it but now Santana and I are back to how we were before hand. Maybe even better, I honestly thought I was in love with her until I met Rory, I really like him."

"That's good, I'm glad you're happy"

Shayanne looked down at her phone, typed a few things and put it back down. "Hey we should go to the mall for a bit, get you some nicer clothes. I love this shirt but you go to Julliard now."

"Careful Shay, don't get too close. You never really know a person until you're drunk with them" I looked up and met eyes with Santana Lopez.

OKAY KITTENS!

Hello! I haven't spoken with you guys in AGES. I post a lot on my message board but I don't think anybody actually reads what I say there so I think I'm going to stop. More recently I've been asking you guys questions like if you'd be interested in me making a Soundtracking profile since a lot of you wonder about my writing playlists and also who should play Rory!

I was thinking someone along the lines of Kevin Zegers. He needs to be tall, pale and have bright eyes and dark hair. Comment below!

I'll try and get another chapter up before the end of the week to make up for the crappiness of this one. Next chapter should be INTENSE.

Much love
Kaitlyn