MY LITTLE MY LOVE

Its hard saying goodbye

*by the end of the week, Santana, sam and Danny had all been talking with one another, helping Brittany get funeral arrangements sorted for her mum. Its now Saturday, the day of the funeral. Santana woke up bright and early coz she already suspects that its gonna be really hard for Brittany to get ready for the day.*

*and although Layla is near enough an independent teenager, she also has had sam help her with pretty much everything ever since she heard the news about her Grandma a week ago*

Sam: *woke up to little whimpers coming from beside him* its ok cupcake... dada's here! *pulls Layla in closer, letting her wrap herself up in sam's embrace like a little koala*

Layla: i -i don't wanna s-s-say g-goodbye! *was sobbing quietly into sam's chest*

Sam: *felt his heart breaking having to see his daughter like this* i know baby! *kisses Layla on the head and cuddles her*... how about you snuggle here while i go hop in the shower and get myself ready. Then i can come help you with whatever you need. *waits patently for an answer but only getting a little nod from Layla* alright sweetheart, I wont be long! *give Layla one last kiss on the head then gets his stuff and disappears into his bathroom*

*back at san and Britt's place*

Santana: *went to the toilet then back over to try wake Brittany up* rise and shine you sexy thing! *tries to have a positive attitude in hopes that it will distract Brittany from the heaviness today will bring*

Brittany: *groans and pulls the covers over her head* noooo... its too early! *was whining like a teenager on a Monday morning*

Santana: *chuckles to herself* come on my little drama queen, its not that early! *smiles as she pulls the cover away from Brittany's face to reveal her sleeping beauty, who was totally pretending to be asleep right now*

Brittany: *eventually opens her eyes to find san already smiling down at her in a daze* do we really have to? *was still speaking in a whiny tone coz she really wasn't looking forward to the day*

Santana: *could see in the blondes eyes that its dawned on her, what today is. San smiles sympathetically at Brittany* would it make you feel better if I shower with you? *smirks a little, already knowing the answer*

Brittany: *smirks back at the brunette* well duh... *chuckles as does san*

Santana: *stood up and reaches her hands out to Brittany* come on then!

*with that the couple disappear into the bathroom and shower as quick as they can so they aren't late for picking up sam and Layla at 11am*

*with all the extra emotions slowing things down, Santana pulls up outside sam's place just after 11am.

*sat in the passenger seat, Brittany was going through so many emotions. Rspecially since she hasn't seen Layla in person in a week. Brittany fears that Layla will be mad at her for changing their usual plans. All they have been able to do is text on snapchat here and there.*

Santana: *sent sam a text, letting him know they are here. Then she turns to Brittany, reaching out to take hold of her hand and get her attention* what you thinking about baby? *was being extra protective of the blonde today, for obvious reasons*

Brittany: *had started to tear up from her thoughts so she keeps her head down* did i do the right thing?

Santana: *furrows her brows in confusion* what'd you mean?

Brittany: *finally look up at Santana* I'm the worst mother ever...

Santana: *shakes her head in disbelief that Brittany would ever say that about herself* no you're not! What makes you say that baby? *lightly rubs the back of Brittany's hand to comfort her the best she can*

Brittany: i am! Ive literally just abandoned Layla for a whole week. All I've done is text her a few times. *gets herself even more worked up because she truly believes the things she is saying about herself*

Santana: *gave Brittany a look of pure sympathy* babe... i promise you that you have done absolutely nothing wrong, ok? ... you have had a rough week and I'm sure Layla will totally understand why you have been a little distant. *sees that Brittany still isn't really convinced*

Layla: *walks over to the car with sam. She can see that san had her back turned so she decided to be funny and open the driver door quickly* Boo! *laughs as san curses and puts her hand on her heart*

Santana: *looks up at the cheeky grin on Layla's face* if your mother wasn't in earshot id totally cuss you out right now! *playfully rolls her eyes as Brittany and sam chuckle and Layla just sticks her tongue out at the brunette*

*much to Santana's surprise, she was able to have a laugh with Layla for the majority of the car journey. Shes happy that Brittany was also making a few comments here and there. San was really worried about Brittany when she was talking so down on herself earlier*

*at the church*

*Santana practically had to hold Brittany's weight as they walked into the church and over to the front row. Sam was close behind doing the exactly same with Layla, as she kept her head hidden into her dads side*

*soon enough they were all told to stand as the coffin was rolled in and placed at the front of the church, right in front of Brittany. They stood for a minute or so and nothing could be heard except for Brittany's sobbing*

*after the funeral! Everyone started to exit the church and head to the graveyard for the burial. Brittany of course took some time to find enough strength to actually get out the car again*

Santana: *was currently crouched outside the passenger door, with her hand's in Brittany's trembling ones* its almost over baby! You're doing so well! ...I'm so so proud of you *kisses Brittany's hands*