Santanas POV
I was led in bed alone with my thoughts when I heard the door close shut. I sat up quickly and looked over at the door.
I sat there not saying anything just waiting to see if I could hear anything.
Moments later Brittany came in and sat down beside me. My nose crinkled from the slight smell of alcohol that was coming off of her.
"Where have you been?" I asked her turning to look at her.
"I was out. Like I said" she answered bluntly.
"I guessed it was out but where out?" I was starting to get a little annoyed.
"What are you my mother?" She speech was kinda drunk and she was starting to get annoyed back at me.
"What the heck is wrong with you?!" I snapped at her
"Nothing's wrong with me" she snapped back
"Sure Brittany sure"
I jumped up grabbing my phone and sweatshirt and walked out of the apartment.
"Santana wait"
I ignored her closing the door behind me and sliding down it so my back was against it and I was looking at the wall opposite.
