Santanas POV
I hung up the phone the second I knew it was Brittany on the other end. I don't want to deal with her right now.
I get back to the apartment I share with hummelberry and walk in on them watching some Broadway movie.
Hummel looked over at me "Santana I though you were staying at Brittany's"
"Don't mention that name around me please" I snap as I walk into my bedroom and slam the door shut.
I fall backwards onto my bed and stare blankly up to the ceiling. I feel life less. I though maybe this time it would work. But again I guess I was wrong
Hummel came in and sat down on the edge of my bed.
"Hey San I know it sucks Okay. Just know you have me and Rachel to talk to ok"
"Okay" was all I could say
Hummel walked out and gently closed the door to me room.
*five hours later*
I haven't moved but suddenly I feel someone sit down on my bed. I roll over onto my side so my back is facing them.
"Lady Hummel I'm so not in the mood" I say
"It's not Kurt" the soft voice says
"QUINN!" I squeal and sit up to face her.
