The Bachelorettes (Brittana Glee Fic)

The Promise

"Nice to meet you all. My name is Dr. Brittany S. Pierce. I am a veterinarian."

Our eyes met and I saw it. Flashes of anger in those blue eyes. Just for me. Only for me.

She raises her left eyebrow at me and I have no choice but to look away.

Rachel walks towards her and introduces herself. Good thing she was distracted so I stand up to get myself a drink again. I guess I need a drink more than ever.

Memories of the past haunted me. The memories that had happened seven years ago.

"Have you had enough Santana?" her eyes are flaring with anger. She gritted her teeth and I knew that she was trying to fight her tears away. I hurt her and I was guilty. But I just did what I had to do. But she can't know that.

"Why are you mad at me? It's not my fault that your boyfriend is crazy over me." I said, giving her my best bitchy attitude.

"Finn is not my boyfriend! And now he will never be!" she said. "And it's because of you! And you know that! You've been making my life hell ever since we met and I don't know what I did to you so bad that----" she choked back her tears and I controlled myself not to lean forward and kiss her tears away.

"I hate you Santana! I hate you so much that I don't want to see your face ever again!" she continued.

"It's been a long time."

Her voice cut my reverie. I turn around to face her. I can't show her my weakness.

Because she is my weakness. Brittany S. Pierce. The one and only. The girl that can never be mine.

"Does your sister know you're here?" I ask, ignoring her statement.

She rolls her eyes at me. "Quinn is not my babysitter Santana. Neither are you."

I chuckle. "Oh really? Then tell me. Why did you sign up for this?"

She smirks at me and invades my space. She is towering over me now, her eyes never leaving me as she steals my wine glass, her fingers brushing mine.

She takes a sip while staring at me and I felt the need to swallow hard.

"I'm here to find love Santana. And this time, I won't let you ruin it." she said then walks away.

I exhaled a deep breath then I follow her. "Oh yeah? So you think you could win him over me?" I smirk.

She stops walking and face me. "Stop Santana. Leave me alone. I don't want to be involve in your games anymore."

"What games?" I shamelessly checked her out. "Is it my fault that---"

She cuts me off. "Yes Santana. It is exactly your fault. You can have all the guys and GIRLS that you want but you chose to steal what was mine!" She made an emphasis to the word 'girls' that I flinched. I look around if there's any video camera and thankfully, there wasn't.

"Would you keep your voice down?" I said, reprimanding her.

"No one knows?" She asked, then laugh at my face.

I narrow my eyes at her. "Don't you dare." I warned.

"It will be a matter of time before someone knows." Then she leans over me and whispers something in my ears. "Just don't get caught making out with one of the bachelorettes."