Started As A Joke (Brittana Fanfic)

Death Beats Unwanted

(Brittany's Pov)

"......In return, I want a kiss" she says and she's beyond wasted. I get upset becuase she's teasing what I really want to do. I just let her go and walk off. I hear the laughing die down and I know she was making light of a joke but that one hit home. I like Santana and the more she's around me, the harder it is for me to deny that. I go in the house to help with dinner and start cutting up some vegetables as everyone comes in.

"Hey, little bitch was trying to go up to your room earlier" I hear and I cut so hard, I left a scratch on the cutting board.

"That's not her name" I say alittle annoyed becuase not only is that degrading but she's sitting right in the living room.

"Why are you worried about that, when I just said she was trying to creep on you. She's a full on pervert brittany. First she's an escort and next, she's stalking you like a hawk" he says and I cut so hard the knife breaks off of the handle. I gained everyone's attentions except for Santana, who looks uncomfortable and unwanted.

"Shut the fuck up. She was checking on me becuase I told her one minute and I was gone alot longer. She wanted to make sure I was okay. She was thrown in the buisness for not even a day at that and oh yeah, go fuck yourself" I growl as I grab another knife and start cutting more shit up and he looks at me in shock.

"So it's true. You do choose that bitch over us" he says walking closer to me and I immedalty slam his face on the counter. The knife I was holding is now near his throat.

"Brittany" kurt says warningly but I just glare at Puckerman. He looks alarmed, seeing I never showed this side of me. I lower myself to him and growl so harsh and low.

"I told you not to call her that" I say as quinn tries to walk up but I just glare at her and she stops in her tracks. I lower myself to him again but everyone can still here.

"Call her a bitch one more time, I dare you. Just say it. I dare you to say Santana, your a bitch" I growl as she's now watching us. My eyes soften as I watch her and as I do puck speaks.

"Santana your a bitch" he growls with so much venom, so much hate. As I stand before him, I'm no longer brittany but the small piece I try to keep hidden inside of me. I instantly grab his hand as he struggles to pull from me and I raise the knife.

"For everytime, bitch comes out of your mouth.....you lose a finger. You said it 3 times, so I hope you know how to finger a girl with your non-dominant hand" I say as he looks insanely scared and I swing hard and fast. Ready to make this asshole feel the pain he made Santana feel, emotionally.

"Don't" she says so calmly and quietly but I hear her and stop. I lean down to puck and growl.

"That Bitch........" I say putting the empathise on bitch.

"Just saved your only quality. You say she's the bitch but look how I got you pinned to the counter like a bitch" I say and let go. I watch him get up and turn as he tries to run towards me and I punch him hard and low in the gut.

"That's for telling her she has an ugly ass face" I say as he's bends over, trying to catch his breath. I head straight upstairs and just try to enjoy the rest of the night.

(Santana's Pov)

I talk with shane and kurt for alittle while before going upstairs. I wanted to run right after her but quinn held my arm and nodded no with a worried look. I snuck off upstairs to see her laying down watching Tv. She looks at me and rolls her eyes as she speaks.

"That's the best they can do" she says with a smirk and now it's my turn to roll my eyes.

"Nope" I say and she frowns confused. I take off the pants she let my borrow and took off the bra I was wearing. I'm still in a big T-shirt before I jump into her bed.