(Brittany's Pov)
By the time we settle in the car, I'm relaxed now and just lazily stroke Santana's hair. She doesn't seem to mind the comfort and I just sit there with her as she seems to just look at everything happening outside the car. She shifts into me to snuggle more into me and I yell in pain. She quickly moves as I hiss and without thinking, she reaches into my pants and search for whatever the hell it was. I blush a very deep shade of pink as she's so busy with her hand in my pants. She finally pulls her hand out and it my house key. I laugh at how Riley's a true ass and take my key from her. She lays back down on me again and I speak.
"This is my fault. If I would have never pushed you away when we got here, this would have never happened" I say looking at her but she makes no emotions. I think of something to cheer her up and sigh.
"You asked me why I won't come out of the closet. Once upon a time, I came out of the closet and felt a world of pain. I was around the age of 15,when I told my parents. It was family night but lily was stuck on her homework so we waited by watching a movie. I told my parents that I like girls the way they loved each other and that I was gay. I've never felt so small or low as those words left my mouth" I say looking ahead as I remember that day clearly.
"That was until the next thing they did was look at me like I was a piece of shit. I felt lower and smaller and the words spoken by them afterwards were full of pain and hate and it killed me. The two that always been there, Never left my side, always had my back. The two I needed the most in the world, gone. They shunned me and kicked me out of The house. They're rich as hell so they pay for all my stuff and bought me my house at 15. I honeslty think it was suppose to make themselves feel better, but I haven't seen them in almost six years. That was the first and last time I had ever came out" I say as a tear slide down my face.
"I had nightmares for weeks. I was lonley for weeks and that's why I had that nightmare about you. You make it hard to ignore the fact that I'm gay. You make me feel giddy, loved, like I'm back in highschool again. When I'm with you, I don't care what people say or do...." I say as I look at the hoodie she has on.
"However, I am nervous about telling the gang. They're the only family I got and Im scared to lose them. I'm scared as hell Santana. You asked me why I won't come out and its not necessarily even because of what others will think, but becuase of what they will think. I know they support and love us all, I do. But My parents say they support "gays" but when I told them how I'm gay......I get kicked out because of it. I don't want to ever relive that feeling again" I say laughing with tears streaming down my face.
She opens her mouth to speak, but the doors open and her mouth instantly close. I drive us back home to our house and Santana falls asleep on the way there. I pull up and sigh as were finally home. They all get out and I ask Riley to bring me a blanket. I cover Santana up good before taking her into the house. I never missed home so much. I lay her in her bed and take off that hoodie to wash. I throw another blanket on her before taking a shower and flopping on my bed. I instantly pass out.
(Next morning)
"Brittany" I hear whispered as someone is shaking me.
"Brittany" I hear again and groan.
"What" I say and get sh'd. I frown as I speak.
"Did you just shush me" I say only to get sh'd again.
"I was going to ask you if your busy but obviously you must be" I hear and frown.
"What the hell are........." I stop as I feel movement and turn to see Santana up underneath me. I nod now understanding and kick lily out. I get up and yawn as santana just snores the cutest snore ever and I smirk. I turn on spongebob for when she wakes up and change my clothes to a sports bra and spandex. I do some warm up routines before dancing to my performance song. We're suppose to sing a song with meaning and I chose make it rain, by Ed Sheeran.
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