Started As A Joke (Brittana Fanfic)

You Call The Shots

(Santana's Pov)

"Me, it couldn't have been me. We didn't have sex" She says and I laugh nervously as I scratched my head and sit on the bed.

"Come here" I say and  she walks over to me and sit on the bed.

"You remember last week. How I didn't really talk to you. Me not talking to you kind of backfired on me. I went from wanting you to needing you in the matter of two weeks. You sleeping next to me half naked, didn't help at all" I say and She laughs.

"You didn't rape me, did you" she says smirking while wiggling her eye brows and I slap her as she laugh.

"Seriously Brittany. For two seconds stop playing around. No I didn't rape you, I don't really understand what happened. All I know is, I woke up with your fingers in me" I say and she just shrugs.

"I'm really upset that sleepy Santana and drunk Santana will litterally hump me, sleep or awake but sober Santana won't even date me" she says smirking and I slap her.

"So your making jokes instead of saying anything else" I say and she smirks.

"I'm happy you gave me your virginity but sad I wasn't awake. Maybe we should have retry" she says and I scoff.

"What, you humped my hand. I was sleeping soundly and used against my will" she says and I suck my teeth.

"You liked it" I say and she nods yeah while I laugh.

"So will you please stay because I want you here with me" I say and she smirks.

"Can I ask you something" she says and I nod.

"Do you still think we don't belong together. Because obviously your body says otherwise" she says and I sigh.

"I want you Brittany, I do but I just feel like you can do so much better. I'm not even talking looks wise, I'm talking personality" I say and she sighs.

"Brittany let's face it. What will I be in life in 20 years, hell in a few more years. What will you be. My personality is so shitty. I am a mean manipulative and self centered, stuck up bitch. I get what I want and if I don't, I will give anyone in my way hell. I don't give to others and I have been physically, emotionally and mentally damaged my whole life. You are an angel. You give and you give but never take. You took us in and have constantly done nothing but help. Your laugh is contagious and your smile is out of the world. Your heart is filled with happiness and love and mercy and I don't want to take that from you. I don't care what you say Brittany. You can say I'm scared that you will leave or hurt me but the truth is, I don't deserve you. Name one thing in my life I have ever done that was positive" I say and she keeps quiet but glares at me.

"Do I get a say in this" she says and I sigh but wait to hear her speak.

"I don't care what you say Santana. I don't care if I have to pin it to my fucking forehead. What happened in the past is in the past. You have helped me so much and you don't even know it. I was about to drop out of school before you came. You pushed me to do better. I was about to walk away from my friends and little sister because life just became too much for me and on that same night, I got you" she growls and I frown as a tear threatens to slide down her face. I get off the bed and bend down in front of her.

"What do you mean" I say and she laughs. She gets up and walk to the door. Before walking out, she speaks.

"You know what I mean, you do. Your not dumb Santana. My parents hated my guts, my sister was always out and about. My friends had their loved ones. Yeah they were around but wrapped up in their own little word. I had no one. I had nothing until you showed up. That's why I was so quiet, because I never had a reason to. You are so much more to me than you think Santana and it hurts me everyday.......every fucking day that you think otherwise" she says and slams the door behind her. I sigh and rub my head as I lay bed on the bed. Brittany never told me her reason of being with me. She didn't even argue with me not wanting to be with her. She just kind of goes with the flow.