STRIKE A POSE (Brittana Fanfic)

Pretty Fucking Dope

(Brittany's Pov)

After I screamed, my body just gives out and the last thing I remember is Claus running from the house.

"Britt, wake up" Blaine says quietly and I frown as my head is throbbing. I open my eyes to see myself on a table in a room. I look to the left of me and Santana is there still unconscious.

"What's going on" I barley get out and I can't see that clearly. I get up quickly, only for him to stop me.

"Woah there. You and Santana both are really weak" he says and I see in his eyes he wants to talk about it.

"I don't want to talk about it" I growl and he sighs.

"Brittany, We need to. With you being this close to Santana, she's not the only one in a sticky situation" he says and I just keep quiet.

"Theres nothing to talk about" I say as I get up and pull all the crap he connected to my body. I do the same to Santana and he snaps.

"Brittany, she's barley making it. She could die without that" he says worried and I frown.

"Heal her" I growl and he sighs.

"Santana power is complicated. I can't just heal her, like I do everybody else" he says and I frown. I put Santana down gently and push him towards her.

"No. Your going to heal her, or your going to be the next one on the table" I growl as I grip his hand and slam it on her body. Her body jumps at our touch and I pull my hand away.

"No Brittany, do it again. Maybe she doesn't need a heal, but to be revived. Together we're more of a defibulator" he says grabbing my hand and he rubs our hands together. I go wide eye as our hands start to spark and he slams it into Santana. Her eyes instantly shoot open and she breaths in a long air of breath as I take a huge breath of relief. She smiles at me before she goes back to sleep and I just smile because she's finally conscious again.

"She's going to need some rest, her body is still weak. Can you take her to her room for me" he asks and I nod okay. I pick her up and walk her to her room, which is all the way to the top floor. I walk out of the basement to the ground floor and see the gang looking anxious.

"You both are alive, good" Quinn says and I nod yeah. I try to walk past them but Emily blocks us.

"So what are you cutie. You have a banchi scream and wolf abilities, yet you just revived my sister" she says and I try to walk past her but she gets in my way.

"Move" I growl and she smirks. She looks at me and sizes me up.

"I don't think you have what it takes to hurt a fly" she says and I laugh.

"Want to find out" I say as I push past her and walk up the steps.

"We need to talk about this" Quinn says and I sigh.

"There's nothing to talk about" I say quietly but I know they all heard me.

I carry santana to her bedroom and drop her on her bed. I sigh because she's only like this becuase of me.

"You okay" I hear and laugh. I really really laugh and it turns into me crying.

"Why do bad things happen to good people" I say as I look at Santana.

"Because imagine a world where the bad, actually got what they deserved. God had to put the burden on someone so he chose good. Not because he hate us but because he know we can persevere" He says and I laugh.

"Yeah well god has put me through one hell of a ride in these past 20 years. I'm tired Noah. I just want to have peace" I say and he laughs.

"You never heard the saying Rest In Peace. Life is tough yes, but once your dead........your dead. You can sleep and be in peace when your dead. Difference is, you can't make a difference while your dead. Santana won't say anything but you have her heart. She might not say it but actions speak louder than words" he says and I just stare at her.