Chapter Forty-Four - Drops of Jupiter
"Ignore me, I'm just grabbing my things!" I stated, walking into me and Santana's room where she and Quinn had been messing around in bed if I wasn't so drunk and desperate to get back to Blaine, I might have thought more of it. I had been wearing his dress shirt, which covered everything it needed too given how short I was. I liked wearing his shirt, as I knew it meant he hadn't been wearing it and I'd get to return too soon enough.
"Somebody having fun with their Warbler?" Santana nodded, and I realised she was indicating to the large hickey that was on my neck, my curly hair in a messy ponytail.
"It looks like you two are having plenty of fun as well," I teased, as I finished putting everything back into my suitcase.
"You could have joined us, I'd offer for Blaine to come too but I'm not really into that," Santana remarked, and I rolled my eyes.
"Another time Santana I would gladly join both of you beautiful ladies, but I've kind of left Blaine tied up so I should get back," I winked, zipping up my suitcase and heading to the door.
"And to think I thought he was 'a top' all this time," Santana muttered, shaking her head.
I chuckled, "Usually," before walking out of the room.
At school following the weekend, I was approached by the last person I thought would speak to me, Tina. "I think I owe you an apology."
"Several," I nodded, before turning to face her.
"I'm sorry I let my jealousy and bitterness get in the way of you and Blaine, I was stupid to think I ever stood a chance of getting in the way of you two, you're meant for each other and that's been obvious from the start." She began, and I was genuinely shocked to hear the words coming out of her mouth.
"I appreciate you apologising, but what spurred on the epiphany?" I chuckled curiously.
"You two singing together at the wedding, at first I was jealous but then I realised that you two are soulmates, and if I don't find a guy who can look at me the way Blaine looks at you then I don't know what I'm going to do," she admitted, smiling casually with her words.
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