Rumor Has It

Chapter 5

(Brittany's POV)

We all walked out of the restaurant. Santana said she needed some air and so did all of us. Even though we weren't the ones fighting, Santana's rage gets everyone heated. It's cute though.

We all walked down to the park down the road. We sat down at bench closest to us. It was right in front of the small pond off the the side of the park. Santana was pretty calm now. She just looked...I don't know, exhausted? She was staring out at the fountain in the middle of the pond. I wish I could just make her feel better. Like I could just make a potion to make everyone happy! Puck broke the silence.

"Me and Sam are gonna go pick up some food from breadstix. What do y'all want?" He asked mostly to Santana.

"I'm not hungry." Santana stayed looking out into the water. I didn't want her to be hungry for Dance because that's not healthy. "She'll have the number 7. Same for me." I replied. They boys just nodded and walked off, leaving Santana and I alone.

We sat in silence for about 5 minutes before she spoke up.

"Why can't I let her go?" She asked. Almost in a whimper. It broke my heart hearing her like this. I've never seen her cry. Or even act vulnerable.

I looked over to see a single tear running down her face. I scooted closer and wrapped her in my arms. Yuhp. This was her breaking point.

"Shh it's okay." I repeated rocking her back and forth. She was at a quiet sob now. I could beat Celeste for making Santana feel this way. And I'm not even a violent person! My thoughts were interrupted when I heard her mumble something against my chest. "What?" I asked gently.

"I just don't want to be alone." She repeated in almost inaudibly. I furrowed my brows. "What makes you think you will be alone?" She started fumbling with her hands. "At least with Celeste I had someone. I wouldn't be alone if I always had her calling me or texting." She sounded disappointed in herself. All this time she's spent with Celeste even though it hurt, was because she didn't want to be alone. I hugged her close to me.

"Oh honey, you will never be alone. Not while I'm around." I smiled a little. And that was true. As long as I'm walking on this planet, Santana Lopez will never be alone.

"Thank you, Britt." She let go and leaned back against the bench. I looked back into her eyes. They weren't nearly as cloudy. I smiled at the fact that I might have had something to do with making her feel better.

"This means a lot, you know." She exclaimed looking away for a brief moment. I reached my hand out to grab hers. Just a reflex I guess.

"Of course. I will always be here." She gave me a soft smile and a nod. We stayed in a comfortable silence until we heard footsteps approaching.

"Okay lovebirds break it up, we've got food!" Sam sat the bag on the bench and began taking out everything. Sans face literally lit up at the sight of food. Yeah 'I'm not hungry' my ass. We sat and ate for about 15 minutes before going back to City Lights to finish up the second routine.

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It was around 4:30 as I was just getting home. I walked through the door to see Quinn sitting on the couch like normal. Tuned into her favorite show, family guy. I swear she has like a weird fetish or something. I kicked off my shoes and slumped down on the couch next to her. I was tired to say the least. We worked one of our most complex routines today. Quinn looked over at me and giggled. I scowled at her playfully.

"You look great" she chuckled. I just rolled my eyes and hit her arm playfully. "Yeah I would like to see you get out on that dance floor and do what I do for 3 and a half hours everyday." I huffed and threw my head back against the couch. I smiled to myself at the thought of preggers over there dancing. "You know I would kill it out there. Don't even lie." She stuck her belly out and started wiggling. I let out a chuckle and got up. "I need to take a shower. I feel gross." I exclaimed moving to the bathroom.

"Yeah you should. You stink." She feigned a disgusted expression and waved me off. I rolled my eyes and walked into the bathroom.

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After my shower I walked into my room to get changed into my usual sleep attire. Which was a sports bra and pajama pants. I put on my bra and underwear, but when I went to grab some pajama pants there weren't any. "Ugh are you kidding me." I huffed. That means Quinn stole them again or they are all dirty. I walked out of my room and into the living room. My damp hair dripping on the carpet.

"Quinn if you took my pj pants again I swear I will- JESUS!" I yelped grabbing the closest blanket and wrapping it around me.

I did not expect to walk in the living room and see Santana of all people standing there with Quinn. Her eyes were wide and her cheeks were a deep shade of crimson. I could have swore I saw a smirk creep up on her lips. I looked at Quinn who was just laughing away. I scolded her.

Once she was done laughing she looked over at Santana with a smirk, then back at me. "I washed them. They should be in the dryer." She giggled. I quickly rushed down the hall and into the laundry room, putting on my pants. I can't believe Santana just saw me half naked. I huffed to myself before walking back into the living room. I walked in just in time to see a blushing Santana swat a smirking Quinn away. I cocked a brow at the two but shook it off.

"Oh and the stripper returns" Quinn said cockily. I glared at her and crossed my arms over my stomach. "Chill B, I'm kidding. Plus Santana enjoyed the show anyways." She said nonchalantly and walked over to the counter to go through the mail. I glanced at Santana who was turning her head away from me. I walked over to the counter and sat down at one of the bar stools in front of Quinn. Santana came and sat next to me on the other one.

"So why are you even here?" She turned to face me. "I don't know, I just wanted some company I guess." She exclaimed with a smile. I smiled back warmly. But I could tell she was hiding something. Or she wanted to say something. I glanced over at Quinn who was still sorting mail. I looked back at Santana who was now fumbling with her fingers. Yeah she definitely has something on her mind. I was about to speak up but before I could she spoke.

"Britt can I talk to you about something?" She asked almost timidly. I don't know why she was acting scared. It's not like I'm some weirdo. "Yeah of course." I stood up and walked to my bedroom, gesturing her to follow. She sat down on my bed and started fumbling with her hands again. I sat next to her and grabbed ahold of her hands. "Calm down" she just looked up and took a deep breath. I moved my hands away and sat against my headboard.

"I broke up with Celeste. For good this time."