Rumor Has It

Chapter 9

(Brittany's POV)

Santana had just left. I was sitting on my bed resting against the headboard. My mind was all over the place. What just happened? Me and Santana were about to kiss. Me and Santana were about to kiss! And Quinn had to interrupt it! I huffed into my hands.

Knock knock knock

I looked up to see Quinn poking her head through the door. I playfully rolled my eyes at her.

"What do you need, cock block?" She gave a light chuckle and sat next to me. "Believe it or not, I didn't mean to interrupt." I glanced over at her. She almost looked apologetic. "It almost happened, Q!" I smiled at the thought of kissing Santana. I glanced over at Quinn who had a genuine smile on her face.

"You really like her, don't you?" I Sat back against the headboard. I did really like her. I liked her a lot actually.

"You have no idea, Q" I smiled goofily. "She has this thing about her that I can't get enough of." I looked up to see the blonde listening intently. "It's like every time I'm with her, or see her, I get chills. It's like she takes my breath away. And when we touch it's like electricity glides through my body. It sounds cheesy but it's so true." Quinn had a cheek bunching grin.

"I'm so happy for you, B." She pulled me into a quick hug. "I am too, Q." She sighed and got up. "Oh Thursday I'm picking you up for lunch." I looked at her confused. "I'm 8 months pregnant, B. Soon I'm not going to be able to go out and eat lunch whenever. So I'm going to make the best of it." I nodded with a smile and with that she walked out.

I decided to take a shower. I got up and walked into my bathroom. I turned on the water and got undressed, stepping into the shower shortly after.

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After I got out of the shower I got into my usual sleep attired and walked into the living room. Quinn was sitting on the couch looking down at her belly and rubbing it. I stood at the hall archway admiring the scene in front of me. I loved getting to be here with Quinn during this process. It feels so magical.

I walked over and sat next to Quinn. I rested my head on her shoulder and my hand on her belly. She put her hand on top of mine and I smiled. Just as I was about to pull away I felt a nudge against my hand. My head popped up and I looked over at Quinn who had a huge grin on her face.

"Was that..?" I asked wide eyed. Believe it or not I've never felt the baby kick. Yeah I've felt her stomach but the baby wasn't moving. She smiled and nodded. I looked down at my hand and smiled. It seemed to never stop growing.

"Wow." I let out a breath. I couldn't contain my smile.

"I forgot you've never felt her kick before." The blonde said gently. She moved my hand around her belly along with the little movements. I loved every second of this. I can't wait until I have a baby. It's always been my dream to have a kid.

"How about you and I call it a night and watch a movie?" Quinn suggested. I looked over at her hesitantly. "That's fine as long as you pick the movie this time." My eyes widened at the memory of the previous movie we watched. She giggled reaching for the remote. "How about we watch the Lion King?" My eyes lit up. "Yes!" I basically squealed. The Lion King is one of my all time favorite movies. Same with Quinn. I will never get tired of watching it. She selected the movie and set the remote down on the coffee table.

We were about 45 minutes into the movie. Quinn was asleep. I didn't blame her though. Everyday is getting more and more tiring for her. I picked up my phone to check the time and to my surprise I had a missed call from Santana. I clicked on her contact and walked into my room to call her back. It rang for a bit before she picked up.

"Hello?" Her raspy voice echoed through the phone.

"Hey San I'm sorry I missed your call, what's up?" I heard her release a shaky breath. I cocked my brows. Was she crying?

"Hey what's wrong?" I asked almost too eagerly. It was silent for a moment before she spoke up.

"It's Celeste" she started. I still hated that name with a passion. "What about her?" I asked carefully. "She uh-well she's been drinking a lot lately, and she called me after I got home. She was clearly drunk and she was being very mean." My cheeks started to heat up. I didn't think it was possible to hate someone so much, but I do.

"What did she say?" I was growing angry. "She was just bringing up stuff from my past, my insecurities. Things that she swore to never bring up. I don't know I guess it just got to me." She said almost timidly. I wanted to punch something, more like someone. How could you do that to someone?

"I'm going to kill he-" I was cut off by a raspy voice.

"Britt it's okay. I shouldn't even care what she says." That didn't matter to me though. I was angry. Really angry. It's like I couldn't control myself. "Britt?" She asked carefully. I just stayed silent. I didn't want her to notice how mad I was. I'm generally I nice person but something about Celeste just sets me off. "Britt?" She started again. I let out a sigh.

"I'll call you back." I didn't know what I was doing but before I knew it I hung up and was walking out my bedroom door. "Brittany?" Quinn was awake now. She was sitting on the couch. I ignored her and reached for my coat. I didn't know what I was gonna do if I found Celeste. But I really wanted to knock some sense into her.

"Brittany hey woah calm down, what's wrong?!" Quinn asked grabbing onto my shoulders. The more I thought about Celeste the more worked up I became. "Let me go, Quinn." I huffed trying to get out of her grip but she tightened her fingers on my collar. "Brittany no I've never seen you like this what's going on?" She looked at me with wide eyes. I sighed and dropped my head.

"I'm going to knock some sense into that self centered bitch." I raised my voice. I've never done that around Quinn before. "Brittany I don't know what's going on, but if you think I'm letting you walk out that door like this your crazy." Her grip on my jacket never let up. I finally looked at her in the eyes. She pursed her lips together. "Come sit down and explain." She walked me over to the couch. I set my elbows on my legs and buried my face in my hands.

"I don't know why she gets under my skin so easily!" I huffed. She was rubbing my back now.

"Who?" Quinn was asked clearly confused. Quinn knows about the situation with Celeste. But we haven't talked about it too much.

"Celeste" I sat back against the couch. "She called Santana earlier talking out of her ass like a self centered ignorant little bitch." Quinn's eyes were wide at my choice of words. I've never acted like this in front of Quinn before but I had to get it off my chest. "She was being so inconsiderate! Making Santana feel like she's little to nothing!" I was getting worked up again. Quinn could obviously tell and grabbed my hands.

"Calm down, B. Take a deep breath." I did as she told. "I get your upset about what Celeste said, but going out and trying to do whatever to her isn't going to make things better." Quinn was right. I don't even know what I was thinking. She dipped her head down to find my eyes. "What you need to do is go make sure Santana is okay." My head shot up and my eyes widened.

"Oh my god" I sighed. "I'm such an asshole." Quinn giggled. "No your not. You just got worked up." I looked at her and smiled. "Thanks Q." She gave me a lopsided grin and stood up, pulling me up with her. "Go get your girl Pierce!" She patted my butt as I walked to the door. I was about to open it when I realized something.

"I don't even know where she lives." Quinn giggled at me.

"What am I gonna do with you, Pierce."