Santana's POV 2 Days Before:
"No man hands, you're not," I say rolling my eyes, smiling.
"Whatever, just get dressed in something more casual," she says
"Ok, fine," I growl
I put on some ripped jeans and a white shirt. I then put on a black leather jacket. When I get downstairs Rachel is sitting on the couch waiting for me.
"Come on man hands I'm ready," I say
"Santana I-," she starts
"PLEASE STOP SAYING MY NAME IN EVERY SENTENCE!"
We walk out of my house and Rachel digs around in her pockets. She hands me a small card and I frown at it. It's a fake ID.
"Where did you get this from?" I ask raising a brow
"From Quinn. And she got it from Puck," she says
"So you're all in on whatever the hell this is?" I ask
"Nope only me Quinn and Kurt," she says smiling
"Where the hell are we going Berry?" I ask
"You'll see Santana," she says
We continue to walk until we make it to a really crowded looking bar. I don't pay attention to the name, and instead, we show the bouncer our ID's. When we walk in I see a bunch of waitresses barely clothed.
"What the hell, this is a gay bar Berry!" I almost shout.
"Yeah it is," she says
"Why are we here? I never knew you swung that way Berry" I growl
"Because we have to be here, and no Santana I don't. Why don't you want to be here?" she asks
"But I'm not g-," I start
"Santana this is about Brittany," she says
"What does she have to do with this?" I ask
"Just hear me out. Stay here for the night. Enjoy yourself. But I need you really think about things," she says
"But there's one problem Yentl. I'M NOT GAY!" I shout
"Then stand up and walk out of here right now," she says
I stay sitting down.
Brittany's POV current time:
I wake up in my own house and I'm not sure when or how I got here. The last thing I remember was taking some pills at Santana's house. There's a horrible taste in my mouth and I feel hungover when I never even drank anything. I look at my phone and see there are no new texts. Not surprising no one cares. No, Santana cares. I drag myself out of bed and I get myself ready for the day. I have to wear my Cheerios uniform, but my legs are still scarred. So instead I put on the cheerios sweatpants and the cheerios jacket with it. It's not all that warm out today so I'm sure no one will question in. I don't have an appetite, I haven't had an appetite in days even if I forced myself to eat something. But today I don't even try to eat. I know I shouldn't take my medicine on an empty stomach, but I take 2 of each anyway. I walk out of the house and the world seems like it's spinning. Everything sounds muffled for a while until I make it to Santana's house. She's already outside waiting for me and once I see her smile it seems as if everything clears up.
"Hey Britt-Britt," she says
"Hi San," I say smiling at her
"Britt you shouldn't be wearing those sweatpants. You know Sue, she only believes we should wear the sweatpants if we're borderline dying," she says
"Well I was cold, so she'll just have to deal with it," I lie
Santana throws me a questioning look, and I just give her a small smile. We get into her car and she begins driving. I just lean my head on the window and I stay silent shifting in between reality and my own little world. I don't even realize Santana has been calling me until she softly shakes my shoulder.
"Britt-Britt?" she asks
"Yeah?" I croak out
"Are you sure you're doing ok? You're burning up but you said you were cold, are you sick?" she asks
"No, I'm not," I say looking away
"I still have your extra Cheerios skirt in the trunk from when you left it at my house somehow, do you want it?" she asks
"NO!" I almost shout. She raises a brow
"No, I don't," I say quieter this time
The light changes and she begins driving again.
"Britt I'm getting kinda worried about you. Somethings not right and I need you to talk to me," she says
"There's nothing wrong San, and there's nothing to talk about," I say lying through my teeth
She sighs and shakes her head. We get to the school early so she parks and turns to me in the car.
"I know there's something you're not telling me. It's painfully obvious B. And of course, I would never force you to tell me anything, but it's you and me against the world. You're my best friend B. And I really care about you so I really hope you're ok," she says
I look up and contemplate telling her but something in me stops myself.
"Ok," I choke out. I didn't deny it, so now she definitely knows something is wrong. She leans over the gearshift and pulls me into a hug. I begin to pull away when she grabs my face. She places a soft wet kiss on my cheek, and I feel my heart rate pick up. My eyes widen, and even though it was a simple kiss on the cheek it has this effect on me. It means she's trying. She's willing to give this a try. Whatever this is. I smile and she smiles at me.
"Alright come on, let's go in," she says, breaking eye contact.
I nod and force myself to move. We walk out of the car and head into school. She goes to talk to Quinn and I stick with Kurt. For the first time in months, I attend all of my classes that day.
(A/N: Sorry for the late update, I had huge writer's block, but I got some new ideas so new chapters will be coming out soon. Lmk how the chapter was, and if you want you guys can leave suggestions)
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Lose Myself: A Brittana Story
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