The Light At The End of the Tunnel

Chapter 16

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What we know so far:

5- Santana was abandoned when she was 5 and lived with Brittany until she was 7.

7-When she was 7 she was adopted by a family who was not able to get pregnant.

9-Santana was in her room with wounds on her legs and she had a baby sister.

12-When she was 12 she ran away from her adoptive family and showed up at Brittany's with bruises. She only stayed one night and Brittany wasn't allowed to tell anyone and they had their first real kiss.

14-When she was 14 she told her foster brother she thought she was gay and he got upset.

17- Brittany finds her in the park once again and she has a black eye. She comes to live with them

We last left off where Santana got sent to the principal's office for going off on Artie during class...

Santana walks out of detention that afternoon and sees Brittany sitting on the ground against the lockers across from the door. She is surprised to see her, but it makes her frown turn into a smile pretty quickly.

When the blonde sees her, she returns her a smile, stands up and brushes her butt off. "How long have you been waiting here?" Santana asks, her brows furrowing. She knew detention was long, but she didn't think it would outlast cheerio's practice. Although while she was inside, it felt like it had lasted through most of her life. It was 3 hours of absolutely nothing. She didn't even have enough homework to last more than and hour so the rest of the time all she could do was stare at the wall.

"Just like 5 minutes." Brittany answers with a shrug. They turn and head down the hallway towards the exit and Brittany can't help but chuckle, making Santana give her a confused look. "I'm sorry," Brittany apologizes, trying to contain her laughter. "But why did you have detention anyway?" She asks curiously.

Santana had text her after leaving the principals office, to tell Brittany she'd be in detention during Glee club and part of Cheerio's practice, but she hadn't explained why. She wasn't really sure what to tell Brittany. She didn't want to bring up Artie, but she also wasn't the best at lying. Not to Brittany anyway. "I was talking during class." Santana says simply. It wasn't a lie. And there isn't a point in bringing up Artie because, technically, if she's being fair it wasn't his fault anyway. She is the one who snapped and yelled at him in the middle of class. But he did provoke her.

Brittany stops and turns to Santana, raising a brow, "Talking?" She asks skeptically. Santana isn't really a talker, especially not during class. The few times that Brittany had tried to talk to her during the classes they have together, Santana would tell her that she's trying to pay attention, and then politely ignore her. Brittany actually found it kind of cute. She likes the nerdy side of Santana. "Who were you talking to?" She asks, as she continues walking again.

Santana bites down on her lip and grips onto her backpack straps a little tighter. "Some girl was asking me for help and she wouldn't leave me alone." Santana lies. "It's not a big deal, it was dumb." She adds with a shrug.

Brittany nods her head slowly and frowns, "Well I think it's kinda hot." Brittany says, a smirk slowly replacing her frown.

It's Santana who stops walking this time, and she looks at Brittany curiously. "What's hot?" She asks confused. A girl talking to her and asking for help is hot? What?

"You getting detention." She replies, turing to face Santana who still looks confused. "You got that whole bad girl thing going on." She further explains with a seductive grin. She glances around the hallway and when she sees nobody around, she pulls Santana into her by the belt loops on her jeans.

Santana gasps as her chest presses flush against Brittany's. She glances around them as well and relaxes when she sees that they are completely alone. She smiles at Brittany and gently lets her arms rest on Brittany's shoulders, her hands loosely clasping each other behind the blonde's neck. "You like that huh?" Santana asks with a grin.

Brittany hums in response and leans down placing a series of kisses on Santana's neck. "You being a badass, it's totally a turn on." Brittany mumbles against Santana's neck. She feels Santana freeze under her touch again so she places one last kiss and pulls back to look into Santana's eyes. "What's wrong?" She asks, concerned.

"Nothing," Santana says, shaking her head. The wrinkle between her brows smoothes out and she gives Brittany a smile. "I've always been a badass though," She replies, raising a challenging brow back at the blonde.

Brittany smirks and rolls her eyes, "Yeah, okay." She says, but Santana can tell she isn't convinced. Santana pouts slightly in response and lets out a small huff. "Will you go somewhere with me?" Brittany asks, changing the subject completely.

Santana looks a bit curious but she smiles and nods her head, "I'll go anywhere with you." She replies confidently.

Brittany leans in and places a soft kiss to Santana's lips before pulling away. She grabs Santana's hand and leads her down the hallway and out into the parking lot.

"Hey Britt?" Santana asks turning to glance at the blonde as they walk out to Brittany's car. "Can we not tell your parents about this?" Santana asks hesitantly. "It's just, it was stupid and I don't want them getting upset y'know?" She explains, stopping at the passenger side door of Brittany's car. She's nervous that if her parents find out they'll get really mad at her and she definitely doesn't want that. She just hopes that Brittany won't feel like they need to know about it.

"I won't say anything." Brittany promises. "I wouldn't tattle on you like that." She says with a small chuckle. She opens the passenger side door and motions for Santana to get in. Once she's situated in, Brittany closes the door and makes her way around to the drivers side.

They pull up to wherever Brittany is taking them and Santana looks eagerly around at her surroundings. When she notices they are at the park, she frowns. She can't even look at the playground without getting a heavy feeling in her chest.

"Are you okay?" Brittany's voice asks, pulling Santana from her trance.

She shakes her head and notices that Brittany has already gotten out of the car. She's now on Santana's side with the passenger door opened, waiting on Santana to get out. Santana opens her mouth to say something, but she just ends up closing it back and shaking her head. "Fine," She eventually squeaks out, still making no move to get out of the car.

"You don't look okay." Brittany says with a frown. "Do you not wanna go in?" Brittany asks, glancing back at the gates to the park.

Santana clears her throat, and bites down on her lip. She doesn't want to disappoint Brittany, because she can see how excited the blonde is to be here. But she also knows she can't go inside of that park. So she shakes her head, "This place doesn't bring up good memories for me." Santana says quietly, dropping her gaze down to her lap. She feels bad for ruining Brittany's plans, but she just can't go inside there. If she does, she may have a panic attack.

"Well I think it's time to make some good ones." Brittany tells her, grabbing one of her hands. "Besides, if you think about it, you already have good memories here." Brittany reminds her matter of fact. "We met here," Brittany says with a small smile. "And really, if it weren't for this place, we may not have ever met." She adds truthfully.

Santana lets a small smile appear on her face, and she nods her head. "I guess you're right." She answers quietly. She feels Brittany squeeze her hand, and it gives her the reassurance she needs. Taking a deep breath, she climbs out of the car and shuts the door behind her.

"You ready?" Brittany asks, turning to face the parks gate. "I'll be here with you." She assures her, pulling Santana closer to her.

Nodding her head, Santana takes in another deep breath and takes a step forward towards the gate. They walk inside and Brittany immediately leads them over to the same jungle gym that Brittany had found Santana at twice already. It makes Santana's gut wrench and she feels a little nauseous the closer they get, but she continues walking.

Brittany was right, this place is in her past and she needs to move on. She can't avoid this place forever. And like Brittany said, she actually has a lot of good memories here as well. This is where she met Brittany and this is where Brittany became her girlfriend when they were 5 years old. This is also where she was brought back to Brittany 10 years later.

"You okay?" Brittany asks, turning towards the brunette. She stops them when they get to the jungle gym and studies Santana's face. She wants Santana to be able to come here without having a panic attack, but she also realizes how hard it probably is for Santana to be here. She has a reason for bringing Santana here, but at the first sign of distress, she'll whisk Santana away and go somewhere else. She doesn't care if it'll sort of ruin her plan. She just wants Santana to be okay.

Santana's brow is furrowed as she runs her eyes over every inch of the plastic and metal. Her heart race has picked up and honestly she feels like she's about to have a panic attack. She doesn't want to be here. She's trying to remember all of the good memories here, but they're taken over by all of the bad. She tries thinking about the time she first met Brittany and the two years they spent here. While she was living with Brittany the first time, Susan brought them here almost every day to play. It'd been the happiest time of her life.

But then the good memories get pushed out and the bad ones take over. She can't help but be reminded as to why she was there in the first place and why she had to go home with Brittany. She also remembers when they'd come back to the park everyday for the next two years she'd look for her parents hoping that they would show up. But they never did.

Obviously living in a park wasn't glamourous. She hardly ate both times she was there and nights were freezing. She remembers being curled up in the tunnel because it was the most protected from the wind and the cold air. However, it wasn't fully enclosed and she'd lie awake at night, too cold to even be able to fall asleep.

There was also that one time when she was 16 a homeless guy approached her one night. She'd been scared out of her mind when he tapped her on her shoulder. She remembers picking her head up and being met with his dirty scruffy face right in her face. She'd jumped up so quickly she hit her head on the top of the tunnel, but it hadn't slowed her down from crawling out as fast as possible and heading for the top platform with the slide.

He was completely wasted and just asked her if she had any money on her. She of course bit his head off and told him if she had money she wouldn't be sleeping in the park.

He looked more terrified than she had, and scurried off quickly after her outburst. She was just happy he hadn't tried anything. It could have gone a lot worse than it did.

"Santana?" Brittany asks, pulling Santana from her memory. "Hey, it's okay," Brittany says, pulling Santana into a tight hug.

Santana sniffles and realizes she'd started crying. She wraps her arms tightly around Brittany's waist and buries her face into the blonde's neck. "I'm sorry," Santana apologizes. "I'm sorry," She repeats over and over again.

Brittany pulls back slightly, "Don't apologize." She says firmly. She reaches up and brushes Santana's hair away from her face, pushing it behind her ear. She then cups Santana's face in both her hands and wipes away the brunette's tears with her thumbs. "Do you want to leave?" She asks gently, looking directly into the brunette's dark eyes.

Santana inhales deeply through her mouth and glances around the area. Yes, she does. "No," is what comes out however. "No, I'll be okay." She assures the blonde, nodding her head. She wants to leave, but she also wants to force herself to stay here. Brittany is right, this place has good memories, and Santana can't be afraid of this place for the rest of her life. Sure, her life has been awful, but it's better than it has ever been right now. And she has this place to think for that. If she would have stayed anywhere else but here, she would have never been brought to Brittany. It was fate.

"Are you sure?" Brittany asks hesitantly.

Santana nods her head, and gives Brittany a small smile. "Yes, I just needed a minute." She tells her, sniffling. She brings her hand up to her face and wipes her eyes and her nose with her sleeve. "Do you want to swing or something?" She asks, glancing over at the swing set. It was always Brittany's favorite thing to do here when they were little. And Santana could definitely use a distraction. If she stands here in front of this jungle gym any longer, she'll lose it.

Brittany just nods her head and smiles. She leans in and places a soft but meaningful kiss to Santana's lips. "Tell me if you want to leave alright?" She asks, pulling away from the kiss. She waits until Santana nods, before leading the brunette over to the swing set.

They start swinging and a few minutes in, Brittany notices a smile on Santana's face. She stops pumping her legs and just watches Santana as her swing starts slowing down. Santana, however, is going extremely high, just like she used to do when they were little. It always scared Brittany when they were younger, when Santana would go that high. She always felt like she was going to fall, but she never did.

The smile on Santana's face is real and beautiful, and Brittany can't stop staring at her. She also can't help but smile just as widely. It's very rare that Santana looks so happy and free, and it's really a beautiful site. "You're going to fall." Brittany says with a smirk, remembering how many times she has said it in the past.

Santana giggles and closes her eyes, tilting her head back slightly, not slowing down her motions. "I feel like I'm flying!" She shouts, making Brittany giggle. She loves seeing Santana like this. She doesn't know what it is about swings, but Santana always gets like this. Maybe it's the feel of the wind in her hair or the feeling that she is actually flying. Maybe that feeling is freeing for Santana, and she feels she can completely let loose. Whatever it is, Brittany loves the swings.

o0o0o

The girls end up on the old jungle gym after about an hour. It'd taken awhile for Santana to get to the top, but she'd done it. It's not even very high anymore but she still feels like she is on top of the world. She knows it's a silly comparison but she can't help but feel that way. By coming here, and climbing on this jungle gym, she feels like she accomplished something. It was a part of her life that she just wanted to forget and this was a place that she'd hoped to never come back to. But, she's glad she was forced to come back. Bad things have happened here, but so many good things have also.

She looks over at Brittany who is sitting next to her and bites her lip. They're sitting on the edge, letting their legs dangle as they watch the few kids that are left in the park. "Thank you for brining me here." Santana finally says quietly.

Brittany looks over at Santana and smiles softly at her, but she doesn't give a vocal response. She doesn't feel it's necessary. She didn't do anything. Sure, she brought Santana here, but Santana is the one who really accomplished something, and she is so proud of her. "I want you to be my girlfriend." Brittany says, making Santana's head snap up to look at her, eyes wide in surprise. "My mommy told me that if you like someone you should ask them, and I like you." Brittany continues, with a giggle. "Do you like me?" She asks, nudging Santana with her shoulder.

Santana giggles in response, remembering those exact words coming of out Brittany's mouth 10 years ago, in this same spot. It makes her heart flutter in her chest. "Yeah, I do." She says, nodding her head. She bites down on her lip and looks back down at the kids below them. They're so young and so care free. It makes her jealous. Sometimes she wishes she could go back to being 6 years old. Everything was so easy then. Now it's complicated.

She wants to be Brittany's girlfriend. She wants to be more than anything, but she doesn't think she should be. Brittany deserves better than her. She's got so much baggage, and she is so fucked up. She will just bring Brittany down. Brittany is the most carefree, loving, and innocent person she knows, and she doesn't want any of that to be taken away from her.

Santana is the complete opposite of Brittany. She's anti-social, anxious and far from innocent. She has issues, issues that Brittany shouldn't have to deal with. She's been through things, she never wants Brittany to know about. Brittany shouldn't ever have to hear about some of the things she has been through, and seen nobody should, but she really doesn't want Brittany hearing about it. She can't take that optimism and innocence away from her.

"San?" Brittany asks, after a few minutes. She can tell Santana is stuck in her head. "You're thinking too much." Brittany tells her. She reaches over and grabs Santana's hand in her own, interlacing their fingers. "Santana, I know you have some stuff you need to work out, but I want to be with you." She tells her seriously. "I've already told you that I'll be here for you through it all, and I mean that." She says firmly.

Santana sighs and pulls her eyes away from Brittany and down to her hand which is in Brittany's lap. "Brittany, I don't want you to get hurt." She says, quietly. She knows she's said it millions of times, but it is still prevalent and obviously Brittany isn't understanding her. "I'm not-I don't know if I am stable enough for a relationship." She admits.

Brittany places her free hand over their interlaced ones and ducks her head to try and find Santana's eyes. "We'll go slow." Brittany assures her. "I mean, it's already like we're dating anyway." She says with a shrug. "I just want to make it official. I want you to be mine, and I want to be yours." She says, giving Santana's hands a squeeze.

Santana licks her lips and looks up at Brittany. She studies her eyes for a few seconds, searching them. She isn't really sure what she is searching for, but she's looking for something. She needs to know that Brittany really wants this, and she understands that everything won't be perfect, but she is definitely going to try. "I'm already yours." Santana finally says, with a nod.

Brittany grins widely, and she launches herself at Santana, pulling her into a tight hug. She pulls back from the hug after a couple of minutes, but stays close to Santana. When she feels the brunette pulling away completely, she places both her hands on the sides of Santana's face and keeps her close. She gives the Latina a smile before leaning in and placing a firm kiss on her lips.

Santana smiles into the kiss, but it only takes her seconds to realize where they are. She pulls away from Brittany and gives her an apologetic look, before glancing around to see if anyone was looking at them. Thankfully, nobody seemed to be, but she still wasn't comfortable with displays of affection in public.

"Sorry," Brittany apologizes with a smile. It still bugs her a little that she can't be open in public about her relationship with Santana, but right now she is on cloud 9 and even that can't bring her down. "Let's go home." She says, standing up, and offering her hand down for Santana.

o0o0o

Brittany pulls up to her house, her hand interlaced with Santana's in the brunette's lap. She shuts the car off and turns to look at Santana, a big smile on her face. The smile hasn't disappeared since Santana had agreed to be her girlfriend, and she doesn't think it's going to leave anytime soon either. She's okay with that, although her cheeks will probably start hurting soon. She's okay with that too though.

"What?" Santana asks, shifting in her seat, a little uncomfortable under Brittany's stare.

Brittany just giggles and shakes her head. "I'm just happy," She gushes. She leans over the console and uses her free hand to guide Santana's face to her own, their lips meeting for a kiss.

Santana sighs contently against Brittany's lips, smiling into the kiss. She pulls away a few seconds later, and rests her head against Brittany's. "Are we going to tell your family about us?" Santana asks pulling away completely, her eyes darting down, away from Brittany's.

"They already know." Brittany responds with a shrug. "Except maybe dad, he can be oblivious sometimes." She adds with a small smirk. However, when she notices the deep frown on Santana's face, her smirk falls from her face. "Hey, it's not a big deal. They won't care." She says, grabbing Santana's hands in her own. "Mom already knows and she doesn't care, and dad won't either, I promise." She assures her.

Santana just nods in response. She knows there isn't any point in trying to deny their relationship or hide it, considering everyone in the family already knows. However, that doesn't ease her fears. It makes her a bit uncomfortable knowing that they all know about the two of them. Will there be new rules? Will they be watching them all the time? Are they going to think differently now that she is dating their youngest daughter? What will happen if they have a fight or even worse, break up. Not that she hopes that will happen, but it could. Especially if she fucks this up just like she's fucked everything else up in her life.

Plus, she knows that Brittany said Brian won't care, but she is still terrified of his reaction. What if he gets mad and kicks her out. Or what if worse, he kicks Brittany out or hurts her. She couldn't let that happen. If anything happens to Brittany, she'd blame herself and she'd definitely never be able to forgive herself. "Brittany, what if your dad doesn't like it." She whispers, still not being brave enough to look up at the blonde.

Brittany sighs and gives Santana's hand a gentle squeeze. "He knows that I date girls too." She admits to Santana, making the brunette look up at her. "He knows that and he doesn't care, and he loves you, so he won't care. I promise." She tries assuring her again. She knows how afraid Santana is, but she also knows there is no need to be afraid. Her family won't care about the two of them, and they definitely won't kick Santana out or get mad at her. She'd come out to both of them awhile ago, and they'd both been supportive of her.

Santana sighs, and nods her head, out of questions. She's put all of her concerns out there, and Brittany has reassured her. She isn't less afraid really, but she knows it's pointless to ask Brittany to not tell Brian. It's not fair to him and he may already know anyway, and she's worrying over nothing.

"I'm sorry, I'm just not used to this." Santana says with a sigh. She isn't used to being open with her sexuality, and even more so she isn't used to having to be open to her girlfriends parents about it. She isn't even used to having a girlfriend, much less dealing with her parents. And all of her past experiences with coming out have been bad, and she just doesn't want that happening to Brittany.

Brittany nods her head, and gives Santana a reassuring smile. "I know you aren't." She confirms. "But, I'm already out to them, and I promise they were nothing but supportive." She assures the girl. "They love me and they love you no matter what alright?"

"Okay," Santana nods. "But, I still may not be comfortable being open in front of them." She adds, looking down again. She realizes Brittany wants to be out and open, and she doesn't want to upset Brittany. But she is so used to hiding this part of herself, and it's not going to change over night. She wont be able to walk in there right now, holding Brittany's hand or kiss her in front of her family.

"It's okay, we will take it slow." Brittany says, "That sound good?" She asks, picking Santana's head up to meet her eyes. "Just no hiding." She says, firmly once Santana meets her eyes.

Santana nods her head and bites down on her lip. "That sounds good." She agrees. It actually sounds very good. She's happy that Brittany is going to be patient with her. She doesn't want to hide their relationship either, but she is terrified of being out. And even if she isn't as afraid to be out to Brittany's parents, she's still not comfortable flaunting it yet. But she wants to be able to be comfortable and be out, it'll just take some time.

"Alright, lets go." Brittany says, pulling away from Santana to get out of the car.

o0o0o

They get up to Brittany's room when they get inside and Santana makes her way onto the bed as Brittany closes the door behind her. The blonde drops her cheerio's bag and backpack by the door and lets out a tired sigh, glad to be back home. She looks up at Santana who is lying on her stomach on her bed, texting. She has a smile on her face and it makes Brittany smile, but it also confuses her and makes her curious as to who Santana is talking to.

"Who ya textin?" She asks, sitting on the foot of the bed next to Santana's head.

Santana glances up at the blonde and shakes her head, "It's just Puck. He's being stupid." She says with a small chuckle, before going back to her reply.

Brittany nods her head and waits patiently a couple of minutes, but Santana continues texting back and forth with the boy. It's not that she is jealous of him, because she knows that Santana doesn't want him at all. But she still doesn't like being ignored while Santana sits there and texts him. Especially not when Santana just became her girlfriend 20 minutes ago.

Brittany reaches down and grabs Santana's phone out of her hand, getting a frown and a "Hey!" from Santana. Brittany just shuts the phone off and places it on her nightstand before turning her attention back to Santana. "I was in the middle of a reply," Santana says, but she doesn't sound to broken up about it.

"Is he more important than your girlfriend?" Brittany asks teasingly, loving how the word sounds aloud. She just wants to say it over and over again. But that'd be creepy so instead she just repeats it over and over in her head. Girlfriend.

Santana blushes at the question, but shakes her head no. "Of course not," She says quietly and sincerely. "Nobody is." She adds, looking up to meet Brittany's blue eyes.

Brittany lies down on the bed next to Santana and leans over, placing her lips firmly against hers.

"Although, you're the one who told me I shouldn't ignore him and that I should be friends with him." Santana reminds her, pulling away from the kiss. Brittany tries to lean forward keeping the contact so Santana leans back slightly and giggles. "Which I don't get because you obviously don't like him." Santana adds, her brows furrowing in confusion.

Brittany leans back to her side of the bed and sighs. "I never have really liked him." She admits with a small shrug. "But I've also never seen this side of him. He actually seems sincere with you and plus, you like him and I think it's good for you to have a good friend other than me. Especially now that we're dating." Brittany explains. "Plus, like you said, you guys are alike and it's good that you have someone who understands you." She adds, before leaning in and placing another kiss to Santana's lips. She knows that Santana will just pull away to reply to her, but she hopes she won't. She just really wants to keep kissing Santana right now and not talk about Puck.

"You're all I need." Santana whispers against Brittany's lips. She then wraps her arms around Brittany's neck and lies down on her back, pulling Brittany down with her, which surprises the blonde.

Brittany's upper body hovers over Santana, but she keeps her lower body on her side, not wanting to push Santana too far by crawling all the way on top of her. Her left arm holds her body up and her right hand starts slowly, sliding up and down Santana's side, being careful not to go too high or too low.

She decides to take the opportunity and slowly opens her mouth and lets her tongue gently brush against Santana's lower lip. The action makes her heart flutter in her chest and it starts pounding even harder when Santana opens her lips, and their tongues just barely touch. The small touch sends chills down both girls spines, and Brittany pushes her tongue a little further, sliding it against the length of Santana's and underneath.

Brittany feels Santana shiver under her and she can't help but smile into the kiss. She's been wanting to do this for so long now, and it's just as amazing as she'd pictured. She can also tell that Santana is enjoying it by the quiet gasps and the way her body shivers underneath her when she brushes her tongue on the under side of Santana's tongue.

After a few minutes, Santana pulls away, her face a deep shade of red and her breathing coming out in raged pants. It makes Brittany giggle how embarrassed she looks. "Are you okay?" She asks quietly, reaching out to brush a stray piece of hair out of Santana's face. The poor girl underneath her looks like she is about to have a panic attack and if Brittany wasn't actually worried that she might, it'd be cute.

"Yeah," Santana breathes out, her eyes averting away from Brittany. "I've…" She starts, but stops herself and rolls her eyes. She lets out a heavy sigh and starts again, "I've never kissed anyone before." She says so quietly that Brittany barely hears it. "Not like that anyway." She adds just as quiet. "So I'm sorry if I'm like bad or whatever." She says with a small shrug, her eyes looking everywhere but at Brittany.

Brittany tilts her head to the side and smiles warmly down at Santana. "I was your first real kiss?" Brittany asks, her grin so wide, it looks like it has to hurt.

Santana shifts underneath her and nods her head, still not looking up at her. "It's pathetic, I know." She mumbles lowly.

Brittany leans down and places a soft kiss to Santana's lips, her nose and then her forehead before pulling back. This draws Santana's attention and her eyes flutter up to meet Brittany's once again. "It's not pathetic at all." She assures her, smiling warmly. "I actually wish that I could say the same thing." She says honestly with a sigh. "Well, you were technically my first kiss, just not first make out." She corrects with a frown and a shrug. "But you weren't bad at all." She says quickly, realizing she hadn't assured the girl earlier. "I promise." She adds honestly with a grin.

Brittany leans down to kiss her once again, and it's Santana this time that takes the initiative to take the kiss further. She pushes her tongue into Brittany's mouth, battling her tongue against her own. It's the best thing she's ever felt, and she wishes she'd made out with Brittany a long time ago.

She lets out a groan when Brittany retracts her tongue back into her own mouth and tugs on Santana's bottom lip with her teeth.

After a few minutes of making out, they pull apart once again, both breathing heavily. Santana doesn't look as embarrassed this time, but her face is flushed along with Brittany's. She can also see the tips of Brittany's ears burning red.

"I hate to do this…" Santana says with a sigh, "But I have a lot of homework and I should probably get started." She says with a frown.

Brittany frowns back at Santana looking down at her, and shakes her head. "No, you should keep kissing me." She says with a teasing grin, before leaning down and capturing Santana's lips with her own. It turns into another make out session that lasts a few long minutes, before Santana pulls back once again.

However, Brittany just continues her kisses down Santana's neck. "Britt…" She half sighs and have giggles. "Britt, really it's already almost 7 and I have a lot of homework." She says, shoving gently at the blonde's shoulders.

Brittany groans into Santana's neck, but places a final kiss there and pulls herself back up. "Why do you have to be so studious?" She asks playfully.

Santana just blushes, "sorry," she says shyly.

"Don't be." Brittany tells her with a shrug. She leans down kissing Santana quickly before sitting back up. "Nerds are super hot." She says in a low tone, giving Santana a mischievous grin.

Santana giggles and tries to fight off the blush. She sits up on the bed, when Brittany fully pulls away from her and stands up. "I guess that explains Artie though." Santana comments as if she'd just figured out a puzzle. Truthfully, she'd always wondered why someone as beautiful and sweet and amazing as Brittany would date someone so nerdy and douchey like Artie. Not that there is anything wrong with nerds, you just don't see it happen much. Especially not in high school. The popular girls don't mingle with the nerds normally.

Brittany frowns at the statement and Santana bites her lip.

"Sorry, I just completely ruined the moment." Santana says with a small chuckle. She leans forward and kisses Brittany quickly, "I'll go get my homework and bring it in here." She tells her before walking out of the room.

Brittany just smiles as she watches Santana walk out of her room. Her lips still tingling and her skin on fire from their make out session. Her heart is fluttering around in her chest and all she wants to do is jump up and down on her bed and giggle like a little middle school girl.

So she does.

A/N: I didn't even realize how long it had been since my last update until I went to update today! I'm sorry guys! But finals are officially over as well as school in general so that should help out! (:

Let me know what you thought of the chapter, I'm not so sure about it! Seemed a little off, but maybe it's just me. (:

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