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It was nearly eight o'clock at night when Brittany, in the comfort of her home, playing with her kitten while thinking about Santana, hears the doorbell ring. Obviously she takes a fright as she wasn't expecting anyone, and she was alone because her parents were out having dinner. They always told her never to open the door to strangers.
A little cautious, Brittany goes down to open the door. But... Is it safe? This was all so confusing, she had never been in a situation like this before.
A frantic beat is heard. Pierce is even more scared.
"It's me. Open the door."
"Santana?"
Hearing her beloved friend's voice made her calmer. But what was she doing there at this hour? Memories from earlier invaded her mind. Something was really wrong with Santana, and Brittany was totally worried.
Brittany opens the door, only to find Santana wearing an expression of crying and tiredness.
"Sanny? But what..."
Before she could ask, Santana threw herself into the blonde's arms, starting to cry. Brittany was petrified, not even able to return the hug. For Santana to be like this, something horrible had happened.
"It's all over, Brittany. My life is over." She said between sobs.
"It's okay, It's okay... It's going to be okay..." Brittany now wraps her arms around the brunette's neck, calling her closer. "It's alright... It's alright. Come on." Still hugging, the girl gently closes the door, without moving away from her friend. "Let's talk in my room."
"Are your parents at home?" With a crying face that Brittany found extremely adorable, Santana tries to wipe away some tears that are falling down her face.
"No, it's just the two of us." smiling friendly, Brittany takes Santana's hand, and leads her to her room.
As soon as the two enter the room, Brittany closes the door. Even though her parents didn't have it at home, it was a craze they both had.
"Do you want anything? Water, some food? You can sit on the bed."
"No, I'm fine." She said, sitting in the spot the blonde asked for.
"So…what happened? Why are you like this?" Brittany had a worried face, it was rare to see Santana like that, although she had already opened up about her feelings.
Brittany knew Santana like no one else. It was with her that Santana was 100% sincere, there were no barriers, just sincerity. And she loved that privilege.
The two still had an unclear relationship. By Brittany, the two of them would already be dating and come out for the whole school, but Santana was scared, so they would go slowly, until Santana felt ready. Brittany would always be there for her friend/girlfriend.
"Finn... That idiot Finn..." she started to cry again. "He said... something everyone heard. It went into the wrong hands and now it's all gone." Santana cried so much.
"Santana? What do you mean? I don't understand, what he said? Is that why you slapped him in the middle of the performance?"
Brittany was at the time of the slap, but it was all so fast, she didn't understand anything. It was obvious that something was wrong with Santana from the start, she noticed that the Latina had been crying, but they didn't get a chance to talk. The slap made everything more confused, she she quickly got up and disappeared.
Lopez gets up from the bed, agitated.
"He found out everything, Brittany. Everything! We did our best to hide it, but it didn't work. He found out that we…that I…" Santana looks away. Speaking that word was still too foreign to her.
"That you are a lesbian." She let go, with the greatest naturalness in the world.
Santana looks shocked at Brittany, her cheeks red.
"Yes... But this is..."
"Santana, this is the most normal thing in the world." Brittany smiles gently at Santana. "I've never hidden from anyone that I've slept with girls before, and for what reason, just you, Santana Lopez, would you be ashamed of that? Would you be ashamed of who you are?"
The brunette sighs heavily, trying to focus her gaze on anything but the blonde.
"I always struggled with what I felt, I hooked up with men to hide these weird feelings! Precisely for no one to find out. I want everyone to respect me, Brittany."
"It's not weird, it's real." Brittany approaches, taking her beloved's hand. "And I feel it. You don't have to be ashamed of who you are."
Annoyed, Santana lets go of Pierce's hand.
"No, you don't understand, Brittany. My life is over! I'm going to have to move, have a new identity! Or what will people say about me? They'll make jokes behind my back! What about my parents? I didn't even say it to them! What will they think? I'll be mocked. They'll laugh, they'll be surprised to find out that actually Santana Lopez is just a dyke, I'll get slushies in my face every day."
Santana walks back around the room, agitated and breathing heavily.
Brittany grabs Santana by the shoulders, paralyzing her.
"Baby, calm down. Don't be so harsh on yourself, please. You're just hurting yourself, and seeing it hurts me."
Hearing the first word, Santana was surprised, unable to hide her happy reaction. Her heart beat faster.
"It's going to be okay, trust me, okay? I'm here, I always have been. And I also know the Glee Club will be there for you."
Santana lets out an ironic laugh. "T-They hate me. It's going to be another opportunity for them to make jokes about me, revenge for them."
Brittany understood that deep down, even if she never admitted it, Santana was sensitive, and cared too much about the opinion and acceptance of others.
"Of course not! You're part of there, like a second family. They love you just as I love you."
This time, Santana sighs lightly.
"I just know I don't want to go home now. I want to stay here, with you. Please... I just want to forget about this horrible day. I need some comfort."
Brittany gives a gentle smile.
"You can sleep here if you want."
"Really?" Santana didn't hide her happiness.
"Of course, you're always welcome, and you know it. I love being with you."
Santana smiles, and then leaves for another big hug.
"It's going to be okay, Santana. I promise." Brittany says in a low voice, listening to Santana, who hugged her tighter, letting the last tears flow. It felt so good to have Brittany around. "Now, let's eat. I have to take good care of my favorite girl." She ended the sentence by giving him a gentle kiss on the head.
Rolling her eyes and laughing, Santana knew that everything would be fine, as she would be standing next to her favorite person in the whole world.