(Santana's POV)
After we ate breakfast me and Brittany headed back to my house but I couldn't stop thinking about the tweet on the Muckraker's twitter. I know Dave gave them that false information. Brittany kept asking me if I was okay and I kept giving her the same answer. Yes. But really inside of me, the answer was. No.
Deep inside of me, I knew I had to do something about it before it got to compilated and more people started to know. What if my parents see the post? What would they think?
Me and Brittany were sitting on my bed together watching T.V. when Brittany spoke up, "I have an idea. If you're up to it," she said turning to me. Obviously knowing I wasn't paying attention to the movie anymore. I turned my head to so I was making eye contact with her. "What if you came out to the Glee Club," she mentioned looking down.
I rose my head. "Brittany," I said slowly.
"Wait just hear me out," she said looking up back. "The Glee Club is understanding, right? They would care. You at least need to give them a chance," she said. "You're like the awesomeness person I know. Just take a chance. I believe in you," she continued with a smile on her face.
I had a tear in my eye. I nodded and smiled. "Thank you," I said hugging Brittany. "You really are a genius you know," I said.
She pulled away from me, "No ones ever called me that," she said. Her blue eyes glistened by the sunline beaming from the window.
I smiled, "We'll get used to it, because you are," I mentioned as her face lit up. "I mean I could give them a chance. I could tell them. I mean they're fine with Kurt and Blaine," I said. I took a deep breath, "But first I think I need to tell my parents. I mean it's the right thing to do. Isn't it?" I asked her. She nodded. "But if you don't mind could you come with me. Just for like moral support."
"Of course," she said with a smile. "Do you know what you are going to say?" she asked me. I looked down and shook my head. "Okay. That's okay. You can practise of me, if that helps," Brittany said shifting her body on my bed.
Brittany helped me figure out what I was going to say to my parents. After a while, we decided to watch a movie while I waited for my parents to come home.
"Santana, where home," I heard my father yell from the door.
"I'm in my room be down in a second," I yelled back. Me and Brittany both got off the bed.
"Do you want me to go?" Brittany asked me.
I turned and face her, "Um, is it okay if you stay?" I asked. She nodded, "You can stay here. While I talk to them. If you want."
She smiled and nodded. Brittany wrapped her arms around my back and hugged me, "You've got this. I believe in you," she whispered in my ear making my body shiver. We pulled away at the same time and I began to walk to my bedroom door and opened it. I turned to Brittany one last time and flashed her a smile before walking out and downstairs to where my parents where. My mother was in the kitchen making dinner and I saw my father sitting on the couch, concentrating on the sports channel that was playing.
I took a deep breath, "Mami, Papi. I need to talk to about something important," I said. As they both turned their heads. My father turned off the T.V. and walked over to the table.
"Sure, sweetie, what do you want to talk about?" my mother smiled and walked over to the table.
We all sat at the table together as took another deep breath and began to talk. "There's something that I've been hiding for a long time and I think it's come to the point where I don't think I want to hide it anymore. And I feel like that if I don't tell you both I'll be lying not only to everyone but to myself as well," I paused waiting for them to say something but they didn't so I continued, "Mami, Papi. I'm gay," I looked at them and they still didn't say anything, "It's just a part of me that I can't change and I don't want to change. You know," I finally finished.
They didn't say anything. Oh god. They're going to kick me out. They then looked at each other and smiled. "Santana, we know," my father said.
My eyes widen, "What. How?" I asked.
"We've known for a long time," my mother began to say. I cocked my head to the side. "It's not that big of a secret. You know you and Quinn have loud conversations when she's here and the walls are pretty thin," my mother chuckled.
"So, you don't care?" I asked.
"We care that your happy and that's all we want for you," my father continued as my mother nodded in response. I smiled as we all got up from the table and they both hugged me.
"We love you no matter what," my mother whispered in the hug.
I smiled where she couldn't see. "Thank you," I responded.
"Okay now. Is Brittany staying for dinner?" my mother asked me. I tilted my head, "I know she's upstairs. I heard you talking to someone when we got home," she responded.
"Um. I'm not sure." I answered.
"Okay. Now go," she said with a grin. I smiled back and walked upstairs and into my room to see Brittany sitting on my bed reading one of my books off my shelf. I smiled. She looked up from the book and saw me. Brittany put the book down and walked over to me.
"So, how did it go?" she asked me.
"Well, apparently they knew and they're fine with it," I said with a smile.
She smiled back, "Santana that's amazing see I knew everything would be alright," she said giving me a short hug.
"Now it's just my Abuela I need to talk to. Which is going to be hard," I said.
"I'll still be here for you. Always," she smiled. Always.
"But for what it's worth. I think it's time for me to talk to the Glee Club. You know?" I told her.
She nodded, "Are you sure. I'm not pressuring you into doing it. You can do it in your own time," she told me with a smile.
"No, you're not pressuring me. This is what I want," I took a breath. "So, Monday afternoon. I'll tell them," I said.
She began to rub my arm. I shuttered at the touch, "I know you can do this," she whispered and hugged me. I rested my head on her shoulder and sighed. We pulled away from the hug and Brittany smiled, "I have to go. My mum needs me home for dinner and I have to feed Lord Tubbington," she smiled.
I nodded. "I'll show you out," I said.
I linked my pinkie with hers and led her down the stairs into the kitchen where my mother was cooking dinner. My mother turned around, "Ah, Brittany are you staying for dinner?" she grinned.
"Oh, no thanks, Maribel. My mum's got dinner cooked and wants me home," Brittany answered with a smile. My mother smiled and nodded then turned back and continued cooking.
Me and Brittany walked to the front door and I opened it. We walked outside and I closed the door behind us. "Thanks for staying over and for brunch," I smiled.
"It was my pleasure," she replied with a smile.
"I'll see you tomorrow maybe, or Monday," Brittany said.
"Yes, I'll see you tomorrow," I smiled.
"Cya," Brittany said as she kissed my cheek making my stomach turn and walked off to her house. I watched her walk along her path to her front door and opened it. She then turned her head and looked back at me and smiled. I returned the smile back to her and she walked into her house. God, what is this girl doing to me?
-Two days later- (Monday)
Monday morning, I went to Cheerio's practice with Brittany and Quinn by my side. I told Quinn that I was going to talk to the Glee Club today and she was happy for me. We finished practice with Coach Sylvester yelling at us for 'doing the routine wrong' so I wasn't in a good mood for school today.
We walked into school at 7:45 where Quinn split off from me and Brittany to go to her locker as we walked to ours. "So, I'll meet you here, before lunch?" I asked Brittany has I lend against my locker as I talked.
She nodded, "Sure I would love that," she smiled. The bell rang meaning for us to go to our first class.
"I'll see you after," I said. Brittany nodded and hugged me. I watched her walk away towards her classroom before I walked to mine. My first class of the day was English. To be honest this is the only class I actually like. I walked in to see the English teacher Ms Ronaldo standing near her desk watching the last couple of students walk in.
"Santana, your late," Ms Ronaldo said crossing her arms.
"Sorry," I murmured and walked to the back of the classroom and found my seat. But this time every time Ms Ronaldo was talking, I found myself not listening or concentrating. I was only thinking about two things. Brittany and the Glee Club.
Considering I only had two classes this morning, they went extremely slow. I walked to my locker before lunch and waited for Brittany. After about five minutes I noticed she's not coming. Maybe she stayed late in class. Maybe she forgot. She forgot. I frowned and walked to the cafeteria. I searched the tables with my eyes trying to find Brittany. I then saw a boy in a wheelchair and a blond-haired girl next to him. What is Brittany doing with Artie? I walked over to the Glee Club's table where they were sitting but turned around when I noticed where I was heading. "Santana," I heard from behind me. I slowly turned around again to see that Brittany was talking.
"Hey... Brittany," I said.
"Shoot, I was supposed to meet you at our lockers," she said standing up and walking over to me.
"Yeah. You were," I said looking away from her.
"Sorry," Brittany said. "Artie asked if he could walk me to lunch and I thought it was a great idea," she told me.
A knot tied in my stomach and it wasn't a good one, "No it's fine. Don't worry about me. Have fun with Artie. I'll see you in Spanish or Glee Club," I said giving her a fake smile as she returned a real one. I walked over to the Cheerio's table where Quinn was.
Quinn turned around in her seat to me, "Hey, you okay?" she asked concerned.
I gave her a little head nod, "Yeah," I said in a low tone. I found an empty seat next to her and sat down. "Just want this day to be finished," I murmured.
The rest of the day was shit. I barely talked to Brittany during Spanish Class and she kept asking what's wrong. But the thing is nothing's wrong. What am I doing? Brittany's not mine. She can hang out with whoever she wants. But why do I feel this way about her hangout with Artie?
I walked to the choir room with Quinn. But there was only one person I really wanted by my side. Brittany. I scanned the room to see Artie sitting at the front as always but not Brittany. "Artie, where's Brittany?" I asked him.
"She said she was waiting at her locker... For you," he answered.
I nodded and looked back at Quinn. "I'll be right back," I told her as I ran out of the room and back to my locker. I saw Brittany leaning against my locker staring down at the floor. "There you are. I've been looking for you," I smiled at her.
"I thought we were walking together," she said standing up straight. "And I wanted to apologise for not meeting you here at lunch," she pouted.
"You don't need to apologise. I was just being me. A bitch to people who are nice to me," I shrugged and she giggled. Another knot tied in my stomach but this time it was a good one. "So, are you going to help me with this?" I grinned. She nodded and linked my pinkie with hers as we walked together back to the choir room just as Mr Schue walked in.
"If you get nervous, just focus on me," Brittany whispered in my ear. I smiled knowing that's the same thing I told her before her Glee audition and Cheerio tryouts. She then walked to the back of the room as I walked to Mr Schue before he started to talk. "Mr Schue. Is it okay if I speak to the Glee Club for a second? It won't be long," I asked him.
"Sure Santana. Take your time," he smiled. "Alright everyone before we start Santana has something she wants to say," he said to the students then looked back at me.
I smiled and nodded as I walked to the middle of the room. Everyone's eyes were attached to me. My hands started to sweat and my body felt like jelly. I glance my eyes towards Brittany who nodded and smiled. I took a deep breath before speaking, "I've been hiding my true self for a long time and it's time for me to express myself to everyone that I love. Starting with this club and the members. I am gay. It's who I am and if you don't like it. Well, that's fine, feel free to tell me but it doesn't change the fact that I'm a born leader and I'm not afraid to cut a bitch," I finished saying looking back at the students. Some of their faces were shocked, like Tina and Mercedes. Some didn't have an expression like Puck and Sam. But the rest were smiling and nodding.
Brittany came down from her chair and hugged me really tight, "You did great," she whispered in my ear. I smiled.
"Hey we're here too," I heard Kurt say with a laugh.
"Come on," I laughed. Everyone got out of their seats and walked over to me. They all huddled around me and hugged me altogether. Maybe I do have the most supportive friends in the world.
Hey, Guys, it's me I hoped you liked this. This chapter was longer than the last one. Santana came out to her parents and the Glee Club and they were all supportive. Next chapter Santana finds out something shocking and she also comes out to her Abuela. Hoping this story is going to be as good as my other story (It Started With A Text the Choni FanFic) I'm hoping to be able to post more on both stories.
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