NA:

I'm so, so sorry you guys! My laptop is still in coma and it frustrates me thinking that my files, Glee episodes, Supergirl episodes and all my fav lesbian movies are in it! But one of the main reason I updated this late was because of Sanvers! Gaaaaah! (No hate) but yeah whatever, Brittana is my original OTP. I LOVE YOU GUYS! Now you are free to read.
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Brittany's POV:

My hands were shaking as I wait for the doctor to come out and tell us an update about Santana's condition. She had been inside the operating room for three hours battling for her life.

I learned about the accident when I tried calling Santana's phone many times after the first call I made ended without her responding to what I was saying.

I was shocked when a man's voice answered my call. He introduced himself as a nurse and explained to me what happened to my girlfriend. I immediately drove and called Hiram and Leroy who were already on their way to the hospital too.

The doctor came out and asked for Santana's parents. Leroy informed the doctor that he and his husband Hiram are Santana's guardians and asked to tell them her condition.

"Please tell us how is she?" Hiram asked.

The doctor shook his head and sighed as he removed his surgical cap. "The operation was successful but the patient is in induced coma, she's experiencing a traumatic head injury, including concussions, and scalp wounds. We managed to stop all the bleeding but we still need to run another immediate CT scan to make sure everything's fine. She also fractured a leg which we have managed to fix. We also had to take off small pieces of broken glasses from her eyes."

"I-is she going to be blind?" Leroy asked worriedly.

"There were some scratches but her eyes will surely heal in no time," the doctor said.

"Can we see her, please?" I asked.

"Okay, but we have to transfer the patient to the ICU room first."

"Excuse me, Doctor Perez." A lady nurse came and talked to the doctor with enough volume that we were not able to hear what they were talking about.

"Thanks, nurse Jane." I heard the doctor said before the lady nurse left.

"I'm sorry for that. My nurse mentioned that the patient is related to Doctor Alejandro Lopez, the owner of this hospital. Is that right?"

Hiram and Leroy looked at each other and nodded to the doctor as their response.

"We'll transfer the patient to an exclusive private room. It has all the machines she needs, it's like an ICU. We will inform the parents about the accident. As for now, I'm going to allow at most three visitors in her room till 9pm. Doctor Lopez and his wife are on vacation, so please make sure there's one person staying as the patient's watcher." The doctor explained and showed a small smile, "I'll be back in a while."

"Thanks doctor," Hiram said.

I called my parents and told them what happened. I asked for their permission to let me stay for the night. There was a debate but in the end, they let me, though they made me promise to come home in the morning to have a rest. I asked the Berrys if they could let me take care of Santana for the night, and gladly they did.

I took a deep breath before I held the door knob and let myself enter Santana's room. The room was in dim light and it was so silent that the beeping of the heart monitor and the noise that her oxygen makes were the only thing I could hear. I looked at her and it breaks me seeing how fragile she is.

I sat on the stool next to her bed.

I felt afraid to touch her. I can't even look at her longer. The bruises were visible. Her forehead is in bandage. Her right leg had a brace and Santana had a tube connected to her mouth.

It was my fault. I did this to her. I should be the one lying on that bed, not her. She doesn't deserve any of these.

Maybe if I didn't pursue my feelings at the very first time, if I didn't tell her that I love her, if I didn't lie to her, if she never met me. None of this would've happened.

I can't help not to cry, she's the love of my life and I can't stand seeing her so weak. "Santana, I'm here" I took her hand feeling the warm of her body. "Baby, please wake up. I n-need you... And I'm sorry for everything bad that I did to you. For all the pain I've caused you." I carefully brought her hand to my lips before I kissed it. "I love you so much. Come back to me, please."
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I didn't stop coming over to visit her and to tell her stories about how my day at school was. I wanted to always be by her side, and talk about a lot of things till I get tired and fall into sleep. But sleeping is for slackers so as much as I can, I try to stay awake when I'm the only one in the room watching for Santana.

"San, you really have to wake up soon because History always gives me headache, specifically, Mrs. Pepper." I told her as I peel an apple. "History sucks without you," I said eating the first small slice I have.

"Hmm, I'm sure you watched Snow White. She woke up when her prince kissed her. What if I kiss you? I mean, I'm not a prince, but I'm hot and sexy, I'm sure you won't refuse to kiss me back," I said and chuckled.

"I really miss you San," I whispered before I kissed Santana's forehead.

"Brittany..."

I looked up to see Mrs. Lopez at the door.

"Mrs. Lopez," I said, a little surprised.

She arched an eyebrow and smiled. "I told you to call me Maribel" she said as she got in and placed a bouquet of flowers and a bag of grocery in the mini table beside Santana's bed.

I smiled as I wiped a little stain of tears away. "Yes, I'm sorry. I always forget."

She sighed with a smile. "No problem hija. Have you eaten your dinner already?"

"Yes... Um, I'm planning to spend the night here to take care and look after Santana. If that's okay with you," I said asking for her permission.

"Of course it's okay, but don't you have school tomorrow?" she asked with concern.

"I do, but it won't start until 10 in the morning," I said. "I want to be beside her when she wakes up."

"Okay, I think I could use more hours of sleep and time to pack clothes that I can use here," she said with a lovely smile and shrugged as she started to place each rose to a vase. "Doctor Perez and I talked, and he told me good news. He said that Santana's vital sign has been good. They'll try to take off her tube tonight and see if Santana can now breathe with an oxygen facemask."

I smiled brightly at the good news Maribel told me. It was like something heavy was taken off of my chest.

"Did you hear what your mom said?" I whispered to Santana. "You're getting better and better. You'll wake up soon."

I looked up to find Maribel was looking at me.

"Santana is so lucky to have someone like you. I can see how much you love my daughter and the way you take care of her. You never missed a day without visiting her. I'm so glad she found you."

Did I really hear her say that? Does that mean she likes me for Santana?

"I also haven't thanked you yet for bringing her back to me," she said.

I looked at her with confusion and chuckled, "I'm not sure what that was about."

She smiled and sat across me on a stool. "I was really surprised when she came home in Kentucky," she started and took a deep breath. "When I came home from work she was there standing up at the front porch and she just ran to me and engulfed me with a hug. She said she missed me. We both said our sorry. I apologized for everything I said to her before, when she came out as a lesbian, for pushing her away and for disowning her as my child. I feel embarrassed, awful and disappointed about myself for making my only child's life miserable. I told her how I regret all the hate I felt towards her for being gay. I've never been a good mother to her and now I just want her to wake up so I could have a second chance with her," she said and I witnessed the tears falling from her eyes as she looked at Santana. "She told me everything about you. She's so proud of you and she told me that you were the one who helped her realize that family is still a family no matter what. You advised her to come home and give me another chance."

I think I blinked many times just trying to understand everything she told me. I was really scared to meet her at first. I thought she's going to get mad at me and blame me about the accident, but it turned out she's nice and just like normal people, she makes mistake and bad decision. I'm glad that she finally has an open mind and open heart to accept her daughter as a lesbian.

"She wouldn't be there to see you if she's not willing to. I'm sure she already forgave you because she believed that you both deserve a second chance," I told her.

Mrs. Lopez got up from her seat and I was surprised when she hugged me and whispered thanks.

I just wish I can have a second chance too.
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Santana's POV:

I woke up in panic realizing I was lying on a hospital bed. I was trying to remember how I got in here but there's nothing I can recall. I tried to move my legs but I'm in too much pain. My neck has a brace, and I think my right leg too. I was starting to panic when I heard something move which made me look at the left side of my room.

"Quinn." I said when I recognized it was my best friend who's sleeping on the couch. "Quinn." I called again to wake her up. She groaned before she opened her eyes.

Her eyes widened before she got up jolted by surprise when she realized I'm awake. "Oh my God, Santana. You're finally awake!" she squealed as she rushed towards me and engulfed me in a hug.

"W-what happened to me? How did I get here? My legs... Why can't I move my legs?" I asked in panic.

"Hey relax, you're fine. Your leg has a brace that's why it feels heavy and you can't move it but you're not paralyzed. Here, you can feel my hand," she said as she softly put her right hand on my right leg.

I nodded as I let out a breath of relief.

"You were in a car accident. That's how you got in here. Oh, and I should be calling the doctor now, and your parents, and Brittany!" she said rambling in her own words.

"W-who's Brittany?" I asked in confusion.

Quinn frowned before she arched an eyebrow.

Suddenly the door opened revealing a blonde haired woman in a leather jacket and tight black jeans, holding a bouquet of sunflowers. She stopped in her track when her eyes met me. She smiled as her tears started to fall which made my heart ache seeing her cry. She came near me and hugged me tight. "You're okay, you're finally awake. You scared me to death Santana. I almost lost hope that you would wake up. Please don't ever run away from me ever again, okay?" she said before she pulled out from the hug. She looked at me in the eyes which almost took my breath away before surprisingly, she kissed me, which made my heart skip a beat.

I pushed her gently, though I really don't want to hurt this woman's feelings.

"I'm sorry- I shouldn't- Are you still mad at me?" she asked sadly.

I frowned at her question. Why would she ask me that?

"Umm, I actually don't know what you are saying," I said to her before I looked back to Quinn, asking her silently what the hell was going on.

"Santana, what do you mean?" The strange blonde woman asked. How'd she know my name?

"Miss..." I chuckled. "I don't know if you are just crazy that kissing me made you think was okay. Though, you're really hot. But the thing is I have a girlfriend. I actually don't know you. Are you Quinn's cousin?" I asked since she's blonde like Quinn.

The tall blonde woman frowned at me. "San, why are you saying you don't know me?"

"Santana, are you sure you can't recognize Brittany?" Quinn asked me. Her face looked like she saw a ghost or something.

"San, it's me, Brittany" she said crying. "I'm your girlfriend."

I looked at Quinn for confirmation. "Q, what the hell? Where's my girlfriend!? Where's Rachel?!"

"Oh God," I heard Quinn uttered

"Quinn, what's going on?" I asked furiously to get an answer.

"San, look at me. Please tell me you remember me," the woman Quinn called Brittany said crying.

"Santana, she's telling the truth, she's your girlfriend. Rachel is dead. She died of cancer three years ago and Brittany's your girlfriend now."

There was a pang in my chest hearing those words from Quinn.

Many things started running in my head. I'm sure I do not know this woman who's claiming that she's my girlfriend.

"Santana, I love you, please tell me you remember me," she said as she held my hand.

"No! I said I don't know you!" I yelled at her because she's starting to scare me.

"Q, please, just please call Rachel." I told my best friend before I shifted my eyes back at the tall blonde trying to remember her. Suddenly, my eyes met hers and I felt guilty when I saw the hurt in those beautiful blue eyes.

The tall blonde woman sobbed and then she left running out the door.

What's happening to me? Why can't I remember everything they were telling me?

"San, please calm down. I'll call the doctor, okay?" Quinn said before she kissed my forehead and left.

What's wrong with that woman and Quinn?

Why are they telling me my girlfriend is dead?

Why is that woman telling me she's my girlfriend?
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Brittany's POV:

I left the room when I felt that I couldn't hold my emotions anymore. Why can Santana remember Quinn but not me? Does she forget my family, her new friends?

What about everything we've been through?

I ran to my car and decided to drive home.
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"Brittany, I've been trying to call you. Why you won't answer your phone? I was worried!" Hannah said as I entered the house. I shifted my eyes away from her so she won't see my already reddened eyes.

"Brittany, hey it's okay," she softly pulled me into a hug. "Quinn called and told me what happened. You can cry to me. I'm your sister and I'm never gonna leave you, okay?" she whispered as she held me tight. So, I let myself cry onto her shoulder.

"It's my entire fault, isn't it? She had an accident because of me, because I lied to her, because I was a cheater, because I was too dumb and stupid." I cried. "Now she can't remember."

Hannah cupped my cheeks and looked at me in the eyes. She shook her head. "Don't ever think that way. It's not your fault."

"It is! If I only listened to her, if I wasn't too dumb for trusting Reagan, nothing of these would've happened."

"You are not dumb, okay? You are not stupid. Accidents could happen anytime, anywhere, and to any person." she said sternly. "Stop blaming yourself."

"She's never going to remember me. She's never going to love me again. I feel like everything about us was wiped away by that accident." I said as I moved towards the couch and sit. "I don't want to be just a stranger to her."

"She may not get her memories back but her feelings for you might come back. I don't care how much cheesy I sound right now, but Britt you already made her fall in love with you, you can do it again."

"But what if she doesn't ever wanna see me?"

"Are you kidding? You are a Pierce! We're a chick magnet." Hannah said laughing before she nudged my shoulder.

It cracked me up. "Stop joking Han."

"Hell, no. I'm not even joking." she said as she raffled my hair. "Wash your face, my beautiful and adorable sister. Take a good rest please, and tomorrow, I'm going to help you make your woman fall in love with you again."

I nodded and thanked Hannah before I got up and ran up to my room. I got inside the bathroom and turned on the shower, crying as the water ran down my face.

After I took a shower, I lied down in my bed while thinking about her. I never expected this was going to happen. If only I could turn back the time, I would.

I checked my phone to see if Quinn texted but she hasn't sent any updates yet about Santana.

I sighed closing my eyes, letting myself take a rest and fall into sleep.
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The next day I woke up feeling exhausted that my body felt too heavy and too tired to get up but I did anyway when I heard knocks from downstairs.

When I got down, I realized I was alone and there was a sticky note at the door from Hannah saying she'll be back after twenty minutes.

There's another soft knocks and I rolled my eyes knowing it was Hannah who always forget to take her own keys.

"How many times I remind you to bring your own keys?" I asked as I open the door realizing it wasn't my sister but Reagan. "What the hell are you doing here?" I asked trying to sound calm though seeing her makes me wanna punch her on her throat.

She smiled softly at me. "Brittany, I'm here to talk to you."

"I don't wanna talk to you. You need to leave." I said with firm tone.

"Brittany, I'm here to apologize and tell you the truth," she cried. "N-nothing happened between us. I just made it look like there was so that Santana will break up with you and you'll be mine. I heard what happened to your girlfriend and I felt a little guilty about it."

I laughed with sarcasm. "A little? Are you kidding me? She almost died because of that accident and that's because of what you did! Now she couldn't remember me! Did you also know that huh? You ruined our relationship. I trusted you Rae." I said as my voice got louder. "You know, I never thought you could do such thing to the extent that you're willing to sacrifice our friendship. I can't believe that you would never care who you might have hurt, just to get what you want!" I said with rage. "And what on earth did you think we're going to be together?"

"Brittany, you don't understand. I love you Britt, that's why I've done that."

"No Reagan, you only love yourself! Stop ruining my life and don't ever come back!" I said and was about to close the door but fear took me in when she stopped it from closing before she gripped both of my arms and pushed me inside.

"Brittany, please forgive me. I love you so much. I need you. Please tell me we're okay."

"Reagan, get off me! You're hurting me!"

"No, no I won't. I won't until you forgive me and tell me you love me. Leave Santana, she doesn't remember what happened. You don't need to feel any guilt about it," she said like she was crazy.

"I swear I'm going to report you to the police! Leave me alone and leave Santana alone!" I yelled and was trying to push her away but she was too strong. She pushed me back that made me fall onto the floor. I immediately got up to run outside but her hand reached my wrist and pulled me back towards her.

I started screaming for help when I saw Hannah's car was approaching. Reagan got scared and let me go before she ran away.

Hannah got out from her car and saw Reagan running away. My sister rushed towards me with Quinn following her behind.

"Oh my God, are you okay? Did she hurt you?" Hannah asked as she held me, checking my arms and face.

"Almost." I said as I ran my hand through my hair trying to shake away my panic and fear.

"Brittany, we have to report Reagan to the police. She looked like she's out of her mind." Quinn said.

I shook my head. "No, I don't wanna get her madder. All I care about right now is Santana."

"Brittany, what if next time that you're alone, she would just come here to hurt you! We have to report her now!" My sister said and I can tell she's already mad about what happened.

"Just drop it, okay?"

"Why are you protecting her? For fuck sake Brittany, she tried to rape you!"

"Hannah, please..."

"Who tried to rape who?" We were surprised seeing Holly and dad at the door. "Brittany, what is your sister talking about?" Dad asked.
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"I'm not protecting her, okay? I just don't like to worsen this issue. I've got enough problems to take care that needs more of my attention than this! Reagan always gets what she wants and if we get her mad, she'll never stop bothering me. I'm just trying to avoid her for not giving her the attention she wants." I explained as we all gathered in the living room.

"She's really not going to stop because she wants you!" Hannah groaned.

"Please, all I want and care about right now is Santana. She needs all my attention. So, please drop it!"

"Your best friend is a psycho and dangerous. We need to fucking call the cops because she might come back for you." Hannah said getting more furious. "If none of us will call and if that Reagan comes back in here, I can't promise not kill that bitch!"

I groaned.

Holly moved right next to me. "Brittany honey, we know what you're going through and with Santana's condition we understand that that's already a lot for you but we cannot just let this pass. You said you woke up naked next to her after the night party. Are you sure she didn't touched you?"

"I really can't remember every details though at least I remember I saw someone taking pictures of me and her on the same bed, but it was blurred, I didn't see the other person. This morning Reagan came to apologize. She told me that she just framed me, making it look like we did something so Santana will get mad and break up with me. She didn't rape -"

"Not yet." Hannah interrupted. "Clearly that woman is insane and is only waiting for you to be left alone in the house again!"

"For God sake, please stop interrupting me!" I yelled madly at my sister.

"Everyone please calm down" Dad said with stern in his voice.

Then Holly took my hand and said. "Brittany, it doesn't change the fact that Reagan has done something bad to you. I can't shake away my feelings that she'll come back to hurt you again. She tried to hurt you when you were alone inside our house," she emphasized.

"Your mom and I are going to call our lawyer to help us report your best friend to the police for assault. Brittany, please understand that we're going to do this for your own safety. We'll try to have contact with her parents so we can talk with them about what happened."

I nodded and sighed. "I'm sorry. Yes, I understand... And if you can guys please stop saying the best friend word because she never was," I told them, getting more irritated.

Dad nodded and smiled.

"I still want to kill her." Hannah mumbled who received a glare from Quinn. "What?"

"Shut up, will you?" her girlfriend hissed. I'm glad that Quinn is here to control my sister's mouth.

"Hannah, make sure all doors are locked when your mom and I leave. We're going to the police to report what happened and maybe get a chance to talk with Reagan's parents."

Hannah nodded.

"Do I have to come with you guys?" I asked my parents.

Dad softly smiled and kissed my forehead. "You don't have to. You need to rest pumpkin. You've been through a lot. Our lawyer will help us with everything."

My parents changed clothes and soon after, they headed out to the police station.

"I'll just check the back door to make sure it's locked." Hannah said and left me with Quinn.

There was a long silence before Quinn spoke. "Santana has retrograde amnesia," she looked at me sadly. "She forgot everything that happened in the recent past three years. She forgot everything about you that's why she could not recognize you."

"Sucks for me." I smiled letting out a sigh before I chuckled though it really pains me inside thinking she might never remember us anymore, but I'm more than sad thinking that she's suffering with this kind of illness. "Is there a chance that her memories would come back?"

Quinn shrugged. "I really don't know, B. The doctor said there's only five percent chance that she will get her memories back. He even said that San's still lucky she can create new memories unlike others who has Anterograde amnesia which based on Google deals with the inability to form new memories," she said as she frowned and crinkled her nose.

"I don't know where to start Quinn. I still can't believe what happened to her." I said. "Did she ask about me?

Quinn smiled and nodded, "She did, she asked me to confirm if you are really her girlfriend and I told her the truth." Suddenly, I saw how her happiness turned into sadness. "You know, she cried when Leroy and Hiram came to visit and gave her the confirmation that Rachel died three years ago."

"It must be too much for her to get through another pain again," I said shaking my head.

Quinn nodded.

"She told me to tell you to visit her tomorrow." Quinn said with a sound of excitement which made me break into a huge smile.

"She did?" I asked in surprise.

Quinn smirked. "Yeah, it's your chance to talk to her and declare your still undying love for her but, please don't pressure her to remember things straightaway, okay?"

I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. I felt like a huge weight has been taken off my chest

"I promise, Quinn." I said with a big smile on my face. "I guess I'll have to believe and hold on to that five percent chance that she'll remember, yeah?"

"Well, you should." Quinn said with a smile.

"Thank you so much Quinn," I said and hugged her.

She chuckled tapping my back. "Remember, the mind forgets but the heart doesn't."
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Santana's POV:

I was awake all night trying to remember a thing about Brittany but I don't know why I can't remember even a small detail. I guess, I really hit my head so bad and it sucks.

Does having an amnesia really felt like this? Like, you feel so strange about everything? I was even shocked when Quinn told me that she has a girlfriend! God, I did forget a lot of things.

I was also not aware that mom and I are talking again. I guess I've been good for the past recent three years of my life. Like someone changed me for the better.

I scoffed and shook my head.

I mean, gross. I can't be that too nice!

Now get back to Brittany. I really wanted to see her and talk to her so I could end up things with her properly. I can't remember her or my feelings for her, so I don't think we should still be together. At least I'm being nice to break up with her in person and not via call or text message. Quinn said, she's nice and sweet which is too good to be true and for me, that's a turn off.

Well, yeah Rachel was nice too but she was different.

My train of thoughts was interrupted when I heard soft knocks at the door.

It opened, revealing the blonde woman I was waiting for.

"Come in." I said smiling at her. I was just trying to be nice.

She grinned as she walked in towards me. She handed me the flowers she brought for me and put the basket of fruits on the table next to my bed. "How are you?" She asked smiling.

I'm not gonna lie, she looks so hot considering she's wearing decent. Black jeans, a white t-shirt and a leather black jacket.

"Santana, are you okay?" She asked again which made me realized my eyes were glued looking at her neck which I really admire because I find it sexy. God damn it, Santana!

I cleared my throat to speak. "Yes, I'm okay and feel great. Umm... You might wanna sit down first?"

She nodded before she took a stool to sit down.

"Quinn told me you wanted to see me," she said biting her lip which made me gasp internally. Urgh!

"Yes, I asked her to tell you to visit because I really wanted to talk to you about something," I said. "About us."

She nodded biting her lip again before she smiled. "About us?"

"Yeah, I just thought its better if we break up," I said, plain and simple.

Her mouth agape, "Break up? You asked me to visit for you to break up with me?"

I nodded. "Uh, yes... I can't remember you, so how will I act like everything's okay?"

"This is ridiculous! Santana, this is a relationship, and I'm not gonna let you break up with me just because you don't remember anything about me!"

"You can't force me, Miss Blondie!"

"I'm not forcing you and I'm not going to! But I want you to at least try to get to know me. I'm not going to give up on you, Santana."

"I'm stubborn."

"Even if you're stubborn, mean and sometime's -"

"Whoa, okay, that is too many to mention... I only said stubborn- Ahh- Aww"

I whined in pain when I tried to sit up on my own.

Brittany sighed as she moved towards me and gently wrapped her arms around my waist. "Slow down" she said softly. "Let me help you, okay?" she put another pillow on my back so I can sit comfortably. Then I realized how near she is to me. She then looked at me and smirked. "You're blushing."

I glared at her and scoffed. "I'm not," I muttered.

She shrugged. "Whatever you say," she said as she moved back to her seat. Then I noticed her necklace. It seemed familiar to me, or somehow I recognized. "Nice necklace."

She took her necklace and felt it as she ran her fingers to it. "It is beautiful" she said with a smile as she looked at it. "You actually gave this to me when we celebrated our third month."

I bit my inside cheek trying not to form a smile, though internally my heart is screaming.

"Wow, third month... That means I was really serious about you." I said, wiggling my eyebrows.

"Well, you were mean to me and sometimes you were being stubborn but you're more of a sweet and cheesy person," she said and chuckled.

God, how adorable she is.

But what she said made me roll my eyes and laugh. "Sweet and cheesy? I don't think that's true. That's cringy by the way."

She laughed again "It's true, you always sing me a song. Mostly, the ones you compose."

"Do I love you?" I asked which I think caught her by surprise... And, PS made me wanna hit my head.

She opened her mouth to speak but she closed it back and stayed silent.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

She sighed. "I still believe that you love me."

"Okay?" I said. "What do you mean, still?"

"That same day before your accident, we had our huge fight which made you decide to leave and drove away from me. I broke your heart because I kept it a secret from you that Rachel is my heart donor," she told me which shocked me. "Another thing that happened was I went to a party, I was being careless that's why the next day I woke up in a bed that wasn't mine, next to another girl which was my best friend."

"So, you cheated on me?"

"No!" she refuted. "I swear I haven't and I won't."

"Well, I'm sure there was something I saw which made me decide to leave you," I challenged.

"There were pictures of me and her outside your car. It was like evidence that we really did something but I swear nothing of that happened. She came to my house yesterday and confessed that she wanted to ruin us because she know she can't have me."

I studied her eyes trying to see something that will tell me if she was lying but all I could see was sincerity and truth.

"Please say something. Please tell me you believed in me that I didn't cheat on you," she said as she looked at me in the eyes.

I shrugged. "Well, shockingly right now, I believe you, but how will I be sure that you're really telling me the truth? I can't remember. What if you're pretending and you're just telling me the opposite of what truly happened?"

"Santana, I can't promise you a perfect relationship but one thing I can promise is that I would never cheat on you and I know I haven't. Please, give me a second chance to prove that I'm worth of your trust."

"Second chance for me is like a luxury. If I give you what you want, I'm expecting you won't waste it."

"I won't."

I sighed trying to think what will be my decision. I mean this woman already broke my trust.

"Santana..."

I groaned. "Fine! This bitch is going to give you a second chance then."

She smiled and instantly hugged me tight. "I love you so much," she said which felt kind of strange to me.

"Okay, enough," I said and rolled my eyes.

"Oh, right..." she mumbled as she moved away. "I'm sorry if I got a little too carried away."

"It's okay... And you're blushing" I said smirking. "I would like to properly introduce myself, I'm Santana Lopez," I said as I extended my hand.

She smiled, still blushing.

"Brittany S. Pierce," she said as she took my hand for a handshake.
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