Title: Can't Cope

Rating: T for language

Word count: 353

Summary: "I can't do this Brittany. I can't. There is no way in hell that I can cope with this."

Authors notes: Just a quick little drabble after tonight's Glee episode.


"I can't do this Brittany. I can't. There is no way in hell that I can cope with this. I can't go into school and deal with all of them hating me. I can't deal with my family disowning me and absolutely everyone hating me. I can't do this, Brit. Why did this have to happen to me? Why can't I just love you?" Santana was near hyperventilating, there were tears flowing down her cheeks and she was pacing in the school bathroom that she and Brittany were currently locked in.

"I don't know, San, I really don't." Brittany sounded on the verge of tears. She was sitting next to one of the sinks, her long legs tucked up underneath her. "I'm sorry, Santana. I really am. This shouldn't have happened to anyone, let alone you. And I know that it sucks, and it hurts. But it'll get better. We'll make it better." Brittany gave Santana a small smile.

"How? How the fuck can it get better, Brit? My family is going to murder me. There's a reason I haven't come out to them. I just can't do it. I can't do any of this, Brit. I quit. I give up." Santana wrapped her arms around herself and started crying even harder. Brittany slid down from where she was sitting and hugged Santana close to her.

"We'll make it better, somehow. If your parents kick you out, then you can come and live with me. If anyone at school so much as looks at you the wrong way, then I'll kick their arse. We can get through this, Santana. You know we can. Because we've made it through everything else and there's no way in hell this is going to stop us." Brittany pulled back slightly and brushed the tears off of Santana's beautiful face. She had eyeliner and mascara all over her face, tear tracts fresh with new tears running down her cheeks and the reddest eyes that Brittany had ever seen, but she still thought Santana was drop dead beautiful. Brittany titled her head so that their foreheads were touching. "We'll make it, because we love each other. Because that's all we need."