Well, well. An update that took less than a month. What a surprise. Thanks again for all the alerts, favorites and reviews. They all mean so much to me, and they're what keeps me continuing this story.

This chapter was a lot of fun to write! Just a warning for strong language, and a frequent use of the word 'fuck'. I love Lea.

Well, let's just get on with it, shall we.


Impossible Heartache

Chapter 51

Naya had taken them all to what used to be their favorite club. They hadn't gone out with the entire cast for quite a while. They usually just hung out at someone's house. The first thing they noticed when they got in to the club, was that it was a lot more crowded than it used to be.

Gratefully the mood had immediately gotten better when their friends realized that Naya was really okay. They had been worried of how she would take being outed to the world, but Naya's calmness eventually infected her friends' behavior as well and they started loosening up.

The guys immediately went to the bar to get some drinks for everyone, while the girls gathered into a vacant booth. Lea quickly slipped in after Naya and the look she shot her made Heather sure that she did it on purpose so that she couldn't sit next to Naya.

Naya didn't seem to notice as she chatted away with Jenna and Amber. Dianna however, caught Heather's confused look and shrugged her shoulders. Heather let her slip into the booth after Lea, and then sat down herself. She didn't really feel like sitting next to Lea if all she was going to do was glare at her. She would deal with that later. Tonight was the time to have fun.

When the guys came back with their drinks, the whole outing was soon forgotten. The more alcohol consumed, the more fun they were having.

"Let's go dancing," Kevin suggested after a few drinks and he pulled both Jenna and Naya with him.

Heather watched as Naya's face lit up. Her eyes immediately searched for hers, and she started holding her hand up in a gesture for Heather to take. Before she could even react, Lea snatched for Naya's hand and pulled her to the dance floor.

Again, Dianna seemed to be the only one to notice. "What's up with her?" she asked Heather.

"I have no idea," Heather frowned, then shrugged. "I'll go get some more drinks," she announced.

"I'll go with you," Dianna said and followed her.

When they reached the bar and ordered their drinks, Heather overheard a conversation that was happening right behind her.

"—from Glee. Apparently she's a lesbian. She got outed by someone yesterday, and people are making speculations that her blonde best friend did it."

Heather froze, her back towards them and her eyes staring straight ahead in terror. Dianna, who was nodding her head to the beat of the music didn't seem to hear.

"Why would her best friend do that?" another person asked.

"I don't know, maybe they were in a fight. You know how girls can be," the first person scoffed.

"Well that's a shitty best friend. One fight and bam, your secret's out. I swear they all do it for attention."

So people thought that Heather was the one that outed Naya? They thought that she and Naya had gotten into a fight so she outed her? Did people really think she would be capable of doing something like that to Naya? To anyone?

She didn't understand how anyone could do it to anybody. But her mother had. How could she have done it? Heather was so furious with her mother, but most of all, she was heartbroken. She loved her mom. She wanted her to be proud of her. She never thought things would turn out like this.

She didn't want people to find out that her mother was the one that outed Naya. She was too ashamed of it. She wants her mother to suffer for what she did, but not like that. At the end of the day she was still her mother.

"Are you okay?" Dianna snapped her out of her thoughts. "You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Yeah, I'm fine. Let's just go dance." She picked up the drinks she had just ordered for her and Naya. Dianna grabbed the other two that were placed in front of them and quickly sipped at one of them to keep it from spilling.

When she walked away from the bar, she caught the same voices she had heard before. "That's her! That's the girl who told everyone her best friend is gay." Heather could feel their eyes on her back. She felt more self-conscious than she had felt in a long time, which meant something.

She couldn't stop herself from peeking over her shoulder to look at the group of people, but immediately regretted it when she saw four pairs of eyes trained on her. One of them glared at her with a look of disgust.

She quickly turned around again, following Dianna through the crowd. When they reached their friends, Dianna handed Lea her other drink, who immediately drank it in three gulps.

Heather absentmindedly tapped Naya's shoulder to hand her her drink, the glare she had just received still fresh in her mind. When Naya caught the look on her face, she immediately turned to face her.

"What's wrong?" she asked, comfortingly brushing her hand over Heather's bare arm.

"N- nothing, I'm fine," she dismissed.

"Babe–" Naya started, not buying Heather's answer, but was cut off by Lea's snaring voice.

"God fucking damn it, Mark!" she cursed, her hands held up as she glanced down her dress that was now stained with some dark liquid.

"You shouldn't jump into someone's arms when he's holding a drink, Lea," Dianna snickered, patting Lea's shoulder.

"What am I supposed to do now? I'm not gonna dance around in this fucking dress anymore now," Lea said dramatically.

"You could always take it off," Cory joked with a grin, earning an annoyed glare from Lea.

Naya glanced at Heather again, who was unconsciously biting her lip. It was clear to her that something was bothering her. She didn't look comfortable here.

"We could just continue this party at my house?" Naya suggested.

"Yes! Let's turn this into a pool party!" Kevin said, highfiving Harry and Chord.
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The ride home was awkward.

The cast divided itself into groups and they all took cabs to Naya's house. Naya, Heather, Dianna and Lea shared one cab. Dianna sat in the front while the other three sat in the back with Lea in the middle.

Lea kept on whining over her stained dress, while Heather tried to ignore Naya's worried glances. She didn't need to know that people thought she was the one who outed Naya. She would tell people the truth. That it wasn't Heather, but her mother who had outed her. Heather didn't want that to happen.

"I might as well just throw this dress away. Seriously, I'm going to kill Mark," Lea groaned.

"Lea, shut up please," Naya sighed.

"I know you're upset for being outed and all, but you don't have to take that out on me," Lea rolled her eyes.

Naya raised her eyebrows and huffed at her friend. "I'm not upset because of that right now. I'm just annoyed as hell because you keep whining over some stupid stain."

"Well that isn't my fault either," Lea snarled. "Bitch," she muttered under her breath, loud enough for everyone in the car to hear, but getting no reaction.

Naya and Dianna simply rolled their eyes, but Heather sent her a warning glare. Lea only rose her eyebrow provokingly. Heather shook her head dismissively and turned back to the window, earning a huff from Lea.

When they all reached Naya's house, they immediately found the booze and went to the pool. Naya had enough bikinis for the girls to borrow, but the guys shamelessly undressed into their underwear before jumping in.

"Where are Naya, Heather, Dianna and Lea?" Darren asked before dipping his head underwater to wet his hair.

"I don't know about Lea and Dianna, but Naya and Heather are probably having sex somewhere," Chord said shamelessly, searching for a not-empty bottle of alcohol.

"No we're not," Naya butted in, walking towards the pool with only Dianna in tow. Heather had excused herself to the kitchen to get some water – sober up a little. Lea was wherever, probably still moping over her dress.

"Hey, get in here!" Cory yelled, spraying water at Dianna and Naya with a water gun. They easily dodged the spray and walked closer to the side of the pool.

Naya was just about to dip her foot in, when someone suddenly grabbed her ankle from underwater, trying to pull her into the pool. She yelped, and quickly grabbed a hold onto Dianna's arms, who almost tipped over into the pool.

"Jeez, Bee!" Naya exclaimed when Kevin's face appeared from underwater with an evil smirk on his lips. "I could have died!"

"Well, that's a bit melodramatic, don't you think?" Dianna said before prying Naya's hands off of her and pushing her into the pool.

"Wooh, highfive Di!" Kevin laughed along with the rest of their friends, but Dianna shook her head with a knowing grin on her face.

"Nuh-uh, don't think so. You'd just pull me in."

"Dianna, you betrayer!" Naya coughed when she appeared again. "You are so getting in this pool." She threateningly swam up to where Dianna stood, who simply took a small step back so she was out of reach.

"Yeah, I'd like to see you try doing that," Dianna scoffed.

"It's not really going to be that hard actually," Naya smirked.

"Oh really?" Dianna quirked an eyebrow.

"Yes really," Mark said from behind Dianna, who shrieked in surprise before feeling herself being lifted up in his arms.

"No, wait–" she started, but Mark's feet were already in the air as he jumped into the pool with her in his arms. Everyone laughed at the surprised look on Dianna's face when she reappeared.

"Nice and wet, huh?" Naya grinned.

"Wanky!" Amber laughed loudly, making Naya roll her eyes.

"Whatever," she smiled, swimming towards the side of the pool, pulling herself up out of the water. "I'm going to check what's taking my girlfriend so long." She grabbed an almost empty tequila bottle and took the last swig.
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When Heather walked into the kitchen, she found Lea in a bikini holding her dress under the faucet in an attempt to get rid of the stain. Before Heather could turn around without being spotted, Lea looked over her shoulder and glared at her.

"Oh, it's you," she said disapprovingly.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Heather sighed.

"Can you stop acting like you're innocent?" Lea said, turning off the faucet and turning around to face Heather.

"What?"

"You outed Naya!" Lea said, raising her voice.

Shit. Lea thought it too? Who else thought that she was the one who outed Naya?

"This is all your fault, and you're just pretending like nothing happened." Lea kept on throwing accusations at her.

"No, I– wait," Heather stammered, shaking her head, but Lea just continued.

"You're being so selfish. Didn't you see how lonely she looked at the club? You didn't even go talk to her." Yeah, she didn't do that because Lea kept on blocking their ways. Whenever Heather tried to talk to or sit next to Naya, Lea did it instead.

"You're fucking weak, Heather," Lea added.

Heather's breath stocked in her throat, because frankly, Lea was right. She was weak. Her girlfriend just got outed by her mother, and she wasn't strong enough to stand by Naya's side in public. She wasn't ready for people to know she was in love with a girl. She would rather have people thinking she was the one that outed Naya than having them think that she was gay. Why was she so weak?

"What's going on here?" Naya walked into the kitchen in a simple black bikini and an empty tequila bottle, water dripping from her hair onto the floor. She eyed Lea and Heather suspiciously.

Heather quickly rubbed her eyes when she realized they were wet, and tried walking out of the kitchen, past Naya. She didn't have to know what this conversation was about. But before she could pass, Naya grabbed her wrist, and pulled her back.

"You stay the fuck here," Naya said, and Heather was surprised by the harsh way she said it. "What did you say to her?" Naya asked Lea angrily.

Dianna walked in now too, with a fluffy pink towel wrapped around herself.

"I can't believe you're actually taking her side, Naya," Lea said, rolling her eyes once again.

"You've been bitching around all night. What's wrong with you?" Naya frowned, still holding Heather's wrist.

"She fucking outed you to the world and now you're both just pretending like nothing happened!" Lea said, throwing her hands up in disbelief.

"Lea–" Dianna tried to interrupt.

"Woa, you're really fucking clueless, aren't you? Heather wasn't the one–" Naya yelled, but Heather was quick to interrupt her. She didn't want them to know it was her mother that outed her. She was too ashamed. Besides, it was technically her fault that her mother outed Naya.

"Don't even bother, Naya. Lea is kind of right…"

"No, she's not!" Naya said with an incredulous laugh. She turned to Heather and sent her a disbelieving look. Why would she even think that it's her fault?

"She fucking admits that it's her fault and you're still defending her? Wow Naya, that's really–"

"Shut the fuck up, Lea. You don't even know what's going on," Naya spit angrily.

"You got outed and she's pretending everything in her perfect life is fine." Lea shrugged as if it was clear.

Lea was right. Heather was scared of what people would think if she admitted she was gay. She loved Naya. She loved her so much, so why wasn't she strong enough to just be with her in public? What was stopping her from being honest? From being herself?

"You don't know what it's like!" Naya sighed exasperatedly.

"Stop defending her. She can talk for herself," Lea waved Naya away and glared at Heather.

Dianna finally decided to step in. "Let's just all calm–"

"Shhh!" Lea shushed her, pushing her hand in Dianna's face while still intently staring at Heather, clearly waiting for her to say something.

"Wow, okay, I think you've had enough alcohol." Dianna said, pulling Lea's hand out of her face by her wrist.

"Do you have anything to say at all, Heather?" Lea asked expectantly.

Heather hesitated, looking from Lea to Naya to Dianna and back to Lea. Lea just had a small, smug smile on her face because it didn't seem like Heather had anything to say that would defend herself. Naya looked furious and annoyed, like she could snap at any moment, and Dianna just looked worried about all of them.

"I'm ashamed–" Heather started, but was again immediately cut off by Lea.

"Well, you fucking should be, bitch. You fucking outed the girl you're supposed to love." Heather cringed at her words and felt her eyes tear up. "Does that make you feel powerful?"

"N- no, I–" Heather thought of her mother. Her mom was going to out her own daughter. She threatened Naya. Her mother wanted to show how powerful she was. How could she ever do that to someone she loved? To her own daughter?

"I seriously hope someone you love forces you out of the closet too." Lea added, and that was all that Naya needed to snap.

She lunged forward and slapped Lea across the cheek in one fast movement.

"You fucking bitch!" Lea screamed before throwing herself forward, scratching tan skin and pulling dark hair.

Heather and Dianna were quick to butt in. Heather quickly encircled Naya's waist and pulled her back when she wanted to strike again, and Dianna somehow managed to hug Lea into some sort of vice grip with the help of her towel.

"Do you know how pathetic you are for defending the person who outed you? You're fucking stupid for loving that bitch!" Lea screamed at Naya, who still tried to get free from Heather's arms.

Heather clenched her eyes shut and tightened her grip on her waist. She couldn't stop the tears from forming in her eyes over hearing Lea's hurtful words.

"She isn't the one that outed me, you stupid whore!" Naya finally exclaimed.

"Yeah, right," Lea huffed sarcastically. "Then who did?"

"Don't," Heather whispered, loud enough for only Naya to hear. The pain in her voice immediately made Naya stop her struggle. She turned her head to look at her, and sighed at the fear and hurt she found in her watering eyes.

"See? That's what I thought," Lea said with a smug smile.

"Lea, it wasn't Heather," Dianna repeated, causing everyone's attention to snap to her. Dianna looked at Heather and sighed. "It was her mother."

Oh. Dianna knew? Naya must have told her. The way Naya apologetically squeezed her arms that were still wrapped around her waist confirmed Heather's thoughts. Heather buried her face in Naya's damp hair, shielding her tears from the rest.

Lea was speechless for the first time that evening. "Whuhhat–" Lea mumbled incoherently.

"Think twice before you go accusing my girlfriend of doing something she would obviously never do." Naya grumbled.

"S- sorry…" Lea muttered. "I'm sorry, Heather."

She nodded against Naya's shoulder, her face still buried in her hair.

"Why didn't you just tell me instead of making me look like a total bitch?"

"You are a total bitch," Naya muttered under her breath.

"I didn't say anything because I'm ashamed…" Heather started, quickly wiping her eyes before looking up from Naya's shoulder. "I didn't think my mom was capable of doing something like that. She's my freaking mom. She's supposed to love and accept me." She sighed. "It should have been me."

"No," Naya interrupted, but Heather continued.

"She should have outed me. But no, instead she outed Naya, just to show how much power she has over our lives. And the worst part is that I'm not strong enough to stand by your side in all of this." Heather finally pulled her arms from around Naya's waist and stepped back.

"You're not ready, I get that." Naya said, turning around to face Heather.

"But I am!" Heather said, surprising even herself. "I am ready for the world to know."

"Then what's stopping you?" Lea asked the obvious question.

"I don't know," Heather sighed, rubbing her face in frustration. Why couldn't she just do it? She knew people's reactions to her and Naya dating wouldn't be bad. If she came out, it would be her own choice, and not someone else's like it had been when her mother outed Naya.

That was just it though. Her mother. Before she could come out, she had to talk to her mother. She had to explain this all to her. She had to explain that this was her life, and that she wasn't going to change. Nothing could change who she was.

"I guess… I have to talk to my mom first," Heather said. She inwardly cursed at herself for making it sound so lame. As if she needed her mother's permission to come out.

"You're kidding, right?" Lea chuckled bemused.

"I get it," Naya said, nodding her head with an understanding smile.

"So you're going to Arizona again?" Dianna asked, figuring she wouldn't want to have this conversation over the phone.

"We're going to Arizona," Heather corrected her, grabbing Naya's arm and pulling her closer.

"Are you sure that's a good idea?" Naya looked unsure. Jeannie wouldn't be happy to see her.

"If you don't want to see her, I get it," Heather said, threading their fingers together.

"It's not that. It's just that I don't think she would want to see me."

"You're a part of my life, Nay. My mom should realize that. If you're not comfortable with coming along to see my mom, I get it, but I hope you'll at least come with me to Jacksonville." Heather pulled her closer by their intertwined hands, resting her other hand on Naya's bare hip. "We could stay with my sister again."

Naya hummed with a smile. "Or we could book a hotel room…"

Heather grinned, running her fingers from Naya's hip to her back to pull her closer. Naya leaned into her and softly kissed her jaw. Heather turned her head down to connect their lips together into a soft kiss.

"Oookay," Lea coughed. "This isn't awkward at all."

"That escalated quickly…" Dianna mused.

Getting no reaction, Lea coughed again. "I think we're just gonna go hit the pool, give you girls some privacy." She pulled Dianna with her out of the kitchen, giving Heather's shoulder a short pat on the way out. "Again, sorry."

Heather just swatted her away before resting the same hand on Naya's jaw, deepening the kiss.

"Rude much," Lea muttered before leaving the girls alone.