I'M BACK WITH ANOTHER BRITTANA FIC! FEEL FREE TO YELL AT ME OVER TUMBLR BUT I CAN'T THINK OF ANYTHING FOR MY OTHER STORIES!

"B, I need to tell you something."

Silence.

"B."

"Santana, what?" a sleepy Brittany asked.

"I joined the army."

"WHAT?"

"I joined the army."

Silence.

"Say something please."

Sobbing.

"Brittany..."

"Santana… how could you do this? You are my entire existence. My best friend. My girlfriend! God how could you be so fucking thoughtless?"

"Brittany it's only a desk sergeant position."

Brittany turned to me, her eyes glistening with tears. "You promise?"

I held out my pinkie.

"You promise?" she repeated.

"When have I ever broken a promise?" I smiled.

That conversation ran through my mind as I tossed in the bed. That letter I got… I have never cried so hard in my life. Brittany lay next to me, and she stirred.

"Santana, what is it?"

"Brittany, I joined the army."

"Yeah, I know." She said, confused.

I thrust the letter at her. Her brow furrowed in an utter lack of understanding. I watched her expression change as she read the letter aloud.

"Dear Ms. Lopez:

I am pleased to inform you that do to your joining the army, you will be deployed to Afghanistan on the 12th of…"

"Please don't be mad." I silently begged.

She dropped the paper and burst into tears.

"Santana, how could you do this? You're deployed tomorrow?" she asked through broken sobs.

"Brittany… I love you so much. Please… don't be mad."

"Santana I love you too, but I am mad."

"…please don't hate me."

"Santana Lopez. I could never hate you. I love you too much. But I am mad."

"Please don't be."

"I love you so much Santana. Don't die."

I felt tears streak down my face.

"I'll try."

/

"Santana…"

I was dressed in full army gear. I was clutching my plane ticket in my left hand, and was hugging everyone that knew I was leaving.

I hugged my mom, my dad, Mr. Schue, and finally, Brittany. I gently kissed her and patted her back. I stepped back.

"I'll Skype and call whenever I can. I love you so so so much."

They were crying.

Gate 12 is now boarding.

I hugged them all again.

Gate 12 second call.

I backed up, wiped a few tears and headed towards the gate.

I looked back and saw several watery smiles. "I love you." I said, and headed on to the plane.

As I found my seat next to another army-clad guy, I looked out the window. I felt us speeding down the runway and we lifted into the air.

"Bye Brittany."


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