Notes: Drabble-a-Day 2011 Day 102. Prompt from iceshade: Britanny/Santana-Open relationship. Unbeta'd. Comments and concrit welcome.
Summary: Sharing is not an option.
Santana looked at Brittany in disbelief.
She didn’t know if she wanted to kiss that sweet mouth or slap it, even though she’d promised herself and Miss Pillsbury that she was going to work on the anger.
After everything Brittany honestly thought that was a solution, even if Artie had agreed.
“But I thought…”
She’d never minded Brittany’s stupidity until now.
“You really don’t get it.”
“That was before. Now it’s different. I’m different.”
She can’t believe she just said that, but it’s true. It’s like a song she half-heard once.
“All or nothing at all.”