Bring Me Back || Brittana

The second Santana heard the word ‘hospital’ she freaked. Screaming, crying, and refusing, Santana wouldn’t go; she couldn’t. Santana shook her head against Brittany, and found enough in her to lift her head. The Latina was even able to find enough air for one word, so she used it up, screaming out her disapproval. “N-NO!” Was all Santana was able to come out with before choking on the little air her body allowed her, and coughed; that scared her, and she then put her head back down and let out another set of violent sobs and cries.

Yelling out ‘no’ was probably a waste of the air she was able to gather because she knew that they would make her go anyways. Santana clutched onto Brittany tighter, squeezing her so tight; trying to get to tell her wife that she really didn’t want to go to the hospital. Barely breathing, Santana begged through touch, needing Brittany to let her stay. She shook her head against the woman holding her, telling her no again. Santana shook even harder at the thought, trembling harder then she’d ever at that moment.