I don't know why, but a lot of ideas come to my head, and this just so happens to be one of them so here it is(: .
Mercedes P.O.V.
Mercedes was beyond furious. She opened up a magazine, and what does she see? The fucken headline of the stupid story smacked her right in her face. Is Shane Tinsley Cleveland Browns star cheating on Mercedes with video vixen Kitty?" and below the fucken caption was a picture of Shane's triflin cheating ass whispering in the hoes ear. He wants to cheat huh? I'll show him, who the fuck Mercedes Jones was, but oh he's going to explain himself, believe that. She waited in the living room for him to get home, oh that bastard had a lot of explaining to do. She turned the T.v on, not that she was watching anything the silence was driving her crazy. She heard the key rattling in the door, she turned off the T.v. And went to kitchen and sat at the table and waited. The door finally opened.
"Baby, I'm home, where are you?" he yelled.
"Kitchen" she spat coldly giving him a one word answer with out emotion. He didn't seem to notice. He walked into the kitchen and tried to kiss her on the lips but she moved her face.
"what's wrong with you" he asked with an attitude. No this bastard is not giving me an attitude, after I'm TRYING to give him the benefit of the doubt she thought. Calm down Mercy she said to herself. He went into the kitchen opening the container of orange juice and drinking from it, looking at her waiting for a response.
"well, let me see I had a bad day at work, so I decide to go get a cup of coffee, at a newspaper stand. I look down, and what do I see on a TMZ magazine? "Is Shane Tinsley Cleveland Browns star cheating on Mercedes with video vixen Kitty?". Shane spit the orange juice everywhere.
"Care to explain? Because I would love to hear it" she crossed her legs, and crossed her arms over her chest.
"Mercedes, that's not true" he started but she cut him off.
"oh it's not true? Oh let me read a portion, hmm late Friday night Defensive Tackle of the Cleveland browns was spotted leaving the club, with video vixen kitty, they seem a little to cozy to be just friends"
"Those are lies" he said snatching the magazine away.
"oh okay, because you know what? I remember on Friday I suggested we had dinner and after stay home and watch a movie, but you said "oh baby I can't the coach is making us have a late practice, because since play-off is so soon, we need to practice more" so please, explain to me how you were spotted outside a club when you had late practice" she said with disgust.
"Cedes, I can explain" he tried again.
"don't fucken call me Cedes, I'm going to ask you ONE time and ONE time only, are you or are you not cheating on me?" she said coldly. And Shane knew he was caught, and not to lie.
"I can explain" he started but Mercedes was not having it, she marched upstairs, opened up his drawer and started throwing his shit at him.
"you can explain huh? I fucken gave everything up for you. I left my fucken family behind, you made me lose weight because "it was healthy" but the real reason you wanted me to be skinny like that bitch, but news flash I may not be as big as I use to be but she will never have these boobs and this ass" she said throwing his clothes at his face.
"Mercedes stop" he tried, but she just kept up throwing his shit at him
"and you know what? Your fucken ass can have her, she'll leave your ass as soon as she finds out your not good in bed, you dick head" she spat. That triggered something in him.
"you know what? I'm tired of this shit, please explain to me why your throwing my shit around, cause obviously we're over so why are you throwing MY stuff" he said, but Mercedes didn't quite understand where he was getting out.
"are you fucken stupid? I'm kicking your pathetic excuse of a man ass out" she said. He stared at her.
"Last time I checked, this was my house, my name is on the deed, and it's on the deed of that car you drive, so you get the fuck out and leave the car keys while your at it" he said angrily. Mercedes froze, it finally hit her he was throwing her out, he was taking away the car, it also just hit her that she didn't have a job because Shane wanted her to be a stay home housewife and produce "Cocoa babies". She had nothing, he may be taking away her shit, but he damn sure wasn't going to take away her dignity. She damn sure wasn't gonna grovel and beg him to stay.
"you know what? You're right, everything is yours and I want nothing to do with your filthy cheating ass" she said about to walk out the room, before his words stopped her dead in her tracks.
"you're nothing Mercedes, you have nothing, and you will NEVER be something, you're nothing with out me!" he stated smugly. Mercedes stopped and turned towards him. How dare him she thought. She walked towards him.
"I'll be nothing? Please I'll be stronger than you will ever believe, and trust me when I tell you I'll be okay" she stated and smacked him hard right in his face and walked out. She had no where to go, she pulled out her phone and called her best-friend. The phone rang three times, until he picked up.
"Hey diva, what's up?" he said unbeknownst of how Mercedes was feeling.
"Kurty" she said, on the verge of crying. Kurt knew something was wrong, Mercedes only called him Kurty, when she was REALLY sad.
"Cedes, what's wrong " he said in a panicked voice.
"Kurty, I need you, come get me please" she said.
"where are you? I'll be their in 10" he answered. Mercedes thought for a second on saying home, but this definitely wasn't home.
"Shane's house" she said.
"Mercedes what do you mean Shane's house?" he said.
"Kurty, just come please I'll tell you everything when you come, just come" she said and hung up. 10 minutes later and Kurt was there like he said. She got into the car, and Kurt sped away.
"Cedes, what happened?" he said.
"Kurt, can we just go some where to talk?" she asked, Kurt just pulled up to his and Blaine's house, and sat in the car and waited.
"Talk Cedes" he simply said.
"He cheated on me, Kurt and I confronted him and he basically said yes, and I started throwing his shit at him trying to kick him out, when he stopped me, he said it's his house, and the car I drive is his, and that I needed to leave" she said, and broke down and started crying. Kurt was beyond shocked, he knew Shane was shady, but he never expected for this to happen.
"So what are you going to do?" he tried,
"I can't do anything, all my credit cards are in his name, I have no where to go, no car, no money Kurt I only have like 20 dollars on me" she said sadly.
"Oh Cedes, it's gonna be okay, you can move in with Blaine and I" He said
"Kurt, i-ii can't I don't want to intrude you guys" she said.
"Mercedes Patrice Jones, you are my best-friend and you come before any dick, and we have an extra room it won't be any problem" he tried.
"Thank you so much, I don't know what I would do with out you" she said softly
"you'd be just as fabulous, diva" he said which made her smile. He opened the car door and walked her to the house, and into the guest bedroom. She simply climbed into bed and tried to fall asleep.
"Cedes? Are you hungry? Do you want me to do anything for you?" he tried
"No Kurt, you've done enough, can you just fill Santana in please? I don't want to tell the story twice" she said and fell asleep. Kurt definitely wasn't going to do that, Him, Cedes, and Satan were 3 peas in the pod, he was the sane one, cedes was the fun one, and Satan was the lethal one. So he avoided letting her know about this situation until Mercedes got a chance to get her clothes and belongings, cause if Santana found out, believe me when I say, she'll set the house on fire with Shane in it. He closed the door and walked out, Blaine was home and since he hasn't been home for a month, because of filming they had some reacquainting to do.
Mercedes woke up to the sound of Blaine, and Kurt having sex and it was disgusting she loved him, but she could live with out hearing those things, she stood up while in bed and her stomach reminded her she hasn't eaten all day, she cursed internally for not taking Kurt up on his offer. She needed food in her system, and she needed it now. She got out of bed, grabbed her phone and left, she didn't want to interrupt Kurt getting his play on. She saw one two blocks away when Kurt was driving, it was freezing, she walked, until she reached inside and it was empty, their was only guy in there sitting with a hood on, she made her way to the cash register.
"Welcome to McDonald's, how may I help you?" the Cashier said.
"Hi, can I have a Sala-" she started, and thought about it for a second, Shane was to the one who made her order a salad all the time, fuck him and his bullshit ways, she was having a Big Mac she hasn't had one in ages.
"I'm sorry, I'll take a Big Mac, with everything, the whole meal" she stated, she waited to be told the price.
"That'll be 7.04 please" she stated. Mercedes pulled out her wallet, and looked at the only money she had to her name, 20$, she was sad, it brought back memories to the way her life is now, she said nothing and handed her the money. She stood to the side and waited for her meal. 5 minutes later the cashier brought her food in a tray.
"Thank you, have a great day." she said.
"you too" Mercedes said back, she grabbed her food and sat at the table in front of the man. She bit into the burger and it was like heaven. She hummed in appreciation. She was so in awe with the taste she didn't even notice they guy walk up to her table, it wasn't until he cleared her throat did she realize someone was there.
"May I sit down please?" he said.
"why? It's not like the place is empty" she said rudely, but truth be told, she really didn't know the guy.
"but wouldn't company be better?" he said pulling down his hood, and giving her the most sexiest half smile she's ever seen. This guy was gorgeous! Like model gorgeous, and she recognized him, he was the quarterback of the New York Jets, her favorite team, even though she told Shane it was the Browns. Wow, what was he doing in Lima, in a plain Mcdonalds. She let him sit down, only to find out why he was here.
"Sure take a seat" she said wiping her mouth.
"So, what's wrong?" he asked right off the bat, which made her raise an eyebrow, how did he know something was wrong that quick? It took Shane the silent treatment to know something was wrong.
"and how do you know something is wrong?" she asked.
"because theirs not a smile on that beautiful face of yours" he said, she laughed, not because it was funny, but because it was corny.
"there you go " he tried.
"That was corny" she said.
"Well, I'm Samuel Evans, what's your name?" he asked.
"I'm Mercedes Jones, and I know who you are" she said with a smile.
"oh yeah? And who am I ?" he retorted
"you're Sam Evans star quarterback of my favorite team, but the real question is, what are you doing here?" she said.
"wow, your favorite team huh? And we play the browns on Sunday, so I'm here for a couple of days" she smiled, his smile was beautiful.
"oh that's cool I hope you kick their asses, but I doubt it" she said, wanting Shane's team to lose but the way the Jets were playing, that might be impossible.
"What do you mean you doubt it?" he asked inquisitively.
"well, if you don't mind me saying your offense isn't that good, you guys are trying to hard to rush the ball when it clearly doesn't work, you can tell you guys have bad chemistry, and your defensive line doesn't cover for you because, come interview time it's all about "i did this" and " I did that" if you started saying WE they would cover for you" she said taking a sip out of her coke
"MARRY ME?" he said, she couldn't help but laugh.
"no but seriously, how did you get all that, when my couches couldn't?" he asked
"well, I'm a true fan and I pay attention" she simply stated.
"I'll keep that in mind come game time, and why do you want us to beat them? Since you're from Ohio I would think you were a brown fans" he asked
"well, you thought wrong, and plus, that stupid, dumb ass, cheating ass Shane is on the Browns" she mumbled the last part, not realizing what she said, and covering her mouth.
"what?" he asked, not really hearing what she said, because she spoke slowly and lowly.
"oh nothing, it's a long story, I have to go, it's getting late" she said getting up.
"well, I have time, so you can come to my hotel and we could JUST TALK? If you don't have plans" he asked with pleading eyes.
