Prologue
He broke up with me right before he started dating Quinn. Was it a big deal? To me. But no one else knew except me and him. We were friendly in public, but that's it; just friends. We talked, knew each other on a basal level. He made sure we were close enough friends that no one would question us being together openly. I thought that I had won the lottery the day he pulled me into the janitor's closet. I mean who wouldn't. The boy is built like a Greek god, and his lips were made to kiss. To sum it up, the boy is fine as in F-O-I-N-E. I was smitten, and he didn't even have to try hard at all. Boy was I a fool. He told me he thought that I was the prettiest girl he had ever seen, and I assumed he'd seen enough for that to mean a lot. There again, boy was I foolish. Well, you know what they say happens when you assume. Unfortunately for me, I became just that, and I was the one walking around with poop on my face.
This fic was birthed while reading a fic from another tv show where the girl did something bad that was bad but a little warranted but felt so guilty she let the guy she hurt use her while remaining in the dark and being the brunt of all of his mess
This is me trying to fix that, Mercedes is only going to take so much so long as would any woman with a morsel of self respect
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