Hey this is my first Samcedes fan fiction. SOOO HAPPY TO HEAR SAM IS COMING BACK! But he better get with Mercedes or I'm going to be very, VERY disappointed with Glee.
Disclaimer: I don't own Glee, if I did Sam would have never left in the first place.
Leaving home
I've done it. Mercedes thought. I've ruined his life. Why isn't he saying anything? Crickets could be heard in the dark shadows of her room, as she waited for him to reply over the phone.
"Are you there?" She asked, tears starting to form in her eyes. And after a few more minutes of no response Mercedes grew angry. "You know what its fine. I can do this on my own. I'm not giving it up. No matter what. I've seen what it did to Quinn this past year and that won't be me. I guess this is good bye." Quickly she forced herself to hang up trying to stay strong
"What have I done?" She thought out loud before falling back on her bed crying quietly into her pillow. I'm 17 this shouldn't be happening. Maybe this is a dream, if I pinch myself I will wake up- OUCH! No it didn't work. Her thoughts kept going back to the man she loved. How could I ask so much from him, he has his whole life before him, I should just leave… Suddenly she shot up and her tears stopped falling. Realization found spot in her mind.
"That's it!" She proclaimed to herself. I wouldn't have to hurt my family… Or him. 'Just another runaway kid from Lima' they'll say. My family won't have to deal with the embarrassment, He won't have to lose his future, and I will take my savings and run as far away from here as I can.
Mercedes jumped from her bed, and walked quickly to her closet where she pulled out a large suit case. Flopping it on her bed she moved over to her dresser and stared shoving cloths into the traveling case. As she moved swiftly from spot to spot, she caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror.
She looked at her body and rubbed the spot where a little life was now forming inside of her. She felt mad, sad, embarrassed, disappointed in herself, but no matter how wrong the situation was she couldn't help but feel the happiness and love for this little baby inside of her. She would do right by this baby no matter what the cost. No matter how hard it would be, a single mom at 17? She thought to herself. But all she did was look down at the small lump and whisper "We'll get through this. I promise you, baby."
After a few minutes more of packing she started her check list.
"Ok. Clothes, ipod, blanket, pillows. Money? Map?" She moved over to her wallet and looked inside. " Ok, I have $100 dollars here, and another 3,200 from savings. I'll need to pull it all out before leaving Lima." She shoved the wallet into her neon purple purse, and pulled on her black tights, and zebra print sweat shirt.
She had also decided on going to California, she had a cousin down there, who never talked to the family. She figured she could live there for a while to get set up, then… she didn't know. "PHOTOS!" She yelled. Forgetting her train of thought, and forgetting to shut down, and pack her Nook that laid open to the map quest directions to her cousin's house.
She ran to her dresser and grabbed all pictures from their frames. Glee club, her and her dad sitting in their living room, her and her mom, cooking in the kitchen, her first date, those green eyes bursting through the picture catching Mercedes's breathe. Now was not the time to remember, gently placing them into the depths of her suitcase before zipping it up.
She knew she was running out of time her parents would be home at 7:00 PM from their date; she wanted to be gone by then. The time was now 6: 40.
"You ready to go?" She asked with a teary smile rubbing her belly once again. "Am I ready?" She asked looking into the mirror. But she knew she couldn't answer that question, not yet.
With one final look and with all her bags packed she gazed at her room. So many memories, some that pained her, but more that filled her heart. Lima would always be her home, but it was no place to be a teen mother. With that notion and a hand on her stomach she walked to her car.
With everything packed she sat down in the driver's seat and buckled up. Pulling out of her driveway she paused to look at the house she had grown up in tears burning once again. Placing one hand on her stomach she knew what she had to do. Slowly she pulled away leaving the house now empty.
Meanwhile down in Tennessee…
The phone was still clutched in his hand, next to his ear. She had hung up but he still couldn't comprehend what had just happened. 'I'm gonna' be a Dad.' He thought still not believing the words.
His large mouth was still hanging open like a fish trying to get water, and his newly cut hair still cut halfway up his green eyes. A single tear fell rolling slowly down his cheek as he tried to understand how he could let this happen to her. 'I've ruined her life. Oh my Gosh, what she does she think of me.' His hands came up to his hair and pulled hard against his scalp. Trying to cause himself physical pain so he didn't have to feel the emotional hurt that now engulfed him.
"What have I done?" He yelled pulling even harder on his hair and biting his lip causing it to bleed.
"Sam! What is going on in-" Lillian Evans stopped as she looked into the red and swollen eyes of her eldest son. "Sam, Baby what's wrong?" She asked while quickly walking to his side and bringing him close enough to rock him back and forth.
"M-Mom, I screwed up! I- I- I've ruined her life! I'm so STUPID!" He yelled at himself while pushing away from his mom to stand and pace around in his small room in his grandparent's house.
"Samuel Evans, tell me what happened?" Mrs. Evans said standing and looking up at her son strongly.
"I'm so sorry Mama. I- I'm so sorry!" He cried out in between cries. He slowly back to a wall and slid down so he could hug his knees.
His mother kneeled in front of him. "Baby you have to tell me what is wrong, or else I can't make it go away." She said offering him a little smile.
"Mom you can't make this go away. I've ruined her life!" Sam said, before realization washed over him "SHIT! SHE HUNG UP ON ME! SHIT!" He yelled jumping up forgetting his mom was in the room.
He ran to his cellphone and quickly hit his speed dial. "Pick up. Please pick up!"
Hello you have rang the diva Mercedes Jones if wish you could leave a message; she might get back to you. Bye!
"Mercedes PLEASE call me back! We'll figure this out! I promise! PLEASE don't cut me out. I was just in shock before. I'm gonna' be there for you. You just have to let me. Umm, I don't have a lot of money but I'll figure something out. I'm coming up there to see you. I'm going to be in our baby's life ok? I know you think you can do this alone, but why try when you don't need to… I love you SOOO much, and I'll see you soon… Oh this is Sam by the way. Ok bye."
When he hung up the phone he grabbed his suitcase in the corner of the room, and threw it on the bed throwing cloths in at random. Until he heard a small cry in the corner of the room. He lifted his head, and remembered his mom had been standing there the whole time.
Her eyes were closed tight as she wrapped her small arms around herself protectively. He had never seen her like this. Even while his family went through their economic struggles he had never seen her cry. He once again felt like the biggest jerk in the world.
"Mom? I'm so sorry!" He said walking over to her his own eyes filled with tears.
"When were going to tell me?" She asked with her eyes still shut.
"I-I don't know. I just found out. Like not even a minute before you came in." He wrapped his arms around her. "I'm so sorry. I've screwed up everybody's lives. You, Dad, Stevie, Stacey, AND Mercedes. I'm the biggest, stupidest jerk to ever live." He let himself pour out to his mother.
Lillian took a deep breath, and whipped the tears away from her and Sam's eyes.
"Samuel Evans don't you ever say that. You made a mistake, but now you have to be there for Mercedes. God acts in mysterious ways, Good will come out of this Sam. And that's my promise to you. Now go get ready and I'm driving you up to see her. You are in no condition to drive." All the 17 year old could do was nod to his mom.
With a soft kiss to his forehead she left to go pack for herself. In no time he would be back in that small town of Lima.
Hope you liked chapter 1 Please review. Please no Samcedes Bashing !