Hi. So this is a one shot (maybe a two shot from Mercedes POV if requested) that popped in my head after reading some spoilers. So I hope your guys like it
So as alway Read, Enjoy, and Comment
Dreaming with a broken Heart:
Sam walked down the hallway, in a sober mood. His head was down, and his hair was still damp from Synchronized Swim practice. All he could hear were his foot steps as he walked towards the auditorium.
"Hey Evans" Coach Beiste called to him as she walked towards him.
Sam looked up to find Shannon and OSU recruiter Cooter walking arm and arm. She beamed as she kept in step with her crush, and he smiled a smile that Sam was all too familiar with. It was the smile of a man when he was with the women he knew he wanted to be with. A ting of jealousy rose in Sam from that smile. He wished he had an opportunity to wear that smile again.
"Hey" he smiled weakly
"Hey Cooter" Beiste smiled to her hallway escort "Can you give me and Sam here a second?"
"Of course" he smiled at both of them. He left them to talk, but not before giving Shannon a quick peck on the cheek, causing her to giggle slightly. Sam pressed his lips in to a smile at the sound of her happiness.
"It worked Sam" Shannon beamed as she made sure Cooter was out of ear shot to hear her. "My plan to fight for him back worked. He came to me today, and asked me out to dinner! He said he finally realized that although I'm shy, and a bit competitive about power lifting, but he now knows that my passion for power lifting and protein intake matches my passion for him" she swooned.
"Well you did everything right" Sam sighed weakly wishing he knew where he went wrong. "And now he knows you're the one he should be with. You fought the great fight and won"
"So now we just have to figure out how to get you your girl back and-"
"No Coach" Sam said with a sting of sadness "No. I'm done fighting for her. I think she's made her decision and I'm not it."
Shannon's face dropped. Sam hated to be the one to put that look on her face, but he had to face the truth that he and his fight for Mercedes was over, and he had lost. "So that's it?" Beiste questioned. "You're just giving up on her?"
"I'm not giving up on her" Sam sighed while thinking "I'm letting her be happy. But not with me"
"Evans look I know-"Shannon started
"Hey" Sam cut her off before she went into one of her pep talks about love and fighting for who you want. He had heard it before. "You have your prize waiting for you" Sam reminded her moving so she can get a good look at Cooter. Noticing the attention on him he waved with a smile at his lady. Stephanie returned the gesture. "You fought long and hard for him, so don't keep him waiting too long" Sam gave her a somber smile. One that started at his lips but never really reached his eyes.
Shannon nodded her head in agreement, realizing that the conversation, much like his fight for Mercedes was over. She hugged Sam tightly wishing there was something more she could say to him. She patted him gently on the shoulder as she passed him to meet up with Cooter.
Sam sighed as he watched them walk away down the hall hand in hand. His heart tore slightly at the sight. He turned and continued to make his way to the auditorium.
When there he noticed Brad hadn't made it there yet. He quickly walked over to the piano, and took out the new sheet music he pulled from the library. He pulled the music he was originally going to sing today, and replaced with the song that matched his current mood. He sighed as he looked at the song he planed to sing for her. The words had so much meaning before, but now they just didn't fit.
Sam took, his bag, sat it next to the stool that sat in front of the microphone. He sat down on the stool and drifted back to the day's events as he waited for Brad to make it to the auditorium.
Sam was walking to swim practice with a bounce in his step, excited to reveal to Mercedes what he had been practicing. A song that would signify just how much he cared for her. One that said everything that he felt for her, and where he hoped his feelings would go if she chose him. All he needed to do was plant a note in her locker to meet him after school in the auditorium after his swim practice.
As he turned the corner of the hallway her locker was in, he noticed she was already there with Shane. He quickly turned back around, hoping he wasn't seen. He pressed his back to the wall as he eased his head out to get a view of the couple. They seemed to be engaged in an intense conversation. Sam, wanting to hear, almost held his breath as he peeked around the corner.
"…But I don't want to hurt him" Mercedes sighed as tears dropped from her eyes. "Not any more"
Shane stood silent, his back against the lockers. He gave Mercedes a quick smile and sighed. "Then don't"
They embraced, tightly looking like they never wanted to let the other go. "You've made the right decision" Shane smiled "now you just have to tell him"
"I know" Mercedes sniffled in his arms.
Sam turned back around the corner, his chest slowly tightening, his breathing shallow. She had made her decision, and he had lost. He sighed and looked down at the note in is hand. The turned and headed the opposite way down the hall, not wanting to run into the happy couple. It was over between him and Mercedes, and this time, it was permanent.
The sound of Brad's heavy foot steps shook him from his memory. He turned to see the bearded man sit on the piano bench. He quickly looked out to the audience to find no one there. His vision then turned to Sam who gave him a weak smile and a head shake no, which indicated no one was coming. Brad sighed remorsefully, and looked at the sheet music, noticing it was different from what Sam requested. He read the title and gave Sam another melancholy look. Sam shrugged and nodded that was what he wanted played. Brad sighed, placed his fingers on the piano and began playing the intro to the new song.
Sam sighed as the melody washed over him. He closed his eye, resting his head on his hand as he gripped the microphone with both hands. He lifted his head to the mic, and sang:
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for a moment, you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No, she's not 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The giving up is the hardest part
She takes you in with her crying eyes
Then all at once, you have to say goodbye
Wondering could you stay, my love?
Will you wake up by my side?
No, she can't 'cause she's gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
[Sam begins to question was there more he could have done to win her back. Was there anything else he could have done to make her his.]
Now do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
And do I have to fall asleep with roses in my hand?
Do I have to fall asleep with roses in my
Roses in my hand?
[He realized he did all he could, but it wasn't' enough. She was going to stay with Shane no matter what}
And would you get them if I did?
No, you won't 'cause you're gone
Gone, gone, gone, gone
When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
As the notes faded Sam sighed, allowing one tear to fall. He promised himself, when he started this fight, good or bad, he would only allow himself one tear, no more, over her.
"Sam"
He was shocked to hear Mercedes call him. His head snapped up and turned towards her. She was holding he bag strap on her shoulder with both hands. His heart tore a little more at the sight of her. She took a few steps towards him, onto the stage. "That was beautiful" she said softly.
"Thanks" Sam shrugged looking at her, forgetting about the one tear the trailing down his face.
As she got closer she seemed to notice something, and her face twisted in a confused manner. She looked around the stage and into the audience and back at him. "Was- was that for me?" she questioned.
Sam, quickly building up his defenses for the blow she was about to deal him shrugged as nonchalantly as possible. "Just practicing"
"Oh" her mouth formed, as her face wore a relieved look. "Can we talk?"
Sam sighed knowing what this meant. He wasn't ready to hear what she had to say, but he figured if she did it and got it over with, like a band-aid, it would still hurt but the pain would come quicker, instead of a slow torturous tear. "Look, I know what you're going to say, so just say it and get it over with" he said in an icy tone.
Mercedes face hardened a bit. She stood quite for a second. Sam wished she would say something, anything, because he just wanted to go home, and regroup. He noticed her looking around again, as if she was waiting for something to happen. Then suddenly her face lit up a bit. He couldn't believe it. She was about to end things with him completely and she was smiling about it?
"Before I do" she looked deep into his eye "is there anything you want to say to me first?"
What was this to her? Was his feeling for her a game? Normally, he would take Santana's advice about not talking, and answered no, he didn't have anything to say to her before she handed down his sentence. But the look on her face and the fact that he figured he had already lost gave him an odd surge of confidence. He had nothing else to lose so he figured he'd lay it all on the table.
"Yeah" he started "yeah I do actually. I know it was crazy of me to think that things would still be the same when I got back. I know I was gone and you figured I wasn't coming back. Hell, I didn't think I was coming back. But when I got back I knew one of the first things I wanted to do was be with you. I know it sounds crazy because we ended so quickly, but I care about you. Like a lot. And I knew that you had a boyfriend but I didn't care. I still wanted you. I made that up front to any and every one, even Shane. That's why I did everything I did to try and win you back. I had to try everything in power to get you back. And because whenever I kissed you it… every one felt like they had a bit of forever in them" he sighed knowing exactly how corny and dorky he sounded. "And I thought… I thought you felt it too. So I know what your going to say that you and Sh-"
He was abruptly stopped by the feeling of two warm hands taking his cheeks, while a pair of soft lips quieted his speech. He closed his eyes tightly as his heart began to race. He kissed her back, deeply, realizing that it felt like he had been held under water for a period of time, and she was air. He missed her touch, her kiss, he missed and need her.
When she pulled away, Sam kept his eyes closed, wondering if he opened them, would he find out he had been dreaming. That she wasn't there, that they hadn't kissed.
"I know it seemed like I put you through a lot" She said softly. Sam slowly opened his eyes to find her standing there still holding his face. He was not dreaming, this was real. "It wasn't a test, or to punish you for leaving, or anything like that. I need that time to figure out who I wanted, and to make sure I didn't hurt anyone in the process. I was happy to see you when you came back. I did miss you. Its just I had Shane. And he has been nothing but supportive, caring, and kind to me. And I would never cheat on him. My heart or conscious would never allow me to hurt him like that. But I still wanted you. I still missed you, and I had to work through my feelings before I made my decision. I hope you understand" she said as she slowly slid her hands from his face.
Sam sat quietly, as he quickly replayed her words in his head. "I understand" he blinked as he stared into her large brown eyes. "You just said you would never cheat on Shane?" Sam questioned.
"I did" Mercedes smiled softly as she slowly blinked.
"But, you just kissed me" Sam said as he stood slowly from his stool.
"Yes, I did" Mercedes smiled shyly.
"So that means you guys broke up? And you want me?" Sam questioned in disbelief.
"What, my kiss wasn't convincing enough?" Mercedes joked
Sam blinked for a second in silence. A broad smile crept across his face. She had chosen him. He actually won his fight. He quickly engulfed her in a tight hug, as she giggled. "Yeah it was" Sam answered lightly. "And here I was singing sad songs" he joked.
"I thought that was just practice" Mercedes smiled as she raised one eyebrow.
Sam's face turned red, causing her to laugh loudly. She squeezed him tightly, sinking her face in his chest, causing it to vibrate from her laughter. He smiled at the feeling of her happiness surging through him. He gently removed her head from his chest, holding her face in his hands and planted a kiss on her lips. She smiled up at him, her face in a broad smile. She unwrapped her arm from around his waist and slid her fingers into his. He grabbed his bag with his free hand, flinging it onto his shoulder. His face beamed as they walked down the hall, hand in hand, for the world to see because he had fought for Mercedes, and won.
PS sorry if this has any typos... I wrote this and just popped it up.
ETA: to correct name of Coach Beiste (what I normally call her)
and the song is John Mayers Dreaming with a Broken heart writen by Mayer and Clayton for Sony/ATV Tunes LLC. I'll add it to my Bio area if you want to listen. Thanks!