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"Sammy, baby?." Mercedes asked into the phone worriedly. She could feel her heart beat frantically as she waited for him to say something. "I'm not good enough for you Mercy, I don't deserve you."
Sam told her through the phone. Mercy closed her eyes and let a single tear escape. She could tell that Sam was High again. Mercedes sat down on her bed clenching the phone to her ear. "Baby come home." Mercedes pleaded as she let the tears freely flow down her brown cheeks." She had beg Sam not to go out tonight with his new "Friends" he required lately.
Ever since his little brother Stevie died in that Car accident, Sam lost his way. He Now gets high to to take away the pain. "I just want to die, I hate feeling this pain." Sam cried into the phone. Mercedes couldn't hold back the sob that she tried desperately to hold in. "I'm so sorrrrrry Mercy, please don't waste yourrrr tears on me baby." Sam slurred. Mercedes jump off the bed and ran to the dresser to get her keys.
"Baby, where are you?" Mercedes asked. "I'm coming to get you." she headed towards the living room. "Nooo I don't want you to me like this." Sam said. Mercedes sighed. "I seen you high before, Sam." There was a short pause before Sam answered. "No, not like this Mercy this time its bad..Really bad." Sam said sadly.
"I OD." Sam said. Mercedes leaned against the living room wall and slid down to the ground, her heart twisted painfully as she heard those words." And Mercedes cried not only for herself but for Sam…She cried until everything went black.
Mercedes felt strong arms pick her up from the hardwood floor, her eyes felt heavy from all the tears she cried. She winced when she noticed how sore her body was. "Note to self: the living room floor is not the best place to pass out on." Mercy thought sarcastically. "Mercy please don't." Sam said wearily as he tightened his arms around her when Mercedes tried to break free of his hold.
"Put me down now, Sam!" Mercedes said angrily. She couldn't even look at him right now. Sam just ignored her until they made it into their bedroom, once there, Sam set Mercedes down-but right before he could straighten his back up- SLAP! Mercedes left a big red hand print on Sam's face. Sam straightened to his full height of 6'2. Clenching his jaw, he glared down angrily at Mercedes.
Mercedes just scoffed; she was not intimidated, she was pissed, hurt, and scared. Does he not realize what he's doing to himself affects her? Or does he just not care?
"What about me?" she asked Sam softly. Confusion crossed Sam's handsome face, so Mercedes decided to enlighten him. "Am I not enough? Can I not take away your pain?" Sam closed his eyes as a tear slid down his cheek.
"Mercedes I'm broken." Mercedes laughed without humor as she sat down at the edge of the bed and looked up at Sam.
"And you think I'm not?" Mercedes shook her head. "Boy you just don't know…"
"I can't do this anymore," Mercedes whispered. "I realize that I can't
save you. If I don't leave now, then I'm going to go down with you,
and I don't want that. I have dreams. I fought so hard for us, Sam. I
prayed and pleaded to God for us to make it."
"And I'm so tired," Mercedes said softly, "of waking up alone and
being worried sick about you, wondering where you are and if you're
okay," Mercedes sighed. "God Sam, I have nightmares of you OD-ing!"
Sam dropped quickly to his knees in front of Mercedes, gripping her
thighs almost painfully. "Baby, please don't leave me," Sam begged,
his eyes brimmed with tears. "I love you, I need you." Mercedes held
Sam face with both of her hands, looking deep in his green eyes.
"I love you and I need you too, but you are determined to take
yourself away from me by doing drugs," Mercedes said angrily. Taking a
deep breath Mercedes continued. "You need to face reality and stop
pretending that Stevie never existed, Sam," Mercedes said crudely.
Sam winced at the mention of his brother's name, but Mercedes ignored
it and went on. Sam needed to hear this. She stood up from the bed and
moved away from Sam. "God Sam, I'm sick of fucking crying myself to
sleep! I'm sick of being depressed, Did you know that I was even
depressed?" Mercedes scoffed. "I fucking doubt it, you're too busy
getting high trying to forget to even notice."
Mercedes glanced down at Sam and saw a confused look across his face.
"You were depressed?" Sam asked softly. Mercedes laugh bitterly.
"Yep, to the point that I was suicidal." Sam blanched.
Looking at Sam's Star Wars poster on the wall. "Did you know that I
resented you?" Mercedes asked. "You have no idea how much I wanted to
die, to let go and not feel this pain anymore, but what stop me was
you. I couldn't leave my heart behind, I couldn't hurt you that way,"
Mercedes smiled sadly. "But yet, you have no qualms hurting me.
"I'm so sorry," Sam whispered, his eyes were red from crying. He had
no idea his Mercy was hurting…That he was hurting her, that was last
thing he ever wanted to do.
"You know what sucks?" Mercedes asked. "I chose to live because I love
you and yet you can't do the same." Taking a deep breath, Mercedes
felt exhausted. She took in her surroundings, her eyes passed Sam's
Avatar and Star Wars posters on the walls to a picture of Sam holding
her in his arms with his lips against her neck on the dresser.
Mercedes smiled; those were the happier times. "I can't stay here
anymore," Mercedes said sadly.
"Is this goodbye?" Sam asked sadly, his blond head hanging low, hiding
his green eyes. Mercedes shook her head.
"That is entirely up to you. Get your life together." Mercedes prayed
that he will because she knew in her heart that she couldn't love
another man like she loved Sam, he was her soul mate.
Sam moved to her so quickly before she knew it, her back was against
the wall, she was locking tongues with him. "Mine…" Sam whispered
between kisses placing a big hand over her heart and another hand
between her thighs. "Don't ever forget that Mercy."
"Don't give me a reason to," she said breathlessly. Sam closed his
eyes and let a single tear escape and kissed her forehead and then
stepped aside.
And it took everything in Mercedes' being to walk away..
Author note: should I continue? also please comment!. this story is from personal experiences so its kinda hard to write lol. I hope you like:)