This is the prologue to the continuation of "Out of My Element", my Samcedes fic. You might want to read that first before you start this!
Mercedes had time to drop her books up in her room and freshen up a bit after coming home from school. She debated if she should actually change her entire outfit, but then remembered that this was Sam she was going to see. He wouldn't care what she was wearing, as long as she was with him.
She blushed at that thought, considering how cheesy and cliché it might have sounded if she said it out loud.
"Mom!" She called, as she was heading downstairs. "I'm going over to Sam's!" She grabbed her car keys from where they rested on the table near the front door. "I'm helping babysit today!"
She heard a yell of approval from her mother and quickly turned the doorknob. But she froze before she could even step outside.
Sam stood there on her front steps, his head hung, his hands in his pockets.
"Sam?" She asked, stunned at seeing him there. He didn't move when she called his name. "Baby, what are you doing here? I was just coming to meet-"
But she didn't get to finish, because when Sam looked up at her, what she saw almost broke her heart.
He was crying. Though it wasn't a thick, heavy sort of cry. It was the kind where he was obviously trying to hold back, trying to keep it in. Only a few tears escaped his eyes as he stared at her, and she stared back, her eyes wide with concern.
She hurried to close the door behind her.
"Sam, Sam what's wrong?" Immediately she rushed to him, placing two hands on his cheeks, wiping the tears away with her thumbs. "Tell me. Talk to me." She demanded.
She repeated those words over and over, trying to get him to say something.
He shook his head gently and continued staring at her. But when he finally spoke, it wasn't words filled with pain or anger, as she would have expected.
"I just…I missed you." He said.
Mercedes hands fell to his shoulders and she continued to stare at him, confused. They weren't actually apart for that long.
"I missed you too," she began slowly. She was going to continue, but suddenly lost her train of thought.
He had covered her words with a kiss. Sam wrapped her in his arms, a tight embrace. His hands roved over her body, exploring. Her mind told her that they should move. At least get to her car where her parents wouldn't be able to spy on them, but it was like her thoughts were stunted. He had never kissed her like this before. It was as if he wanted to have as much of her as he could possibly get before something bad happened.
And honestly, in some weird way, it scared her.
Confused? Worried? Wondering why in the hell Sam is crying?
I know. There's a reason, trust me. It will be touched on later in the fic. But don't worry, there's plenty of time before this scene decides to show up again in the story.
I've actually been debating for a while about posting this, because I don't want to scare you away by reading something that seems so heartbreaking just by the prologue. But I've been feeling pretty strongly about the plot and I can't get it out of my head no matter how hard I try, so I just decided to go with my gut and post.
I hope you'll decide to stick with me.
