AU:Hi guys this is my first Samcedes fic and I hope you like it all constructive criticism is greatly appreciated.

PROLOGUE

Mercedes' POV

I am so done with Samuel Dwight Evans. He brings some chick to my birthday party. He knows how I feel about him and how we left things and he's practically throwing this girl in my face. He introduced her to the gang as the "love of his life". She's everything I'm not; size two, blond, pretty. She has the gang eating out of the palm of her hand. I feel like I'm going to puke. Every minute watching her put her hands on him is another blow to my and Artie seem to be the only ones who are concerned with my feelings. Artie tries catching my attention but I divert my eyes before he could see my unshed seeing Sam pull her close and whisper sweet-nothings in her ear I decide that me hurling on the floor would really draw everyone's attention I make a move to the watched me escape the horrifying scene and caught me in the dark hallway that leads to the bathroom. He calls out my name "Mercy!" and I attempt to run before he can see the tears already starting threatening to pool from my my arm he begins pulling me into bone crushing hug against his chest. The minute he wrapped his arms around me I began bawling my eyes out. I tried to speak but failed miserably

"I'm f-f-fine I just n-n-needed an m-m-m-moment Mike…...I thought he still c-c-cared. How c-c-could he?!" Mike shushed my cries with a kiss on the forehead."I know honey. I know." After several moment of me sobbing I pulled away. "I'm sorry Mike...I ruined your suit" I try to wipe some of the snot and tears off of the suit, He catches my hand "Merce….That doesn't matter. What matters is you honey. I am so sorry Sam brought Pen-" "DON'T say her name….I can't right now...okay?" I turn away from him and enter the bathroom. Stopping at the mirror I look at my reflection. "Holy shit you look awful Mercedes" I say to myself. My smoky eyes have turned into streak marks running in different directions on my face. My lipstick is smudged my hair has become a nest. I fish through my purse and find my makeup kit and go to work. Sam would not see me break again all as I think things can't get any worse my phone lights up with a call.I answer my phone with disgust laced in my voice "What the fuck do you want Shane?"

Sam POV

I could feel the glares coming from Mike and Artie. And I will proudly admit that I'm not man enough to face their combined wrath. I understand that bringing Penny here would piss them off but I couldn't be prepared for the devastated look on Mercedes' face. I just wanted her to feel the way I did when she brought that no good football player fiancee home last Christmas. Granted Kurt called me a couple days later to tell me their engagement was off that didn't stop my heart from breaking the way it did. I said a few choice words to Ms. Mercedes Jones (the phrase cash whore may have been used) but she started this war and that's the mantra I had to chant to myself all night to keep from running to her ,begging forgiveness and then going to my one true home between her delicious thighs. The truth of the matter is I'm madly in love with Mercedes but she isn't in love with me. I used to be Sam Evans a man but I have turned into Mercedes' plaything. Her toy. She picks me up and uses me whenever it's convenient or whenever she wants a good lay. Mercedes broke my heart the day she sent me a simple text saying "Its over Sam I'm sorry" and three weeks later ending up engaged to LA's hottest bachelor. Shane Tinsley. Down the drain went all those love-filled summer days, crazy adventures and lust-fueled nights that to this day are hotter than any porno I will ever see. I need Mercedes but since I can't have her and I won't be her dirty little secret. Little did I know that by the end of the night I would end up right where I desired most of all in between Mercedes' thighs.