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Guilty thoughts
Sam slid into his navy blue F-150 and slammed his fist onto the steering wheel, he glanced at a petrified Finn whose knees were twitching just as uncontrollably as his long fingers, he gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut .
"I know what you're thinking. But don't think about it." Sam said sourly. "This isn't fair, she may be just a glee club loser but she's also human and she's a woman and her dad is the-"
"I don't care, Sam! For once in my life I just want to live and do something unpredictable, I'm too soft dude. Even Mr. Schuster is congratulating me about my work in Spanish and tried to get me to join his stupid club! I'm going back in there Sam and I'm gonna be bad and earn some respect." Finn was shaking again, this time his voice was low and threatening despite his awkward aura.
"You don't have to prove that to anyone. Just hanging out with us gives you enough respect over the nobodies. Think about it, we can go to jail for this and you don't want to ruin you."
"You damn right." A new voice boomed from outside the window and Sam jumped as he accidently hit the horns. Anthony... "Your faces are clear on this camera boys, you go to the cops, we bust you with the tape and you go down with us. Your choice."
Sam avoided the smash directing towards his face, he knocked the door into Anthony's chest and knocked the camera out of his hands. Sam stepped over his football teammate and smashed his foot against his chest, he watched Anthony squirm under him and spit out blood, Sam continued and picked him up by his letterman jacket but he frowned as he noticed Anthony's full smile.
"What the hell is so funny?"
"You, Evans. You're tougher than you let on but still as stupid as you look."
"Shut the fuck up."
"Look around you, Finn is gone and he was your last chance so you better put me down now before you regret it."
Anthony's breath was cut short as Sam landed a heavy blow to his abdomen, he thought he heard something crack when he smashed him against the pipes of the abandoned cabin.
"Evans you don't know what the hell you're doing!" Anthony coughed and his widened as he tasted blood. "You'll be ruined!"
"I'm out of here." Sam left.
Sam Evans was not going to feel guilty about leaving an innocent girl from his third period class with his crooked friends in an abandoned cabin, alone and scared, but then again he smiled because everything went according to Quinn's plan. He was suppose to make sure the guys scared the black chick and Quinn gave him permission to do whatever he wished with her as she long as she wasn't conscious. But what? What the hell was he going to do to her? Nothing. Exactly. He was not that type of guy. A coward? No way! Quinn was in her right mind when she told him to do this.
Why was he feeling guilty now? It was just the black chick. Her father was- wait... that was not a reason to back out was it? Sam? Sam? Listen. Listen, please? Fabray does not control you, you are already popular and respected. Quinn does not have to hold you back anymore just because she found out that you're poor, you live in a one-bedroom hotel with your family and you work part-time at the pizza place five blocks away from Anthony's house. But was the black girl worth losing his cool? His friends' loyalty and his girlfriend? His crazy blonde girlfriend? She is crazy he knew that of her, however he stayed anyways because honestly she was in control. He was sucked in so deep he wasn't sure whether he wanted to get out of her tight grasp. Sam stopped. He aggressively switched the car to reverse and turned around. No way. I'm not like them.
Mercedes shook unconsciously as her brother flung out a pocket knife, her father's, and slid it down her right cheek. He chuckled at her nervous breath and enjoyed breathing in her fear. Mercedes was not his biological sister but she was his sister nonetheless because they were raised as family. Ever since his father died of prostate cancer only six months after his mother died giving birth to him.
His father and Brad were identical twins so it was only fair that Brad took custody of him. Rick's eyes flicked anger and he fought the urge to wrap his hands around her neck and squeeze the life out of her. But she is so kind Rick, she is wonderful. And she is beautiful. No! Nonsense! She is a monster, she manipulated them all and took my father's affections. He isn't your dad, Brad is not your father... But he isn't hers either. Him and I are blood! She is nothing-
"This is personal isn't it Nelson?" Wham! "This goes beyond Quinn's plans. You are disgusting."
The football player was slammed into the wall and the pocket knife was knocked out of his hand.
"Hudson? The fuck are you doing man?" Rick's best friend, a red-haired boy from the hockey team who was a whole year and half younger, from Cheshire, England, Danny, tried to pull the brown-haired boy away without success. Finn was taller, bigger, and stronger.
"I'm doing the right thing. Dude, look at her?"
Rick looked at the weakening girl, her pretty brown face has lost its flavor and her drooping eyes were blank. Yet he did not feel a single bite of remorse.
"I knew you couldn't do this man. You're in love with her aren't you? This is your chance to-"
"No! I'm not going to be a part of this."
Puck stepped in and grabbed his best friend by the shoulder, he rammed him into the wall adjacent to their prey and viciously whispered into his ear.
Finn's eyes widened and his shoulders slumped in defeat, he tightened a grip around his letterman jacket and glanced at Mercedes. She still couldn't mutter a single word.
Rick has calmed down but he was still staring her down as if she was the last woman on the universe and she has taken something so precious to him that she would never be able to give back. In a way she has, but not consciously. She did not buy her father's love, he has given it to her and her as a child and she had gladly accepted that fatherly love.
"Brother I'm sorry."
They all looked at her in shock.
Quinn has been staring at her iphone screen for a good fifteen minutes now. She couldn't help it if she missed a signal and things went wrong.
"What's taking them so long?" She asked aloud.
"What's taking who so long?" A new voice blended with Hispanic accent asked.
"Santana? What are you doing here?" Quinn stood up from her bed and walked over to her cheerleader friend to hug her. Santana smirked behind Quinn's back.
"Your mom let me up here, Sue sent me to show you this new routine for our pyramid.. What are you doing?" Santana sat back on the lounge chair in Quinn's vast room and folded her long legs.
"The guys haven't texted back yet. I'm waiting."
Santana sighed and picked at her nails. "I could've done the job you know. I'd be faster and better."
"You're also a woman and she could've taken you down without even trying." Quinn countered with a blank face as she started staring at her phone again.
A small light flashed and she smirked as she received the picture message.
"I still can't believe she's related to you man, You're such a tool. You were about to fuck your own blood!" Finn screamed at Rick once again as he grabbed his collar.
"Don't be disappointed you were not going to be her first. Besides, Puckerman here took care of that a while ago." He smirked.
Finn threw a punch and felt the bone in Rick's jaw switching places.
"Son of a bitch!" Rick held his jaw spit out blood.
"How could you even go through with this? This isn't even about Quinn getting her in her circle anymore!"
"You're getting smart Hudson." Rick laughed, heartless and bitter. "Mercedes here is in fact my sister but not by blood. I could care less what happens to her."
The boys all felt threatened against each other, who to trust they did not know and Rick here was even more unpredictable. If he didn't give two shits about his sister, who's to say he was not going to screw all of them over? What was suppose to be a prank turned into something much worse. The atmosphere was thick enough to slice through, it was suffocating and unbearable.
"You need to call this off Rick, this was a bad idea." Puck tightened his jaw and frantically looked around for any piece of evidence that may tie him down to this.
"You too Puckerman? This is free pussy, we can't just let her go!"
"Would you listen to yourself? You're pathetic! I didn't come here because I wanted free pussy," he scoffed, "I wanted to teach that bitch a lesson and so far I think it worked."
"Shit! Then what do we do? The fuck do we do?" The younger boy from the hockey team sweated, his damp carrot hair was wild across his forehead and his cheeks and ears red, he was close to fainting. "I can't go to jail guys I just can't."
"You should've thought about that before you came along." Puck said. "No one is going to jail especially not me, I've already got a record and I'm on probation for that break-in last year."
"So what? None of this is making sense anymore! You see what happens? Quinn is getting in control again and she's somehow breaking us apart. This was her plan all along." Rick flashed a smirk towards Mercedes and continued as he held his jaw and spit out some more blood. "She wants us out of the way and I bet Sam knew this too, he was just making sure the deed was done, he's good but not that good. I say we make sure she doesn't say anything and when we get out of here, we call the police and Sam will be here by that time. He'll pay."
"But Rick, she's your sister and her dad is-"
"Hudson don't start this shit again. Everyone agrees and if you're with us. You will nod slowly and participate." Rick glared at him. "Understood?"
Finn simply nodded. He thought briefly about what Sam said earlier. "You don't have to prove that to anyone. Just hanging out with us gives you enough respect over the nobodies. Think about it, we can go to jail for this and you don't want to ruin you." Could Sam really be tricking him?
"He's right guys. If we leave something for her to remember us by, she won't have no choice but to keep her mouth shut."
Rick gave Finn a half smile as he grabbed the pocket knife from where it was thrown, he walked up to Mercedes and sliced through her top. She did not gasp. She was still looking through his cold blue eyes, stoic and void of any emotions. He gave her a last look which she recognized and looked away. He ripped her bra open next and then there was a flash.
The other guys and Puck held a tighter grip against Finn's shoulders just in case he changed his mind. The brown-haired boy's eyes met with Mercedes's brown ones. He didn't understand why she didn't say anything, why she was not kicking and screaming her lungs out, why she was Rick's sister. When she said sorry to her brother earlier he felt so much emotion pouring out of those few words it was scary and now he had to stand and watch. She was looking right at him and she did not bother to look away. This is her power Finn! She's trying to make you feel guilty! You already do but what will your mother say about this? You can have any girl you want. Why make this hard for her? Why?
"Having second thoughts Finn?" Another guy whispered. Finn growled in disgust as he looked down and saw what he was sporting. Disgusting! Disgusting! Don't... please.
Suddenly the door was opening and in came Sam Evans. And he was not alone.
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