Hey Guys,
I'm so sorry for this late update. I needed some time to get the Chapter on paper and my B-Reader had problems with her computer. I hope you like this chapter. It's a little bit sad with a little hope in it. I thank you for read and I'm happy for every follower and reader. Thanks guys.
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CHAPTER 3
You can't play the victim this time
There laid a good smell about honey and puff of roses in the air. Sam blinked and saw her beside him. He grinned. She was the cutest girl he ever met and he exactly knew when he fell in love with her.
It had been this stupid idea to perform original songs. Sam thought Rachel had been crazy. She had always wanted her spotlight that was for sure, but she had risked the dream of the win for all the other members including him. He he didn't have the motivation to write a song, especially after Santana's 'Trouty Mouth'. It had been embarrassing and he had confessed to himself he had never really been interested in Santana, but he didn't even like her after this song. But then had Mercedes came out with her 'Hell to the no' and he had felt inspired by her. At the start he thought he was just fascinated by her attitude and talent, but after all he knew that it was more than that. Sam thought he was in love with Quinn back then, so he wasn't sure about his feelings for Mercedes. It was strange after all the time, that he thought everyday of her. He looked out for Mercedes in the mornings, just to see her once in the day.
Everytime she smiled he had this tingling in his body, it drove him crazy. But he didn't know what to do. He couldn't go to her and say 'hey you make my body crazy'. Of course he could have do this, but he was too shy. So Sam didn't do anything and thanks to Rachel he got his chance to come closer to Mercedes. Okay, he didn't have any idea that Rachel really had asked him to be her prom date again and he would definitely have said no, if it had been just her. But he wanted to go with Mercedes and he thought about asking her out, but he was too shy for that as well. So it was perfect at the end and he agreed to go with them to prom. Luckily Jesse joined them, so he had time with Mercedes and it actually turned into a real prom date. But Sam wasn't stupid. He knew that Mercedes wasn't that kind of girl who looked out for a guy to come along to be her prince. They were friends and as friends at the prom. But he had imagined being her real prom date.
Because of the fact, that the New Directions had to perform at prom he didn't have much time with Mercedes. It had bothered him so much, that he always looked out for her, but he couldn't see her on the dance floor. She hadn't danced and he had asked himself more than once, where she had been. Finally he had found her after a few times he had looked out for her. She sat at a table and played with her flower. She looked sad. It made him uncomfortable to see her like this. Sam convinced himself to be brave, just for one time or one night. So he joined her with a big grin and said to himself to be honest. Worst case scenario, she wouldn't speak with him for the next few weeks. He thought he could survive it. So he took a deep breath and talked to her.
"Mercedes." She looked up to him and he stared into her beautiful chocolate brown eyes.
"Yes." She answered. His heart raced immediately at she looked him asking with her eyes.
"I just wanted to tell you that you look beautiful." Sam grinned at her. Her eyes widened and she looked a little bit confused. Sam tried not to be irritated by her eyes. He ignored his racing heartbeat.
"Would you like to dance?" He asked hopefully and with sweaty hands. His mouth got dry. He held out his hand and waited nervously for an answer. She looked at his hand and he almost thought she would reject him. But then she smiled and he smiled at her too.
"I'd love to." Mercedes said and took his hand. Sam felt the tingling immediately at that second she touched his hand. He couldn't believe she said yes.
Sam kissed Mercedes' forehead and couldn't believe she was his, since a few weeks. He liked to remember prom. He grinned at her and watched wake her up.
"Good morning Mercy." He whispered. She already had her eyes closed but she had a big smile on her face.
"Hey Sam." She whispered back. Mercedes made no move, her head already laid on his chest, like at the moment they fell asleep the night before. He held her tight to his body, his hand laid on her back. He wanted never to give her away.
"What time is it?" Mercedes asked and looked at him. He already smiled.
"I don't know. It doesn't matter." He smiled at her too. It felt good to lie with her on the sand at the lake. It was silent and only Mercedes and he mattered. He loved it and Sam could lie all day with her at the pond. Actually they had a tent behind them, but before they got there Mercedes had fallen asleep at his chest and he didn't want to wake her. So he slept next to her and it felt damn good. He hadn't known before how it was with her on his side, it was their first night together. He was the happiest guy on earth at this moment.
"Hmm… our parents know that we are here?" Mercedes asked and closed her eyes again.
"Yes, I called them last night, remember?" He kissed her forehead again. Her hand was lying on his chest, right next to his heart, which was beating fast.
"No, I was too busy putting up the tent." Mercedes muttered to his chest.
"Hey, I wanted to help you. You remember what you said?" Sam pressured on her back. "You said Mercedes Jones doesn't need a man to put up a tent." Sam tried to imitate Mercedes. She opened her eyes and laughed.
"Don't you dare to make a Mercedes Jones Impression." She pointed with her finger to his nose. He laughed and shook his head.
"There's no way I would do that." Sam grinned and just looked at her. She was so beautiful, naturally pretty. She was not one of these zombie girls without make up. It was one of many reasons why he loved her. At the moment he stared at her beauty, she hid her face in his chest and covered it with her hand.
"Don't stare at me, I look awful." Sam was confused about her words, that's why he grabbed her hand and pushed it away.
"What are you talking about?" He asked seriously. "You look beautiful as ever." He said with glazed eyes and a small smile.
"Liar!" she snapped. Sam groaned.
"No I mean it. Don't you dare to think it isn't the truth." He said lovingly and looked her right in the eyes. He didn't liked it when she was this doubtful girl, she was too awesome for that, already by her talent of singing and her good heart. Sam could list a billion reasons why it wasn't necessary for her to have self-doubts.
Mercedes slid up a little bit to get nearer to his face. She loved it when he got serious. He was such a dork, but at the right moments he was a beautiful guy, he knew exactly what to say. At this moment she couldn't be happier with him on her side. She was in love and it felt great. She laid her hand on his cheek and smiled lovingly. What had she done to deserve this good looking boy on her side, who looked lovingly at her? She didn't know it, but she wanted to be close to him. Mercedes moved tighter at his body, if it was possible. She felt his tension right at the moment.
"Mercedes I –" She laid her index finger on his lips to stop him from talking. Sam instantly felt the tingling in his body like at prom. It was intense and went through his whole body to go hot in his pants and let him panic for a second. Was he ready, was she ready? It was nothing new, not at all. He wanted to have sex with Quinn a year earlier, but she didn't want it and maybe that was a good thing. But it was also a problem, because of this he was still a virgin. Did Mercedes know? Was she a virgin too? He looked at her, tried to relax but it wasn't easy, because she moved her index finger above his chin down to his chest. She was concentrated on his strained body, when she moved her finger. Sam wasn't sure but was there a smile on her lips? He got turned on by her finger which was moving to his stomach and stopped over his pants. He bit on his bottom lip and stared at her finger, when she was looking up to his with a big grin.
"Do you like it?" She asked innocently and Sam nodded.
"Fine." Mercedes grinned and laid her hand on his stomach. She moved his shirt up and stroked his belly with circles. She smiled at him. He instantly reacted to her touch and felt his pants grow tighter. How was she doing this? He was never turned on this fast. He was ashamed a little bit, because she got straight to it and he was still shocked by her actions, so he moved not one millimeter. He tried to process the fact that she headed right to what she wanted. It wasn't easy. She must have noticed, because she stopped to make circles on his stomach.
"Are you okay?" Mercedes frowned.
"Yeah, I just –" Sam bit his bottom lip. "I didn't expect this." He said now doubtful. He wanted it so badly, his whole body was burning. Longing for her. But he didn't want her to feel constrained.
"Are you okay with this?" He asked thoughtful. Mercedes nodded but said no word. She instantly started with her hand to move over his abs and then she placed a kiss on his lips. At the start it was shy and slow but it became hot and passionate. Mercedes nibbled on his bottom lip while her hand moved over his stomach. Sam moved his hand over Mercedes backside and then to her hot smooth ass. He moaned into her mouth, when she got closer to his body. They melted into one whole body. Sam grasped at her hair with his other hand und pushed her tighter against his lips. Her lips were smooth and still tasted like the cherry lipstick she used last night.
"Mhm…" He mumbled against her lips. She kissed him quick and took a deep breath after that. He made her breathless.
"What?" she asked with a glazed look.
"Your cherry lipstick taste good." Sam said with a low voice and Mercedes giggled and kissed him again. He fucked of his restraint and rolled over her body, so he was lying on her soft body. He smiled in the kiss and licked her lips to with his tongue. She opened her mouth instantly. Sam massaged her tongue with his and smiled at the kiss. She felt so perfect under him that he immediately got more erected than he already was.
He moved with quick kisses from her cheek over her neck back to her cheek and her mouth. He pushed her t-shirt up and smirked at her, as she put her arms up to get rid of the shirt. He never left her eyes and at the second the shirt felt on the sand next to them, he kissed her passionate again grabbed in her gorgeous black curls. He loved it when these cheeky curls were hanging around her face, like in this moment. He hiked quick kisses from her mouth again, over her cheek to the neck but this time he looked up at her. Sam smirked before he searched his way with wet hot kisses above her chest to the right breast. He slowly licked his way to the nipple and sucked on it. Mercedes moan spurred him on to bite her breast carefully.
Mercedes moaned louder and Sam giggled silently, before he kissed his way to the left breast to get Mercedes to moan louder than before. He circled around her breast nipple with his tongue and moved his hand slowly at the side of her body to her ass, at the same time. This time Mercedes giggled and Sam looked up to her. She had her eyelids half closed and he felt her shaking under his touch and kisses. He liked how she reacted and placed kisses over her whole chest along the way to her pelvis. Sam wasn't in rush, although his body was. He ignored it. There was no way they would have fast rough sex. He wanted romantic and he was sure she wanted it too. He slowly kissed her above the jeans and slid his hand into her panties. Her jeans weren't that tight so he had luck this time. He massaged her clit slowly and felt her shaking again. He placed a wet hot kiss on her lips and smiled at her, as she said something.
"Sam." Mercedes groaned and he instantly stopped his finger that was stroking her clit.
"Yeah baby?" He asked with low voice.
"Don't stop! Please don't stop." He smirked at her.
"I'm not." Sam kissed her again and enjoyed their tongue battle with each other. He slow circled with his finger and felt really turned on by her moaning in his mouth. Sam groaned loud as she placed her hands above his chest and searched slowly every centimeter with her hands. She explored every line on his chest and it was hard for him to concentrate to get her to cum. He rubbed slowly but as she pushed against his fingers he rubbed faster. Mercedes body was shaking as he kissed her deep. After this he got his head between her legs. She grabbed in his blond hair and tried not to scream his name. Mercedes couldn't think one second when he was with his tongue circling around her clit and licking it.
"Oh… my… God… Sam." She bit on her bottom lip and closed her eyes. Her whole body was burning, her heart was racing and she felt how she was cum. She briefly breathed as she screamed his name loud and clear.
"That's my baby." She barely heard him as he placed a short kiss on her cheek and smirked at her with dark green eyes.
"It's my turn." She whispered after a deep breath against his lips and gazed at him.
Fuck. Sam woke up running with sweat and a racing heartbeat. That was intense. The last time he had dreamed of Mercedes was after he left Lima. Sam rubbed with his right hand over his face. Back then he had dreamed of her every night, sometimes about things that really happened, sometimes things he wanted to be happening. Most of his mornings were frustrating back then. He had missed her badly and couldn't change the fact that he didn't live in Lima anymore. He pushed her out of his head after a few months, but his heart had never forgotten her.
Sam had a huge fight with his parents before he left Lima. Sam remembered every little bad word he said to them. He wished he hadn't been such a difficult kid. But there was no chance to change it, to be a better son. His parents were dead, gone forever. Sam sighed. He missed them so much.
After a few minutes he got out of bed, because he heard a sound from the outside of his bedroom. He shared it with Stacie, but most of the time she slept on the couch. She said he was a terrible sleeper. Sam couldn't deny, cause he slept bad the last six months. He gaped while he opened the door and looked with his head to Stacie. She sat on the couch, watching TV. The living room was completely dark and only the TV was shining. Sam's eyes burned because of the bright light that came from it. He blinked and opened the door wider to get through.
"What time is it?" He asked, while he closed his eyes. He had headache. Not surprising after his alcohol intervention a few hours earlier. He was drunk and pissed and also sad. His sister brought him to bed and told him, that everything was going to be alright. Sam thought about the embarrassing moment in High school, when they performed "Tik tok" by Kesha and puked on the stage. He would never get drunk again. He had thought he learned his lesson, but apparently he didn't.
„Sam!" Stacie shrieked. „Oh my god, you scared me to death."
"Sorry hon, that wasn't my intention. What time is it now?" He said apologetically.
„It's 11 pm." Stacie said without looking her brother. She stared at the TV.
"That early?" He asked wondering, while he opened his eyes and walked over to his little sister. She sat on the floor and leaned with her back on the couch. She always did this, since she was a little girl. Sam never understood it but he thought it was kind of cute.
"Not surprising, you were drunk by seven and slept by eight." Stacie said with a lot of sarcasm in her voice. "Yeah it is that early." Sam said nothing to her sarcasm, she had every right to be mad at him. He looked at the TV and held his head. It hurt.
"Do you need a headache pill?" His sister asked caring. Sam shook his head.
"No thanks." There was no way he could sit longer to watch TV with his sister. He just would go to bed again. Get some rest and healthy by sleep. "What's on television?" Sam asked right before he planned to go to bed.
"The MTV Europe Music Awards. At the moment commercials are on but the red carpet starting must be starting every second." Stacie said excited. He knew she loved music and she was a great singer.
"What's about school tomorrow?" He asked. She gave him a death look and said nothing. "Just asking." Sam said and gave up saying something like his parents had, when there were still here. He wasn't a good example for do the right thing. So he had no right to send her to bed. Sam watched the commercial about Pepsi until the intro for the MTV EuropeMusic Awards came and a voice said
"Welcome of the annual MTV European Music Awards, this year in Germany again. I'm Brad and my co-hostess is already on the red carpet to get some interviews with the musicians. I hear she-" Sam prop his up on the couch to get back to bed, as he heard her name. "-is with Mercedes Jones right at the moment. Let's switch to her." He was frozen standing with his back to the TV. His breath stopped while he was thinking. Maybe he heard wrong and he said another name, but he knew it. He knew it was her. She was a musician Artie said it in the bar. She was famous and he was too busy with himself to know it. He turned slowly and looked at the TV. Stacie stared at her too. His heartbeat raced, when he saw her. She was beautiful dressed up in a long red dress with her straight hair. Her chocolate brown eyes sparkled when the camera was on her. He slowly sat down next to his sister again. She looked at him, but he didn't notice it. He was banned by the beauty of his ex-girlfriend.
"Mercedes!" Someone screamed.
"Mercedes, I love you!" Another person screamed.
"Here, Mercedes." A whole group screamed.
"Mercedes!" Some people screamed.
She was totally overwhelmed by the lot of people yelling her name. It wasn't her first MTV Award Show, but it was exciting everytime. She loved it to be near to her fans. She wasn't expecting that lot of fans, because she wasn't that famous in European, but that was amazing. She laughed and smiled and posed for the cameras. She was dressed in an evil floor-length fire red dress by Kurt Hummel. She loved the design from the first moment. It had a naughty neckline and was off-the-shoulder. She lost a few pounds over the last years and that's why she could wear such dresses in the first place. She walked to the fans at the start of the red carpet and smiled at them.
"Mercedes, can I get a photo with you?" A little blond girl asked and she nodded.
"Of course." She leaned over to her and smiled brightly at the camera.
"Thank you, you are awesome" Mercedes blushed. It was too cute.
"Thank you." She said quietly and walked by.
After a few more photos and autographs later she ran into Stella Horowitz one of the red carpet hostess, they knew each other briefly.
"Hello Mercedes." Stella greeted.
"Hey nice to see you again, how are you?" Mercedes asked politely.
"Fine thanks. Can I get a short interview with you, before the show starts?" Mercedes nodded. A makeup artist came and powdered her nose a little bit before the camera was on her and the hostess. The cameraman counted silently from three to one and told them so that they were live now.
"Thank you, Brad. I'm here with Mercedes Jones the famous singer. Her first single "Love you like a love song" was in the American single charts more than ten weeks and her first album 'Broken Strings' is still in the top ten in the charts. How does it feel to be so successful?" Mercedes watched attentive at the reporter as she spoke, but she couldn't stop herself from thinking about Sam. Without him she would have never wrote her first single. It was kind of ironic. But how Mr. Shue at Glee Club had said, songs are about pain or pure love and she had been in love when she wrote it.
"Incredible. I was sitting on the couch when someone told me my song is number one in the charts. I just couldn't believe it." Mercedes answered. She felt kind of bothered by the question, because she heard it more often than the song self.
"And then I got the news that the Album is in the charts. I was thrilled by it. I think I was drunk in that night too." Mercedes laughed.
"I'm a little curious I hope that's okay, but I read that your first song is about your first love. Is it true?" Mercedes swallowed. She mentioned it in an interview a few months ago, by mistake. Now it came back. Quinn warned her, that this Question would come back to her. Mercedes tried to answer nonchalant.
"Yes it is. But that's a long time ago." Mercedes said with hope to get another question, far away from this topic.
"What was his name?" Mercedes tried to ignore the sadness inside of her and tried to smile. She knew his name, because it was Sam Evans. Her first love and her first break up. She hated the feelings of missing him since he left Lima. After ten years she was still in love with him and she hated it. Mercedes had hoped that she would never have to answer this question but now she was without a chance. She had to answer it. She had two options. Option one to name him and risk to get her feelings revealed or two to tell a big huge lie. Mercedes just needed a few seconds to get the right way.
"That's kind of embarrassing, I don't remember his name." Mercedes answered causal and shrugged her shoulders. She felt sick right at the moment when the words left her mouth. But it was too late and she said to herself, there's no reason to be mad at herself. She didn't even know where Sam was or how he was. There was no reason to be pissed with her for such a lie. iIt wasn't like he heard it/i She thought.
"Oh that was unexpected. When did you write the song?" The reporter looked confused.
"I was sixteen." Mercedes laughed.
"Well, then. Are you excited about the nomination?" Mercedes was relieved because of the change of the subject and got the last few questions over her. Stella Horowitz thanked her for her time and after that Mercedes looked out for Kurt who was her plus one on the event and wanted to avoid the red carpet. Kurt indeed loved to be the center of an event, but he didn't want to steal hear spotlight. She loved him for that. She checked her cell phone, when it suddenly rang. The ringtone was 'Touch-A Touch-Me' by Rocky Horror Picture Show. Although she liked the show she had never caught this as her ringtone and she was sure Kurt set it as ringtone. Mercedes sighed and got on her phone.
"What are you talking about?!" Sam snapped after the greeting of Mercedes. He didn't even know why he already had her number on his cell phone and to be true he never expected that the number would work. But he had to try just to get his angry thoughts off of his head. Because he saw the interview and got pissed, he got really pissed by her words. She wrote her first single about him and he was thrilled to hear that, but she kicked his ass badly a few minutes later. He felt like someone kicked him into the stomach and he could barely breathe. He felt his cheeks go red from heat.
"Who is this?" Mercedes carefully asked. She knew who was on the phone at the moment when he had said one word, but his rough sound annoyed her. She could never forget his dark voice and the southern accent, but she would never give him the satisfaction that she knew who was on the phone, that's why she put herself dumb.
"Are you kidding?!" He almost spit through the phone.
"Sam?" She asked reserved. He was damn rude and she was not willing to accept that.
"Damn right! It's Sam Evans, you remember? I was your boyfriend in highschool." He didn't even know what he was talking. His words came out of his mouth too fast, he couldn't stop them.
"How did you get this number?" She asked with a cold voice. It only made him angrier.
"From you, when you were kissing me after prom. You obviously never changed it." Sam said mad.
"Oh…" Mercedes harrumphed. "That's right. I never changed it." She admitted. Mercedes never realized that she had her cell phone number since Highschool. Maybe it was time for another one. But now it was too late and Sam got her on the phone after ten years. She was confused and also pissed by his mean voice. She was annoyed mostly about herself, because she didn't look on the phone to see who was calling. Mercedes sighed silently and got the phone from her ear to look on it. There were big letters, 'Sam Evans'. Unbelievable she never deleted his number. She decided that destiny was a bitch.
Sam laughed throatily.
"Why are you calling?" Mercedes couldn't believe he was only calling to get her pissed off. Sam couldn't even laugh at this stupid question. He sighed.
"Because you are talking bullshit on the international TV." He said harshly. Mercedes didn't even know what to say about his words. She was totally overwhelmed to hear from him. But his rough voice made her sad and angry at the same time.
"I don't know what you mean." Mercedes sighed again and just wanted to end this pointless conversation. But Sam seemed to give vent to his anger.
"You just said a few minutes ago you don't remember the name of your first boyfriend." Sam snapped.
"And?" She was really annoyed.
"And? I was your first boyfriend." He snapped again. Mercedes gasped. He was such an asshole. She didn't even know at this moment why she had been in love with him the last ten years. She remembered a different Sam.
"Don't be so sure." She tried not to let him have a victory of this conversation.
"You told me back then." He said anxious.
"Maybe I lied." She tried to sound bored by the conversation. Actually she felt sick about it.
"You wouldn't do something like that." He got anxious with every word of her. Sam tried to calm him down, but he was already disappointed and her words made him feel like an idiot.
"You are really confident of yourself, are you?" Mercedes snapped. She had so many feelings in her heart she couldn't handle it any longer. She felt like she had to cry every second. After ten years he called her to snap at her. That was a nightmare or something like that. She looked again for Kurt to get a reason to hang up with him.
"That's not the point. I thought I knew you." He said convinced.
"And I thought I had deserved a boyfriend who didn't move away and didn't even text me after that. I thought I had deserved someone better than you." She answered pissed and after the words came out of her mouth she wanted to get them back.
"I mean Sam-" She was interrupted by his harsh words.
"You're right I was never enough for you, for a daughter of a dentist and pilot. Sorry for interrupting your glamorous life. Have a nice life Mercedes." Sam said disappointed and sad. Before Mercedes could answer he hung up on her. He got his cell phone and threw it against the wall. Stacie shrieked again and stood up to look after her big brother who stood in the bedroom and fought against the tears.
"What happened? Are you okay, Sammy?" She asked carefully.
"Yeah everything is alright. I need a new cell phone that's all." Sam said tired.
"I'll go back to bad." He said too.
"Okay." Stacie mumbled and looked at Sam who was going to bed. "Um… that's a bad moment, but Artie called and he really wanted you to call him back." Stacie said carefully. "I forgot to tell you, sorry." She said silently.
"And his number is on my cell phone. How ironic is that?" He throatily laughed. "Did he say what he wanted?" Sam asked and looked at his blond sister.
"Um…, I don't remember?" She said and shrugged her shoulders. "Sorry." She apologized again.
"Karma is definitely a bitch." Sam moaned, when his sister left the bedroom and closed the door. It was already dark and he thought about the conversation of Mercedes and her harsh but true words. He never was worth to be her boyfriend. But still he knew he had these feelings for her. He wanted to be worth to be her boyfriend. He knew it was stupid, but he still had these strong feelings for her, after ten years.
