Eight hours.
Eight goddamn hours of driving.
Mercedes was already going berserk once she saw the sign to California, only a mile away- she was relief to finally be out of Lima or in fact that gas station she just stop at, where an mid-age man tried to grabbed her butt before she saw the round mirror in the top corner and turned to him with a disgusted look on her face and kicked in the place where no man wanted to be kick. While the man cried in agony on the floor, her mouth showered with foul words that she didn't even wanted to say. She only left him 4 dollars for filling up her gas; she thought he didn't deserve the other amount that she owned him.
As she was in the middle of traffic she kept her left hand on the wheel while the right one was quickly looked through her purse in search of her cell phone- just in case anyone left any phone calls or messages since it was on vibrate.
10 missed calls, 2 text messages and 3 voice mails
"Whoa, let's see who called me…" she pressed on a button for the list of the missed calls and she wasn't really surprised.
"Mom, Mom, Kurt, Kurt, Kurt, Tina, Mike, Tina, Santana, Finn…" she stopped and looked over the list again. "Finn?"
"Well…it's probably something about Rachel he needs to know about." she assured her self before she checked her messages.
4/3/11
From: Kurt
To: Mercedes
Hey Cedes! Me and Blaine are off to the opening of the new Marc Jacob's store, you wanna come? Just call me if you in it so we can all go together!
She sighed, no more moments with Kurt and Blaine- she hoped that Blaine will take better care of Kurt then she did and made sure he doesn't break his heart because if he does…well lets just keep those details in private. She deleted the message from Kurt and went to check the second one.
4/3/11
From: Santana
To: Mercedes
Mercy, where are you when I need you? I got some serious problems & this time it ain't about Brittany, it's about my guppy mouth Sam. So PLEASE call or text me back whenever you can and when I meant whenever I meant when you get this text, like now.
Mercedes laughed before she looked up at the car window and saw the other cars in front of her moving, she pressed on engine and drove along the highway. She thought about her life back in Ohio, are the effects of her disappearance working on some people? Will she ever think of going back home if this California or Los Angeles thing doesn't work out? Will anyone back home miss her? Mercedes wasn't sure of these questions but she just wanted to forget the past that was behind her and look forward to the new life that's in front of her. Sure, after Eight hours of driving and only 2 stops to close her eyes for only a couple of minutes- it better be all worth it to come over here.
Finally California…
Her eyes glisten against the sun as she pass by Hollywood boulevard and the walk of fame, she smiled as people walked by in their shorts and tank tops as the fresh brand new air ran inside her car as her windows were down. She finally felt happy, like…if this was place where she belongs. But first, she needed somewhere to stay and a job. Mercedes was prepare to what was coming to her, she brought half of her clothes, her phone, laptop- basically almost everything including the most important thing, money. A week before she left, she went off to the bank and withdraws everything she had in, around $600- thanks to her father, who desperately told her saved up since she was a little girl. She quickly went through her phone again and finally went through her voice mail.
You have 2 new voice messages
Mercedes…it's me, Mom. Please, j-just call me back…or come back home. PLEASE, I missed- you didn't have to do this, we could have just talked about the whole…thing. Baby please, come home.
Her mother's voice was filled with so much sadness within her it was unbearable to hear what she was trying to say, as her speech was covered with tears. Mercedes wanted to cry, but she knew she couldn't as she tried to keep her self in a place where she didn't want to feel any emotion towards her home, her place, her life. She thought that if, she stayed in Ohio…that she might become something that she didn't want to be again and she might make the same mistakes as she did before. Maybe here would be different. Maybe her life wouldn't be filled with so much drama or with so much pain that she feels towards her self or to anyone that ignores her whenever she tries talking to them. Does anyone truly listen to her whenever she has any ideas to share? No…not really, all she wanted was to be listen.
Listen, heard, whatever you called it.
But more importantly, she wanted love. Something you can get through the day with, something to tell a person and they can say it back, a word that everyone knows, Love. She felt the craving for someone to say that they love her- Kurt doesn't even say it to her anymore, and he'll only meant it as a friend. As a little girl, she used to have dreams of finding her prince charming like all the other Disney princesses and they madly fall in love, why couldn't she? As she grew older, she started to realize…life isn't like any fairy tale story, its suck. There's no prince charming, there's no happy ending and there's no moral to it. And her prince charming…doesn't even know that she loves him.
She deleted her mother's voice mail and went to the second.
One new voice message
Hey Cedes, it's me…Finn. I didn't see you in school today and I was just a bit worry since you're like never absent and I was just calling seeing if you were okay. If you're wondering, we only got chemistry homework today. Well anyways, I gotta go so just call me when you can to get the home work from my house or if y-you wanna talk sometime. So, bye Mercedes.
She dropped the phone, not even Puck or anyone else besides Tina, Mike and Santana called her or at least leave her a voice mail. The only boy that she thought wouldn't recognize her disappearance, just called her to see if she was okay and had her homework. A small smiled beamed across her face as she stopped at a red light. A tear dropped went down her cheek as she pulled over in front of a small diner and got out of her car.
Maybe someone did care about her…
A/N: Well so far, I think this chapter is...okay but not really my best. The next chapter will mostly be about Finn but also a little about Mercedes adventure in California.
