Mercedes' POV

Sam slowly started walking towards me, but I stopped him halfway.

"Maintain your distance, please. It's bad enough that you're here, I don't want to feel you so close to me." Sam sighed and placed his hands in his pockets.

"Why are you here Sam?" He placed his hands on his chest, touching his heart.

"From the bottom of my heart Mercedes, I beg for your forgiveness. I knew it didn't give me the right to say what I did to you." I looked at his face, I didn't want to become soft, but he looked sincere.

"Why should I believe you?"

"You don't have to believe me if you don't want to. I just don't want us to stay like this." Once he said those words, I couldn't help but get mad and burst into tears.

"Like what Sam? We could have been mad at each other since school started and it wouldn't have change anything. You still would have been popular and you would never have turned my way. So stop pretending there was something there to begin with." He nodded his head in incongruity.

"That's not what I meant."

"Sam I want to know what was going through your mind when you agreed to date Santana. When you turned into this stranger, this person that wanted to hurt Quinn. She may have cheated on you, but you don't have to sink down to Santana's level to hurt Quinn. I never thought Santana would get to you, but I was wrong." He didn't say anything, he knew at this point I was going to be doing all the talking.

"Sam…I…words can't express the feelings I had towards you."

"You don't love me anymore?" He sounded hurt.

"I thought I did! I had feelings for this kind, funny, dorky Sam. Not this Sam, you're another." I wiped the tears off my face and looked away from him.

"What do you want me to do, tell me? I'll do anything." I slowly walked towards him and stopped a few inches away from him, it was hard not to breathe his scent. His cologne, it was hard not to feel his presence.

"Sam, I want you to do one thing for me." He half-smiled and nodded in agreement.

"I want you to never speak to me again. I want it to be as it was before you join the Glee Club, you go your own way, and I'll go mine. Pretend like we never were friends to begin with; which won't be hard because we aren't."

"No Mercedes."

"Pretend as if I never existed. Only then will you make this pain subside."

"No! Mercedes you can't ask me to do that!" He placed his hands on my cheeks, which made me cry, I gazed down because I was tired of him seeing me this way.

"Mercedes listen to me! You can't ask me to pretend you never existed! You can't. Are you trying to hurt me?" I didn't say a word; his hands were still on my cheeks, as he tried bringing me to meet his eyes.

"No, you took it upon yourself to hurt me. Beside it will be as before, everyone wins. We aren't even friends. Santana or anyone can have you because I don't need you." Without blinking twice, he hugged me so tightly, just the touch of his embrace made me shiver.

"Please Mercedes; don't ask me not to speak to you again. I don't want to lose you." He was crying. Sam Evans was crying. I moved him gently off me and saw his eyes were swollen.

"It's best if you leave." He looked at me in disbelieve.

"So…you forgive me?" we stared at each other for a while, before a spoke. My answer being the opposite of what he wanted to hear.

"No Sam. This doesn't change anything. Please go through what I asked, I will only see you in Glee Club and refer to you as an ordinary member just like everyone else. But if you try to speak to me, or contact me in anyway, I will not acknowledge you nor will I respond. Starting tomorrow, life would be as before, without you in my life and me in yours. Good-bye Sam." He couldn't believe what he was hearing. He couldn't stop nodding, he refuse to accept that this was happening. He grabbed my chin, because I looked away from him.

"Hey, please. Mercedes please." I moved my chin away from his grip and started walking towards the door. I opened it wide.

"Good-bye Sam." I saw he had tears streaming down his face. He started walking, curving his whole body, and was looking at the floor, ashamed. He stopped at the entrance. I looked away from him, paying no attention to what he said. But he knew I was listening, (oh how right he was).

"I'll never forget you Mercedes. I'll always remember you." That got my attention. He smiled heartbroken, still tears falling down his eyes and walked away. I slowly closed the door and I couldn't help but scream, but it was muffled by my hands. I fell on the floor and curled into a ball, and started crying and screaming. Sam was gone; he was out of my life. But why is the pain not leaving? My heart should have stopped hurting when I took it upon myself to take him out my life. So why is the pain still there?

AWWW! Sorry guys! Sucks for Sam and Mercedes. Hope you guys liked it. I'll update as soon as possible. Please Review. And sorry for the New Moon refrence. Dont want to sound to cheesy, but that's how she was feeling.