Making It Work
Chapter 7: Sin(n)ful
"Really?" Mercedes asked, noticing Sam's face soften. She moved closer still until their faces were only inches apart. "So you can look me in the eye right now and honestly tell me you don't feel anything for me anymore?"
Sam couldn't help but to gaze into her big, deep brown eyes. The same eyes he had stared into so many times over the summer. The same eyes he had looked into as he sang to her in Glee Club trying to win her back. Now here they were again, her beautiful dark eyes shimmering from the tears which had just spilled from them and threatening more tears depending on Sam's answer.
Do I still have feelings for her? Sam asked himself as he nervously licked his lips.
"You're right. I am still in love with you," Sam answered as continued looking into her sad eyes and watched as they lit up with joy. Sam was about to say something else when a huge smile spread across her face and he found himself losing his train of thought.
That's so much better. Her smile is so incredible. Oh my God, I've waited for this for so long. YES! This is happening. We can finally be together again. Sam felt his heart start to dance as he imagined the possibilities.
Mercedes continued to stare into Sam's deep, expressive green eyes as she felt relief and happiness surging through her. This is what it should have been like all along, she knew that now: she was supposed to be with Sam. If she were honest with herself he had made her much happier last summer than Shane ever had since. No one compared to Sam. Her past fling with Puck was nothing by comparison and her former crush on Kurt just seemed ludicrous now. It was Sam; it had always been Sam. It was Sam when she closed her eyes and imagined what her life would be like in the future. And it was Sam now, in this moment, standing in front of her with soft blond hair framing his handsome face. At last they could be together. They could restart their relationship and finally stop fighting the feelings that were between them. Mercedes realized that despite everything that had happened to her that weekend she felt happier right now than she had felt all year; she hadn't felt this good since the last time she and Sam were together as a couple.
It was all happening in slow motion for Sam. The joy and relief that had overwhelmed Mercedes' features mirrored the growing joy and relief on his own face. She looked so amazing smiling at him like that, her brown eyes now shining with happiness instead of tears. God, she has such stunning eyes, Sam thought as he leaned forward to kiss her. Just like Rory, Sam thought to himself as his eyes fluttered closed in anticipation of their next kiss.
Like Rory, Sam repeated in his head.
...Oh my God Rory! No wait!
Their lips were only centimeters apart. Mercedes had also closed her eyes as she leaned in for the kiss, and she could already practically taste it on her lips. Suddenly Mercedes felt Sam's strong hands on her cheeks, gently but firmly stopping her from closing the remaining distance between them. Her eyes shot open in surprise and she was shocked to see the drastic transformation that had occurred in Sam. Where only moments earlier there had been happiness and longing on his face, anguish and confusion were now in their place.
"We can't," Sam breathed in a hoarse, broken voice.
"Why not?" Mercedes demanded feeling yet another wave of strong emotions crash over her. "When are we going to just accept what's happening between us?" She felt her stomach knotting up again, had she really come this close only to be rejected yet again?
"I'm so sorry, 'Cedes," Sam said, his voice still trembling as he struggled to get his emotions back in check. "But it's too late. I'm in love with him."
"But Sam, this is right!" Mercedes insisted as anger and sadness wrestled for control of her body and anger won. "This is what we both want!" She was screaming now. "This is...him?" her mouth fell open as she replayed Sam's last sentence over in her head.
"What happened?" Kurt asked as he burst back into the room, alerted by the sound of Mercedes' shouts.
Mercedes slowly started backing away from Sam. As much as Shane's betrayal had hurt this felt much worse. As she felt the pain overwhelming her she just stared at Sam. She felt like she couldn't let him out of her sight for fear that he would do something else to her.
All Sam could do was stand there watching misery engulf the girl he loved and knowing that it was all his fault. He had never felt so guilty in his life. This was worse than his break up with Quinn, Santana, and his earlier relationship with Mercedes combined. They had never been so vulnerable; he had never been so vulnerable. He felt completely helpless as he watched her inching out of the room as though she'd been beaten. All he wanted to do was hug her and tell her how sorry he was, but he knew that would be the biggest mistake he could make.
"Mercedes," Kurt said softly as he put his hand on her shoulder.
"Don't touch me!" She screamed, turning on her best friend in rage. Kurt didn't protest he just stepped out of the doorway allowing her to pass.
"What's going on in here?" Finn asked as he walked up the hallway, concerned about all the commotion. Just then Mercedes finally turned around to run away, but ended up crashing into Finn's chest instead.
"Mercedes what happened? Are you okay?" Finn asked as he tried to put his arms around her, which was no easy task given the way she was struggling. Finn already knew about her breakup with Shane, but he didn't understand why things had suddenly gotten so much more intense and heated.
"Sam's gay!" She yelled into Finn's face, still trying to fight him off.
Finn was shocked. She might as well have announced to him that Sam really was from Pandora and had been using a human avatar all this time. His arms dropped from around her body as he looked helplessly past her at Kurt and then at Sam himself. Mercedes took the opportunity to shove past Finn, still desperate to be anywhere but in the same house with Sam.
"Oh lord, she can't drive in that state!" Kurt exclaimed as he pulled himself together and ran after her, also shoving past Finn in the process.
Finn slowly turned back to Sam and stared at him, still trying to process everything that had happened. Tears were starting to trickle down Sam's face and Finn felt even more paralyzed than before. He had no idea how to deal with a crying dude. He could barely handle a crying girl. Finn watched helplessly as Sam slowly started walking toward him. At last it occurred to Finn that giving Sam a hug would probably be a good idea so he started to walk the rest of the way toward Kurt's doorway. Just then Sam opened his mouth as if to say something, but all that came out was an anguished sob, stopping Finn again in his tracks.
Sam continued to move slowly toward the doorway of the room and Finn once again went back to his hug idea. However, when Sam reached the door he slammed it in Finn's face. Finn was still staring at the door, unsure of what to do, when he heard the click of the lock. Moments later there was a soft thud against the inside of the door followed a few seconds later by the sound of uncontrolled sobbing.
-000-
Ever since Sam had dropped him back off at the Pierce home, Rory had spent most of his time either worrying about what was happening with Sam or praying for guidance and atonement. He hadn't prayed in over a month, but he felt so confused by everything that had happened to him in the past three days that he didn't know what else to do. And so Rory prayed his third rosary of the evening and found his thoughts flickering across his past struggles with this burden of his.
As a child, Rory had been an alter boy in his church and had happily taken part in the church community with his parents and family. Everything seemed fine to Rory for much of his childhood. Occasionally he would notice another boy and feel a certain interest that he couldn't quite explain to himself, but as it became more and more common he justified it by telling himself that he was blessed. That instead of being tempted by girls and sin the way many boys his age were he was being spared that temptation by instead having harmless feelings for his friends or other men he admired.
By the time Rory had turned thirteen things had become harder and harder to ignore and he had a label for his "blessing" which he now viewed as a curse instead. That had been a very painful and difficult time for the Irish boy as he found himself still immersed in his Catholic community but also struggling with puberty and surging hormones. Everywhere he looked he found himself sinning in his mind. Over and over he confessed to his sin of impure thoughts and over and over he continued to have them. Eventually Rory convinced himself that the reason he was still struggling with his burden was because he hadn't been honest with the Lord or his priest. He had confessed to "impure thoughts" but he hadn't admitted the nature of those thoughts. How could he expect God to absolve him when he wasn't serious about repentance?
That's why one particularly painful Sunday morning Rory finally got up the courage to confess to his priest that his feelings were homosexual in nature. Father O'Malley hadn't seemed surprised and he was actually very patient and helpful to the boy. He explained that the church didn't condemn homosexuals per se but that it was leading a homosexual life that was against God's plan. Father O'Malley told Rory that the Lord was simply calling him to lead a celibate life. Then the old priest had encouraged the boy to consider the sacrament of Holy Orders for himself.
Rory had thought long and hard about that and realized that the idea of becoming a priest was very appealing. Either way he was going to have to be celibate his entire life, at least this way he could turn his affliction into something positive. He could become a priest and do the Lord's work and avoid the temptations of the flesh completely. For the next two years Rory was committed to his plan. Unfortunately despite his best efforts, Rory found that time and time again he fell and lusted after other guys. Rory was disgusted with himself. Why couldn't he put this behind him once and for all? Wasn't he sincere enough in his prayers and dedication?
Then shortly after starting high school, Rory heard about the student exchange program and it felt like the answer he had been praying for. Everything fell into place for Rory. He realized that the reason he couldn't get out of his cycle of sin at home was because he had fallen so many times there. Everything reminded him of an occasion of sin, but he could get out. The US would be a fresh start for the teen. Rory immediately applied to spend his second year of high school abroad and since his grades and school record were exemplary he had no trouble getting in. His family was proud of him, his priest was proud of him, Rory couldn't wait.
Unfortunately soon after arriving in America, Rory experienced an intense culture shock coupled with a crippling disappointment. The people were so different, but his feelings weren't. He found American boys just as appealing as their Irish counterparts. What was worse, no one liked him and everyone made fun of him, often taunting him with the very secret he had fought so hard to hide. Something had to be wrong. Wasn't Rory trying hard enough?
Then Rory took note of his pretty, blonde housemate. Rory knew she was gorgeous by normal male standards and he figured if anyone could make him straight she could. Having sex with her would be a sin, but if it ultimately spared him from making bigger mistakes then surely the Lord would understand. He also secretly hoped that having sex with Brittany would help him fit in, although he couldn't admit that to himself. Now all he had to do was make it happen. Then Rory realized just how easy it might be. She was so gullible, already believing him to be a magical leprechaun that only she could see. Rory felt even worse about everything by deceiving her, but he couldn't bring himself to abandon his plan. Three easily fakable wishes and she would be his, and Rory could put this torment to rest once and for all. Besides he knew Brittany had had sex with lots of boys, what was the harm in adding himself to that list?
Then just when Rory's goal was in sight he was foiled by none other than Brittany's lesbian girlfriend. Rory was shocked when he realized the nature of the girls' relationship, but as his lone friend, Finn Hudson, began introducing him to the McKinley High Glee Club Rory began to see things in a different light. He watched as Santana came out. He observed Blaine and Kurt and the way the rest of the club treated them. It was like their friends didn't think it was a big deal. They liked them anyway. Rory couldn't understand what he was seeing. Was it because they weren't a part of the Church? Rory knew that their culture and beliefs were different, but he couldn't help thinking that they still seemed like good people. They fought and bickered but ultimately they cared about each other and the world. Could Rory ever have that kind of acceptance?
Then Sam came into the picture. Finn Hudson and Rachel had brought him back from Kentucky, where Rory had soon learned Sam had been working as a stripper! Rory was scandalized imagining a boy only a year older than himself taking his clothes off for money. It was disgusting. It was vile and sinful. It was completely hot! When Rory first met Sam all he could think about was seeing him naked. For once it wasn't his fault, Rory reasoned, Sam had brought it on himself by his choices. Rory found himself fixating on Sam. All his fantasies revolved around the blond singer. Rory slowly admitted to himself that it wasn't just because Sam had been a stripper, it was because of Sam himself. He was just so bright and shiny, absolutely spellbinding. Rory felt like he couldn't look away. Of course he could never talk to the boy. Sam was absolutely intimidating to Rory with his overt sexuality and open nature.
And then something inconceivable happened: Sam spoke to him one day. Rory had just been pushed and bullied for about the eighth time that morning and as soon as he opened his locker everything tumbled out. Could his day get any worse? And then suddenly Sam was there, helping him pick up his book and casually chatting about how good Rory's last song had been in glee club. Sam knew who he was! He had noticed Rory. Then Sam continued to notice Rory. He noticed when Rory was being called names or pushed around and he stood up for him. Sam was always ready with a kind word and a reassuring smile. Rory couldn't believe how wrong he had been. This beautiful, sexual boy wasn't a perverse demon; he was the nicest person Rory had ever met.
Sam had also been there for Rory on one of his saddest days in America. Rory had just found out that he wouldn't be able to fly home to see his family for Christmas. He felt devastated. Then as if sensing his despair his stupid, evil locker turned the knife yet again and dumped all his books out. And then Sam was there, just like he always was, smiling good-naturedly and remarking that he was really going to have to teach Rory a special stacking technique so that this wouldn't keep happening. Sam's presence had already buoyed Rory's spirits but as if by fate Sam had noticed some pictures of Rory's family and asked about them. Rory admitted that he wouldn't be able to see them that year, that he would be alone for Christmas, and then suddenly Sam was opening his heart and his family's door to the lonely foreigner, insisting that he spend the holidays with them.
As if Sam weren't perfect enough in Rory's eyes he outdid himself by choosing to volunteer at a homeless shelter right before the Christmas holidays instead of promoting himself on TV like Rory and most of the rest of the glee club would be doing. Rory didn't have the courage to buck the trend and volunteer himself, but Sam had inspired him and in a moment of courage and clarity Rory had been able to take an opportunity to use the Bible to show the rest of the club the true meaning of Christmas.
Then Rory had his own version of a Christmas miracle. He spent that vacation with Sam and his family and suddenly everything Rory thought he knew about life, religion, and his feelings was turned upside down. The Evans family was such an amazing group of people. They were all so warm and open. Sam's parents even had some adult gay friends over for the holidays and they welcomed them in with opens arms and without any judgment. Meanwhile Rory was sleeping with Sam in his bed every night, constantly receiving Sam's kindness and attention. Rory knew he had had some feelings for Sam before, but this was it; Rory fell hard for Sam. Yet in such a safe, warm environment it felt so different this time. It didn't seem dirty or shameful; it felt wonderful. It made him happy, Sam made him happy. He just couldn't bring himself to feel bad about it.
By the end of that week Rory had convinced himself that this was the way he always wanted to live his life. Without judgment or guilt, but with kindness and openness. He stopped going to mass and he didn't feel guilty about it. Something had awakened inside of Rory and he felt like Sam had been the one to bring it out of him. Suddenly Rory was happy with himself in a way that he never had been before. He and Sam quickly became best friends and in a matter of weeks Rory felt like he had known Sam his entire life. He couldn't imagine his life without him. The first chance he got Rory immediately filled out the paperwork that would allow him to return to McKinley again his junior year. And then he started planning his days around when he would get to see Sam.
Eventually Rory noticed other changes in himself. He was still no where near ready to be open with others about his sexuality but he was feeling more and more comfortable with it himself. He was also comfortable with other gay people in a way he never had been before. Kurt & Blaine and Brittany & Santana didn't bother him the way they used to. They intimidated him because he was worried they would realize his secret, and he wasn't ready for that yet, but he didn't begrudge them their happiness at all; he admired it. Meanwhile his feelings for Sam just grew and grew. It was almost an obsession. He started analyzing everything his best friend said and did.
And now Sam had changed everything for Rory yet again. He had returned his feelings – all of his feelings! He had made Rory the happiest boy in the world. It wasn't just a dream come true to Rory, it was every dream come true for him. It felt so incredibly good and perfect. Sam was amazing, Rory trusted him absolutely. Rory even knew on an intellectual level that their friends and Sam's family would accept them, and best of all after this year Rory still had all of his junior and Sam's senior year to spend with him. It seemed picture perfect.
...and then Rory had messed it all up in the span of less than a day. His fear of coming out, even to their friends was almost crippling and it hurt even more knowing how open Sam tended to be and how much he wanted to do it. Rory could have dealt with that though because he knew Sam would be patient with him. What had really messed things up was Rory's sudden, unexpected nightmare. Out of nowhere all his fear and doubt returned, right when he should have been banishing them once and for all and getting on with his life. Why did this have to happen now of all times?
Rory didn't think he could escape this; it felt like a message from God. It felt like Rory was being given one last chance to save his soul and to keep from pulling Sam – good, virtuous Sam – down into hell with him. At first he had tried to just write it off as a freak, one time thing and tried to pretended it had never happened when he woke up later that day, but then it had slapped him in the face and reminded him. And still he had tried to ignore it.
When Mercedes had broken up with Shane and texted Sam, the evidence just became too overwhelming for Rory to ignore. This just wasn't supposed to happen. God had tried to tell Rory that in his nightmare, but Rory wouldn't listen, and now it was Sam's turn to get a message. Rory realized this might be Sam's last chance. Sam could stop now before it was too late and he could still get into a relationship with a girl he loved. He could be happy. How could Rory claim to love Sam and not want him to take that chance at salvation? How could Rory live with himself if he did that to Sam? But he was weak, he was still so weak. Despite the warnings Rory still wanted Sam for himself. He still wanted Sam so much.
So he prayed and cried and worried, and prayed and cried and worried. And then his phone rang.
"Sammy?!" Rory's exclaimed frantically as he saw Sam's name on his caller ID and rushed to answer it.
"Hey." If Rory hadn't been sitting in a quiet room he wouldn't have been able to make out the quiet, sad little word.
"Sammy, what's going on?" Rory asked, already feeling nervous from Sam's tone.
"I, I," Sam took a deep breath and tried again. "I messed up so bad."
"What happened?" Rory asked.
Sam sniffled and sobbed softly. "I broke her heart...and I cheated on you."
"Uhh huh?" Rory murmured hoping it would be enough to prompt Sam to continue. He didn't trust himself to form words. Sam was already crying, for once Rory was going to try to control himself and stay strong for Sam. But it wouldn't be easy, he felt like someone had punched him in the heart when he heard the words 'I cheated on you.'
"I...she," Sam sobbed some more into the phone. "She wanted to get...to get back to, and I..she...and we kissed. Then I told her...broke her." Sam knew that wasn't much of a story but it was the best he could get out.
For a long time neither boy said anything at all. Instead they both sobbed quietly into the phone. Rory feeling like every dream he had ever had had been destroyed and Sam utterly consumed by the pain and guilt that he had hurt the two people that he loved the most, besides his family, in the worst possible way.
After a few painful minutes Rory took a trembling breath and held it. Then he counted to ten and looked one last time as Sam's name on his phone.
"Go after her, Sammy," Rory said as fast he could. Then he hung up and screamed, not caring for once if he disturbed the rest of the household.
-000-
Sam looked at the phone in his hand as though it had bitten him. Then he threw it against the opposite wall of his room as hard as he could. How had everything gone so wrong so fast? Not two hours ago he was on top of the world, now he had fucked everything up beyond repair.
Sam wrapped his arms around his legs and buried his face. He had stopped crying now. He felt an odd mix of numb, desperate, and angry.
"Sam?" Finn called as he gently knocked on Sam's door. Finn had heard his wounded friend leave Kurt's room and return to his own soon after Finn had vacated the hallway. "Sam, can I come in?" Finn asked. When he still didn't get a response he tried the door and was surprised to find it unlocked.
Finn didn't really know what he was going to say, but Kurt was still out trying to take care of Mercedes and Burt and his mom weren't home, so it was up to Finn to do something. As he tentatively entered the room he saw Sam curled up in a ball on his bed. He wasn't moving or making a sound and Finn briefly freaked out and wondered if he was even alive. Just as Finn was debating whether or not to call 911 or go touch the body himself Sam raised his head and looked at Finn.
"Oh thank God, I thought you might have been dead, dude," Finn said without thinking. Sam didn't say anything but looked at him with a sort of mild, apathetic curiosity so Finn decided to continue, just to break the silence. "A lot of gay people kill themselves when other people find out. It's all over the internet," Finn explained voicing his main concern.
Sam still hadn't said anything so Finn took a deep breath and crossed the room. "Mind if I sit down?" he asked. Of course he didn't get an answer. "Okay, gonna sit down now."
Finn awkwardly put his arm around Sam and patted his shoulder. God, I suck at this! Why isn't anyone else home?!
"So um, what happened?" Finn asked after a minute. To his surprise Sam just turned and grabbed him, hugging him tightly and trembling. Finn thought he might start crying again at any moment so he started rubbing Sam's back and repeating, "it's okay" over and over again hoping he could head off anymore tears.
"I hurt them, Finn," Sam said sadly after a few moments.
"Mercedes and Kurt?" Finn asked since they had been the other two people in the room when everything happened.
"Mercedes and Rory," Sam clarified.
Rory? What does he have to do with any of this? Finn wondered. "Well, what did you do to them?" Okay, maybe that wasn't the best way to ask that, Finn realized as Sam started crying again.
After a little while he composed himself again. "You know how I was in love with Mercedes?"
"Yes!" Finn answered a little too excitedly. He was just glad something had come up that he knew about.
"Well, it turns out I was also in love with Rory. And when I like, got 'Cedes out of my mind I suddenly noticed how I felt about Rory. Well after he told me."
"Rory told you, you were in love with him?" Finn asked, wondering how that worked.
"No Finn, he told me he was in love with me. And then I realized I was in love with him too," Sam explained. Then he suddenly realized he probably shouldn't have been telling Finn all of this without Rory's permission but he figured it was too late now. Just something else to feel guilty about.
"Wait, so is Rory gay too?" Finn asked.
"Yeah, only I don't think I am. I think I'm something else," Sam said not really sure himself what that might be.
"But Mercedes said you were," Finn pointed out as if that must make it true.
"Yeah, but I'm in love with her too, so how can I be?" Sam remarked, already feeling a little better just to be talking about it.
"So you're bi?" Finn asked.
"I don't know what I am," Sam responded with a shrug.
"How does that even work? Being in love with two people I mean?" Finn asked. He had been in love with Quinn and in love with Rachel, and it had happened in rapid succession, but never actually simultaneously.
"It doesn't work," Sam said, scowling. "Everybody just gets really hurt."
"I'm sorry, man," Finn said, squeezing Sam's shoulders. "But uh, explain to me again what happened. I mean okay so you and Rory had feelings for each other, but how did that hurt Mercedes?"
"Shane cheated on her and she wanted to get back together with me," Sam said.
"Why didn't you tell her it was too late?" Finn asked as if it were the simplest thing in the world.
"I tried to, but then she kissed me. Or I guess she kissed me first and then I tried to. Whatever. Anyway, the next thing I knew all these feelings that I have for her were coming back up and I..." Sam trailed off.
"You what?" Finn prompted rubbing his back again.
"I sort of, like, forgot I was with Rory for a little while," Sam admitted, looking at Finn with a broken look on his face.
"How long have you guys been together?" Finn asked.
"A day," Sam answered.
"Oh, well you're probably just not used to thinking about it, dude. That's what happened. Don't beat yourself up."
Sam grunted with frustration. "But when I forgot it made Mercedes think we were getting back together. And then I broke her heart all over again when I said we couldn't. And I guess when I let it slip that it was because I was with a guy that hurt her even more for some reason."
"Oh man, that really sucks!" Finn said. Then he realized that hadn't been the best thing to say either. "But you have Rory at least," he said trying to put a positive spin on it. Now that Finn had gotten over the initial surprise he had to admit that it kind of made sense that if either Sam or Rory were ever going to be with another guy that it would be with each other. They were so close. Finn felt like he hardly ever saw one without the other, even here at the house.
"I thought so," Sam said, his voice breaking again. "But when I called and told him what happened he said to go after Mercedes. I think he can't forgive me because I cheated on him."
"You didn't cheat on him," Finn insisted. "You said she kissed you. And forgetting about him for a few seconds isn't cheating either. It's just...being forgetful." It made sense in Finn's head. He decided to clear his conscience and maybe make Sam feel a little bit better in the process. "Cheating is what Quinn and I did to you last year," he said looking Sam in the eye. "And I'm really sorry about that. But what you did today wasn't cheating."
"It doesn't matter what you call it," Sam said. "I hurt them both. A LOT, and now I don't have either one."
"Well which one do you want?" Finn asked.
"Rory," Sam said instantly. He knew without a doubt it was true. There was no denying that he still had feelings for Mercedes and he hated himself for what happened, but it was Rory whom he now wanted to be with more than anything else in the world.
"Well then tell him that," Finn said. "You know how Rory is."
Sam felt absolutely stupid asking Finn how Rory his own best friend and boyfriend was, but he had no idea what Finn was referring to. "How is he?"
"He doesn't want to like, intrude. He's always worried about burdening people," Finn said.
"But he's my boyfriend now. Last night and today were just so perfect until all this. He knows he's no burden. I love him," Sam insisted.
Finn thought it over for a little while and then thought of a way to explain it that he and Sam could both relate to. "You know at the end of Return of the Jedi when they're on Endor at the end celebrating?" Finn asked.
"Well yeah," Sam answered. Like I'm going to forget the end of Return of the Jedi. I'm not that out of it.
"Well you know how Han Solo realizes that Princess Leia loves Luke," Finn continued.
"Yeah but he's her brother," Sam said.
"Exactly, but Han doesn't know that so he tells Leia to go for Luke because he thinks Luke will make her happier." Finn said, beaming as he gets close to finishing his analogy.
"Yeah," Sam said, still following.
"Right, well you're Princess Leia," Finn said, nodding excitedly.
"What?!" Is that some kinda crack about me liking a guy?
"You're Princess Leia," Finn insisted, waving his hands and wondering how Sam wasn't getting this. "And Rory is Han Solo and Mercedes is Luke Skywalker."
Sam looked at Finn like he had three heads. "So Mercedes is like my twin sister?" Gross, I've made out with her and touched her boobs.
"No!" Finn exclaimed, frustrated that Sam had completely missed the point. "She's just someone you love but don't want to be with romantically. And Rory is Han Solo and he thinks you want to be with Luke, I mean Mercedes, so he's trying to bow out so you'll be happy."
"Oh!" All the pieces fell into place for Sam. That actually made perfect sense to him. "Thanks Finn!" Sam felt about a million percent better now.
"You're welcome!" Finn said happily. I can't believe how well this went! Well except for Mercedes, but that part's up to Kurt.
Sam got up and picked up the pieces of his phone. The battery had come out and the faceplate was cracked. When he tried to turn it on nothing happened. "Uh, can I borrow your phone, Finn?"
"No, I don't think that's a good idea," Finn answered frowning at Sam.
"I'm not gonna throw it!" Sam argued thinking that's why Finn was reluctant.
"No, it's not that. You should just go talk to him in person, dude." Geez, Sam can be so clueless sometimes.
