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Chapter Seven : On The Right Path
FLASHBACK
Mercedes in L.A recording her album…
"Mercedes you have the voice of an angel, darling, you brought real tears to my eyes. Now can we move to the next song "Lover on to the DL"? The lyrics are really moving darling, were you thinking about someone in particular while writing it?" Martin, Mercedes' producer, asked.
Mercedes sighed deeply; she didn't want to think about the person the song was about but then again, almost all her songs were about him…
"Someone that is very important to me, but I left him behind…" she replied sadly.
"Well, he must have been good with you if I refer to your words and if your story can bring you success honey bear, then don't be sad."Martin entered the recording booth to Mercedes, to squeeze her shoulders in comfort. "You're going to do great things Mercedes, don't let your past hold you back."
Mercedes knew if she kept up this pity party, she wasn't going to do great things in her life. She needed to move on.
"He's not holding me back; I'm doing this to myself." Mercedes said, looking into Martin's eyes.
"You need a real man Mercedes, someone who can really take care of the woman you are…" he said letting his eyes roam down her delicious body.
Mercedes began to feel a little uncomfortable; hearing Martin calling her inappropriate names and staring her as if he wanted to devour her made her cringe.
"I don't need a man to make me feel better or to reassure me of what I can do." Mercedes replied, taking a step back. 'I had that with Sam.' She thought. "I know my self worth." She continued.
"Wow, hold back your claws, my little kitten, I love feisty women, but I prefer those claws on my back while they are screaming my name." he chuckled lecherously. "Okay, back to work, honey, we have money to make."He winked at her and left the recording booth. Mercedes released her breath, she knew Martin was a great producer and she was lucky to be working with him, but she was beginning to dislike him as a human being. She would have to talk to him soon about his unprofessional behavior if they were going to continue working together.
After the recording session, Mercedes was on her way out the door when Martin grabbed her by the elbow – surprising her.
"I don't think you are putting in a hundred percent Mercedes." He informed her. "Why do I get a feeling that you're holding back?" He asked, searching her eyes for answers.
"Martin, you're holding me a little too tight," Mercedes warned him. He was scaring her.
Martin loosened his grip, smirking.
Mercedes rolled her eyes. "I'm fine okay, you know I'm invested one hundred percent, please don't ever doubt me or insult my talent."
Martin released her elbow, laughing heartily. "That's what I wanted to hear, angel, you're wonderful. Tomorrow, I want you to take it up a notch, all right Mercedes?" He asked seriously.
"Of course Martin, I'm a professional." She bid him good night and left.
END FLASHBACK
Mercedes woke up and had a feeling that something was off. It was a Saturday and she decided to have an early breakfast and to get a chance to talk to her parents. She entered the kitchen, it was eerily quiet; she had a sinking feeling that she was alone. What can her parents be doing on a Saturday morning and why didn't they have the decency to wake her up and tell her they were leaving? That was when she noticed the note on the kitchen table in her father's scribble.
Mercedes,
Your mother and I had been called out of town on an emergency. We should be back before you say the word "goobazoumba". Your mother didn't have the heart to wake you so we left the note and a little money for you.
Dad.
PS: This is mom, sweetheart I know you don't like being alone so you're free to invite any girls you want and one boy named Kurt Hummel!
Love my precious butterfly,
Mom.
Mercedes chuckled as she read her parents' note. Usually, when her parents were away she would invite Sam over to keep her company. He never had any problems coming over, even in the middle of the night.
FLASHBACK
"Sam? This is Mercedes."
"I know it's you baby…is everything okay? Why are you calling in the middle of the night?" Sam asked, sleepy.
Mercedes sighed, she knew she was being a baby, but she couldn't help it, she hated being alone in that huge house.
"Everything's okay…It's just…no forget it, I'm sorry for disturbing you." she said in a small voice, she really wanted Sam near her but on the other hand she felt guilty about calling him at two in the morning.
"Yeah like that's gonna happen!" Sam said with a twinge of Southern drawl. "Tell me or I will harass you Mercedes, you know how I can be?" He chuckled. Mercedes was truly amazed, even when she called him at two in the morning, he was the sweetest thing ever.
"Sam, my parents are out of town and you know how I hate being alone in this huge house. I had been fine all day but that it's dark..." she sighed. "I know it sounds ridiculous but…"
"Hey, hey you're not ridiculous Cede." Sam said softly, trying to reassure his girlfriend.
"I'm a big girl and I shouldn't be afraid of the dark but this house is huge and every little noise is freaking me out!" she whined.
He chuckled, she reminded him of Stacy and her fear of the darkness.
"Is Mercedes Jones, diva extraordinaire, afraid of the dark?" Sam asked, teasingly.
"Not exactly afraid, it just that I don't know what is hiding behind my closet."
"It's probably your clothes, babe." Sam laughed.
"Don't laugh at me Sam Evans; I called for comfort not to be laugh at."
He continued to tease her a little some time; she was so easy to upset.
Sam laughed once more then said "I'm sorry babe, you remind me Stacy when you're like this, trying to be so tough but you're a kid at heart. I love taking care of you."
"Well, you're not doing a good job." Mercedes replied, teasingly, touched by his words.
"Open you window, babe."
"Why?" she asked confused.
"Do you trust me, love?"
"With my life."
She felt Sam smiled through the phone; she really did have the sweetest boyfriend to put up with her silliness. He probably was tired after putting in a full day's work at the local pizza place.
"Go open your window."
Mercedes went to her window and saw Sam standing outside in his pajama and Chucks.
"Sam Evans, are you crazy?" she asked, on the verge of crying.
"Crazy about you, sweetheart."
Those were sweet times…
Back in reality, Mercedes was alone and she couldn't call Sam and she didn't want to. Things weren't as simple as before. She thought about Mike and what people were saying about him having feelings for her. She wanted to find out if that was true and the only way to find out was to invite him over.
"Hi! Mike it's Mercedes." she greeted, cheerfully.
"Hey Merce, glad you called, watcha doing?" Mike asked, equally cheerful.
"Nothing much, it's Saturday, so I'm having a lazy day." she laughed. "Anyway, I wanted to know if you want to come over and work on the routine for the music video." She asked, hoping he would say yes.
"I'm on my way." He said almost instantly.
"See you soon Mike."
Sam entered in the Lima Bean with sweaty palms, a break up was never easy and he really hoped this would not end his friendship with Brittany. He found her already sitting and smiling to herself. That's what he loved about her; Brit was for the lack of a better word, simple. Life with her was easy and he could see himself with her until the end of the school year, but things were complicated and he wanted Mercedes. So it was time to set Brittany free from his madness.
"Hey Brit." Sam greeted, kissing her on the cheek.
She giggled sweetly because his beginning beard was tickling her. "So you wanted to talk?" She said, sounding professional.
"Yeah, I don't really know how to say it without one of us getting hurt. I really love you Brit, you're one of my best friend and for most of that time you were my girlfriend… we had our good moments right?"
She smiled knowingly.
Sam took a deep breath. "Brit, I think we should break up."
"Sam, I think we should break up." Brittany repeated.
"Err, yeah that's what I said, are you okay with that?"
"Totally, since I'm breaking up with you."
Sam looked at her as if she had grown two heads.
"Sam, I'm Brittany Pierce, I can't let a guy dump me. Plus Santana was sure you wanted to talk to me about breaking up." She shrugged.
Sam shifted uncomfortably in his seat; he really didn't like Santana and her Mexican third eye!
"How did she know?" Sam asked.
"She said you looked at Mercedes the same way she looks at me, with love and possessiveness. I don't really understand what that word means, but I know you always love Mercedes. It's been nice hanging out with you Sam, so I'm totally fine with you breaking up with me, but make sure to tell everyone that I was the one who broke up with you, all right?"
Sam laughed, happy that things went smoothly. This was better than what he had dreamt of. Almost surreal. Totally Brittany.
"Treat her well Sam, I know Mercedes is still very much in love with you, but she has built all these barriers and is waiting for you to knock them down. I knew when you were fighting San for me; it was really Mercedes you wanted to fight for. I know I'm not the smartest, but I knew I couldn't compete with Mercedes just like you couldn't compete with Santana. We were good for each other while we lasted."
Damn, maybe Brit is a genius! Sam thought in awe. She was actually making sense!
Brittany giggled sweetly at the look on Sam's face. "Santana says if people really knew what I was thinking they would think that I'm a genius," she shrugged. "I'm all for a little mystery."She kissed Sam's cheek, preparing to leave.
Sam grabbed her hand to stop her. "Santana's right, you're a genius Brit and more intelligent than some of us." He said. "I'll try my best to treat Mercedes the way she deserves, if she wants to give me one more chance."
"Oh, she will." Brittany said confidently.
Sam raised an eyebrow. "Enlighten me, please."
"She will because she loves you and was ready to cut a bitch when Santana was badmouthing you. Mercedes still cares a lot even if she doesn't want to admit it. Give her time; she'll come around." she advised him.
"I hope you're right." Sam said with new hope.
I hope she's right because I won't give up this time and Mercedes will be mine again.
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