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Chapter Ten : Not So Fast
The week after the incident, things between Sam and Mercedes were wonderful. Sam went through with his promise to romance Mercedes and even if she wasn't ready for a romantic relationship, their friendship was stronger than ever. Although things were still tense between Mike and Sam, Mercedes made Sam promise to not do anything to Mike if he wanted her to tutor him.
She really helped him with his homework and never laughed when he was struggling or lost her patience when she had to repeat the same things numerous times because he couldn't wrap his head around the answer. Sam smiled, thinking about the day before when they lost a little bit of control in his room while Burt and Carol were upstairs.
"Okay Sam, your answer is wrong honey, but it's okay, you got four out of five questions right, you're getting it." Mercedes beamed proudly.
But Sam wasn't proud of himself; it was always one wrong answer, one answer holding him back from his goal. He was tired of being stupid. Mercedes felt his sour mood and was sad to see him that way and wanted to do something to brighten his mood. Sam was a free man, something Mercedes was really giddy about, no more Brittany between them but they had so many things to discuss before jumping in each other's arms. However, as a friend she could do something for him to cheer him up.
"Now, now Sam, don't pout, it's not pretty at all." She teased, trying to hide her smile when she saw his face crunched up at her for stating the truth and talking to him like a four year old boy.
"Cede, I'm not pouting," Sam corrected her. "It's just frustrating being so stupid..." He said, feeling sorry for himself.
"Okay, stop it right now mister and shut your beautiful mouth," she butted in, stopping his pity party. "I'll not let you insult the man I love…" she quickly cupped her hands over her mouth, shocking the hell out of both of them as the words rolled off her tongue. "Hmm sorry, I-I just…you know, hmm… you're not stupid…and all…" She stammered, feeling embarrassed and the smirk that Sam had on said beautiful mouth was not helping the situation.
"You think I have a beautiful mouth?" Sam asked, dropping his voice an octave lower as he moved closer.
"Yeah, whatever…" Mercedes muttered feeling cornered, with one swift move, Sam boldly slid her onto his lap. "Sam, what the hell…?" she asked, shocked.
Sam smiled, his eyes darken with lust. Mercedes was sitting on his erection and the way she was wiggling made it hard for him to not throw her on his bed and make love to her. He kept reminding himself repeatedly that they were just friends…for now.
"Sam, what are you doing?" Mercedes asked calmly, feeling his erection against her soft ass.
"Holding your hand." He replied smugly, kissing her right hand.
"Boy, please don't make me hurt you."Mercedes said, teasingly. Sam wasn't slick; she knew exactly what he was doing.
Sam laughed because his woman never lost her fierceness or her sassiness and it turned him on. Extremely.
"Give me those gorgeous lips." Sam whispered, seductively.
"Sam, we're friends, we're trying the whole friendship thing; do not ruin it." Mercedes whispered, looking intently at his lips as if they held the secrets to everlasting life.
Sam smiled, he knew his Mercy and she couldn't deny him anything. "Yeah just two friends, getting reacquainted." He agreed in his southern drawl.
"Ugh, damn you and your sexiness." Mercedes said before capturing his lips in a heated kiss that left them both wanting.
Sam's hand roamed along her body, gripping her waist and holding her tightly; not wanting to let her go. Ever. He knew he was pushing his luck, but his desire for her was so powerful that they soon found themselves rolling around on his bed with Mercedes pinned beneath him; his erection pressed hard against her covered mound. Mercedes ground into him, moaning and gripping his hair tightly. Sam kissed her neck, leaving a trail of wet kisses to her collarbone and was already undoing her bra when they heard a light tap on the door.
"Kids, is everything okay?" Burt asked on the other side of the threshold.
Mercedes and Sam stopped short, breathing heavily and listening.
"Yeah-yeah Burt everything is okay." Sam replied, trying to close Mercedes' shirt, while Mercedes tried to cover her giggles.
"Cedes, shut up…" Sam whispered, unable to stop his own laughter.
"Guys, dinner is ready and you're invited Mercedes, so hurry up, we won't wait for you forever." Burt said, laughing before leaving.
"That was close." Mercedes said, buttoning the last button of her shirt before turning to look at Sam and watched him adjust his pants with a smile on his lips. She knew they couldn't continue this way; they had to be friends before slipping back into a romantic relationship.
"Sam, we can't keep doing this, it isn't right…" Mercedes began; but she really didn't know how to deny his lips.
"I know and I take full responsibility for any and all mistakes." Sam said, not sorry at all.
"Yeah whatever." Mercedes said, smiling faintly as she rolled her eyes.
That's exactly what was happening in the library after an intense study session. Sam was taking all responsibilities; pining Mercedes against the wall and kissing her soundly as he grabbed her ass and squeezed it. Mercedes moaned loudly; Sam placed his mouth over hers.
"Now Cedes we don't want to get caught right?" he said against her lips.
Mercedes nodded, pressing herself against Sam. This was pure torture! She wanted him right now, but there were people around and way too many clothes between them.
"I want you, baby." Sam said whispered, licking the shell of her ear.
"I want you too." Mercedes whispered back, shivering as he flicked his tongue on her ear. She went in for another kiss but Sam chuckled and detangled himself from her.
"You're such a bad girl Mercy; I thought you wanted to wait." Sam looked at her with a grin on his beautiful face.
Mercedes had a "what the fuck" expression on her face, wondering if Sam Evans was teasing her. What a jerk!
"Sam you're such a dick!" she whispered, shaking her head.
"I know." Sam replied before grabbing their backpacks and heading out the library.
As they stepped into the hallway they bumped into Mike, who was heading toward the choir room looking for Jake. Sam and Mike glared at each other each standing in a battle stance. Mercedes was extremely uncomfortable, she hadn't spoken to Mike since the incident and he had been avoiding her like the plague. If truth was told, she missed her friend. Her rock. She was loosing everyone she cared about, Kurt, Tina and now Mike.
"Mike I…" Mercedes began.
"Not now!" Mike said, cutting her off. He left without a second glance.
Mercedes felt bad, but there was nothing she could do about it, every time she tried to talk to Sam about Mike, he would shut her down or change the subject. She watched Mike's retreating form with sad eyes, before looking into the face of a pissed off Sam.
"What?" She asked, shrugging her shoulders. "I'm allowed to talk to Mike."
Sam huffed as he walked away from her. Mercedes shook her head and sighed. Why was Sam such a fucking drama queen!
"Sam, wait! Where are you going?" She shouted, trying to stop him.
"I'm going home." He snapped. He was so mad at himself for getting upset, although he told her that he had forgiven her, seeing her looking sad over Mike was too much. "But why should you care, you have eyes only for Mike!"
Mercedes was shocked and angry, Sam and her were not together. So what they if they fooled around, they weren't together.
"Dammit Sam, stop!"
"Why should I? It's not like it will stop you from running in his arms and…"
"Do not even try to finish this sentence Samuel Evans!" She warned him, putting a hand on her hip and shaking her index finger of her other hand in his face. "News flash Sam, we are not together, so you can take that jealously act of yours and shove it up your ass." she hissed. "I can do whatever I want with who ever I want, but I'm not a heartless bitch. I have no interest in Mike. Why would I want to hurt us?" She knew it would be hard to rebuild her friendship with Sam with trust being so hard to regain.
Sam knew he went too far, but he was tired of sneaking around. He wanted Mercedes to be his forever, why couldn't she see it?
"Then be mine," he said, taking a step closer to her. "Be mine, because I can't take being away from you."
"I'm right here Sam, standing in front of you, but we can't be together; we have to rebuild our…"
"Friendship!" Sam finished for her. He was beginning to hate that word. Sam huffed and sighed deeply, running a hand through his hair. He grabbed her by the elbow and held her close to him. He brushed her forehead with his lips before kissing it.
"I'm sorry Cedes." He whispered. "I just want to be close to you."
Mercedes wrapped her arms around his waist. "It's okay Sammy; please believe me when I say that I want things to workout between us."
"I believe you babe; this whole situation just is so frustrating."
"You should go talk to Mike." She suggested, feeling him tense up immediately. This time she wouldn't back down or let him change the subject. "Talk to your brother Sam and make things right or we will never get through this."
"Then you should go talk to Brittany and Tina…" he countered.
Mercedes cut her eyes at him. "Yeah, yeah, we should go now you still have homework to do." she said trying to drop the subject.
"Look who's trying to change the conversation now?" he said laughed. "At least think about it."
"I'll think about it, I promise." She said sweetly.
"I'll talk to Mike." He promised her, taking her hand in his.
Kurt paced in his room, he hadn't talk to Mercedes since the drama in her home and in the choir room and he wondered if she was good. He had been harsh, but it was because he cared for her and didn't want her to do anything she would regret later. Mercedes had always been a sensible girl, but he needed someone to help him to make sure his friend will stay on the right path.
That someone was Rachel Berry…
"Hey boo, how are you? How's Lima? Wish I was there but with my audition for Funny Girl…"
"Slow down Rachel," Kurt replied, wondering if this was a great idea. "I could be on my death bed and somehow you will make it about you."
"Ohmigod Kurt, are you sick? You can't leave me alone pay all the bills!"
"Wow Rachel, I mean wow you have really improved your "Heartless selfish bitch" role." Kurt said with venom.
"I'm sorry Kurt, I'm just stressed out with NYADA and the audition but I swear to listen to you, what's up?" Rachel asked genuinely concern.
Then Kurt proceeded to explained what was going on with Mercedes and how he was completely lost in helping her. "We need a diva convo; if we're together she will listen to us…maybe?" He finished.
"Ohmigod I can't believe this is happening to Mercedes, of course Kurt I'll try my best to help her and give her my best advice. She could really learn from our vast experience because she kind of lack experience in the love domain." Rachel said, laughing a little.
Kurt didn't know why, but it felt like an insult toward Mercedes but he let it slide because it was Rachel and she promised to help with Mercedes' situation.
"All right talk to you soon Kurtie, I'm being called, wish me luck." she hung up without waiting for his reply.
Kurt sighed, Rachel was a handful but they shared a hate and love relationship that only made them closer. Sometimes he didn't know how they made it, but what family is perfect?
Mercedes had no idea what was in store for her...
"Hey Tina, it's Mercedes…again," Mercedes said, leaving another message on voicemail for Tina to ignore. "I really, really wish we can talk about what happened…I know you're angry and disappointed, but T it's me. The same old me who was standing in the back swaying behind Rachel and Finn, the same old me who cried real tears because we thought Nemo would not survive and his father would be alone… I'm…lost and I need my best girlfriend to help me find my way…Please call me…"
Mercedes sighed, she can't seem to get anything right; instead of helping she is screwing up big time. Maybe it's time to go back to my life in LA. She said to herself. Probably that'll be best for everyone…
...Dum dum Dum... Mercedes wants to leave? What! Without telling anyone?! No way!
Do you think she will leave without telling anyone or will a certain blond succeed and prevent her to leave?...
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