Dont own Glee... those who shall not be named do and they literally broke up every relationship... like every. last. one. But I'm praying to god that we at least get a glimpse of SAMCEDES because on the preview for the next new episode (doesnt come out until november 8th. rat bastards) Mercedes and Mike come to visit because theyre doing Grease the musical!

Okay sorry about that!

Here it is! Enjoy!

I walked out of Puck's bathroom, my hair in a curly ponytail mess. Puck had loaned me a pair of his sweatpants and one of his McKinley t-shirts. I sat down on the couch next to him, my eyes feeling drained of moisture. Cojo, Puck's pit bull laid down next to my feet, stealing a glance at me occasionally.

"Where's your mom?" I asked, looking around, my voice sounding hoarse.

"Out on a date… I don't expect her back until later," he said. I nodded my head and looked over at the clock. It was 10:30. I furrowed my eyebrows. How long had I spent in the shower? I had gotten here around 9. "You okay now?"

I shook my head. It was all still a fuzz. Just thinking about what happened tonight sent my head in a spin.

"D'you wanna talk about it?" he asked.

I looked into Puck's hazel eyes before speaking. I told him everything. And I mean EVERYTHING. From when I first fell for Sam all the way to tonight, when he kissed me. I barely took any breaks in between my long story and when I finally finished, I felt as if the biggest weight was taken off my shoulder.

"Wow," Puck said, leaning back into his couch. He rubbed the back of his neck nervously before glancing at me. "And you've kept all that in. For like 11 years?"

"Yup," I said.

"And even Quinn and Kurt don't know?" he asked.

"They have an idea and they tease me about it but I always just kinda brush it off, like it's nothing important," I said. I was wringing my hands nervously as I looked at the ground. Cojo lifted his head up but plopped it back down in boredom.

"And you ran when Sam told you he was in love with you?" Puck asked, more for his understanding than for me.

"Yeah," I said sadly, tears filling my eyes again. I wiped at them, feeling like the -biggest schmuck in the world.

"And you love him back right?"

"Yeah, that's why seeing him with Kitty stung so badly," I muttered through sobs.

"So why run?" he wondered, staring at me. I looked at him and shrugged.

"I dunno."

Puck scratched the back of his head and sighed. "I know why you ran. You were scared. You still are. I know because I was you back when I dated Zizes. I mean I was raised not to treat women the right way. My mom dated assholes, including my dad and I never learned how to pursue a girl I liked the right way. Normally I'd just get what I want from them and leave. Until I met Lauren. She made me work for her and it opened my eyes and made me realize that I didn't have to be afraid of being in a relationship. She made me believe that I could be in love without worrying that the person would just leave. I guess I'd have to thank her one day because if it weren't for her, I wouldn't be going after Quinn so hard."

I swallowed hard, listening to every word he said. He was right, I was scared. I was scared out of my mind. I didn't trust people that said they loved me. I mean look at my family life. My mom died when I was 14 and I barely talk to my dad. He always makes up some type of excuse to get out of actually interacting with me.

"When my mom first got sick," I started. "She made me promise that my dad and I would stick together. But it was like when she died, he fell apart. He wouldn't look at me. He wouldn't talk to me. He was the first person to ever let me down. He said he loved me. He said he cared about me, yet he couldn't even tolerate me for longer than 5 minutes."

Tears fell down my cheek for what felt like the hundredth time.

"Dads are assholes," Puck shrugged, wiping my tears away. "I mean mine was out of my life the majority of the time unless he wanted money, not to mention he kept the fact that I had a brother away from me. I thought that would tear me apart. That betrayal. But it didn't. It made me stronger. It made me realize that yeah… I don't have a dad, but I have plenty of love in my life. I have my friends, including you, Coach Beiste, Quinn, no matter how much she tries to deny it, and my brother. You have that love too. You have Quinn and Kurt and Tina and me and Sam. Especially him. Look, I've known Sam as long as you have, maybe longer. When he talks about how he feels, don't take it lightly. He means it and you can trust him. Hell, I have. And it's been forever since he told me in Kindergarten that we were gonna be best friends."

I chuckled lightly and felt the urge to hug Puck. I scooted closer to him and did just that, eliciting a shocked look from him. He hugged me back after a second and patted my head.

"Thanks Puck," I pulled away. "Because you've been my Dr. Phil, I'm putting in a good word for you with Quinn."

"Oh thank god! Because I'm thinking about asking her to Homecoming and if she says no, I think I might have to throw her over my shoulder and take her anyways."

I laughed at him and wiped my face. "D'you think you could give me a ride home?" I asked.

"Course I can. I hope you don't mind motorcycles," he said, smirking.

I hopped off of Puck's bike and thanked god I was still alive. Not only was he going way too fucking fast, but it was slippery out on those roads. The rain had only just stopped.

"Thanks," I said to him, handing him his helmet. I grabbed my bag of damp clothes off the side of the bike. "Be careful."

"Will do," he said winking and starting up his bike. He drove down the road when I realized I still had on his sweatpants and shirt. I'd just have to give it to him Monday at school. I unlocked my front door and was shocked to see the lights on.

"Mercy, is that you?" I heard. Of course it was Dad, who else would it be?

"Yeah," I said instead.

"Who was that young man on the bike?" he asked, entering the living room. "And whose clothes are you wearing?"

"That was just a really good friend. My clothes are wet so..."

"Oh... okay... well I'm going out of town this week for a dental conference so I was just coming back to pack some things. The credit card is in the drawer in case you need anything," he said. He walked past me and headed to his room.
"Dad wait!" I said. He turned to face me.

"What is it?" he asked, impatiently.

I pushed myself into his arms, hugging him tightly. I obviously took him by surprise as he stood there, his hands still by his side.

"I miss you," I said, through tears.

"I'm right here," he said. I pulled away from him and shook my head.

"No you aren't. You're never home and when you're here you're not really here. It's like you don't want to be around me," I said.

"Mercy… of course I wanna be around you… it's just busy down at the practice," he said.

"If you can make time for your job, dad, you should be able to make time for your daughter," I cried. He looked down at the ground, shame covering his face. "We promised her. We promised Mom we'd stick together. We promised we'd look out for each other. You're breaking that promise."

"I know," he whispered.

"Do you? Huh Dad? I'm 18. This is my last year living with you and I've seen you maybe about 10 times this school year. I should you see you every day, not every once in a while. I'm your daughter," I said.

"I know," he said again, this time making eye contact with me. His dark brown eyes were so pained that I almost stopped talking but I couldn't. I had to get this out.

"Then why aren't you ever here?" I asked.

"Because I can't take it… I can't take seeing you," he said. His honesty broke my heart, even more than it already was. I collapsed onto the couch.

"What?"

"You look like her," he said sitting down next to me. "You look just like your mom in every way. And now I can't take seeing the disappointed look on your face because it's like she's here too, frowning at me, just like you are now. And knowing that I disappointed either of my girls, kills me."

"Then stop disappointing me, Dad. I need you. Because this next year is gonna be filled with hard times and I need my dad," I said confidently.

"I know… I'm so sorry baby girl," he said, pulling me into a hug. I hugged him back and cried into his chest, just like I did back when mom died. "I'll try harder. I won't go this week. I'll do better. I promise."

"How do I know you won't break your promise?" I cried out.

"You're gonna have to trust me Mercy," he said, smoothing my hair. "But I promise to try harder. I'm gonna be here for you from now on."

I hugged my dad tighter and hoped he was telling the truth.

A/N: I'm shocked no one was pissed at me for the last chapter. And I'm even more shocked that a lot of you agreed with Mercedes. I mean it's how I would react but I have no spine soo... lol but anyways I also read a few reviews that thought that Mercy was going over to Pucks and something would happen. DO you guys honestly think I would throw Puck into the drama that is Samcedes? He has Quinn I wouldnt do that to my lovely Quick! But just so you know, all this angst is required and can I just say, the reunion is already written and it is EPIC! Like super epic! Like it's awesome if I do say so myself.

Writing this chapter was kind of hard because I thought about the fact that Mercy and her dad still have a strained relationship and I wanted them to fix it before the end of the story. I hope you liked Puck and his advice.

I forgot to do it last chapter but thanks so much to my Beta Reesie! Not only does she read over the chapters but she comes back on here to review them. And I send several to her at once so I know she must be keeping her thoughts to herself until she can come on here and tell me what she thought about the chapter! A thousand thanks to you!

180+ Reviews! You like me! Ahhhhh I'm so happy about that. Keep reviewing! Maybe Ryan Murphy roams around FanFiction looking for the next big story and maybe just maybe he'll find this and hire me as a writer. Then again, I'd fire like all of his staff and rewrite season 4. I'd need that thing from Men In Black to erase people's memories. Or at least the ones who watched the beginning of season 4.

Okay, I'm done sounding crazy. :)

XOXO