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Mercedes spent the rest of her night locked up in her room. She had over twenty text messages and calls from Sam. She couldn't talk to him. Everything he said was a lie and then he had the nerve to say he loved her. She shook her head trying to keep her tears at bay. She looked up when she heard a bell indicating another customer has entered. Pushing her glasses up on her face, she saw Quinn walking towards her.

Quinn walked up to the counter with a smile, "Hey Mercy."

"Hi.'' She said in a small voice. She avoided eye contact with her.

Quinn's smile started to fade once she noticed how red and puffy Mercedes's eyes were, "What's wrong?''

''Nothing..I'm fine." She sniffle a little as she looked back up. She plastered on a fake smile, "Do you want to usual?''

''No..I don't want anything until you tell me what's wrong." She crossed her arms over her chest.

''I-I.." She felt tears starting to form in her eyes.

Quinn looked at her in concern, "Merce what's wrong?'' When she didn't say anything, Quinn looked over and asked Courtney if she could takeover for Mercedes for a minute. She nodded and Quinn walked around the counter and grabbed Mercedes's arm leading her to a table in the back. Once they sat down, Quinn looked at Mercedes, "Tell Me.''

Mercedes cried softly. She told Quinn everything that happened from that morning to last night.

Quinn was in shock, "That doesn't sound like Sam at all. Did you talk to him?''

Mercedes wiped her tear stained face, "For what? There are pictures Quinn, it doesn't get much clearer than that." She whispered brokenly.

Quinn knew something wasn't right about this at all. She knew Sam would never do anything to hurt Mercedes. He loved and cherished her with all of his heart. She was so deep in thought that she didn't see Mercedes get up.

''I-I have to get back to work." Mercedes said as she turned around and walked away.

She looked at Mercedes retrieving form and sighed. She was going to get to the bottom of this.


Sam was in his living room staring blanking at the TV. He felt like shit. His eyes were blood shot red from crying last night. He didn't sleep at all. He lost the one girl who he have loved since forever to some bullshit. Who would send her those pictures? Why does this feel like a set up? Will Mercedes ever talk to me again? Those questions ran through his mind all night.

"Hey Sam." His dad called out, "I'm going to be working..." He drifted off when he took in his son, "Sam..what's wrong?"

Sam looked at his Dad and felt his tears coming, "I messed up Dad."

Dwight frowned. He went to sit by him on the couch, "What happened?''

He sniffled, "Yesterday when I was heading into the locker room, one of the cheerleaders asked me if I could help her with her car. So you know me, thinking nothing of it..I went and took a look. She was touching me on my back and making side comments and things like that. So when I finally fixed it for her, she gave me a hug and you know me Dad I'm not going to be ruse so hugged her back. She kissed me Dad." He started to cry, "A-And I was going to tell Mercedes but somebody beat me to it. Someone took pictures and left them on her c-car and now..." He broke off putting his face into his hands, "N-Now she t-t-thinks I cheated on her.''

Dwight leaned over and wrapped him into a hug, "Shh.."

Sam cried into his Dad's shoulder, "I-I love her so much..I would never do anything to hurt her.''

''I know son." Dwight rubbed his back, "Everything is going to be okay."

''B-but what if it isn't?''

Dwight leaned back and looked at him, "Just keep your faith Sam.''

They sat in complete silence for a couple of minutes.

Dwight didn't want to put anymore bad news on him but he needed to tell him, "I'm going to have to get a second job, Sam.''

Sam looked at him, "Why?''

Dwight sighed, ''They have been cutting our paychecks at work due to some 'inconvenience' with the company." He shook his head, "So..I'm going to have to find something. I have to help your sister with her college tuition.''

Can things get any worse?, "I can help.''

''No."

''Dad..''

"No Sam..no." He said sternly, "I just wanted to let you know that so you won't wonder why I'm not around that much. You need focus on school and let me handle the money problems.''

Sam let out a shaky breath, "O-Okay.''

Dwight nodded at him standing up, "I'll see you tonight okay? And remember Sam, everything is going to work out." He patted his shoulder and walked out of the house.

Sam watched him as he left. How was he going to keep his faith? Sighing, he laid back on the couch and closed his eyes thinking about ways he could get Mercedes to talk to him.


The rest of the weekend went by to quickly for Mercedes. She didn't want to be at school today because she didn't want to face Sam. When she entered the school, all eyes were on her. She walked quickly to her locker to retrieve her books. A lavender piece of paper fell out and she picked it up. She opened it rolling her eyes when she saw the familiar sprawl handwriting on there.

Please talk to me.

She balled up the note and threw it back into the locker. She grabbed her books that she needed and closed her locker. She turned around and was greeted by the most intense green eyes ever.

"Mercedes.."

''Move Sam.'' She pushed pass him and headed to her class.

"Just hear me out..please." He begged.

"Why? So you can tell me more lies?'' She stopped abruptly and turned to him, "Please just leave me alone.''

''No.." He said, "Mercedes I would never cheat on you. Why can't you believe me?"

She looked at him with tears, "S-Sam...I can't do this right n-now." She turned and ran down the hallway.

He groaned and punched the nearby locker. He was about to go after her until he felt his body make contact against the wall.

''What the hell, Sam?'' Mike said.

Sam pushed him, "Leave me the fuck alone Mike..you don't know what happened."

Mike threw his book bag on the ground and punched Sam in the face causing him to fall to the ground. He got on top on him, "I told you not to break her heart."

"FIGHT." Someone yelled in the hall, causing people to run to it.

Sam tried to get Mike off of him by punching him in the stomach. He didn't want to fight his friend but he'll be damn if he get his ass whopped.

''Break it up." Mr. Schue told them as he pulled Mike off of Sam.

Josh helped him up and pulled him down the hallway, "Dude..chill."

"Hell no." Sam yelled wiping the blood from his lip, "You want me to fucking chill? I LOST MY GIRLFRIEND OVER SOMETHING I DIDN'T DO AND FUCKING MIKE IS OVER THERE TRYING TO KILL ME AND YOU WANT ME TO CHILL? FUCK THAT." He pulled away from him and walked out the building.

Josh jumped slightly when he yelled. He has never seen Sam so hurt and angry. He shook his head and turned around running into Santana.

"Wow, so lover boy finally fucked up huh?''

Josh squinted his eyes at her, "You had something to do with this didn't you?"

"Now why would you think that?'' She smiled.

''Cause you're fucking jealous of their relationship." He said simply, "If you did something, Santana..I'm going to find out." He bumped against her as he walked by.

Santana smirked, "We'll see.."

"He's right you know.." Quinn crossed her arms coming up behind her, "I believe you set Sam up Santana..but why?''

''You have no proof, Fabray."

Quinn pushed her up against the locker, "I'm serious Santana..if you did this, you can kiss whatever little friendship you had left with Mercedes goodbye." She walked off without a second glance.

Santana revengeful demeanor faltered for a minute. That will never happen because she will never find out. Right? She thought to herself.


''Since we are doing five songs for the dance, we need to start brainstorming. We only have four more days." Ms. Cocoran said, ''Mercedes what do you think?''

Mercedes shifted uncomfortably when everyone looked at her, "Why do you always ask me? We are a group, so we should decide as a group not just one person.''

''But you are the leader Mercedes." One girl said.

Mercedes shook her head and stood up, "I-I don't care..I'm not going anyways."

"Why? Because your boyfriend is a cheater and you feel like you can't face him?'' Santana sassed as the room got quiet.

''You know what Santana..I don't even have the energy to argue with you today.'' She grabbed her bag and walked out.

Brittany glared at Santana, "You are such a bitch.'' She got up and ran after Mercedes.

Santana just shrugged. She was happy that her plan had worked but she couldn't understand why she was still being mean towards Mercedes.

Brittany rounded the corner and saw Mercedes sitting on the floor with her knees to her chest. As she got closer she heard small sniffles coming for her. She slid down beside her and wrapped her in her arms.

''I-I-I loved him, Britt." She cried into the crook of her neck.

"Shh..I know." Brittany rubbed up and down her back. She laid her head on top of Mercedes head and rocked them and continued to tell Mercedes that everything was going to be okay.


A/N. It's almost over. Hang in there :)