A/N: chapter 14, as always if you don't like what happens please review and tell me things I can do to do make it better. Ok that's it, on to the horror show… lol
"Spiderman 3 was the worst of them all." Sam said to Mercedes as they laid on her bed, fingers intertwined, looking at the ceiling. Somehow, after going to the cheap movie theater downtown and watching a triple feature of the Spiderman trilogy Sam and Mercedes came back to her place, and ended having a discussion about the Spiderman movies. Mercedes conveniently pointed out that she liked Spiderman three the best, in which Sam refuted heavily, which lead to a minor debate about said topic.
"I don't agree, I mean it had its faults but It was way better than the first one," Mercedes added.
"Mercy... Are you kidding me? It had its faults? It was terrible... Especially the ending... Why the fuck was everybody forgiving each other? And Mary Jane's hair looked straight up orange."
"You are so silly!" Mercedes laughed heartedly and put her head on his chest. She watched him as he breathed in and out heavily, hearing his heartbeat.
"Your heart is beating so fast Sammy." she said after a while.
"Yeah... That always seems to happen when I'm around you." Sam looked down as she looked up and smiled. He reached for her chin and brought her closer and kissed her chastely on the lips. She kissed him back, opening his mouth with hers as her tongue swirled around his. They parted and she went back to laying on him.
"I could kiss your lips for days... Do you know that?" she said to his chest.
"I feel the same way... Sometimes it..." Sam stopped himself before he could finish.
Mercedes lifted herself and scooted up the bed so that she was hovering over him. "Sometimes it... What?" she asked with a smile.
He smiled back at her curiosity and brought her down to him so that their bodies touched. His hands rested on her waist and hers in his hair.
"Nevermind." he answered.
"No! Not nevermind! Sometimes, what? Answer me Sam!" she asked again, this time she pinched his taut nipple making him squeal.
He rubbed his chest, laughed and then gave in. "Sometimes it scares me. My feelings for you scare me... Just the way you make me feel, when I'm around you, and when I'm not... It scares the shit outta me." he answered honestly.
Mercedes looked at him in the eye and bit her lip before saying, " It honestly scares me too Sammy. Everything you just said and more scares me as well. Like I'm afraid of what could happen between us... In a good way."
"So... What do we do? About these feelings?" Sam asked her, while treading his fingers through her hair lightly.
Mercedes moved her face so that their lips grazed, she pecked his lips gently before saying, "I guess we just... Let it happen."
Mercedes broke out of her dream when she realized this wasn't Sam's lips on her neck, it was Shane's. He was kissing from her jaw to her clavicle and all Mercedes could think about was Sam. Beautiful, sweet Sam. It's been two weeks since she and Shane became official and to say things were heating up fast was an understatement. It was partly because Mercedes was so damn horny after losing her virginity to Sam and partly because she couldn't stop thinking about him. Shane was a good distraction. He was a great kisser, but Mercedes kept comparing it to Sam's kisses. The way he would just own her mouth, so sweet but deliciously possessive. When he would whisper sweet nothings in her ear while his large hands roamed her body. Mercedes felt like she was in tune with the entire universe when Sam would touch her.
Shane began moving his hands immediately to her ass. Like always. Mercedes didn't mind, she liked her ass, and apparently so did boys, but once again her mind went back to Sam. In the beginnings of their relationship he would ask if he could touch her ass. She thought it was so sweet and gentlemanly of him. Then after they got more into their relationship he would just grab it with both of his open hands when pulling her into his lap or onto the bed. The man had wonderful hands. Big, and calloused, strong and firm. Mercedes eyes rolled to the back of her head just thinking about Sam's hands on her once again. And with those thoughts she cried out, "Ohh... yes!"
Shane smiled against her skin thinking that he was the man. "You like that baby?"
Mercedes just nodded not opening her eyes. She could see him there in the darkness of the back of her eyelids, Sam still wanted her, he didn't move away and they were still in love. His hands were on her and his name was on her lips, as his hands roamed her body. "My beautiful Sammy" she thought to herself.
Before she said it out loud, she quickly opened her eyes and saw Shane reaching up to touch her boobs.
"How far do you wanna go baby?" Shane asked as he kissed the corners of her mouth.
"I... I think we should stop." Mercedes got up off her bed to go to the bathroom. Shane stopped her grabbing on her wrist.
"Hey... What's wrong?" he asked worried.
"I just..." Mercedes started. "I just need to cool down. I'll be right back ok?"
"Ok..." Mercedes wanted to walk away but Shane held on, she gave him a look wordlessly asking him why in the hell was he still holding onto her.
"Hey... You're my girl right? All mine?" Shane asked
"Yes Shane, I'm your girl... Why?"
Shane just shrugged and let her go. "Just wondering. Do you want me to have dream girls ready when you come back?"
That made Mercedes smile. She kissed him and said "Yes please." and then went to the bathroom.
Shane took out the DVD and put it in her DVD player and then went on her laptop. He looked through her photo albums, smiling at the pics of her. Then he saw one that said "S&M" on it and he clicked it, thinking it could've been something kinky... Maybe sexy photos of his girl in outfits she didn't show her parents. But the photo album was locked and he needed a password to get in. He tried but failed so instead he just went to Facebook. He logged in and looked through his updates and then finally, went to change his information.
He'd been waiting to do this for a while now, ever since she agreed to be his girlfriend. Today she finally confirmed it, so Shane was ready to tell the world, or at least all of McKinley. He went to "Relationship Status" and changed it so it said;
Shane Tinsley is now in a relationship with Mercedes Divalious Jones.
"Are you one of the dancers?" the red head asked him.
"Umm... No I'm not... I got roped into coming here with my silly friend." Sam said nudging Brett in the shoulder.
"It seems like he thought this place was something other than it was, right Brett?" Sam laughed and Brett put his head down.
"That always happens..." said the redhead. "Anyway, I'm Carla, or as they call me around here, Dynamite." she extended her hand to Sam and Sam shook it firmly.
"Well, it's nice to meet you Carla, but I think we'll be going now... Right Brett?"
"Yeah, I don't wanna see dudes flopping their dicks around... Let's go man."
They began to leave and then Carla yelled out "Wait please!" to Sam.
Sam turned around and so did Brett.
"Umm yes?" Sam asked her.
"Can me and you talk for a minute Suga?" she asked flickering her eyelashes at him.
"If you wanted action you should've just went with me lady, this guy right here, is in love." Brett added.
"What? Heavens no! I don't want him, but I do need him. It will only take a minute, please?" Carla begged.
"Ok... I guess, hey Brett wait for me in the car?" Sam told him. Brett just nodded and exited. After he left Carla told him to follow her and Sam followed her all the way to her office. She told him to lock the door behind him and he did, then he took a seat.
"So, umm if you don't mind me asking, what's this about?" Sam says.
"Well that depends, first let me ask you, do you have a job?" she took out a pack of cigarettes and lit one and put it in her mouth.
"Yeah. I uhh... I work at DQ." Sam answered.
Carla blew out a smoke and laughed at him. "And... how much do you make at DQ?"
"About 8 dollars an hour... It's not much but it helps my family when we need it the most." Sam shrugged.
"You having family troubles sweetheart?" she asked him.
"Kinda, we live from place to place right now, but we manage... Why?"
"Ok look... I'm gonna cut to the chase, you seem sweet, and you have the whole boy next door thing down pact. But you also look like you got killer abs, and what I'm assuming is a very sizeable... Excuse my French, penis."
"Ok... That's inappropriate, I think I'm gonna go." Sam was so shocked by her words that he got up abruptly and put his hands on the door to unlock it. Before he could leave Carla said, "I'm not trying to hit on you sweetheart, I promise! What I am doing is, trying to offer you a job."
Sam turned around confused as hell. "A job? A job as what?"
"Sit back down and we can discuss it."
Sam sat back down and waited for her to continue.
"A job... As a dancer. Here at Stallionz" she finished.
Sam started to laugh at her. This woman couldn't be serious. "You're kidding right?"
"Does it look like I'm kidding Suga?" she asked in a serious tone.
"Why would you want me of all people to work here?"
"Because you're cute, and look innocent. Women love that! And, you will spike my revenue up at least 30 percent... What do you say Blondie?"
"Sorry but, I'm gonna have to decline. Thank you for your time." Sam got up to leave again and once more Carla had to say something to keep him from leaving.
"You would be making up to 1500 a week... And only 10 percent goes to the club."
Sam turned around yet again and asked, "Wait... really?"
Carla nodded. "With your looks and that rock solid body, you could be taking home 5 grand a month... Now I'm in desperate need of someone to fill my Friday and Tuesday slots. You could make big money, quit DQ and have your family owning a house in no time... What do you say?"
"Can... Can I have some time to think about it?" Sam asked.
"Nope. It's either now, or never." Carla walked up to him and extended her hand out. "Blondie, do we have a deal?"
Sam looked at her hand for a second,
contemplating. He knew it was wrong, but with that kind of money he could help his family, and save up to go back to Lima, and see her... Mercedes. He shook her hand tightly without a second thought and said, "Ok! I'll do it... Oh and the names Sam... Sam Evans."
Sam got in from yet another day of Stallionz and once again he got into the shower. It was his first day as a private roomer and it was as disgusting as he thought it would be. The women were desperate and most of them were sad. Sam thought about meeting Carla that faithful day where he agreed to such stupidity. If only he would've said no... Then maybe he could still feel his conscience. Sam put on his boxers and got on Facebook. He checked recent updates. Nothing interested him, except for that fact that Quinn had a new hairstyle, and apparently a new tattoo. He always knew that girl was lost but it was now confirmed she was off the deep end. Then like always he went to check Mercedes' wall. She had some new pics up, cute ones that she took with her webcam. And then he saw it. The words on the screen that changed everything: "Shane Tinsley is in a relationship with Mercedes Divalious Jones"
Sam read it once, twice, then five more times to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He and Mercedes talked casually but she never mentioned having a boyfriend. And having one only a month after they broke up. "NO!" Sam yelled. "This can't be true... Mercedes... She still loves me... She would never do that to me."
An angry and not quite thinking straight Sam calls Mercedes. He waits... And waits... And then she finally picks up.
"Hello." she says.
"So... When we were you gonna tell me you were in a relationship? Before or after the wedding?" Sam jumps right in angrily.
"Sam... I'm sorry. I was gonna call you today and tell you. For what it's worth I had no idea Shane was going to put us on blast like that."
"I don't want to hear your half assed apology Mercedes!" he says yelling.
"Don't you fucking yell at me! At least I'm being truthful." Mercedes spat back.
"Oh, are you now? Were you also being truthful when you told me you loved me? Or was that also a lie? Cause it seems like you fell out of love really quickly."
"Shut up! You have no idea how I feel right now! What I felt for you was real Sam; we both know it was..."
Sam scoffed hard and said, "Whatever. I don't believe a word you're saying. And I think its best we don't talk anymore..."
"Sam..." Mercedes said. He could hear her tears over the phone, "Sam you don't mean that... Do you really want to stop speaking?"
"Right now? Yes. Look I have to go. Have fun with Shane; don't do anything I'm already doing!"
"Sam... What does that me-" Mercedes started. But Sam just cut her off.
"I think we both know what that means Mercedes. Now goodbye."
Sam hung up and then threw his phone across the room. He heard it smash against the wall but he didn't give a shit right now. He turned off his light and closed his eyes. Hoping to god, for once he didn't dream about her. In fact in this moment he hoped he never saw her face ever again.
"What do you mean you're pregnant?" future Sam asked her.
"I'm pregnant... As in I'm pregnant? Like, there is a baby growing inside of me?" Mercedes said rubbing her belly.
"So... Who's the father?" Sam asked defensively.
Mercedes gave him a 'did you really just ask that?' face. "What do you mean who's the father? Do you think I'm some kind of slut that'll just let any guy come inside of me?"
"Well..." Sam began.
"Don't you dare finish that because I swear you'll regret it Sam."
Sam raised his hands in surrender and said, "I'm just saying, you're free to fuck who you want, and we both know that you get a little freaky when it comes down to the nitty gritty."
With that sentence Mercedes slapped him hard in the face. "Fuck you Sam! I don't sleep around! That's your department... Or wait, do you have to be married when you sleep around? Or does it matter if you have a ring on your finger or not?"
Sam clenched his jaw and felt his anger growing. Mercedes knew all of his buttons, and dammit she was pushing every single one. "I never meant to hurt you Mercy! I loved you! I still love you... You were my life! Emma meant nothing to me. Ugh! Here I was trying to get our family back together only to find out your having some others man's baby."
Mercedes was feeling her own anger rising. Sam was an idiot. Which is why she didn't tell him about the baby in the first place, and now she was coming to realizations. Maybe it was best to raise this baby alone. Even if Sam was the father, he didn't need to know. She could move away and lay low until her baby was old enough to want to know who her father was.
"You know what Sam... Whatever. I'm done! You don't have to accept me or my baby. I'm sick and tired of the back and forth between us, and I don't want to lose my baby from stress. It's not worth it. I'm not angry with you, not anymore, I still love you but maybe things between us are over. Maybe they've been over for a while now and we are just trying to hold onto something that just isn't there anymore?"
Mercedes picked up her dress and began to walk away. Sam grabbed her and pulled her to him. He wasn't letting her go that easily. She infuriated him, but he couldn't help it, he loved her. Always.
"Mercedes, please... I'm sorry. I'm an asshole... I just want a chance to love you again... And then maybe I'll get used to the fact that you're carrying someone else's baby."
Mercedes pushed him away and said, "You're not only an ass, you're an idiot! This isn't 'some random guys' baby Sam! It's yours! I'm four months pregnant. And exactly four months ago I had pity sex with you, and you got me pregnant you bastard!"
"Wait... What? The baby is mine?" Sam didn't know why but he started to smile. The thought of loving someone else's baby scared him, because he was afraid he wasn't going to be able to. But now that he knew it was his, his heart was rejoicing. This meant that him and Mercedes could start over, and have a family.
"Yes. The baby is yours. And I wanted to tell you so many times but-"
Sam cut her off," Cedes' it doesn't matter... I know now and the baby is mine. That means we can start over, as a family... You, me and the baby." Sam smiled and took her hands; she let him hold them for just a minute then she released herself once again.
"Sam... I want to raise this baby with you too but I don't want to get back together."
Sam's smile faded quickly. What was she saying? Why didn't she want to start over with him? "What? Why?"
"I meant what I said before Sam, I love you, but I'm afraid that if I give you my heart you'll break it again. And I can't take another heart break, not from you and not a second time. Now, we can raise this baby together, but not as a couple."
Sam just felt like she stepped on his heart with her expensive heel. And then threw it over the cliff. She didn't want him, he hurt her too bad. Sam hated that he understood that.
"So, can we do this Sam? Can we co-exist and be friendly for the sake of our baby?" Mercedes asked after he didn't respond.
Sam blew out a breath and held in everything he really wanted to say, could he do this? Could he just be friends with the woman he was still in love with? For her sake, and the baby?
Sighing he says "I guess we can try."