A/N: due to what happens in this, there will be no dream in this chapter. But don't worry, I'm not Ryan Murphy, I believe in continuity, so I can say that the start of the next chapter will be a dream to make up for the lack thereof in this one.
Oh and remember how Mercedes' brother thought Shane was shady? Well he was, and is. I think it was about time I showed Shane's true intentions and this is what happens. Warning there's violence in this chapter. It's an emotional roller-coaster of YAY and WTF? I can see the hate reviews in my mind already. Anyway, onto the chapter.
How could she let this happen? How could she not know that Shane was a man of his word? Looking into Sam's hospital room, Mercedes felt terrible that she ever doubted that he would do what he did. How could she not have known?
Three days earlier.
Mercedes was chilling in the courtyard with Kurt and Blaine eating a sandwich. She noticed that Blaine kept smiling at her. Why? She had no idea.
"Why are you smiling at me?" Mercedes asked Kurt's boyfriend.
"You... You have a glow. It's beautiful." Blaine answered admiring her.
"Umm thanks?" Mercedes said with a grin.
"You're in love... Aren't you?" Blaine asked simply.
"Blaine!" Kurt said with a warning tone. "Sweetheart let's talk about something else and try not to make Mercy uncomfortable around us."
"Ok but I know love when I see it. As nauseating as Rachel and Finn are they obviously love each other. Tina and Mike too. And our Mercy here has joined the boat. I can see it all over her face. The question is... Who's the lucky guy?"
"Umm... There is no lucky guy. Because I'm not in love... Well at least not anymore. The 'glow' you're referring to must be my new bronzer." Mercedes retorted.
"I don't think-" Blaine began to say but Kurt stopped him by cutting him off.
"Blaine, honey... It's called DENIAL. Please just let Mercedes be."
"I am not in denial! I really don't love anyone!"
"Mhmm is that why you and Sam had a three hour phone conversation last night?" Kurt asked her.
"He called me to see if I had the same answers for the math test as he did... That's all!" Mercedes defended.
"Wouldn't that take like only 10 minutes?" Blaine jumped in with a question which caused Mercedes to look away.
"Okay... So maybe we talked about more than math. But, it was only friendly. Sam and I agreed, just friends. "
"Are you a masochist?" Asked Blaine.
"Umm no... Why?"
"Because it seems you like to torture yourself. We've only been back to school what? Two weeks now and every time I see you two in a room together you make me want to take both of you by the hands and force you two to admit that you're madly in love. In glee club all you do is stare at each other, in math all Sam does is stare at the back of your head. Then he writes stuff in his notebook. Do you guys like it? The pain I mean... Does it feel good knowing that what you want- wants you but yet you refuse to act on it?"
After Blaine's mini speech Mercedes felt tears forming in her eyes. Kurt, seeing this says, "Mercy... I-"
"All of a sudden I'm not hungry." Mercedes tosses her sandwich down and picks up her bag and just walks away.
Kurt hits Blaine's shoulder. "Are you out of your damn mind?"
Blaine picks up the chips Mercedes left and said, "No... Actually, I'm a genius."
"Care to elaborate Mr. Genius?" Kurt replied curtly.
"Mercedes is sad, and angry. But she isn't angry at me. She's angry because I'm right. I gave her the kick in the vagina she needed... Five bucks says she goes straight to Sam."
Kurt thought about it for a second... "Twenty bucks and we re-watch my fair lady tonight at your house."
Blaine pulled him in for a kiss and said," I love you... And you are so on."
Mercedes was walking down the hallway fast. She needed to find Sam, what Blaine said really pissed her off! She wasn't torturing herself on purpose. She was doing it because she needed to. She was giving Sam space; she was letting her mind clear... Who was she kidding? She was torturing herself. She was doing on the sole purpose of her being stubborn as fuck. She started to walk even faster now... Straight to Sam's locker where she hoped he'd be. Turning the corner it felt like she hit a brick wall- when actually she bumped into Shane.
"Hey baby." Shane said smiling down at her.
"I'm not your baby." Mercedes said moving away from him. She tried to go down the hall but he blocked her path.
"Shane move." She warned.
"Look I just want to talk to you- Mercedes I love you. And I think we should be together, now you need to forget about that shit head and come back to a real man."
"No... I don't. I told you Shane I don't want to be with you anymore. You're better than this... Move. On."
Once again she tried to leave but he wouldn't let her.
"I'm not moving on... And neither are you. You know you still want this."
Mercedes laughed, "The only thing I want is for you to MOVE!" she pushed him out of the way and that's when he grabbed her arm.
"Shane what the fuck!" Mercedes screamed.
"Do you know how long I waited for you? How much research I did... How long I waited until you were actually mine? No! I'm not letting you go now... Not after all my preparations."
Research? Preparations? What did he just say?
"You... Researched me?" Mercedes asked.
"Nevermind all that... The point is that I'm not letting you go after all I've done to get you. You're mine Mercedes."
He pulled her closer to him and Mercedes tugged and scratched at him to let go. "Shane get off of me!" She screamed to an empty hallway.
Shane pushed her back, feeling completely stupid for oversharing and completed rejected by the one object of his affection. Hauntingly violent he said, "I'm not letting you go Mercedes... Either you agree to be with me, or I'll hurt Sam. I swear to you I will."
Mercedes bit her lip, she didn't believe him. Shane wouldn't hurt anyone outside of the football field. He was a softy. She didn't believe he would ever hurt a soul.
"I'm NOT going to be with you Shane. And I don't believe ANY of your idle threats. So from now on... Just leave me the hell alone."
Shane clenched his jaw, his mind raced on all the things he could do to get her to love him the way he loved her. He knew that would never happen unless he got rid of the competition.
Speaking of competition Sam was strutting down the hallway. He saw Mercedes and Shane and immediately came over.
"Hey guys... Something wrong?" Sam asked more to Mercedes than Shane.
"This isn't over." Shane said walking away.
And it wasn't- not by a long shot.
When Sam saw Mercedes with Shane in the hallway, at first he felt jealously hit him, and then he noticed that they seemed angry and he came over to see what was wrong. Once Shane left with a warning to Mercedes, Sam knew something had to be up.
Grabbing her hand, Sam asked. "Mercy, what's going on?"
"Nothing Sam... I just told Shane that I didn't want him anymore and he didn't take it well. That's all."
Mercedes looked up into his worried green eyes and could see the love he held for her inside- along with the fear about Shane.
"Are you sure that's all? He seemed pissed off." Sam said
"I honestly don't give a fuck. I think he was stalking me before we went out anyway."
"Wait, what?"
"While we were arguing he said he had done 'all this research' and stuff before he got me. How cray is that?" Mercedes laughed a little.
"Actually... Very. Are you sure you don't want to read more into this?" Sam asked.
"No... It's over between us. As long as he leaves me alone, I'll be ok..."
"Ok... I know how much you hate it when I pester so for now I'll let it go." Says Sam.
Mercedes smiled. "Good, because I don't want to talk about Shane. I actually was looking for you."
"Little ole me? Why Miss Jones I am positively flattered." Sam said dragging out his southern accent a bit. It made her laugh which always made him laugh.
"Shut up silly! I'm trying to be serious. Sit down with me?"
Sam agreed and they both sat down in front of the lockers in the hallway.
"I'm getting this strange Deja vu feeling-" Sam says to her.
"Hmm me too." Mercedes smiles.
"So what's up buddy?" Sam said nudging her shoulder playfully.
"Are you hurting Sam?" She asks seriously.
"I don't understand what you mean."
"Every time I see you- It aches. I hurt inside knowing that you lied to me about having to move to Kentucky. I hurt when I know I hurt you by not telling you about Shane. I hurt every time I'm near you... Because I know I love you- yet I'm keeping myself from you, I'm closing myself off so that I can't hurt you again, and so you won't hurt me. Do you hurt too Sam?"
Sam smiled at her admission. He'd been trying to get her to admit to still loving him all summer. But she was also honest. She was hurting, so was he. Everything hurts not having her.
"I hurt too." Sam admits. "I hurt knowing that I hurt you by sleeping with that girl, or lying about Kentucky. I hate that you got another boyfriend so quickly. I hurt knowing you shared your body with another man besides me. I hurt because I love you too... More than you know. I don't want to hurt anymore Mercedes. I try- everyday to be your friend but honestly I can't... I don't want to be held at arm's length by you anymore. All I want is for you to be mine Mercedes- really mine."
Mercedes began to cry for the second time today. She sobbed looking into his eyes, and Sam cupped her cheek.
"Sam I-" Mercedes began to speak through her tears, but Sam just shook his head at her. "No more-" he said before taking her lips and kissing them softly. He could feel the mixture of Mercedes mango lip gloss and her salty tears in his mouth. She never stopped crying as he stuck his tongue inside; they danced with each other fitting so perfectly in both of their mouths.
Slowly they reformed what once was in the same hallway they shared their second kiss.
"I love you..." Sam says after they pulled away for air.
"I love you too Sammy..." she kissed him once more chastely.
"My only love."
Three days later.
Shane was waiting for him. He knew this was the only way he could get Mercedes. Shane needed him gone so he could have her all to himself. At first he thought about just letting it go- letting her go. She outright told him she no longer wanted him... So Shane thought about just giving up. But then he remembered what happened yesterday. He was walking down the halls and he saw them holding hands. Shane wanted to think nothing of it, but then Sam kissed her lips once before going to class. Mercedes smiled and blushed and went in the other direction. That's what set him off. She obviously chose that dickhead over him. Him- who treated her like a queen, Him-who spent all year researching and observing her- trying to find out everything he could about her, only to have her. For a while it worked, he had her all to himself. But then she told him she still loved Sam. Shane was stupid for letting her go that night. He was stupid for letting her go at all.
Sam finally came out of the school, of course with her in tow. They held hands as Sam walked her to her car. Shane was close behind.
"Do you have to go back to hudmel's? My parents won't be home for another hour." Mercedes said as she kissed his hands.
Sam brought her closer and wrapped his arms around his girlfriend's waist.
"Mrs. Hudson has a curfew set for everybody in the house- even Burt." Sam laughed and Mercedes pouted.
"Don't worry baby, I will see you tomorrow. We can study and watch movies and... Make out furiously." she smiled at the last part and Sam pulled her into him and kissed her lips. Wanting more Mercedes wraps her arms around his neck and they start to make out in the parking lot. Sam's hands fall to her sides and grips her waist tighter.
"Sam... We've only been dating again for two days and I already want you so badly." Mercedes whispered in his ear.
"You have no idea how much I can relate, Mercedes you're all I think about. I can't wait till I'm inside of you again. Making love to you."
Sam gave her his sex eyes and Mercedes didn't falter under them. She just looked back into his eyes with a sexy face of her own which had his pants tightening uncomfortably.
"You should go; I don't want Mrs. Hudson to think I'm keeping you."
Sam nodded and kissed her again. He opened her car for her and she got in. She rolled down her window and asked, "Sam, are you sure you don't want me to drive you? I know it's only a couple of blocks- but it's getting late and I just want you to be safe."
"Don't worry about me, just go. I've got to go talk to coach bieste anyway before I go home... I promise to call you when I get there ok?" she nodded reluctantly and he leaned in to kiss her.
He waved to her as she drove off and then Sam began walking back into the school, he almost reached the entrance when he heard someone behind him.
"Hey Sam…" Shane said coming up towards him.
"This guy…" Sam said to himself shaking his head. Out loud he said, "Hey Shane how is hanging man?"
"How's it hanging?" Shane laughed humorlessly, "It was hanging very good until you decided to come back to Lima."
At that Sam turned around. Now he was face to face with Shane. "What's that supposed to mean?" Sam asked
"It means you stole my girl you dick." Shane spat.
"I stole your girl?" now it was Sam's turn to laugh. "Shane don't you get it? You were always the rebound guy. Mercedes loved me even while she was with you. What part of that can't you get through your thick skull? You never meant more to her than I did. GET OVER IT."
"I won't get over it you stupid fuck. Mercedes will be mine again."
"Yeah, when hell freezers over or I'm dead and buried."
Sam laughed in his face once more and then began to make his way to the school. Shane followed him and screamed, "As you wish asshole!"
Quickly he charged Sam, taking him to the ground. Sam fell on his face and his nose started to bleed. Shane turned him around and began to sit on him and repeatedly punch him where he bled. His fists were full of anger and jealously. Sam managed to kick him in the stomach and Shane grunted rolling off of him. It was Sam's turn to pounce he jumped on him and began to punch him in the eye five times. Shane grabbed at Sam's neck and squeezed hard. This was his chance. Soon he would be rid of this big lipped dick bag and have his Mercedes back again.
Sam decided that two could play it that game as he wrapped both of his hands around his neck as well. Both of them fighting for breath, neither of them letting go. Finally with an unseen force of strength Shane pushed Sam off of him hard, and Sam slid across the parking lot.
"You're dead now you son of a bitch!" Shane said stalking towards him. Sam got up off the ground and charged Shane they both smacked into a car breaking the window. Sam gives Shane a punch to his face and stomach, Shane groans and takes his fists, hitting Sam in the side of the head. Sam falls back a bit, stumbling at the hard hit. He tries to get away so he could clear the cobwebs out from being dazed but Shane takes his head and brings him over to the car.
Pulling at his blonde locks, Shane says, "My momma always said be careful what you wish for… "
"Fuck you!" Sam spits out with blood falling out of his mouth.
"I'll saving the fucking for Mercedes. Bye Sam." Then Shane proceeds to punch him one more time before hitting Sam's head on the top of the car, once, twice, then one last time before throwing Sam's unconscious body to the ground.
Shane stood over him proud of himself; he was so caught up in the rush he didn't even hear Mike and Puck come out of the school. They spotted Shane and called to him to say hi but Shane began to run. While he was running puck noticed blood on his white shirt. He ran in the direction of Shane but stopped when he saw Mike's car. He screamed in horror as he saw Sam's unconscious body next to it in a pool of blood. Mike came running up behind him to ask what's wrong.
"DUDE CALL 911!" Puck screams. "NOW!"
a/n: I know.. fuck me right? If you really hate it, you can still tell me in the reviews. Or you could tell me on tumblr what a douche I am for doing that to Sam. My tumblr is melleisrandom...I'm sorry! Don't hate me okay?
Love and Darren Criss- Melle