Enjoy lovebugs
TW: MENTIONS OF MISCARRIAGE
When the flight had landed Mercedes and Sam stepped ofF the plane and into the Range Rover that was responsible for taking them to the interview. Mercedes hadn't said much to Sam since their little party in the bathroom, but every now and then Sam would catch Mercedes smugly smiling, and for a brief second it would make him happy. It would make him happy because at least she wasn't sad anymore, and her mind was off the things that were troubling her. His girl was focusing on other things as far as he could tell, but he would be sure to be there when she was finally open up to him about what was making her sad.
"So, if the press asks about us, what are we saying?" Sam questioned.
"I'm still going to say we are just friends. I don't want to air out all of our business, and besides these little tranquil moments with you before the world knows is better than anything at the moment." Mercedes answered trutfully as she snuggled up against Sam.
"Mmm, yeah it is nice to have the Ms. Mercedes Jones by my side," Sam replied as he kissed the top of her head.
"Do you know who is interviewing us today?" Mercedes asked.
"I believe this upcoming and promotional place, but the producers said it would be good so I am hoping we have no issues." Sam answered. The two kept up normal light conversation untilt they arrived to the studio. They exited the car and were escorted to two separate dressing rooms and were given an hour to get ready before they started the interview. Sam dressed in a pair of dark black jeans with a grey long sleeve and a black blazer to match, and he fluffed out his hair. As he sat in the dressing room a knock came from his door and entered one of the assisstants.
"Hi Mr. Evans one of our bosses are actually in town and after the interview he would like to meet with you and Ms. Jones." The woman said.
"Ok,cool, do I need to start heading out to the interview space and to start getting mic'd up?"
"Yes of course, follow me." She replied.
In Mercedes dressing room she had put on a pair of black skinny jeans, and a rose gold blouse. She put her hair in a high ponytail and let some strands hang out. She looked in the mirror and took a few deep breaths before making her way to the studio. She took her spot beside Sam far from the interviewer and let the technician mic her up.
"Are you ok?" Sam questioned.
"Yeah, I am fine, I am glad today is Friday so we don't have to rush back home for the show, we can actually spend the night." Mercedes answered.
"Yeah, that is pretty cool." Sam smiled. Then the interviewer came and it officially started.
"I am here with Sam Evans, and Mercedes Jones, and they are here to talk about their new movie Love on Christmas. So is there anything that you guys wished you could have changed about the movie?"
"Um, no it actually came out pretty unique, and I am happy with everything and how it all turned out." Sam answered.
"Yeah, um its practically perfect," Mercedes answered wary of where the interview was going.
"Hmm interesting, now aside from the movie Ms. Jones you have been pretty busy but what is going on in the love department."
"I prefer to keep my love life private." Mercedes answered.
"Well, I mean you really didn't three years ago, during that time you were dating Shane Tinsley and from what people could tell you two very much happy until it ended all of sudden."
"We are here to talk about the movie," Sam piped in as he glared at the interviewer.
"Evans, it is my job to gain all my information about the people I am interviewing. So Mercedes what exactly happened between you and Shane. An answer would be nice please." The interviewer hissed out. Mercedes started to breath heavily, and felt her mind becoming jumbled as she tugged on her fingers.
"I don't feel comfortable answering the question." Mercedes whispered.
"Stupid fucking diva." The interviewer said.
"Don't you call her that you asshole," Sam growled as he pushed the interviewer back in his seat causing him to fall to the ground, he grabbed Mercedes hand and rushed her to his dressing room. He shut the door behind and sat her on the couch as she continued to breath hard and tears started to form in her eyes.
"I need you to calm down ok baby." Sam instructed calmy as he grabbed Mercedes hands and forced her to look at him.
"You are ok, ok, deep breath in deep breath out." Sam said, and Mercedes followed him as she started to calm down a little bit.
"I am ok, I am ok," She said softly. Sam didn't believe her but he had to go do control damage to make sure no one ratted out what happened to the press.
"Look, stay in here, ok. I will be right back." Sam instructed. Mercedes nodded her head and Sam exited the room. Mercedes couldn't sit so she stood and paced the room going over the events that happened. She was almost done replaying them when the door opened and she assumed it was Sam but when she looked up it was Shane.
"What,what are you doing here?" Mercedes asked as she fear overtook her body.
"I came to see you baby, don't act like you don't miss me," Shane smiled as he stepped closer to her.
"No, no, ok. I don't miss you and I don't want you Shane," Mercedes said as she tried to step around but he grabbed her arm and yanked her back around.
"Now, I have fucking told you to watch that smart ass mouth of yours, haven't I?" Shane growled.
"Shane please leave me alone," Mercedes cried as he let go of her arm and she backed up to the wall but he followed her.
"We could have had it all Mercedes, we could have taken over the world, but it is all your fucking fault. You are the reason for everything," He hissed.
"I never did anything wrong," Mercedes replied.
"Is that what you obviously fucking believe, everything that was ever bad happened because of you. Especially what happened to our kid." Shane growled at her. Then Sam came in the room and he saw red and rushed over to Shane and pulled him away and threw him on the ground and punched him square in the jaw.
"SaAM STOP, PLEASE STOP!" Mercedes screamed. Sam looked at Mercedes and saw her face and he knew he needed to get her far away from here. He looked at Shane before pulling himself up and grabbing Mercedes and rushing her out of the building. He got her in the car and instructed the drive to take them back to the airstrip. When they made it Mercedes got on the plane raced to the bathroom and locked herself in it. Sam had gathered their things and placed them in the seats before going to the bathroom and standing listening. He heard Mercedes soft cries.
"You know when I was the third grade I peed my pants at recess. There was this guy name Brody and he used to bother me and Brock all the time, and one day we were playing on the playground and Brody scared me to death with this walmart mask and I peed my pants. So Brock gave him a wedgie and I shoved dirt in his mouth and we all got suspended. It was worth it though." Sam said.
"That is a cute story Sam," Mercedes replied.
"Baby, come out to talk me," Sam stated. He heard the lock click and Mercedes opened the door. Her eyes were red and puffy, and her cheeks were covered in dried-up tears. Sam pulled her into a hug and hugged her as she started to relax in his arms and he took them to their seats.
"The reason why Shane and I didn't work out because he was emotionally and mentally abusive. He made me feel like shit all the time, it could be after award shows, press interviews, anytime he felt like I was doing something great he would be there to remind me that I wasn't what people made me out to be. It got worse when he started drinking and using drugs, he would get angrier, and louder to the point where I started to overwork myself just so I wouldn't have to be home. I did it so much where I miscarried. I didn't even know I was pregant when it happened, and I didn't want to have a kid with Shane so in a way it was a blessing in disguise. I finally left after he found out. I was in ths studio one night, and I guess he found the bloody sheets I tried to throw away and he called my doctors for confirmation and he marched in and screamed at me so much I remember blanking out, and when I finally came back I was on the floor crying." Mercedes explained.
"Baby, I am so sorry that happened to you," Sam whispered as he cuddled with Mercedes.
"Sam, please, if this is going to be real please just let it be," She said in his shirt.
"I promise baby, it's real, I promise." Sam whispered as he continued to hold Mercedes for the rest of the flight. Eventually, Mercedes had fallen asleep in Sam's arms and Sam had drifted off himself. When the plane landed he woke up and carried Mercedes and placed her in the car before going to put their bags in the trunk. Then when he came back he slid in the car with Mercedes and directed the drive to take them to his place. When they arrived at his condo the driver helped take in the bags while Sam carried Mercedes into the bed. He slipped off her shoes and crawled in the bed with her, and pulled her sleeping forms into his arms. He gave her a quick kiss on the head and then drifted back to sleep.