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Come Back to Me

Chapter 10

Later That Day

Rachel and Santana quietly enter Quinn's hospital room. The lights are out and Mercedes is curled up in to Quinn's side, wrapped in her arms sleeping. All of the worrying she did has left her exhausted. Quinn stops stoking her hair and kisses Mercedes' forehead when she hears the door open. When she sees Santana she instinctively pulls Mercedes closer, she gives the girls a soft smile and in a whisper says' "Hey guys." Both girls smile back, but it's Rachel who rushes over to Quinn's bed to try and give her a hug. However because of Quinn's current position, she settles for squeezing her shoulder and planting a kiss on her forehead, "I am so happy you're okay. We all are; we were so worried about you. You have been the only thing on everyone's mind; here everyone signed it, not just Glee club." Rachel hands Quinn a "Get Well Soon" card full of signatures and messages from their fellow McKinley students. Quinn scans the card and smiles; she closes it and places it on her bedside table, "Thank you Rachel this is great." Santana has yet to make her way to Quinn's bedside and it has not gone unnoticed. Quinn looks over to Santana and half smiles, "Santana are you okay?" Santana chuckles "I should be asking you that question, you're the one with the cast and the bruises." Everyone knows the real meaning of that question though.

Quinn knew she would have to face Santana soon, but she hadn't expected it to be so soon. She thought she and Mercedes would have had some time to be together before informing Santana of their history. She especially did not expect to have Mercedes was in her arms when that time finally came. Mercedes informed her that she did not get the opportunity to talk to Santana the way she wanted to because she rushed to the hospital to get to her. That thought makes Quinn smile, but she values Santana's friendship and although the situation the three girls are in is unfortunate, she wants them to be okay.

Quinn shoes a small smile, "Will you come over here, please?"

Santana slowly makes her way over to Quinn. Rachel shifts to the side, praying that the girls do not get into a fight. Quinn takes her good arm from around Mercedes and grabs Santana's hand. Santana latches on and she too places a kiss on Quinn's forehead. She then uses the back of her other hand to cores Mercedes face. She looks at her and smiles for a few seconds before taking her hand back not wanting to offend Quinn.

"Santana I am so sorry. I didn't want to hurt you I just didn't know how…"

Santana makes a signal with her hand for Quinn to stop talking, "Okay first of all Q you didn't do anything. Mercedes told me about you from the start, well not about YOU but she did warn me about her ex. She said that she was afraid of getting into a relationship with me because if her ex, a.k.a. you, there's a twist, ever asked to be back in her life she wouldn't say no. I told her that we would be okay and that I would fight for her if the time ever came, but I had no idea I would have to fight so soon, and I had absolutely no idea that that person would be you. She came over the other day and told me that she wanted to get back together with you, I was about to get really upset when then the phone rang and all of the color drained from her face. She didn't say anything, just that she was sorry and then she ran out. When Rachel and I came to see you yesterday she was in such bad shape that it broke my heart. I couldn't be angry with her after that. It's just, it's clear that she is more than in love with you. I love Mercedes, I do, but her heart belongs to you." Santana wipes the tear she let fall from her watery eyes. Quinn wipes one of her own too, "I'll be okay Q, and you just focus on getting better for both of your sakes."

"Santana I felt like such a bad friend. I really did not know how to tell you about us. I can tell you the whole story if you want to hear it, but thank you for being so understanding. You're a really good friend and we are both lucky to have you." Quinn squeezes her hand, "Save your breath Q, Barbra over here told me the whole story yesterday. She kind of had to, we overheard Mercedes shouting at your mother and well Rachel had to tell me." Quinn nods her head slowly understanding what Santana is referring to because Mercedes recalled the story earlier.

Rachel surprises both girls by gathering them into an awkward group hug. "That was beautiful guys, a real example of a powerful friendship." Rachel looks down at Mercedes, scared that all their moving around might have woken her up. "Wow she is really sleeping." Quinn lets go of Santana's hand and wraps it around Mercedes again. "She is exhausted. Lack of sleep and endless amounts of worrying and crying left her drained. She has been afraid to close her eyes for days. I finally convinced her to take a nap by telling her I would hold her the entire time she slept." She kisses the top of Mercedes' head, "I never want to scare her like that again." Rachel placed her and on Quinn's shoulder, "I know you just woke up, but will you tell us what happened?"

Quinn nods her head, "It's okay, sit down."

Day of the Accident

"You took me out to brunch to break up with me didn't you?" Sam says with sad eyes while looking down at his breakfast of oatmeal and fruit salad.

Quinn puts her hand on Sam's, "I wish you would eat more than just a fruit salad and oatmeal Sam."

He slips his hand out of hers, "You know I'm watching my figure, besides you didn't answer my question did you?"Quinn looks at Sam with sad eyes of her own, but before she can say anything he continues to speak, "If I'm honest with myself I knew this is where we were heading for a while now. You started acting so distant; I mean we haven't gone out on a date in about a month. I told myself you were going through something and that you needed your space to figure things out… I guess you figured them out." While he is talking Quinn waits for Sam to get angry or explode at her, but he talks to her as if they are having a regular conversation except his voice is depressing.

"Why aren't you mad about this?"

Sam smiles and lets out a small laugh, "What is there to be mad about? It's not really sudden information if I am being honest, and besides I don't want to be with someone whose heart isn't in it anyway."

"Wow Sam that is… so mature of you." Quinn is a little thrown off of her game because she was not expecting him to be so understand. "You are a really good boyfriend Sam; please don't think this is happening because of something you did. It's just my heart isn't in it. I love you, but I'm not in love with you." Sam nods his head, understanding everything Quinn is telling him.

"Is there someone else? I just feel like you were so into our relationship at the beginning and then you slowly stopped making an effort."

Quinn takes a deep breath in. She does not want to tell Sam she never saw him as a romantic interest but she does want to be as honest as possible. "Sam before we started dating I was madly in love with someone else, but we weren't able to be together. I thought that by putting myself out there and really focus on moving on I could figure out how to love someone else but it doesn't work like that, at least not for me. This person came back into my life recently and I owe it to myself to try again with them. Does that make sense?"

Sam is hurt by all of this information. He really likes Quinn and he wanted their relationship to last, but he likes himself too much to be with someone who clearly loves another, "I'm not going to lie and say this doesn't suck because it does, you were a good girlfriend Quinn and I really like you." Sam is holding back his urge to cry. "Who is this guy anyway? Is he in Lima?"

Quinn rolls her eyes because of course Sam would assume that it is a guy. Quinn figures he really wouldn't have a reason to assume otherwise. She had no intentions of telling Sam about Mercedes today, and she still doesn't "Does that matter?"

Sam makes a screwed up face, "To me it does. I want to know who you love more than me."

"I am not going to tell you who it is, not now anyway. You will find out soon enough, just not right now." Before Sam can say anything else she adds, "I just want to make sure that we are okay Sam. I don't want any bad blood between us."

Sam thinks for a minute before he responds, "I am hurt Quinn, I want to be your friend, but it might take a while."Sam stands to leave, he doesn't want to stretch this conversation out, it is clear to him that Quinn has made up her mind, and he doesn't want his emotions to get the best of him in a public place. Quinn's face is sad, she feels sorry for the boy. She says, "Bye Sam" but he does not turn around to acknowledge it. Quinn asks for the check and heads home.

…

When Quinn enters her house, she hears noises from the dining room, "I bet your wife doesn't let you do this huh big boy? The stuck up bitch"

"No, never, stop talking,"

As Quinn enters the dining room she sees her father bent over the dining room table behind some blond that could be Quinn's age. Quinn is enraged she makes her presence known, "YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME!" Mr. Fabray pulls out and quickly picks up his pants. The woman in front of him fixes her dress and hides behind her lover. "What the actual fuck dad."

Quinn's father quickly turns back into the powerful version of himself and addresses his daughter, "You will not talk to me like that in my house young lady."

"Oh I'm sorry, should I have asked who are you fucking instead of what the fuck?"

"I'm warning you."

Quinn starts laughing; she cannot believe what is going on right now. "Where is mom hugh? What happen to your family honor bull crap? How long has this been going on" Quinn's eyes pop out of her head as she comes to a realization, "This has been happening for months, that's why you don't have the time to watch me like a hawk, you are too busy committing adultery"

Quinn's father has had enough, he storms over to Quinn and gets right in her face, "I am your father; you don't talk to me like that ever. What I do with my life if my business, I control this house." Quinn starts crying, tears are leaving her eyes so fast she can barely see. It is hard for her to breathe, to speak, "You stole my baby and took me away from the love of my life because you thought it would make the family look bad, and now look at you, a cheater with some blonde bitch that could pass for my older sister. You are a bastard and I will never forgive you for anything, fuck you, and fuck this family. I hope you are happy with your whore."

Mr. Fabray's hand moves so fast that Quinn doesn't even have time to think about protecting herself. The slap to her face echoes through the room. When Quinn's face whips to the side, she sees her mother hiding in a corner. "You are no daughter of mine, leave this house and don't come back." Quinn stares into her mother's eyes and says, "You let this happen." Both Quinn and Judy know how deep those four words cut.

Quinn runs out of the house, face stinging, tears streaming. She thinks she hears her mother calling her, but it is hard for her to hear over her cries. She starts her car and steps on the gas. There is only one person in the world that Quinn wants to see at this moment and she heads straight to her house. While driving Quinn searches for her phone in her purse, but it slips out of her hand and falls.

…

Earlier Today

Quinn is lying in her hospital bed and Mercedes is sitting in a chair next to the bed holding Quinn's hand, listening to the story. "So after I picked up the phone, I accidentally pressed the gas and drove into traffic. I was at a red light at the time; the truck that hit me came from my driver side and now here we are." Mercedes is trying to take this all in without shouting and breaking down again. She doesn't know how Quinn is being so strong about all of this, and she wants to be strong for her, but that is easier said than done. Mercedes despised Quinn's parents. She hates them for what they have done to their lives, but she keeps her rage intact for now, for her girl.

Mercedes kisses Quinn's hand then stands to kiss her cheek, where her father slapped her, and then kisses her softly on the lips. "I love you and I am so sorry this happened to you, how are you being so strong about this?"

Quinn squeezes Mercedes' hand and smiles, "I have you, that helps, and I just want to forget about this whole thing and focus on us. Everything that has happened in these last few days were because I was working on getting back to you. Now I know that it would have been great if things didn't happen so tragically but it is what it is. We are here now right; and you have me and I have you, for good. All these series of unfortunate events were just things blocking me from getting to you. Now I'm here and we can just focus on being happy." Although Quinn tried to prevent them, tears fall from her eyes as she stares directly into Mercedes'. Neither girl moves for a few seconds having a silent conversation, coming to an understanding that as long as they are together, both girls will overcome anything. Mercedes uses her free hand to wipe the tears from Quinn's face, she cups her cheek and leans in and gives Quinn a passionate kiss. She detachers her other hand from Quinn's and places it on her other cheek. Quinn wraps her arms around Mercedes' neck, pulling the girl even closer. The kiss is deep and loving, sealing their silent deal. The girl's only part when they have to. Both are breathing heavy and soft smiles appear on their faces. Mercedes gives Quinn a wink, "We're going to be okay."

Present Time, Hospital in Lima

Rachel speaks first, "I can't believe your father hit you. I can't believe you were in an accident. I can't believe…" Santana cuts in, "Okay Rachel we got it, it sucks. We are sorry this happened to you Q. next time I see your parents I'm going to trip them by 'accident' …no serious though Q is there anything that we can do for you?"

Quinn smiles and thinks that she is lucky to have the friends that she has. "I will be okay guys, thank you though, I am lucky to have you."

Both girls smile then Santana asks, "So when are they letting you out of here?" Before Quinn can answer Mercedes moves from side to side, stretches her body a little, and says in a groggy voice mixed with a yawn, "I'm taking her home the day after tomorrow. I asked if I could take her home tomorrow because she is recovering so well, but my dad wants her to stay an extra day just to make sure everything is as perfect as it seems." The other three girls look at Mercedes as she rubs her eyes and yawns again. She looks up at Quinn and smiles, "Two more days." Quinn smiles back and repeats, "Two more days."

"Good afternoon Mercedes, did you have a good nap?" Mercedes chuckles, "Hey Rachel and yes I did thank you. I can sleep a little easier now." She looks over to Santana and gives her a small smile, "Hey Santana." Santana gives her a small smile too, "Sup Cedes." The room is quiet for a few seconds, no one really knowing what to say. This is the first time Santana and Mercedes have seen each other since the day of the accident, the same day Mercedes broke up with Santana. Mercedes wants to talk to Santana sooner than later so she asks, "Hey Santana do you think we could talk for a little? Maybe you can come with me to get food for Lucy?" Santana is a little hesitant because although she understanding of Quinn and Mercedes' relationship, she is still hurt, but she nods her head and agrees, "Okay." This makes Mercedes feel hopeful about their relationship, she smiles as she gets out of the bed, "Ok good."

She looks at Rachel with a serious expression on her face, "Rachel will you please stay here until I get back. I don't leave the room for anything. We won't be long, just don't leave Lucy alone, please."

Rachel does not get a chance to respond because Quinn beats her to it, "Baby I'll be okay." Mercedes whips her head around to Quinn, "Please don't L. Every time you have said that and I left you alone something bad happened, so please." Quinn nods her head because Mercedes is not wrong, "Ok, I'm sorry." Mercedes kisses Quinn's forehead and then her lips, Santana turns her head and directs her attention to the hospital room door, and Rachel stares on in awe. "I love you, now what do you want to eat?"

Quinn smiles, "I love you too and I'm kind of in the mood for a hamburger."

"You got it girl. I will be back in half an hour tops okay? Thirty minutes" Mercedes eyes always have fear in them now when she has to leave Quinn. The first time Quinn saw this look was the night before the accident and she knows she will see it every time Mercedes has to leave her. It breaks her heart. She lifts her hand to place her palm on Mercedes' cheek, "There goes that look, Mercedes I am going to be okay. Don't be scared baby." Mercedes starts to shake a little, this will be the first time she has left Quinn in days and she is paralyzed by fear. She thought if she said how long she would be gone for out loud that it would make leaving easier but it didn't work. The only reason why she is leaving is because her parents refused to bring the girls food after this today's lunch, knowing that Mercedes needed to detach herself from Quinn.

Quinn looks over at Rachel and Santana, "Hey guys can you give us a minute please." Both Rachel and Santana exit the room feeling for Mercedes. Mercedes' body is trembling from fear as she tries not to cry. Quinn sits up in her bed and pulls Mercedes to stand between her legs. As Quinn holds her waste Mercedes places her hands on Quinn's shoulders looking down into her girlfriend's eyes "I'm sorry Lucy I…"

Quinn shakes her head no, "Shh, don't be sorry. I know how you feel baby, I do, but we have to start somewhere. Right now you are leaving to get dinner; tomorrow you will need to leave in order to get me clothes. Now these pajamas your mother gave me are nice but I don't want t walk outside in them." Both girls laugh a little, "My point is that if you let yourself stay paralyzed by fear we are never going to get anywhere. How are you going to become a big start if you can't even leave me in a room for thirty minutes?"

Mercedes rolls her eyes, "I know it's ridiculous." Quinn takes Mercedes' hands off of her own shoulders and holds them in her lap. "It is not ridiculous, it's not, life has just fucked us over and we have to figure out how to get better. It will take time but you have to at least try baby. Now I know, I know I will be okay so please do not be afraid to leave me. Besides the sooner you go, the sooner you will get back." Quinn leans up and kisses Mercedes soft on the lips. "I love you."

Mercedes bites her bottom lip and nods her head, "Okay." She squeezes Quinn's hand and slowly walks backwards to the door. She stares at her girlfriend for a minute before opening the door and exiting the room.

…

Rachel enters the hospital room a few minutes after Mercedes left. She had to repeat her food order about five times before both Santana had it memorized. As if memorizing a vegan order were so difficult. She was pretty sure Santana was messing with her after a while.

Quinn is lying on her side sobbing quietly to herself. Rachel rushes to her side, "Aww Quinn, com here." She gets Quinn to sit up so she can hug her, "What happened, I thought you were okay, what is it?" It takes Quinn a little time to find her voice, "Rachel I am just as scared as she is. I don't want to be away from her, it's terrifying."

"Why didn't you tell Mercedes?"

"I can't tell her that I don't want her to leave me alone because she would listen, without hesitation, and we can't live in fear of separating, we wouldn't be able to live."

Rachel pulls back so that the girls are looking at each other, "That was very strong of you to tell her to go, but Santana and I would have picked up food for everyone tonight, you could have tried again tomorrow."

"That's nice Rachel but if we don't do this now, while I am still in here, I'm positive it will be harder to try and separate when I am out." Quinn sniffles and takes deep breaths to try and control her breathing, "When I woke up her mother wheeled me out of here to take some tests. Not even two minutes out of the room and I broke down crying because I wanted to stay with Mercedes. God why am I such a big baby." Tears continue to fall as she tries to calm down.

Rachel stairs at Quinn in wonder, she cannot believe how in love these two girls are, "Why are you looking at me like that Rachel?" She shakes her head and comes back to the conversation, "You and Mercedes are soul mates." Quinn already knows this, but she wants to know when Rachel came to this conclusion, "Oh yea? How do you know?" Rachel smiles before answering, "Because I was here yesterday and witness Mercedes in a similar state, and I am here right now and watching you and listening to you tell me that you can't stand to be away from her for a minute speaks volumes to how much you love each other…. You guys are going to make it. It's hard now, but the two of you will be alright. You will do great things together." Quinn brings Rachel into a hug that lasts for several minutes, "Thank you Rachel." Quinn is calm by the time she releases Rachel from the hug, she stands to make her way to the bathroom. "Where are you going?"

"I have to wash my face. Mercedes will be back soon and she will know something is wrong just by looking at me. At least if I wash my face it might not be as easy to detect. You think we're soul mates now, just watch when she gets back."

…

Apart from Mercedes asking Santana what she wanted on her burger, the girls did not speak. They didn't know what to say to each other. Finally on the way back to the Hospital Mercedes cracks first, "I'm sorry Santana." Santana shakes her head because she thinks it's her own fault, "You warned me Mercedes, I was just too stubborn to listen. I had no idea that it would turn out like this though. Not my best friend."

"Santana I really tried to get over her I did, but that just wasn't possible. I didn't realize how much I loved Lucy until I got her back and I am so sorry for that. You were a great girlfriend Santana and you helped me feel again, you did, you made me laugh and smile, things that I hadn't genuinely done in a long time. So thank you for that."

Santana doesn't want Mercedes to feel badly for loving someone else, but she would like to understand more about her and Quinn's relationship. She can tell that the girls love each other, but she just wants to, needs to know more. "Will you tell me what it's like?" Mercedes looks at her with slight confusion, so she elaborates. "Mercedes I had real feelings for you. I should say have because it's only been a day and I can't turn my emotions off so easily. So I want you to tell me what's it's like to really be in love with someone who loves you back." Mercedes thinks for a moment, because she does not want to hurt Santana, but she does want her to understand how she feels about Quinn.

The girls are back at the hospital. Mercedes parks the car but neither girl makes a move to get out. Mercedes takes a deep breath, "Dou you know about our history? Did Rachel tell you about Lucy and our…" Santana interjects, "I came to the hospital with Rachel yesterday. We overheard you and Mrs. Fabray, Rachel had to clear some things up for me, so yeah I know everything."

Mercedes nods her head and continues, "Okay… When I met Lucy I knew she was going to mine from the first second of laying my eyes on her. I had a feeling and I just knew. When she told me she was pregnant that only made me want her more. It made me want to take care of her, be the person that can make her feel better. I knew she liked me too. I would catch her staring at me a little too long to be considered innocent, and she would say her thoughts out loud sometimes. I pretended not to hear, but I always did. I didn't want to push her though and I waited until she was ready. One night she confessed that she liked me and I kissed her. That kiss felt so right, it sealed the deal you could say because from that moment on she was mine. I loved her from the first moment I saw her. She makes my heart beat a thousand times per minute, she makes me nervous and confident at the same time, I try not to blush every time she looks at me because she looks at me with all the love in the world. She has the ability to make me weak with her touch, without her touch." Mercedes tilts her head to the side to get a better view of Santana's cast down face, she decides to wrap up her speech for now, " I know I'm rambling, but Santana being in love with someone who loves you back is one of the best feelings I have ever had. Lucy is my soul mate. I know what is like to lose her and I can never feel that way again. Santana Brittany wasn't your soul mate and neither am I. I promise you will find your person and when you do, you will know it without hesitation." She puts her hand under Santana's chin and lifts her head. Her eyes are closed and there are tears. Mercedes pulls Santana into her and hugs her tight. "I love you Santana and so does Lucy. We will always be here for you." Santana pulls out of the hug after a minute and Mercedes wipes her tears. Santana leans in and kisses Mercedes. She lets hit happen, because she know that this is a goodbye to their romantic relationship, closure for Santana. When the kiss is over both girls stare at each other, "Will you still watch 'Sweet Valley High with me?" Mercedes chuckles, "I will even make the popcorn."

…

Mercedes House

Mercedes and Quinn are sitting side by side on the couch in Mercedes' living room eating Chinese takeout while watching a movie. By the time the movie credits roll the girls have already finished their food and changed their positions. Quinn's head is on Mercedes' lap, legs stretched across the couch, while Mercedes is sitting back on the couch, stoking Quinn's hair. She turns the television off and turns her head to look up at Mercedes. She just looks, and smiles, she doesn't say anything, "Are you happy to be home?" Quinn laughs lightly, "Of course I am, but I'm even happier just being with you." Mercedes scrunches her nose at her girlfriend, "You're such a cheese ball." Quinn playfully sticks her tough out at her. Mercedes sticks her tongue right back at her and they both laugh, "But really are you feeling okay? Does your body hurt?" Quinn changes her position to sit with her legs in a pretzel shape facing Mercedes. "I feel fine, my body had time to rest while I was in the coma, and besides that I was really lucky not to be severely injured in the first place. I'm okay. Your dad even said that I am fine, so don't worry." Quinn gives Mercedes a huge smile, and Mercedes gives her one in return. Nothing is said for a long while. Both girls just smile and admire one another. Mercedes breaks the silence first. She remembers something, "Hey remember when we came back with the burgers?" Quinn nods her head, "Why was Rachel starting at me like she saw a ghost or something? I asked her if she was ok and she just brushed off my question." Quinn smiles even harder, "Well I told her that you would know something was wrong just by looking at me, so when you came back and asked if I had been crying she got a nice piece of 'I told you so' pie. I guess she didn't believe me when I told her you had a sixth sense for me." Quinn winks at her girlfriend and leans in to give her a kiss. It's nice and short, but says so much, "I love you."

Mercedes doesn't say it back; instead she blushes and holds out her hand for Quinn to take, "Will you let me do something for you?" Quinn's green eyes glow at Mercedes' question and grabs hold of her hand, "I will let you do anything, always." Mercedes blushes harder and nods her head, "Give me just five minutes. I'll be right back."

Quinn's Point of View

She takes me by the hand and leads me up the stairs. Her grip is tight, protective. When we enter her room she locks the door behind us. The lights are dim and I can hear Dorothy Moore's "Misty Blue" in the background. I start to smile as she leads me into the bathroom. The lights are dim in here too, and there is a bubble bath ready and waiting. She stands in front of me and doesn't say anything. She just stares directly into my eyes and I stare back, admiring her, waiting for her to make her next move. She lifts my shirt up, only breaking eye contact when my shirt passes over my head. Her hands reach for the band on my pants. She kisses me soft on the cheek before bending down to get me out of my jeans. I step out of them and she tosses them to the side. She doesn't stand up right away; she stays on her knees, examining my scars, my bruises. I rake my fingers through her hair, "They look worse than they are." She looks up at me and gives me a soft smile before returning her focus back to my bruises. She ghosts her fingers over the ones on my stomach before planting long soft kisses on them.

She hooks her fingers into my underwear and guides it down my legs. When we are face to face again it is hard for me to keep my eyes off of her lips. They are full and plump, and they make my mouth water. I bite my bottom lip and she chuckles, reaching behind me to unclasp my bra, she knows what I'm thinking. I am completely naked, apart from the unattractive cast on my left arm, and I wait, I wait for her to tell me when to move. She moves behind me and puts my hair in a high bun. She stays behind me, getting undressed. I can hear her, I don't turn my head. I wait in anticipation, her lips make my mouth water, but her body sends me overboard.

She takes my left arm and puts a plastic bag around my cast. When she is finished she comes back around to my front and stands up strait giving me a full view of her. She is gorgeous, her large breasts, her curves, her thick thighs, I love being in between her thighs, and "dat ass" as she would say, is amazing and she is all mine. I lift my hand to grab a part of her, any part, but she takes my hand in her own mid reach. I make a face and a slight whiney noise. She just kisses my hand, winks at me, and then guides me to the tub.

I get in first, the water is nice and hot, it feels great. I stand until she sits in the tub and is settled in. When I finally sit I sigh in relief because not only is the water amazing, but I am also in one of my favorite places, between her legs. I keep my plastic arm above the water, on the side of the sub and lean my back onto her chest. I let my head roll back so that it is resting in the crook of her neck. We don't say anything, we sit and listen while Aretha Franklin sings "You're All I Need To Get By" She caresses my arms and plants kisses on my head every so often. My mind drifts for a little. I start to think about our future. I imagine us doing this forty years from now, just being happy being together. I am brought back from my thoughts when she leans my body forward and begins massaging my shoulders. Oh my God this feels incredible. Her hands work my back like they were made just for me. The small noises that leave my mouth are an indication of how this feels. As her hands make their way from my back to my front she starts sucking on my neck, no doubt leaving her mark. She holds one boob in each of her hands, squeezing them and sucking my neck, "Mercy, this feels really good." This spurs her on even more. One hand trails down my body until it's rubbing my inner thigh. I bend my legs and spread them, I want her inside of me.

She is rough when she grabs a hold of my center, she holds it like she owns it, and she does. Her fingers rub me up and down, and she still has a firm hold of my breast as my chest heaves up and down. I can feel her chest moving too and I can hear her breathing heavily. She is close to entering, but she stops, and her hands continue to caress on and around. She is teasing me, making me wait, but I don't think I can't wait much longer, I feel like my body is going to explode. I reach for the hand that is torturing me and try to direct it where I want it to go, but she quickly grabs my hand and pins it to the wall, now there is nothing on my center. I whimper because she has me in the palm of her hands and there is nothing I can do. She takes my arm and places it around her neck, no doubt to keep me balanced, and to keep me from interrupting her. Her hand moves from my hand slowly, like condensation dripping down the side of cold glass. She moves her hand down my arm, past my breasts, down my stomach, my hips start to buck up and my grip around her neck tightens. "Patients" The husk in her voice makes me beg, "Mercedes" No more Mercy, this is business. "Ahhh" She plays with my clit, rubbing it, then flicking it. "Merceeee" Finally, two of her fingers enter me and I can't explain how good this feels. I move with her as her fingers move in and out, in and out, knuckle deep. She starts attacking my neck again and kneading my breasts. She has never been so dominating, I'm usually the one to tease, I don't know where this came from, but I love it and hate it at the same time. She adds another finger and my nails dig into her skin causing her to scream. She moves faster now, harder. Our breathing is rapid. I am so close, so, so close. Nina Simone's "Feeling Good" is at the peak of its song and so am I. One last thrust pounded into me and I scream my voice louder than Nina's maybe too loud, lucky no one else is home. She stays inside me while I ride out my wave. I want to stay like this forever.

When I am finally calm, she pulls out of me, takes my arm from around her neck and turns me onto my side so that I am lying on her. She keeps my plastic wrapped arm on her chest above the water before wrapping her arms around me. She plants kisses on the side of my face until I turn it and catch her lips with mine. The kiss is full of passion and love. She takes over, just like she has been, and invades my mouth with her tongue, no warning, no asking, she just does. When she does I moan because she knows how to work her tongue. She ends the kiss after sucking on my bottom lip and giving me a quick peck, and even though I am out of breath, I never want it to stop.

My eyes flutter open and I see her smiling down at me. A cute, sweet smile that does not match the girl that just dominated me. I chuckle a little. "You are so bad." She smiles a little harder and shrugs her shoulders. "I asked." I smirk and roll my eyes because she did ask, she is so bad.

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We lie in her bed naked, legs tangled, facing each other. My cast arm resting on her thigh, I wiggle my fingers to touch her skin. The music is still playing in the background, Etta James starts to sing "A Sunday Kind of Love" and we both smile. I know how much she loves this song; she mentioned it once when we first met. We were watching some RomCom that was on TV. The movie ended and she said, "That's nice and all but if it came down to it, I would be happy with a Sunday kind of love." I just looked at her and she smiled a sad smile and shrugged her shoulders. I googled "Sunday Kind of Love" and my heart melted because I wanted to be the one to give that to her. Before we left school for good, about two months before Faith was born, R.J. got us into a jazz club. The owner's son was his roommate. I asked R.J. to ask the band to sing this song for her.

We were sitting in a booth R.J. his girl friend at the time, Mercedes and me. We were all just talking, they were drinking, my girl is a light weight, two drinks in and she had her hands all over me. I had sit back into her and wrap her arms around my plump stomach to keep them from going someplace else. That didn't stop her from attacking my ear though. I just laughed because she was so cute, and it tickled. R.J's girlfriend didn't like what she was seeing; she cleared her throat enough times to let us know. R.J. was use d to this by now, so he just ignored us. Eventually Mercedes stopped and joined us in conversation, rolling her eyes at the throat clearer.

When the band introduced the song the announced, "This song is dedicated to the lovely lady who wouldn't mind having that Sunday kind of love." I held out my hand for her to take and led her to the center of the dance floor. She blushed as she took my hand. We danced and all eyes were on us. My arms were around her neck and hers were around my waste. She sand along with the jazz singer, not loud, just soft enough for me to hear her. We swayed and danced, getting lost in each other's eyes. I kissed her when it was over, forgetting that we were in public and only remembering when claps and awe's came from the onlookers.

She inches closer to me; I can tell she is thinking about something, I always want to know. "Tell me what you're thinking baby." She is about to ask me how I know but before she can I tell her, "I always know" with a wink. She starts fiddling with my hair that hangs over my chest; she does this when she is nervous, "Baby?" She bites her bottom lip before breathing in and looking into my eyes again, "I just, I just want you to know that I love you with everything that I have." And then I kiss her with everything that I have because just saying "I love you" back cannot possibly convey how over the moon I am about her. This kiss is everything, everything,

"I love you too."

I hope you enjoyed. Review and share! … Just a heads up I think there will be two or three more chapters left in this story. I have a sequel in mind set maybe 10-14 years in the future; let me know if you would be interested in reading that. Thank you for sticking with me and I love you all… review!

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