Here is another one, I hope you guys enjoy it. Thank you so much Whoknowstv for your reviews, they are giving me life.
Sorry for any errors, perfection is overrated.
I do not own Glee, if I did Samcedes would be endgame. (I know I already used this one but it's true)
Mercedes can't believe her eyes. The nerve of this girl. "May I please come in?" That depends can I kill you then for breaking and entering Mercedes thinks.
"I don't know." At that moment she feels Sam's chest against her back. "What are you doing here Quinn?" She hears his pain and winces. This bitch broke his heart and now Mercedes wants to break her nose.
"I came here for you to apologize. Can we talk… in private?" Mercedes looks back at Sam and he nods that she can leave them alone. She turns around and looks him in his eyes. "Are you sure?" She whispers, not really wanting her best friend to fall back into the arms of that witch again.
Sam squeezes her hand and she moves from in between them, reluctantly. She walks back to the dining room and closes the door. Sam turns his eyes on Quinn. "There is not much to say now is there?"
"I see you have replaced me with someone uglier and fatter. How pathetic she is. Thinking that you could ever be hers." Quinn smirks.
Sam is getting angry. "Don't you dare talk about her like that." He raises his voice. Quinn steps back a little. "What? It's true. Can't you see she is all over you? She has been since the day I met you. She just stares at you like a creep, totally in love." Her smirk turns into a manic laughter.
Sam pales at her words. Did he miss that part? Mercedes wasn't in love with him, they are just very close. Like you were on the ground just minutes ago his conscious screams. "Can we not talk about her?" He didn't want to talk about Mercedes, hell he doesn't even wanna talk about him and Quinn.
"Fine. I just want to let you know that I made a big mistake running out on you like that. You scared me Sammy and I really want to be with you, but the marriage proposal was a bit much don't you think?"
She steps closer and Sam steps back. "It's not much when you love the person Quinn. Is that all?" He is getting frustrated by the minute.
"No… I-I love you Sammy. And I am going to fight for us even when you gave us up."
That rubs Sam the wrong way. "I gave up? No, no, no! You gave up when you ran out of the house, no scratch that you ran out of town. I tried to call you and text you. I was worried sick. I didn't gave us up Quinn, you did." The last part he almost whispers. He feels his tears stinging. "Can you go now?" He turns around not waiting for her answer.
"Say you don't love me anymore." She needs to hear what she is going to fight for. "Sammy?" Her begging tone is getting to him. "I never stopped." With that he walks through the door leaving Quinn there. She turns around and walks through the front door. She lost a fight but not the war. And she always wins.
"Are you okay?" Mercedes stands up and walks up to him. She hugs him, but he doesn't hug her back. Afraid that the words Quinn had spoken about her were true. "Sam?" She looks up at him.
"I am going to lie down." He walks to his bed and lies down. He closes his eyes when he hears it… sobbing. "You believe her…" Is all Mercedes says before sprinting up te stairs.
Well, fuck he thinks, now knowing that Mercedes heard every word Quinn said and he didn't defend her in any way.
*Dinnertime*
Sam sits at the dining table when Mercedes comes downstairs. She goes straight into the kitchen and he follows her, a lot slower because of his crutches. "Cedes?" He looks at her but she doesn't turn around.
He comes closer and is now almost against her back. He hears her breath hitch and drops his crutches making the sound echo through the kitchen. She jumps at the loud sound of his crutches hitting the floor and he puts his arms around her. She ignores him and goes on with preparing dinner.
"What ya makin'?" He asks in his southern accent. "I'm making spaghetti." She answers in a neutral tone. He knows she is more upset than he first thought. "I like your spaghetti." He nuzzles in her neck and feels her stiffens in his arms.
"Please Sam, I need to prepare this so you can have your medicine." Always the caregiver. She shakes him off her and he drops his arms. "Can you at least look at me?" He is desperate for her to understand.
At that she sighs and turns around. His heart breaks a little at the sight. Her eyes are blood red from crying and there is no longer any makeup on her face. Her eyes are a deep colour of sad brown puppy eyes. She turns around again and goes back to what she was doing.
"Talk to me Cedes?" He wants to put his arms around her again but she turns around too quick for him to do that. She is holding a knife no longer having sad eyes. "Don't you dare Samuel. I am here to take care of you and that's it. I don't care that you agree with Quinn. Just leave me alone so I can finish this." With that the conversation is over and he grabs his crutches and goes back to the dining room.
Dinner is quiet and he tries to see if Mercedes is up for a talk, even when it's just small talk. "This is amazing Cedes." He smiles at her but she doesn't look up. She didn't even eat one bite of her plate and that worries him.
"I know." She whispers and he smiles at her cockiness. So she still has that at least he thinks to himself. "You're the best cook I know, just don't tell my mom okay?" He sees her lip twitching, trying not to smile at the comment. Mary is a really good cook and she knows it.
"I won't." Her voice a little louder. "Are you gonna eat that?" He points with his fork at her plate. She shakes her head. "You need to eat Cedes." Wrong fucking thing to say he thinks when she gets up.
"I am going to bed. Goodnight Sam." With that she walks up the stairs, knowing he can't follow her.
So what do you guys think? Stay safe.