So, to be honest I didn't know where this was going but now that I do please don't hate me.
Sorry for any errors, perfection is overrated.

I do not own Glee, if I did I would have fired Ryan Murphy. (I don't know if that is possible, but who cares)
Enjoy and please let me know what you think!

It had been two weeks since they kissed and that wasn't the last one. Mercedes wanted to take it slow and Sam respected that. But after two weeks it becomes harder and harder every day. He sees her 24/7 and she looks more beautiful and edible every day and his reaction to her body has become painful. They had only had closed mouthed kisses and he wanted so much more. He needed more. The mornings were the hardest when she was sleeping against him and he had the most dirtiest thoughts about climbing on top of her and between her legs. He wanted to know how she tasted and hear her scream his name when she comes.

"Can you reach this?" Mercedes wiggles her ass in front of Sam. He looks at her with his mouth open. She is going to be the death of me he thinks while she does a little jump to get to the right shelve. He smiles when she looks at him with a pout.

He walks up to her, he now only needs one crutch and sometimes he is stubborn enough to go without it. "Babe, you are so cute." He nuzzles against her in her neck while her ass wiggles in his manly area. He groans and sees her blush.

"I'm sorry." She whispers when she feels what she is doing to him. He had that reaction before, but she just thought it was because it was morning. They were now sleeping together and he had it every morning. This however was the first time she feels it and it is in the middle of the day.

"Sorry about what? Not able to reach the upper shelve. You can't do anything about it. Besides I like your height." He kisses her neck and they become sloppy real quick. She moans and throws her head back for better access.

He sees this as a green light and goes down her collarbone while his hand goes from her waist up to her breast, slightly touching. But not too much in case he is overstepping. She closes her eyes and focusses on his hands roaming her body.

"Sam…" Why am I begging? He smiles against her neck. His mouth going up to her ear. "Yes?" He whispers in a low growl. She feels her knees buckle and he holds her up with his arm around her waist. He lightly squeezes her breast rewarding him with another moan from her lips. The sounds she is making is getting to him.

He grinds his hips into her voluptuous behind. His heart is pounding in his ears. He knows he needs to stop, but he can't resist her anymore. She turns around abruptly. "Sam…" Her gaze is dark and her lips are parted. She is panting and so is he.

"Yes, my love?" He strokes a strand of hair behind her ear. She looks so sexy and he knows she is just as turned on as he is. She swallows before she talks again. "We can't do this." She pushes her hand at his chest and he steps back. It was amazing while it lasted.

"I know I'm sorry." He looks at the ground. She steps forward and cups his chin so he looks at her. "It's okay. I was here too. You just make me lose all control." He smiles at the statement.

"Right back at yah babe." He hugs her and puts his forehead to her as a sweet gesture. They stay like that for a while. The bell rings and she sighs. He pulls back and gives her a peck on her lips.

He walks to the door and opens it. Fuck no! Sam hisses in his head. "Quinn?" She looks at him with a smile. "Can I come in Sam?"

"You standing here is just fine with me." She drops her smile for a millisecond but recovers quickly. She looks behind Sam and sees Mercedes. "I get it." She pulls something out of her purse. She looks at him and now he can see that the smile doesn't reach her eyes. Those look sad and a little... guilty?

"I just wanted to give you this. Please read it. It explains everything about me leaving. I won't bother you anymore if you don't want any contact. I just want you to know that you don't owe me anything." With that she turns around and leaves. Sam is still standing there, confused. What does she mean with owing her.

He closes the door and opens the envelope. He reads it, it takes him a little long because of his dyslexia. When he brings his eyes to Mercedes they are filled with tears. "I…I…" She moves to him and holds his hands. "You don't have to share it Sam. I get it if it's private."

He walks to the dining room, but caves in before he can make it. How did this happen? He falls to the ground and just sits there. Mercedes sits next to him with a concerned look on her face. She brushes her thumb over his now wet cheek.

"Sammy, you're scaring me." He drops the letter and holds his head in his hands. She hugs him, not knowing what to do more to help him with his pain. "It's all my fault Cedes. It's all my fault."

She pulls his hands in her lap and he looks at her with bloodshot eyes. "I don't get it what is your fault? What is in the letter?" He doesn't speak, he can't. How did this happen?

Mercedes can't hold it anymore and picks up the letter. She reads it and gasps. How is this possible? Her hands tremble as she drops the letter to the ground again. She hugs Sam again, now fully knowing what is happening.

He sobs in her bosom while she has her hands in his hair. She wants to help him, but she also knows that this is going to be hard. She never thought he could be so careless about something so big. How did he not think about the consequences at all?

So there you go! What do you think happened? What is in the letter? Your reviews gives me life. Stay safe!