Here is another one. I love your reviews guys. Thank you so much! Please keep doing that. The guesses are getting close. So what happened?
Sorry for any errors, perfection is overrated.

I do not own Glee, if I did I don't know right now but I would make it better I guess.

It has been three days since Quinn came by. Sam hasn't left his bed since then. Mercedes tries to make him eat anything, but he doesn't. He can't believe what he did to her. How could he have done something like that? He feels awful and guilty and he sees how Mercedes looks at him.

She doesn't want to make him feel worse, but she is disappointed in him. Her relationship with Sam was finally where she wanted it to be and now everything is different.

Quinn hadn't show anymore and Sam tries to call her every hour. He needs to apologize. When she didn't pick up her phone again Mercedes walks into his room with a cup of soup and some bread.

"I got you some soup. Did you talk to her?" She puts the tray down on the night stand and sits next to him on the bed. He shakes his head.

He looks terrible, he hasn't had any sleep for the last three days and Mercedes is very concerned about his well being. "Here you go." She hands him the cup of soup and her stares at it before staring at her.

"Please, Sam. You need to eat." She grabs the spoon and puts it against his lips. She sees his tears falling and her hearts breaks. Her other hand rests on his knee and he finally opens his mouth and accepts the soup. She sighs and closes her eyes for a minute trying not to let the tears escape her eyes.

She gets the spoon full again and puts it to his lips again. They repeat this several times in silence. When the cup is empty he looks at her and she gives him a watery smile. She needs to be strong for him. She puts the cup back on the tray and scoots closer to him and puts her head on his shoulder.

"Please don't." Is all he whispers and she looks up at him. Why doesn't he want her to be close to him? "Can you go?" She sits back up and looks at him, not able to speak.

"I am no good Cedes. I can't do this anymore." His words shock her through her core. She just wants to pull him close to her and tell that everything is going to be alright. She tries to move closer to him, but he gives her a stare.

"You shouldn't be here." Her face goes from sad to angry. "Why not? This is exactly where I need to be."

"No you don't. What if I do the same to you? I couldn't live with myself, hell I can't even live with myself now. I took that from Quinn forever, because I was so fucking careless." His eyes fill with tears again and when they fall Mercedes brushes her thumb over his cheek.

"You were both irresponsible. You should really see a doctor Sam. What if it did something to you too?" She lies closer again and he lets her. He feels her hand slowly on his chest above his heart. He closes his eyes at the touch and falls asleep in her arms.

*Few hours later*

Sam wakes up without Mercedes next to him. He looks at the door and it's slightly ajar. He hears her talking to someone… a man. "Yes, please follow me." Is what he hears her say and he fakes that he is sleeping when he hears her walking up the steps.

The door opens fully and he knows she is staring at him. "Sam?" She whispers and she touches his forehead. He opens his eyes and see a man standing behind her. He looks at him and then at Mercedes. If looks could kill she thinks.

"Sam, this is doctor Karofsky and he is going to take some blood from you." He sits up and doesn't acknowledge the doctor any further. "Out!" He yells at her. How could she go behind his back?

Mercedes turns to the doctor and he gives a small nod and leaves the room. She turns around and looks at him angrily. "Samuel Dwight Evans, don't you dare raise your voice to me ever! I am trying to help you. I know this is a lot to take, but you need to take care of your health. After this is done I will leave you alone and get out. But for now you are going to cooperate with the doctor. I had to pull a lot of strings to get him here." She turns around again to get the doctor.

After the doctor did everything he leaves Sam's room and walks to Mercedes who is in the kitchen. "He is in a state of shock. Just give him some space. He will be fine eventually. I will leave you now, the results will be in in a few days. I will let myself out." With that the doctor is gone.

Mercedes goes upstairs to Sam's room. "Sam, the doctor is gone. The results will be in in a few days. He is going to call you so please pick up your phone." He looks up at her and sees the suitcase in her hand. She follows his gaze and sighs. "Yes, I will leave you now. If you need anything I am only one call away." He doesn't respond and her lower lip quivers. She needs space more than he does right now.

She turns around and closes the door behind her. The tears now streaming down her face.

*Two days later*

Sam wakes up from the noice that his phone makes. He grunts and remembers Mercedes' words. He reluctantly picks it up. "Yes?"

The woman on the other end of the call is friendly and addresses him formally. She tells him about his results and he jolts up. "Thank you." Is all he says before disconnecting the call.

Shit! Is all he thinks while he gets out of bed. He dials Mercedes' number and waits for her to pick up. She never does pick up though and his mind goes to that she is probably in school. He wants to take a shower and then he will try and call her again.

After a long and hot shower he calls her again. Still nothing. He texts her that he needs to see her ASAP. Only one call away are the words ghosting through his mind.

In the evening he can't wait any longer and gets out and drives to her house. She lives in the house that she inherited from her mom after she died. It's too big for one person, but she insisted on staying there because of all the memories with her mom there. That house also keeps a lot of memories for him and Mercedes. Their first kiss, their first fight and the laughs. There were so many laughs in that house.

He gets out of the car, still a little clumsy because of his bad leg. It was getting better and better, but it still hurts. He runs a hand through his hair and rings her bell. Waiting a minute he does it again, until he no longer has any patience left and he rings her bell non stop.

The door flies open and before he can react he slumps from the blow to his stomach. He hears a gasp and two tiny hands on his back while he tries to breathe. She is petite, but damn can she hit when she is angry.

"Damn it Sam. Stop ringing my bell. Get the message that I don't wanna talk to you." She steps back and closes the door again, leaving Sam still trying to catch his breath.

So what do you think? Don't make Mercedes angry, because when she gets angry she really gets angry.
And what do you think Sam has or doesn't? I would love to hear your ideas.

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