Okay so I wrote this into two chapters, because it became too long. I love all of you for reading and reviewing. It took me a bit longer to update this story then normal, that is because I had an awesome day in the studio with my good friend Norah Green who is a singer/songwriter... okay enough with the shoutout (I'm just very proud!)
Sorry for any errors, perfection is overrated.

I do not own Glee, if I did I would let Mercedes wear a skirts as Cheerio and cause a sex riot.

Enjoy guys and keep reviewing! 3

After he's finally recovered from her massive blow he looks at the closed door. Sighing he sits down against it. "I know you're still there Cedes. I am fine, although that hit got a lot of weight behind it... and I deserved it and so much more."

Still there was nothing but he can feel she is looking at the door. The proximity of their body's is close enough for him to feel her presence. They always had that connection. He inhales slowly, still feeling his stomach a little.

"I am not going away before I speak to you face to face. I will sit here even if it takes me all night. You have to come out eventually. I miss you Cedes. I was a jerk and I don't deserve a friend like you. I don't even know why you want to be with me as more than friends. There is nothing I can offer you in the relationship." He feels his eyes sting at the thought of them not being friends anymore, let alone more than friends.

"It was wrong of me to do what I did the past week. I should've been a man and face the problem head on, but I am just not that strong I guess. Quinn and I… what we did… it was stupid and reckless and so wrong in many ways. But you were there, even after you knew what I did to her. At least what I thought I did to her. I hate her for lying to me but she did. Cedes? Please open the door?"

Again he hears nothing and he hits his head against the door, trying not to kill himself because of his stupidity. It's beginning to rain a little and he pulls his coat closer to him.

"Cedes? Are you still there? I just want you to know that I am very thankful for everything that you have done for me. Even though I didn't deserve anything. Your heart is so big and full of love and I don't want to be the one to break it, it's just that I—"

He can't finish his sentence because the door flies open again and he falls back. He sees her upside down and she is crying. He tries to get up smoothly and is totally failing. "Cedes?" She holds her hand up and he stops speaking.

"You really think that this is going to work? That you can push me to talk with you. I don't want to talk to you ever! You closed yourself off for me and I can't forgive you for that. You obviously didn't trust me and I can't believe you would treat me like that. You're a horrible friend Sam Evans and I want you to leave me alone forever. Just go back to Quinn or another perfect woman. You've hurt me in ways I never thought you would. You have promised me when we were kids, that you were going to be here for me forever and protect me. But who protects me from you? Who protects my heart for the feelings I have for you? That big heart that you're talking about is no longer mine, but you don't care. It has always been yours. But you were to busy with these perfect skinny bitches that you never looked at me twice. I was only good enough for you as your fat friend."

Her breath hitches at her own harsh words. "Leave Sam. This relationship is over in every way you can think of. I don't care anymore, I can't." She steps back and closes the door. He is having non of it and puts his foot in the door.

It hurts, but it's nothing compared to the ache he is feeling in his heart for this girl. This girl who has loved him for the better part of his life and is now laying her feelings bare for everyone to see. He wants to tell her the same but she is pushing the door trying to get it closed. She knows he still cares and she wants him to fight for her just once, instead of running like he did with everyone else. She wants him to die trying.

His shoulder hits the door and he slips in. Her face is all red and angry and she lunges at him. She hits him in his chest with her fists and he lets her. He deserves this. Her sobs are pulling at his heart strings and his own tears are falling.

He has broken the one thing in this world that he didn't want to break. If her mom could see this she would be so disappointed in him, rightfully so. He promised her to take care of Mercedes. That's why he didn't want a romantic relationship with her. Nobody was ever good enough for her including himself.

Her mom told him in their last conversation that if anybody could take care of her Mercedes it would be Sam. He never really understood it until now. Her mom knew that they liked each other more than just friends. And here he was having Mercedes punch him. He lets his head drop and sends a silent prayer to her mom. Hoping that she would help him find the strength to heal the one thing he should have protected.

Her blows become slower and she is exhausted. She wants to kill him and also hold him close to her. She wants to hate him so bad but her heart is crying out for him to heal her. For him to hold her and tell her that everything is going to be okay. Just like he did when her mom died. He was there for her every step of the way. She couldn't find it in herself to arrange the funeral so he did it. When it came to what her mom should wear he was there. He was there for her and now...

He is the man who her mom always thought she was going to end up with. Her mom was obviously wrong in that department, although her mom was never wrong. She was connected in a way with the earth that she always knew what was going to happen. She knew Mercedes was going to be a girl when she found out she was pregnant.

Her mom was everything for her and she wanted to speak to her now more than ever. She wants to ask her what she should do. She wants to know if it was all worth it. And she just wants to hug her.

She steps back from Sam and looks at him. He is crying and she can see he is in pain, although she isn't sure if it is physical or psychological. She puts her hand back as far as she can and puts all her weight and anger behind it. She swings it Sam's way but he is too fast and grabs her wrist.

Her eyes widen, but she doesn't give up. She does the same with her other hand and he grabs it as well. He pulls her closer and she struggles to get out of his grip, knowing that it would be impossible.

She sighs and then stands on her tiptoes so she is face to face with him. "LET GO!" She yells in total frustration. He doesn't even blink and she tries to pull her hands out of his grip. She screams a low growl and is fed up.

"Cedes stop." She looks at him while he speaks to her calmly and she pulls again to no avail. He turns her around and pushes her against the wall, pinning her between it and him. He hovers over her and her anger subsides a little. How could he be so calm right now?

"Can we please talk?" She shakes her head, still crying. His hurt expression says it all. He doesn't deserve a chance and he knows it. She looks at him and sees his eyes. The eyes she dreamed about. Her eyes roam over his face and land on his lips. The lips she wanted on her skin more than anything.

She knows she can't let him in, not again. Her mom always taught her to let people give their side of the story, but she wasn't feeling like that today. She just wants him to leave so she can take a bath and cry in peace.

He puts his face inches from hers and her breath hitches. How does he still have an effect on her? He still has a tight grip on her wrists and when she tries to knee him in the delicates he pushes his body closer to hers and pins her hands above her head.

"Please, stop." He whispers against her lips. He isn't going to kiss her, but damn he wants to. He wants to make her feel loved and desired, because she is. Her eyes stopped crying and so did his.

"Please?" She nods a little and he sighs, slowly closing his eyes and putting his forehead against hers. They stay like that for a few minutes.

Yep I ended there. So what do you think is going to happen? Please let me know, I love your theories.
Stay safe and love your family and friends. Have a blessed holiday everybody!