A/N: I DONT OWN GLEE NOR RAISE YOUR VOICE OR ANY OF THE MUSIC USED IN THE STORY!
Chapter 2
Later on that evening
"Hey. What's going on?" Matt pops up at Mercedes' room door with his camera in hand.
"Nothing."
"Nothing."
"Yeah, right".
"Hello, annoying." Mercedes playfully shoves her brother before walking over to her vanity.
"Hey! Easy on the hardware." As he enters her room.
"What are you doing, Mr. grounded?"
"Filming America's most boring teenagers?" Matt stands behind here and turns on his camera and starts to film her.
"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight on "The Jones Experience" we have a special treat. It's my sincere pleasure to present to you the distinctive vocal powerful stylings of the one, the only, Mercedes Jones!!" Matt says in a showman voice while making fake crowd noise.
"Oh, why thank you, Matty. That's so very kind of you. Thank you." Mercedes says in a fake posh accent. Grabs a hair brush to use as a mic.
"This next song, I wrote for my fans."
Sometimes I shave my legs and sometimes I don't
Sometimes I comb my hair and sometimes I won't
Depend of how the wind blows I might even paint my toes
It really just depends on whatever feels good in my soul
I'm not the average girl from your video
And I ain't built like a supermodel
But I learned to love myself unconditionally
Because I am a queen
I not the average girl from your video
My worth is not determined by the price of my clothes
No matter what I'm wearing I will always be
Me
When I look in the mirror and the only one there is me
Every freckle on my face is where it's suppose to be
And I know my creator didn't make no mistakes on me
My feet, my thighs, my lips, my eyes, I'm loving what I see, yeah
"And the Grammy for Song of the year, Artist of the Year and the rest of those damn awards go to Mercedes Jones!!" Matt cheers on when Mercedes ends what she has of her song and claps with one of the biggest smiles across his face that only a proud big brother could do.
Mercedes mockingly bows and giggles.
"Thank you, thank you! I wouldn't be here with you!" Mercedes pauses for a moment before rushing to her book bag to grab something.
"Oh, I almost forgot with all the mess that went on at the barbecue to give you your birthday present." She hands him an envelope.
"KENDRICK!!" Matt's eyes widens as he looks at the concert tickets.
"You got me tickets to the Damn Tour!!"
"Yes"
"Oh my God! When?" Matt grins at his sister excitedly.
"It's tonight."
Matt grins fall and stops moving. "Oh, no. Didn't you hear I was grounded? "
"Like that has every stopped you before, Matty! For all the times you sneak out to climb into Quinn Fabray's room. It's not like you never break the rules. Plus, If you don't go, I can't go either.Pretty, please! It's Kendrick, your favorite artist!" Mercedes tries to bargain with him.
Matt looks down at the tickets intensely before looking at his sister
. "Should we go, side window?"
"Side window." Mercedes brightly smiles at him.
" All right. Quiet, quiet! I can't believe you sprung me. This is a first"
"Well, who knows when we'll ever break the law again, right?"
"I'm not, uh, staying in Lima, Mimi. Aunty hooked me up with a job in Cleveland then I'm going ined up I'm going straight to Chicago. I'm not coming back."
"Just like that?" Mercedes responds sadly.
" I mean... It's time. Dad and l... need... It's just time. The only thing I feel bad about is leaving you here."
"No. You don't have to worry about me. We get along okay."
"Yeah, that's what worries me. It's more than getting along, Mimi. You please them. You're like a Stepford daughter out of a mail order magazine"
"Is that a form of flattery?"
"After Pops shut down Julliard, you're going to tell me that didn't hurt?"
"No, it totally hurt."
"Then make a scene! Break something! Scream! I... something."
"Huh huh. Tantrums were never my thing."
"Mercedes, you've got the best voice I've ever heard, but if you hang with the "World According to Dwayne Jones" any longer, you're going to be doing "Cats" at the YMCA at 40. And that would suck!"
"That would really suck.But it's home! "
"This house is not a home. You're future is bigger than this" Matt kisses her on the forehead and tabs her nose. "Be ready in 10" !
The siblings sneak out heading to the Damn concert in Columbus. About an hour drive.
"Wat it do, Columbus? How y'all doing, all right? Yall enjoy Travis, DRAM & YG!! Now anyone standing get, yall asses up and get ready to be HUMBLE"
Kendrick starts his set with 'Humble" and ends it with 'Alright". The Jones siblings enjoyed the night rapping along and enjoying the concert. AS the concert ends, the Jones siblings head towards the car.
"Thanks Mimi, this was the best present! Love ya baby sis!" Matt gives Mercedes a sweet smile before starting up the car.
"Love you too, Matty" Gives him a sweet smile right back.
"Well how about an encore?" Matt says before starting up the aux cord. The Jones siblings continue their sing-along in the car ride back home in high spirits.
I got, I got, I got, I got
Loyalty, got royalty
Inside my DNA
Cocaine quarter piece, got war and peace
Inside my DNA
I got power, poison, pain and joy
Inside my DNA
I got hustle, though, ambition, flow
Inside my DNA
I was born like this, since one like this, immaculate conception
I transform like this, perform like this, was Yeshua's new weapon
I don't contemplate, I meditate, then off your fucking head
This that put-the-kids-to-bed, this that
As they go through a red light, Mercedes peers over to look at Matt and she sees headlights coming fast at them.
"MATTY LOOK OU--" BOOM. BANG.
Car tires screeching until their car crashes into a pole on the side of the road.
Beepbeep.Beepbeepbeep.Beepbeepbeep. Beepbeep.Beepbeepbeepbeep. Beepbeepbeep.
The sounds of the heart monitor is all one could hear in the hospital room at Columbus General Hospital.
Soon, the body laying in the cot of the room slowly stirs in her sleep as opens her eyes to the blinding light. She wiggles in the bed prompting the person who head was resting on the arm of the cot to wake up alarmed by the sudden movement. As Mercedes's eyes begin to adjust to the light in the hospital room. She sees that the person who was resting on her, was her mother, Whitley Jones.
"OH, THANK GOD! Thank you lord! My baby" Whitley Jones says as she looks at her daughter cradling her face in hand with a tears stain face, bags under her eyes, hair in a fray. Her using immaculate appearance, put together Mom looked as if life was taken out of her. The only thing on Mercedes mind was where was her brother.
"Matty" Mercedes manages to say in raspy voice.
The little light that was in Whitley Jones's eyes when she realized her daughter was awake quickly went to complete anguish, as her hands on Mercedes face trembles as she tearfully shakes her head at her daughter, and goes to lay her head on the nape of her daughter's neck and starts to sob.
Mercedes stares blankly ahead at the wall, in complete shock. Her brother was dead. Matty was dead becasue she pressure him to going to a concert.
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Mercedes' heart monitor starts making loud noises alerting the nurse on duty to rush in and as her mom tries to calm her down.
"MY BABY, PLEASE SOMEONE HELP MY BABY! I-I CAN'T LOSE ANOTHER ONE! PLEASE" Whitley Jones yells out as Dwayne Jones rushes in the rooms as he hears the commotion of his wife yelling and the nursing running to his babygirl's room.
The Doctor follows right behind him after being paged of the emergency. The nurse on duty quickly informs the doctor as she quickly tries to subdue MErcedes who started to trash in the bed.
"She's in shock, Dr. Washington, possible going into cardiac arrest! "
Thoughts? Poor Mercedes!! :-( Are you guys as sad as I was when writing this?