Hello :-) Ok so i'm sorry this has taken me so long to update. My internet connection hates me plus with school work and life in general i was prevented from writing anything but here i am :-). just a quick note, i don't know anything about potty training or pregnancy test so if my information is incorrect i'm sorry lol. this chapter is one long scene, no side story. i debated about whether i should leave it like this or not so i'll let you guys decide.
Thank you to my darling beta rose - love you much girl
please excuse any mistakes you may find
ok i'm done rambling
on to chapter 5
enjoy :-)
Taking a deep breath, Sam finally moved away from Mercedes locker and took himself to the office where he got his schedule. He noticed that he had English 01 and he was already 5 minutes late. Finally reaching room 205 on the second floor, Sam opened the door and every pair of eyes landed on him. Looking around the room he locked eyes with the ebony goddess he just met. He resisted the urge to fist pump in victory when he noticed that the seat next to her was empty and he couldn't keep the smile off his face.
"You must be Sam Evans. Hello my name is Mrs. Leslie Guntrell and I'm your English teacher for the remainder of the semester. Now come over here and introduce yourself to the class and hurry it up because you are already late meaning you interrupted my lesson plan." Walking to the front of the class, Sam couldn't keep his eyes off the Mercedes for one second, it felt like it was just them two in the room alone and he was speaking to just her.
"Hey everyone, My name is Sam, Sam I am, and no I don't like green eggs and ham." the room stood silent as they tried to process the corny joke he just attempted to make.
"Oh wow. He has no game." he looked around the room and noticed that the same Latina cheerio that he has bumped into that morning made the comment, he noticed she was also sitting next to a dude in a leather jacket and a Mohawk. A few people snickered at the comment and Sam's face turned a bright shade of pink in embarrassment.
"Dude your mouth is huge." the Mohawk guy said in awe, "How many tennis balls can you fit in there?"
"Um… I've never had balls in my mouth…have you?" Sam asked back that earned even snickers from the class and he expected the dude to get up and punch him but all he did was smile at him.
"Alright Sam I am, that's enough. Take a seat anywhere you see open. Ok now class! Back to Modern romance." Mrs. Guntrell said as she turned and headed back to the board. Sam felt his mouth go dry and as he neared her desk. The natural sunlight was illuminating her face and she was even more beautiful than she had been at her locker. Placing his books on the table, he timidly took a seat next to her. He didn't know how to act or what to say to this beautiful creature that sat next to him with her intoxicating smell. Before he could say another word, she reached over and placed her hand on his shoulder and it was like fireworks went off.
"I know this is your first day but staring at me won't get you the grades you need, so pay attention" She said in a soft voice with a chuckle at the end. He didn't even realize he had been openly looking at her but now that he had gotten caught he didn't know how to recover. Covering his face to hide the obvious blush, he tried to pay attention to what was being taught but all he could focus on was this beautiful girl with the cutest button nose and the full lips with the cupids bow that he wished he could kiss. He took note of the fact that her hands were small and he deduced that they were probably soft. A million thoughts ran through his head and before he knew it the bell rang and he hadn't written down one thing. He watched her get up and gather her things and he before he could say another word to him she gave him another sweet smile and said
"I'll see you around Sam I Am" and with that she walked out of the classroom leaving him in a daze in the nearly empty classroom. Jumping up he realizes he couldn't let her get away again so he ran out the classroom in search of her but she was gone. Sighing in defeat, he decided to go to his next class. He made a promise to himself that by that end of that day he would talk to her. Come hell or high water.
Waking up the next morning, Mercedes absentmindedly reached over to cuddle with her husband but found his side empty. She sat up and rubbed the sleep out of her eyes. Taking note of the fact that it was after ten thirty in the morning, she felt a sense of relief that it was Saturday so she didn't have to be at work till Monday. After getting up and getting freshened up, she made her way down the hall and down the stairs to kitchen where she smelled breakfast and coffee in the air. Walking into the kitchen, she saw Sam standing at the stove with black and white daffy duck boxers and he was bare chested. She went over to him and kissed his exposed back and grabbed her coffee from the counter. Taking a seat at the kitchen table, Mercedes continued to ogled her husband unbeknownst to him while be made breakfast for them. Sam had always been attractive but after they got married and she had Annabelle, it was like his sex appeal skyrocketed. She felt that warm familiar feeling pass through her body as she remembered how hot the first few months of their marriage were. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. For the first time in their lives they were finally able to be intimate with each without worrying about someone walking in on them – well that was until Annabelle was born. Mercedes continued to stare at her husband's back while she imagined running her soft hands all over it.
Taking in a lustful breath she asked him "Do you know you have the sexiest back?"
"What?" He asked as he turned around and gave her a curious look "I have a sexy what? Did you just say I have a sexy back? Well that definitely wasn't something I'd expect to hear today" he said with a chuckle and went back to cooking breakfast.
"I'm serious Sam! You have a sexy back babe. Like it's really toned and defined and those dimples that you got in the bottom. I mean everything about you is already sexy but your back…it's just yum…"
He turned around again and gave her another weird look but all she did was laugh.
"Sam please, don't look so surprised. If you could see what I see, you'd say the same." She bit her plump bottom lip and smiled as she continued to look at her oddly.
Sam turned off the stove and took their food out and placed it on their awaiting plates but he couldn't shake the things she was saying. He walked back to the table and placed the back of his and on her forehead and then moved it down to her neck but all that did was ignite Mercedes fire. "Are you alright? Like are you feeling ok? You aren't coming down with something are you?"
She grabbed his hand and kissed the inside of his palm, momentarily stunning him and that's when he saw it. She had that look in her eye that said take me here and now.
"Baby…" before he could react she reached up and gave him a passionate kiss which he immediately returned. He sunk down to his knees and grabbed her face with his large hands and their mouths opened wider and their tongues danced with each other. She racked her nails through his hair and he moaned into her mouth which in turned cause her to moan into his mouth. He moved his hands away from her face and placed them on her back and he pressed her more into his body, pushing her covered chest into his bare one. Realizing they needed to breath, he reluctantly broke their kiss and stared into her lustful doe like brown eyes.
"Mercy baby…what the hell was that? I mean not that I'm complaining but you just came down here and all of a sudden you want me. Again not that I'm complaining but…baby did you even brush your teeth?" Mercedes sucked her teeth and pushed her husband away as she got up from the table and made her way out of the kitchen.
"Wait baby! I'm sorry I just wanna know what brought this on"
Mercedes turned around and said "I need a reason to want to fuck my husband?"
"Uh..uh..uh.." Sam stammered
"Don't worry Sam. I'll just finish myself" Mercedes said as she made her way upstairs. It took Sam less than a second to react.
"Mercedes wait for me!"
After spending most of their morning and half of the afternoon making love, Sam and Mercedes laid in their king sized bed relaxing, basking in the afterglow of their session. Nothing seemed to matter to them at that moment, not even the strain of not having Annabelle there, it was just them two. Sam lay his head on Mercedes stomach while she ran her nails through his hair as the large flat screen TV played some mindless show, really it was background noise for them as Sam draped his arm around her thighs. 'I could definitely get used to this' Sam thought to himself but he knew that real life would soon present itself, so decided to live in the beautiful moment. While Sam lay in content, Mercedes mind raced with different thoughts. She knew she would never get another opportunity like the one that was about to present itself so she decided to go for it.
"Sam?"
"Hmm?"
Mercedes paused and said "Do you ever think about having another baby?" she held her breath and she felt Sam stiffen and then turn his head to look at her. Sage green met mocha brown as Mercedes studied Sam's face. His expression was unreadable so she didn't know if he was happy about it or sad or if he was even considering the thought. She immediately wanted to take it back. 'Who am I kidding? Another baby? Why so it could be taken from us again? Jesus Mercedes! You are so stupid! Why would you even bring that up?"
Sam bit his lip and thought about what he was going to say. To be quite honest, he had been thinking about having another baby the day Annabelle was born. He had always wanted a lot of kids and knew Mercedes did too, they had talked about that when they first got married but they agreed that since Annabelle was unplanned they would wait before deciding to have more children and that had been the plan for a while but then when Annabelle was taken from them, it was shot to hell.
"Babe… I'm not sure… I mean I would love to fill this house with kids but…with what happened to Annabelle I don't know if we are ready. Do you want more kids?"
Mercedes licked her bottom lip and tucked her hair behind her left ear before she said "Honestly? I do but… I'm scared Sam. It's hard enough not having Annabelle and then what if something happens to this baby? I couldn't bare it if something else happened to us again. Are we prepared? Are we?" Sam sat up and wrapped his arms around his wife, hugging her close and kissing her hair.
"Baby, look at me" Mercedes turned her gaze and looked at her husband "We can't let what happened with Annabelle deter us. Yes we are going through something horrible but that doesn't mean we can't move forward with our lives. Remember we promised that nothing would set us back? Remember we talked about how to live on? Come on baby. We can't let this defeat us. When the time is right we'll have another baby, but knowing us; it will probably be sooner than later"
Sam paused and said "Is there a reason you're asking?" Sam stared curiously at her and then realization hit. Wide eyed, he asked her "Mercy…are…are…are you pregnant?"
Mercedes bit her lip and looked away but Sam grabbed her chin and forced her to turn her head and look at him.
"I'm going to ask you again. Are you pregnant?"
Taking a deep breath Mercedes said "I might be… my period is late…about a week late… so I'm not sure…"
Sam looked at her and said "Do you want me to go and get you a test?"
"Please" she answered in a whisper.
Getting off the bed, Sam reached for his shirt that was lying across a chair in their bedroom along with his sweat pants. After putting on his tennis shoes and leather jacket, he made his way back to the bed on Mercedes side and kissed her on the lips.
"It's going to be alright baby. Just like the first time, whatever the results are, I love you"
"I love you too"
Sam walked out of their bedroom, down the hall and down the stairs until he was outside in his car. His hands shook as turned the key in the ignition. Why was he so nervous? It wasn't like Mercedes had never been pregnant before. He began to smile as he remembered how cute Mercedes was during her pregnancy. Her button nose got rounder and she had this glow about her that radiated more light than the sun. As she got bigger, she developed a waddle that was to adorable it almost made him want to pinch her cheeks. There was nothing more beautiful than a pregnant woman and to him, his wife was the most gorgeous she had ever been. She would complain about her pregnancy weight and about looking undesirable to him but truth be told; he couldn't keep his hands off her. It was like he needed sex more than usual when she was pregnant with Annabelle. Slowly but surely, Sam's nerves began to dissipate as he drove further into town. He imagined another little green eyes baby with their blended skin and her button nose. He wanted a boy this time, Annabelle was his ray of light but having a son was another thing. He could teach him everything his father and grandfather taught him, teach his son how to be a man. Sam imagined a life where he would teach his son all about football and baseball and Marvel and Comic books and everything that he knew. He imaged teaching son how to shave as he got older and teaching him how to drive and giving him advice on girls and sex. He imagined giving him the pep talk right before his wedding, and holding his grandchild. Yeah he was definitely ready for another baby.
Pulling up to the drug store, he practically ran from his car and into the store. He walked briskly down the aisles until he found the pregnancy test. Just like before he didn't know which one to get so he got all of them 'better safe than sorry' his grandfather would always say. Grabbing as many as his arms could hold, he walked towards the front of the store; ignore the curious looks from all the patrons. Walking to the register, he dumped all his contents on the counter and waited for the clerk to ring him up.
The clerk smirked and said "First time?" as he rang up everything
Sam shook his head and said "No, just a little nervous."
The clerk paused and took a good luck at Sam and then his face lite up.
"Hey men…aren't you Sam Evans? The dude who's kid was kidnapped? Hey man I'm really sorry about that. I'm a dad myself and I can only imagine what's going with your life. Its good and you and your wife are trying again. Personally for me I wouldn't be able to-
"Can you just shut the fuck up and ring up my stuff? I'm glad you know who I am and all but I really don't have time for this" the clerk didn't utter another word and as he quickly rang up Sam's items and passed them to him. Paying for the purchases, Sam turned and walked out the pharmacy without a second glance. 'The nerve of some people' Sam thought to himself as he made his way to his car.
"Baby are you sure she's ready for this? I mean she's barely a year old, don't you think we should wait a little while longer?" Sam asked Mercedes as Annabelle sat naked on her little/big girl potty while sucking her thumb. For the past month and a half, Sam and Mercedes argued back and forth about whether it was time for Annabelle to be potty trained. Mercedes decided that as Annabelle got bigger she needed to learn to use the bathroom like a big girl but Sam wasn't having it. He would always see Annabelle as the 6 pound 15 ounce baby girl he helped deliver. If she was being potty trained that meant she was getting older and that meant boys and kissing and other things Sam didn't want to think about.
"Sam… don't start… she needs to be potty trained. She's almost one! When is she going to learn? When she's 50? I don't know what you have against this but it was bound to happen. Do you know how expensive diapers are? She needs to learn Sam"
"Mercedes let me tell you something, potty training is the most traumatizing moment in a child's life. Think of the pressure we are putting on her to have to tinkle in this odd shaped chair. She isn't going to know what to do, she's overwhelmed with the need to please us that she'll forget to pee and then all her pee will back up in her body and she would explode! Oh My God Mercedes! You're going let our baby explode!"
Mercedes side eyed the hell out of her husband and said "Sam… no more Sci – Fi movies before bedtime ok?" she shook her head and said "baby this is nothing but a stepping stone for her, she needs to learn this, she's a big girl now, and just like how she learned how to sleep in her big girl bed she needs to do this too" Annabelle stared at her parents and they argued back and forth about her, she obviously didn't know what they hell they were saying so she just watched in amusement while she sucked her thumb.
"Mercedes this is torture! You are putting too much pressure on her! You can't force it! She'll do it when she's ready!" Sam said as he stepped forward and grabbed his daughter of her potty. Cradling her close, he felt warm liquid all over his shirt. Sam pulled Annabelle away slowly as he looked down at the giant urine stain on his shirt. Mercedes bit her bottom lip hard as she tried to fight the laughter that was dying to get out.
Sam turned to his wife and said " .Word" but Mercedes couldn't hold it in any longer and immediately burst out laughing, which prompted Annabelle to do the same. Sam shook his head as he passed his daughter to her mother.
"This is some bullshit" He mumbled as he walked out of the bathroom. "I'm try to not pressure her and she pees on me"
"It wouldn't be the first time" Mercedes said while walking behind him.
"Did. . . ?" Sam said through gritted teeth but all Mercedes did was laugh harder.
"Daddy wet!" Annabelle cooed as she pointed her tiny finger at her father and laughed. Mercedes doubled over in laugher as Sam seethed in with rage.
"Go give daddy a kiss baby, he's mad" Mercedes walked over and handed Annabelle back to Sam who leaned over and gave him a small kiss on the cheek.
Sam visibly melted as he held his little girl in his arms. He couldn't stay mad at her no matter how hard he tried. All she had to do was turn those giant green eyes at him and he would turn into jelly. Mercedes had the same effect on him.
"Now do you think she needs to be potty trained?"
Sam scuffed as he turned away and said "No, this just means she needs to wear a diaper must longer. So I win!"
Mercedes lowered her head and laughed as she walked back down the hall.
Finally arriving at his home, Sam raced from his car into the house. He didn't even bother to take his jacket as he ran into his bedroom and dumped all the contents on top of his wife who was watching TV.
"Sam, what the hell?" Mercedes gave her husband a wide eyed look.
"Baby, I got you as many test as I could." he said out of breath
"Sam…how much pee do you think I can generate?"
"Baby, I just want to get the right answer."
"Sam…it's a pregnancy test not a midterm…" Mercedes shook her head as she grabbed all of the tests and made her way to the bathroom with Sam hot on her heels.
Mercedes stopped in front of the bathroom door, turned around and said "Is there a reason you're following me?"
"I wanna be there."
"Sam…"
"What? It isn't anything I haven't seen before, so on in, have a glass of water and do your thing. I'll be waiting.
10 minutes and 2 pregnancy test later
Mercedes and Sam sat in their idly in their bedroom, Mercedes on the bed, Sam in her vanity chair. Mercedes bit her top lip as she her mind raced with doubt about the future. She promised Sam that she wouldn't think about anything negative but how couldn't she when their daughter was taken from her? Was she supposed to be happy? Was she supposed to act like Mary Sunshine? Didn't she have the right to want to know what happen and why it happened to them? She needed answers. She wanted a baby so bad but not at the expense of her sanity. She knew that if she were in fact pregnant, she would be the biggest worrywart. The timer went off, signaling what could be another great moment in their life or just another disappointment.
Mercedes got up from her position on the bed and walked into the bathroom, walking to the counter, she looked up to the ceiling, sending a quick prayer up to god to give her a resolution. Mercedes took a deep breath and picked up the pregnancy test.
Sam sat at Mercedes vanity table biting his nails in anticipation. He saw Mercedes get up from the bed and walk into the bathroom but she hadn't returned or said a word and it started to worry him. He wanted another baby, he wanted a son he could call Sammy Jr. He wanted to hold it, he wanted to caress it, kiss it; just love it because at this point in his life all he could do was give love and he had a lot of love to give. He wasn't sure what Mercedes was feeling but he hoped that she wanted it just as much as him. In no way shape or form was this baby going to replace Annabelle but it would be nice to have another little one running around causing havoc. He needed that normality in his life; he needed that sense of comfort that came when a child hugs you tight and tells you they love you. Sam would never forget the moment he laid eyes on his daughter; she came barreling into the world with a loud scream that could be heard down the hall. After the doctors cleaned her up and handed her to him, he took one look at her giant green eyes and fell in love. He knew at that moment that he had found his purpose in life, in that moment nothing else mattered. He placed his finger in her tiny palm and she squeezed him with all her might, sending shock waves to his heart that radiated through his body. Nothing could ever take that feeling away.
Sam looked up as Mercedes came out of the bathroom with both pregnancy tests. Her face was unreadable so Sam wasn't sure what to think.
Taking a deep breath, Sam stood up from the vanity and said "Well, What do they say?"
ya still my friends? do you hate me? lol. what do you think the results are? do you think samcedes should have another baby? let me know what you guys think.
im working on chapter 6 now and the update for in too deep and bullets over broadway is on the way :-)
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