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~Mercedes's POV~ 2 weeks later
The first night in my brand-new apartment arrived with nightmares. Not being able to stay with Sam as much as I wanted, was killing it was the doctor's rule. 'You can only stay three times a week,' I remember he demanded. It was the doctors palace anyway. I was merely a peasant wanting to stay with my sick lover; no matter how metaphorical I get, he wasn't sick, he was in a coma. It was a disaster caused by man, intentional or not. I could almost recite the man's words perfectly - like a vicious cycle making its way around my head as quickly as it got in there in the first place. I knew it killed Finn to know he caused Sam's comatose state. He was the only one who could call 911, the only one not frozen in the horrific moment. The only one who hadn't lost it immediately.
Flash backs
"I killed him, oh my god. I killed him."
I almost didn't believe myself. My calm, controlled state as Sam was not even breathing. The only thing that disturbed me from the melancholy stare was my desire to punch mom in the face as she sprinted outside to Sam's side.
"Oh, hell to the no," I yanked her arm, forcing the older woman away from MY Sammy, "you don't get to care. You should've cared when we told you we were in love. You didn't care then. You don't get to care now."
"Mercedes, I do care. I'm his mother - and yours too."
"You might have adopted me," I spat, "but you're NOT my mother. Nor will you ever be."
Her hand struck me on my right cheek, stinging the cool tears on my face. My hand instinctively raised to my burning cheek as her face softened, "Oh god, Mercedes. Forgive me, I-"
I smacked her hand away - "No. Like I said, you don't get to care."
"MERCEDES, I DO CARE."
"Like hell you do. I don't have time to give any fucks about you right now."
And, with those words, I left my adopted mother in the yard with a shocked Finn as I climbed into the ambulance, squeezing Sam's hand.
Blinking subconsciously, tears stung in my eyes as I rolled to my side. The same side I would lie on when I was a scared child sleeping beside him 'till the storm clouds pass. Back then, mom would cuddle with Sam and I until the storms were over. Back when she cared. I would cut out my vocal chords just for her to care and to understand that Sam and I loved each other.
'For you, I would've done whatever,' Sam's angelic voice echoed through my head, "and I just can't believe we ain't together."
Suddenly jumping from the realization, I glared at my phone, Sam's rendition of 'Baby' being the ringtone. "Receiving a call from 'my so called mom."
My heart was saying "The rational thing to do at this point is just end the call. She can't bother you if you don't answer. Because you know it will hurt to much to hear the disappointment in her voice"
My mind was saying "Oh hell no, you're answering that damn phone. You can't smack that bitch up in person; you better make up for it in this conversation."
That being said, I dragged the arrow to the right.
"What do you want?" a groan escaped my lips.
"My family," she gave a whisper of defeat.
"You don't drag 'family' up the stairs. You don't slap 'family'. This isn't Jerry Springer."
"Mercy, please. Let's talk like grown-ups."
"I'm not a kid. I can talk how I damn well please."
All my so-called mother could do was sniffle as she exhaled shakily.
"Don't cry, mom."
"Why not? I've lost my kids. I have a bastard for an ex-husband. Sam's in a coma and my daughter hates my guts."
Guilt attacked and overcame my mind, a sea of overwhelming feels that not even Tumblr could manage, "I don't hate you. I'm not a hater. I don't do that you and dad divorced?" I asked
"I know you don't, but you HAVE strayed from the mindset that we raised you with since you were that tiny four year old who screamed for cookies and yes I filed for divorced 2 weeks ago"
"I'm 19, mom, not four -"
"That's not my point, Mercedes. I want my family back."
"I'm not dealing with 'dad' again," I whispered in disgust, "not ever again."
"You don't have to, Mercedes. I'm not calling on his behalf, but on mine. Hear me out."
Hints of any conversation dissolved as silence washed over both of us.
"Sunday. Me, you, Starbucks. You're buying," I giggled for the first time in weeks.
"Promise you'll be there?" laughing, she finally showed hope in her mellifluous voice.
"Pinky promise." I said as I raised my pinky to the phone. I hanging up the phone,my eyes closed for the final time that night as the gentle melody of my mother's humming drifted into my head.
Sunday got here and my mom welcomed me at Starbucks with a big hug and an even bigger smile. She had ordered my light caramel macchiato with extra whipped cream-
She read my mind. Seems she's always been good at that, I grinned. Returning the hug, I breathed out in relief, my arms yearning for her embrace, "I missed you, too, Mercedes."
We both shared a chuckle, and we took our seats respectively silent; only a moment of tranquility passed before I started, "Before we talk about Sam and me, I think I owe you an apology."
Her face filled with shock. I sighed.
"I have to swallow my pride on this one," I agreed, "I shouldn't have acted that way towards you. I should've been faster to forgive than I was to snap."
Little Mercedes nodded approvingly.
"I'm sorry, too, y'know," she started, but I interrupted her, "I know, mom. It's not like we eased you into the whole situation. Not by any means."
She smiled and laughed, "Seeing you two sharing something like that, it scared me. Never had I ever, y'know? Your father shouldn't have went over board by kicking you out".
"Mom, I don't really give two flying fucks about what he thinks," My voice rose with anger, "he lost that right when he cheated on you."
"I agree," she sighed, "I know that now."
"Mom, I can't help how I feel about Sam, and I hope you can one day understand that he means everything to me. I hope you can accept us as we are, mom. We still love you,"
We sat there in silence for a while mom being the one to break the silence
"Mercy, I kind of figured you guys were falling for each other; I just didn't want to face it," She said as she looked into her lap.
"What do you mean by that?" I said in shock.
She took a deep breath and started talking, "Well. Remember when your ex-boyfriend cheated on you, and you wouldn't talk to anyone for days."
All I could do is nod, remembering that atrocious day of walking in on my ex-boyfriend cheating on me with some blonde cheerleader named Kitty. What kind of fucked up name is that?
"Well, I remember Sam being the only one to get you out of your room, and I walked in on you guys cuddling on the coach. Mercy, the way you guys were holding and looking at each other is the same way your father and I used to look at each other when we were in love."
"So, why didn't you say anything then," I said drinking my coffee, shocked that she noticed that the feelings were there, even when we didn't.
"I-I just didn't want to face the fact that my kids were falling for each other. I mean you guys were raised to be brother and sister. I thought maybe I was looking to much into it, but looks like I was wrong!" she said looking into my eyes.
"So, how are you feeling about all this now?" I interrogated.
"Well, I'd be lying if I said it didn't disturb me just a little," she replied as she took a long sip of her coffee, "but I will learn to deal with it because I'd rather have you guys in my life as a couple than not at all."
"Oh, mom," I said as I got up to give her a hug, "thank you for trying to understand."
"I can't promise you anything, but I am willing to try, Mercy. However, you do know you guys have to meet me halfway..?"
All I could do was nod. We sat back down to finish talking and catching up like old times. We talked about Sam, and I even asked if she would like to stay with me so she wouldn't be by herself. Two hours passed by and we were making our way out of the restaurant. Mom forgot her purse, so she went back to go get it. I told her I would meet her out at the car. As I was walking toward the door, I bumped into a tall, scrawny blonde.
"Oh, god, I am so sorr-" I started to say until I realized that I just bumped into Quinn, who was with Brittany.
"Omg MERCY!" Said Brittany as she came to give me a hug "I haven't seen you in over a year. I heard about Sam, I am so sorry! Santana and I are going to go see him, when Santana flies in from New York tonight!"
I started to say something but, was rudely interrupted by Quinn
"Honestly, Mercy, didn't your parents teach you to watch where you're going?" she said with that 'Head Bitch In Charge'-smile.
Rolling my eyes "Well, didn't your parents teach you not to open your legs to every damn guy with a dick?" I spat."Oh, that's right. They didn't, and that's why you got knocked up and ended up giving up your baby. Oh, and by the way, Beth is doing fine. Got to see her three months ago when I went over to Puck's. Such a shame that Shelby doesn't want you around Beth." I said smiling, knowing that would get to her.
The more I talked, the madder Quinn looked like she was getting. I was throwing truth bombs with no fucks to give.
"hmmm, I wonder why that is Quinn" I said as I started to circle her. "OH, That's right because you're a lying, two faced, back stabbing, I have to sleep with every guy that tells me I am pretty little SLUT!"
"Why, you bitch!" she said with Rage
I Smiled and said "Sorry, Quinn, you burned Sam, so sorry if I have no sympathy for you. Oh, and tell Finn thanks for running him down. Not only did he help you cheat on Sam, he ran him over. So thanks to your Jolly Green Giant of a boyfriend. Sam might die, I'm still pissed off that the judge ruled it as accidental. But hey you know what I think dealing with your ass on a daily bases is punishing enough" I said, crossing my arms.
"Well, Sam was the dumb ass that was just standing in the road. If you ask me, he deserved it," She spat, knowing that would piss me off.
I swung my arm back and came back forcefully across the bitch's face.
"GUESS WHAT QUINN NO ONE ASKED YOU and don't you EVER, EVER say that about Sam. He was too good for your ass. He loved you, and you broke his heart, you heartless BITCH!" I said with tears in my eyes, not noticing everyone was staring at us.
Walking close enough that she was literally in my face, she said "Well you know I may be a heartless bitch, But at least I am not going to hell for fucking my own brother and then going to run away with him. you disgusting bitch".
"Quinn get the fuck out of my face before I make you regret what you just said to me" I said trying to keep my cool.
"Come on guys, now is not the time" Said Brittany trying to defuse the situation.
"SHUT UP BRITTANY" we said at the same time
Quinn Shoved me, and the next thing I knew, we were rolling around on the floor scratching and clawing at each other. I rolled on top of Quinn Punching her in the face.
"GET OFF ME YOU PSYCHO" Screamed Quinn
"STOP THE VIOLENCE" said Brittany in shocked that this was happening right in front of her.
Looking up at Brittany, I suddenly felt Quinn fist connecting to my jaw.
Feeling the pain in my jaw, I went to punch Quinn in the face. But before I could, I felt two strong arms picking me up off of a crying raged Quinn. She was trying to get up. But before she could, the guy swung me around and I started kicking and ended up kicking Quinn in the face.
Once I was put down on my feet, I turned to see that it was Puck!
"Mercy What the hell are you doing?, you know Sam would be pissed if he knew, you were fighting like this" Puck said as he was trying to help Quinn up.
"Alright guys show is over go back to doing whatever the hell you were doing" Puck said while he was shooing everyone away.
"What the hell is going on" Puck said looking between Quinn and I "You know what I don't even want to know. I got to go back to the HOSPITAL, Where you need to be Mercy!" Puck said as he picked up his coffee.
Before leaving he gave me a half of a hug and whispered in my ear and said "You know she is NOT worth this, she is a heartless bitch who doesn't care about anyone but herself. She is only saying shit to piss you off. Remember who is more important here". Puck kissed me on my cheek "I will see you at the hospital". I nodded.
He smiled and turn to look at Quinn and give her a dirty smile and said "Quinn, you are looking lovely as ever".
Walking away he stopped and turned to look at Quinn, "oh and Quinn you might want to put your man Finn on lock down Seen him flirting with Sugar, at school the other day. I guess he is a "hit it and quit it" kind of guy!" He smiled knowing he just added fuel to the fire and walked away before Quinn could respond.
Wanting to get away from the drama "HEY Puck Wait up, I'm going to go ahead and go to the hospital with you! Lord tubbington would kill me if I didn't go see his favorite Blonde now. I will just wait for Santana there" said Brittany
Before leaving Brittany turned to look at me and said "Mercy, I ship you and Sam, yea it seems wrong. But hey people do wrong things all the time. Look at lord tubbington, he knows it's wrong to do the dishes while naked but he does it anyways. You guys are not really related so, its not as disgusting as people is making it to be." She said side eyeing Quinn. Then looked at me "Besides we all knew it was going to happen. Well Santana called it first. Can't wait to tell her that she was right". With that she smiled and kissed me on my cheek and walked away.
A shocked Quinn turned to give me the most hateful look I have ever seen her give. But before Quinn could say anything else, mom popped up.
"Mercy, what's all the screaming about?" she said as she walked over to my side to see a crying Quinn holding her bloody face. She turned to look at my messy hair and my bloody nose where Quinn took a cheap shot and punched me.
Breaking the silences
"Y-y-your daughter j-j-just attacked m-me for n-n-o reason!" said a raging Quinn.
"Mom, I..." I started to say, but was interrupted as she put her hand up to stop me.
Mom handed Quinn and I both a napkin to whip our bloody faces mom "Well, Quinn, I know MY daughter would never hit someone without a good reason. Besides, you're lucky that she was the one that attacked you and not me. Especially after you cheated on Sam. and now you attacked me daughter. So, I suggest you get out of here"
With that Quinn slowly backed up and said "I got to go call Finn anyways. It was a pleasure seeing you again Mrs. Evans" she turned slowly to walk out the door.
I high-fived my mom, and she gave me a big hug and whispered, "No one messes with my kids."
"Now, let's go get you cleaned up, so we can go see our Sammy," she said, breaking the hug as she grabbed my hand. For the first time, I had a feeling in my heart that things would look up for us all. I had my mom back; we could only hope God gave me Sammy back, too.
woah this was a long and hard chapter to write! Did you like the reunion between Mercedes and Sam's mom? So what did you guys thank about the confrontation/girl fight between Quinn and Mercedes? Did you like how I threw Brittany in there. Will Sam wake up from the coma? Please go review and tell me what you think!
