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Urm, about Artie, no he's not on a wheelchair in this one!
S.O.S tomorrow, at 11 at the Coffee Shop.
That was the text Mercedes sent to Tina, and Sam had sent to Artie on the Friday night after the ... the incident. The whole week was spent with Mercedes avoiding Sam, making up some excuse or another when Tina or Artie asked her to go and check in on Sam.
"I overslept."
"Period Pains."
"Hold up in traffic."
Etcetera, etcetera.
But Mercedes knew she needed to talk to someone about it. She couldn't just brush it off. Why did Sam ... kiss her for? What was he thinking? Deep inside, she would admit, she was left breathless by that kiss. It stirred something deep within her. But she couldn't dwell on that feeling: her broken hearted best mate whose girlfriend cheated on him had kissed her, which was a more pressing issue. And who better to talk to, than her best mate, Tina? Mercedes knew she wouldn't judge her, but despite that, she still had an uneasy feeling growing in the pit of her stomach.
By 11, Mercedes had reached the coffee shop. It was their hangout area, there SOS meeting place if something happened. She sat down at the back of the coffee shop, a table for 2, waiting for Tina to come. But obviously, because she was Tina Cohen – Chang, she arrived half an hour later.
"I'M SO SORRY! I got held up-"Tina huffed and panted, taking a seat on her chair.
"Sam kissed me."
There was no point beating round the bush, it would be best to just come out with it.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the coffee shop, Sam couldn't even look Artie in the eye, never mind blurt out the truth.
"Dude, I've been sat here for half an hour, waiting for you to speak. OUT WITH IT!" Artie spoke, frustrated.
"I .. urm ..-" Sam began.
"Oh we're not repeating this cycle again. You'll start off with your urms, then your aahs, then you'll rub the back of your neck, then you'll look around the whole coffee shop but me, and then take a massive sigh, and look down at the table again."
...
"Right that's it. I'm leaving!" Artie stood up.
"WAIT NO PLEASE! Sit down. Please! I ... I ... its complicated man." Sam pleaded.
"What is it? It can't be as complicated as you figuring out that Quinn cheated on you."
"Its ... its ... I ... I k- ..."
"You ... K- K ... You KILL someone?!" Artie spoke, eyes wide open.
"NOO! You fool. I ..." Sam took a deep breath in. He had to say it. "I kissed Mercedes."
Artie splat out his coffee, choking at it, all over. Did he ... did he just hear that?
"You .. kissed ... Mercedes? Our Mercedes?"
"Y- Yeah ... our Mercedes." Sam muttered, covering his face with his hands. Hell was going to break loose, any second now.
"Hold on ... I don't understand, we left, you fed him, you guys had a "moment", you stood up to leave, and he pushes you against the wall and snogs your face off?" Tina yelled.
"Would you KEEP you quiet? SHHH!" Mercedes kicked Tina's foot.
"He .. what? HOW? I –" Tina couldn't even form a proper sentence.
"Exactly! That's what I'm thinking. That's why I've been avoiding him for the whole week. It's ... I can't even FACE him!" Mercedes spoke, head held in her hands.
"Bro? Why the fuck would you DO that?" Artie couldn't understand, no logical reason was making sense to him.
"I dunno ... it just ... we had a moment, and yeah ... something, something clicked, as though the whole world finally made sense to me, and ... yeah ... I ... I just kissed her." Sam recalled.
"Kiss her, or snog her?"
"It started off as a kiss, and then .. yeah, then it became kinda hot .. and then ... yh ..."
"So ... you just go round kissing people who put some sense into you? I've been doing that my whole life, thank god you haven't kissed me."
"This really isn't funny you know!"
"It kinda is ya know ... considering you where acting like a cry baby because Quinn left you, and what do you know? You go and kiss Mercedes."
"She ... she made me feel okay again. It was nice ya know, forgetting all about that heartache and misery, and just laughing with her. And that kiss was actually ... pretty epic. Even Quinn never kissed me like that, come to think of it ..."
"HOLD it there. TMI ... Wait, did she kiss you back?"
"I ... At first, I didn't even know how to react. I just ... I stood there, shell shocked! But then ... then, I don't know ... some weird feeling ran through my whole body and ... I ... I gave in. I kissed him back." Mercedes bowed her head down.
"You ashamed? I mean, you regret it?" Tina spoke, reaching out and holding Mercedes' hand.
"I ... honestly ... It felt ... kinda nice. Like, yeah. It felt right. But ..."
"But ..." Tina urged her to go on.
"I shouldn't have kissed him back. It was wrong for me to. I feel like I ... I dunno, took advantage. God knows how Sam must be feeling."
"Only SAM knows how he's feeling. He's the one that kissed you first though." Tina reassured Mercedes.
"I ... In that moment, I forgot everything. All I knew in that second was ... I wanted to kiss her. I really, really wanted to just ... kiss her. I mean, she was standing there, I had my opportunity, and I just took it." Sam smiled back at the memory.
"Yeah, for you it might be all fine and dandy. But what about how she must be feeling. She must be distraught and feeling so guilty. And here you are, not even bothered." Artie flicked Sam's ear. To be honest, Artie didn't know how to feel. Should he be pissed because it was wrong or happy because it was Mercedes, someone who would never hurt anyone?
"OWW! You jerk! Well, she kissed me back ya know."
"What if she's feeling like you used her?" Artie spoke, seriously this time.
Sam took a deep breath in. He had his answer prepared for this question. He always had.
"I'd never do that to her. She means too much to me for me to even think of doing that to her."
"I say, you 2 talk it between yourselves. You can't go on avoiding him Mercedes." Tina suggested.
"Tell her that you're not gonna hurt her. That you're not using her. I swear if you even THINK of hurting her ... I WILL kill you." Artie warned Sam.
"Don't worry, you know I'm here if you wanna talk about anything, okay?"
"Yeah ..." .
A few minutes later, after finishing of breakfast, all 4 of them decided to leave. That was until ... they all bumped into each other.
"OH! HEY gorgeous! You never told me you were coming here!" Artie hugged Tina, and pecked her lips.
"You never told me YOU were coming here!"
"Sam and I just wanted some bro time. I'm guessing you and Mercy wanted girl time?"
Tina nodded firmly in return, as Sam and Mercedes looked anywhere but at each other. God, could it get ANY more awkward than this?
"Well urm, how about I take you out?" Artie asked Tina, and before she could reply, Artie turned around and hugged Sam, eyeing him and giving him the "do what I told you to do" look. Tina only just had to look at Mercedes, and they both understood.
Tina and Artie linked hands, and hadn't even walked 2 steps away, before whispering to each other.
"Did you hear?"
"About them 2?"
"YEAH! They kissed!"
"I can't believe it! Sam better not hurt Mercedes; otherwise I will LOOSE my shit!"
"Don't worry baby girl, I've already warned him about that. It's best to just leave them 2, and let them figure it out for themselves."
After standing around awkwardly for god knows how long, Mercedes turned around and began heading off home. She needed time to take everything Tina just said in.
"Mercedes! Mercy! Wait up!" Sam ran after her. He figured, if they should talk, then now would be better than later. He didn't want awkward with Mercedes.
Mercedes stopped in her tracks, knowing full well she shouldn't have, but she had grown so used, so accustomed to Sam calling her out like that since high school days, that it had become second nature for her body to just act on it own accord, and stop.
"Urm ... Hey!" Sam beamed down at her.
"Hey ..." Mercedes responded, clearing her throat, glancing down.
Be casual, don't freak her out ... "Urm .. I haven't seen you all week ... did something happen?" Sam asked.
OH! So now he's gonna play DUMB with me! ... "Erm ... I just .. my .. my ..."
"Your ..."
Shit! Think of something! QUICK! ... "My .. car! Yeah urm. My car broke down!"
Then how come Artie and Tina said something different? Even then, she could have taken a cab, bus or walked it... "Oh .. I see. Urm ... is it .. okay now?"
Oh thank God he fell for it! "Yeah ... yeah, it's ... its fine now!" Mercedes plastered on a smile, swinging her arms from side to side.
She doesn't even know how to lie! ... "That's good ... urm, so .. you doing anything now?"
"Actually I urm –"
I'm not buying ANYTHING you say! ... "Great! You can come over to my place; we'll watch a movie or something! Come on, let's go!"
WHAT?! NO NO NOOO!
Mercedes couldn't even properly respond before Sam took her hand and clasped it in his, weaving their fingers together, as they walked back to his place.
Oh lord! Why does this feel so weird for? He's held my hand before ... why the fuck do I feel so nervous and paranoid for? Oh my god, why's everyone staring for?! Why is he so damn stubborn?! Mercedes was panicking from the inside, swallowing hard.
Meanwhile Sam was just casually walking as though nothing had happened. Nothing HAD happened though ... he was just holding Mercedes' hand, that's it.
Finally, arriving at Sam's apartment, Mercedes pulled her hand away from Sam's, and rushed over to the DVD area of the lounge. Anything to get away from .. from him.
"Avatar." Sam simple yelled from the other side of the room.
"What? NOO! We are NOT watching that again."
"My house. My rules."
Mercedes stopped scanning through the DVDs at that. Why did she feel that a completely different meaning lay underneath that? Brushing it aside, she sighed and pulled out Avatar, as Sam got the popcorn ready.
DVD in, popcorn on the coffee table, big blanket to wrap up in. Everything was set as it usually would be. But one thing wasn't right.
Mercedes was sitting all the way on the other end of the sofa, instead on cuddling up next to Sam, where she should be, as they normally would be whilst watching a movie.
"Come here Mercy! I need my cuddle girl!" Sam smiled at her arms outstretched.
"No ... No I'm fine here ..." Mercedes ushered. Distance, that's what they needed.
Sam was having none of that, he leaned forward, and yanked Mercedes by her arm, pulling her flush against him her head buried in Sam's chest, as he spread the blanket over them.
"NOW where fine." Sam winked at her, grabbing the remote control and pressing play.
At first, it was okay, they both were just eating popcorn, watching the movie, like old times, with Sam doing his impressions, and Mercedes laughing at him. It was normal again. But then ...
Sam really couldn't stop himself. Her hair just smelt so damn good, as he inhaled the scent in, and kissed her hair. Mercedes clutched onto Sam's t-shirt. That kiss lead onto kisses being peppered along her forehead, down the side of her face, her cheeks. Sam lifted his hand, and brushed her hair away, behind her ear , and every so gently, bit her ear, before sucking the pain away.
No .. . This is what Mercedes feared, this shouldn't be happening ... No matter how ... uh ... right it felt, it was wrong. She tried distancing herself away, but Sam's arm around her waist kept her there.
"S – S ... Sam..." She whispered.
"Mhmmm ..." he hummed into her ear, leaving open mouth kisses behind her ear, his hot breath making her shudder.
"The ... the mov- Oh!" There. He's found it. That spot. Her weakness. She shouldn't have gasped. She shouldn't have moaned. But she did, and that was Sam's go ahead sign.
Kiss, lick, suck, nip was Sam's ongoing cycle, as he went south, down to her jaw line, then the crook of her neck, like a vacuum, leaving trails of marks as he made his journey to her shoulder.
Sam couldn't stop himself, she was like a fire, and he a moth, just being attracted to her, and he wasn't going to stop.
"Sam .. Sam ... please ..." Mercedes whispered again.
"Shhh ..."
Sam placed his finger on her lips. Those lips ... the ones he'd been dreaming of every night since after that kiss. Gradually, he laid Mercedes down, underneath him, as he moved to lie on top of her, the blanket trapping them both. He placed both his hands on either side of Mercedes head, and gazed down at her.
Something in Sam's eyes, the way he was looking at Mercedes right now told her it was right. That for this moment, nothing mattered. It was just him and her, and no one and nothing else. They were wrapped up, away from the world, away from any worry. She steadied her breath, and wrapped her arms around Sam's neck, pulling him down, and tenderly kissed his lips.
Secretly, she'd been missing the feel of his lips for the whole week, and now that they were on hers, she couldn't, and didn't stop herself. Weaving her fingers, and stroking his hair, she deepened the kiss, tongues mingling, breathing ragged, but not wanting to pull away.
Sam shifted his hand onto her neck, peeling his lips away from hers. He heard her whimper, and he chuckled.
"Missed me?" He asked, rubbing his nose against hers.
"So much ..." Mercedes replied back.
"Really, your car broke down? Artie and Tina seemed to have told me something completely different though?"
"I ... whatever. Put those lips of yours to some use, and stop talking."
"What would you like them to do, baby?"
"Kiss me ..."
He didn't need to be told twice. Sam ran his lips down the other side of her neck, kissing her, feeling her, making her whisper and moan his name again and again. God, that in itself was doing something to him.
"You really don't know what effect you have on me, do you?" He asked, his eyes a darker green.
"Meaning ..."
Sam ground his rock hard erection into her groin, making Mercedes lean her head back, and exposing her throat, that Sam, began to give his special treatment to.
"Oh my god ... Sam ..." Mercedes was breathing harsher now, and tugged Sam's hair so she could crash her lips on his again, kissing the life out him, before letting Sam taste his own medicine, as she attached her lips onto his neck.
"Mercy ... Mercy ... oh that feels so good ... shit ..." Sam groaned. Mercedes was making him feel something he had never felt before, not even with Quinn. Hell, she compared nothing to Mercedes.
"Baby ... stop ..." Sam began, placing his finger under chin.
"Why?"
"'Cos if you don't, I won't be able to control myself. I don't wanna rush ..."
"I ... okay .." Mercedes glanced down, pouting.
"Hey ... " Sam lifted her chin, making her look at him. "You're so beautiful ..." he whispered, emphasising each word, and sealed it with a slow but still breath taking kiss on Mercedes lips.
And there we have it!
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