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"Sooo ... this one or this one?"
"Urmm ... that one! You suit grey, Tina."
"And this one ... YES. Red looks so beautiful on you!"
"So, did you talk to him then?"
Shit.
Tina and Mercedes decided to spend their Saturday going shopping, away from Artie and Sam. Tina felt they both needed one on one girl time, this time WITHOUT Artie and Sam near them. Everything was going smoothly, they were both shopping for some new dresses, until Tina had to bring THAT up.
"Well answer me ... did you talk to him or not?" Tina spoke, walking up to Mercedes and placing a hand on her shoulder, urging her to look.
"I .. urm ... well ..." Mercedes began, looking anywhere but at Tina.
"Go on ..."
"After you and Artie left ... urm ... the coffee shop ..."
"That was a week ago, yes, carry on." Tina eyed Mercedes suspiciously.
"Yh ... urm, a week ago. Sam ... well, he asked me to come over to his place ..."
"Riiight ... carry on ..."
"To watch a movie." Mercedes exhaled the breath she was holding in for so long.
"But you guys DID talk, right?"
"..."
"RIGHT?!" Tina yelled, whilst shaking Mercedes.
"Sorta ..."
"SORT of?!"
"OKAY WE DIDN'T. OKAY?"
"Then what DID you do? And tell me the truth!" Tina lowered her voice and spoke through gritted teeth.
"We urm ... kissed ..." Mercedes glanced down.
"AGAIN?!"
"Again and again ..."Mercedes whispered.
"You guys MADE OUT?! ... Despite what I told you to do, which was TALK, you guys snogged each other's faces off?!"
Mercedes bowed her head in shame.
"I .."
"NO. Now YOU will listen to what I say, and DO as I tell you to do."
Tina linked her arm in Mercedes', and began to walk to the cashier to pay for their dresses.
"After we finish up with this, you're gonna go home, call Sam over to your house, and making SURE you keep atleast a 2 feet distance from him, you're gonna talk to him. And if HE even THINKS of coming near you, you will back away."
They both quickly paid for their dresses, and walked out of the shop.
Mercedes could feel the sting of tears forming in her eyes. NO. She wasn't about to cry. What Tina was saying was correct, she had to do this. But that meant pushing down that .. that attraction she had for Sam. Each day, it would be escalating. He was in her dreams, in her thoughts ... she couldn't stop this .. this growing feeling.
And it was a feeling she enjoyed. A feeling, that when she sensed it, she would automatically start smiling, and what would be a bad day would take a 180. She'd wake up thinking about him, and go sleep thinking about him. It was spine tingling sensation, one that when she sensed, her heartbeat would increase involuntarily. Throughout the past week or so, their conversations could be depicted as flirtatious, teasing, and a whole lot of giggling and grinning. She basked this new feeling, she loved the warmth and joy it bought to her ... and now Tina was asking for her to give up, which ultimately made those damn tears she was trying her best to not fall, finally fell on her cheeks.
"D-D .. Do you not like the idea or Sam and me being together?" Mercedes had to ask.
Tina stood in her tracks and froze. She turned around and saw the pools of tears spilling from Mercedes face.
"Oh my ... Mercy!" Tina ran up to her and engulfed her into a hug, not caring that they were standing in the mall with people coming to and fro.
"Noo ... Mercy, I didn't mean that. You know, nothing would please me more than to see you and Sam together with each other."
Mercedes continued balling, and held onto Tina for dear life.
"Hey ... I love you, you know that. I only wish the entire world's happiness for you, and if that is with Sam, then it is with Sam. You and Sam make an absolutely beautiful and sexy couple."
At that, Mercedes let out a small giggle, and sniffed. She knew deep down inside, Tina wanted nothing but the best for her.
"Mercy, I just don't want to see you hurt, or you to rush into anything that will end up in heartbreak. I love both you and Sam, and if Artie was here, even he'd say the same thing."
Tina backed away from the embrace, and wiped the tears of Mercedes' face, and held her hands.
"Sam only just got out of a relationship with Quinn, and he may not even be fully over her yet, no matter how much he shows he is. I just don't want him and you going into this new relationship with past feelings still present and fresh, because it's only going to end up breaking both your hearts. If Sam really wants you, and if he is truly over Quinn, then let him work hard like a man to get you in his arms. Show him that you're not just some rebound girl, let him earn you. Allow him to show you the extent he will go to just to get you. Give him some time, and give yourself some time. If both of you are destined to be together, believe me, the whole universe could try and split you apart, but you both will find your way back to each other. You get what I'm trying to say to you, right?"
"Yes ... yes, I do. Thanks so much, Tina. I'll talk to Sam as soon as I get home." Mercedes sniffed once more, and smiled.
"That's my girl. And trust me when I say that it's already been written in your fate who it is that you're going to spend the rest of your life with. If that's Sam, then it is Sam. Come on, let's get you home."
Tina pulled up outside Mercedes' apartment, and immediately pulled Mercedes' hand into hers.
"You are ready, right?" Tina asked, warily.
Mercedes breathed in heavily, shrugging off all the nerves inside her.
"Yes .. yes, I am."
"Okay ... don't worry okay. And if you wanna talk, I'm just a name call away."
Mercedes nodded firmly. They both shared one last longing look, before Mercedes made her way to her apartment.
There was no point trying to delay the inevitable, what had to be done, had to be done.
Opening the door to her condo, she closed it and dropped her keys in the bowl on the side table, and hastily made her way to her room. Dropping her bags inside her wardrobe, she pulled out a pair of black sweats and a red off the shoulder top. Ridding herself of her clothes and tying her hair in a messy bun, she stepped in and showered, allowing the warm water to relax her before she had the talk that could ... potentially, be make or break.
After finishing with her shower, she let her hair down and brushed it, applied no makeup whatsoever in fear that by the end of her talk with Sam, she would end up in tears anyway. Spraying deodorant, she glanced at herself one last time in the mirror and picked up her phone, making her way out of her bedroom.
Text him, or call him? ... No, text him. If I call him, I'll just end up crying hearing his voice or he'll know something's up.
Can you come over to my place ASAP. I need to talk you to, Kinda urgent. X
Not even 30 seconds later, her phone buzzed. It was at text from Sam.
Everything okay baby? I'll just be on my way. Be there in 10. X
FUCK.
10 minutes ... 10 minutes turned into 7, turned into 4, turned into 1 ... and there it rang, the doorbell.
Steadying her breath, she placed her phone onto the table, and swallowed hard.
This was it; there was no going back now.
Mercedes made her way to the door, and opened it. There stood Sam, with a worried expression first, which then turned into one of relief as he smiled, and stepped in, closing the door and engulfing Mercedes in a hug.
"Oh my god ... Mercy, you're okay! I thought something happened to you. Baby, you're okay, right?" Sam asked as he let go of her and cupped her face in his hand, and pressed a kiss to her forehead, glancing at her every feature to make sure she was fine, before taking her into a hug again.
Beneath, Mercedes could hear Sam's heartbeat, hammering, pacing.
He really cares about me so much?
That automatically watered her eyes, and she let out a smile at that thought.
No, stop it Sam. You can't do this. You can't be so nice to me right now. I'm ... I'm gonna break your heart, that same heart that's beating so fast in worry of me right now. I'm such a terrible person.
But then she remembered Tina's words ... her source of confidence and encouragement. She blinked a few times to allow the tears to go away, before stepping out of Sam's embrace. She held his hand and guided him to sit down on the sofa.
"What is it Mercy? You didn't answer my question ..." Sam began to grow worried again.
"I ... I'm fine. I just had to talk to you about something."
"Go on, what is it about, baby? I'm listening."
Don't call me baby, Sam, please. I'll just end up breaking down ...
"I ... urm." Mercedes voice wavered. She cleared her throat, and tried again, but that didn't go unnoticed by Sam.
"Mercedes ... speak to me. What is it?" Sam reached out and grabbed Mercedes#' hands in hers.
"It's ... about us." Mercedes glanced down.
"What about us?" Sam's voice suddenly changed.
"You and me ... and ..." Mercedes breathed in. She couldn't keep it in any longer. She couldn't keep hurting herself like this, and she couldn't leave Sam hanging either.
"I can't do it anymore." She finally spoke, and stood up.
Sam sat there, eyes wide. Was Mercedes referring to ...?
"W-w ... wha-"Sam couldn't even speak.
"Us ... I can't do it. Can we just .. please, go back to being what we were before ... friends?" Mercedes asked, her back turned to Sam. She couldn't let Sam know how weak she was at this point, how much is was paining, hurting, and killing her from inside and out in breaking Sam's heart.
"Mer ... Mercy .. is it something ... something I did? Did I so something wrong?" Sam asked, his voice like a helpless child's, cutting Mercedes' courage.
Oh baby! No ... no, it ... I wish I could explain to you ...
"Sam ... I think it'll just be the best for both of us if we go back to the way things were ..."
Tears trailed down Sam's cheeks. His heart hadn't even hurt this bad when Quinn had left. Right now, it felt as though he was being slit open and his heart was being taken from him.
Why was Mercedes doing this? No, he needed an answer from her. She had to answer his questions. He wasn't going to let Mercedes go just like that.
Sam wiped his tears with the back of his hand, and spun Mercedes around, bringing her flush against his body. She could wriggle and shift and push Sam away all she wanted to from his death grip on her, but he only proved stronger.
"Look at me Mercy ..."
"Sam ... let go of me .. please"
"LOOK at me ..."
"Sam, you're hurting me, please ..."
"And what about me? What about the pain I'm going through? Why do you not want us to happen? What's stopping you?"
"Sam, move .. please ..."
"NO!" Sam yelled, anger seething from him, as he shook Mercedes and bought her so close, that their lips where mere inches away from each other.
"Quinn left me, but it didn't hurt me as much as this is. Why? Because she wasn't, isn't and will never be you. You mean more to me than anything in this world. Mercedes, you're not just by best friend, you're the girl I've been dreaming off for the past 2 weeks when I should really be getting over Quinn." Sam spoke, his voice low and ever so quiet.
Mercedes stood stunned, shock dispersing in her every vein. She tried to look away, but Sam's finger under her chin would only draw her back into looking in them emerald green eyes that had overpowered her.
"So tell me Mercedes, when I whisper in your ear, do you not feel anything?" Sam asked, as he whispered.
Mercedes body worked on its own account, as it shivered under his breath, no matter how much she tried telling herself to stop.
"N – No ... I don't" she replied, trying to keep her voice stern.
"Is that so? And when I kiss your forehead, and leave kisses down, on your cheeks and rub my nose against yours, you still don't feel anything?" Sam asked, once again, kissing his way along.
Stop it Sam ... please ...
"I feel nothing ..." Mercedes squeaked in reply, her breath hitching from the contact.
"Nothing at all? So when I kiss THAT spot on your neck, you still don't feel anything?" Sam asked, trailing his fingers along Mercedes shoulders, as he moved her hair to one side, and sucked, kissed, bit and licked her neck.
"Sam ..." Mercedes tried her best to not moan, but she couldn't help whimpering and moaning out his name.
"And when I kiss you ... when I kiss those beautiful lips of yours do you still feel nothing?" Sam whispered again, looking right into Mercedes' eyes.
"Sam, YOU CAN'T DO THAT TO ME!" Mercedes finally yelled, pushing away Sam with all her might. "Don't you get it? I can't be with you means, I can't be with you! How do I know whether I'm some rebound for you or not? How can I be sure that you really want me? How do I know you won't end up breaking my heart? How will I know that you won't leave me once you get bored of me? How can I believe that YOU'RE the one for me?" Mercedes finally stopped, her breath ragged, tears flowing free.
No ... why did I cry for? I wasn't supposed to dammit! Now he knows that I want him! He knows I'm weak ... WHY?!
Sam stood there, finally relieved that he got it out of Mercedes. He slowly began smirking, as he understood what Mercedes wanted. She wanted for him to pursue her. She wanted him to be a man, and get her, the right way. He understood why Mercedes would want that, she was deep down, unsure, and it was now up to him to get rid of it.
If she wanted to play cat and mouse, then let the games begin.
"Why are you smirking Sam? This isn't funny." Mercedes spoke, seething. How dare he find this amusing.
"Oh, I don't find it funny. You just have a weird in way in telling me what you really want, but I get it." Sam slowly strode towards Mercedes, now, more confident than ever.
"The lady of my dreams wants me to come and get her like a prince in shining armour, riding on a horse. I can't promise you that I'll be a prince, or be a knight in shining armour, or that I'll come on a horse ... but I promise you one thing, my lady ..."
Sam wrapped his arms around Mercedes waist, and pulled her towards him.
"I promise you ... that I'm coming to get you ... Be ready, Mercedes." Sam whispered, drawing his lips closer to Mercedes.
"How can you be so sure that I want you?2 Mercedes asked, still annoyed, but aroused.
"Allow me to do one last thing before I go?" Sam asked her permission.
"What is it?"
Sam crashed his lips on Mercedes', drawing her closer than ever to him, as he nibbled and sucked on her bottom lip, and entered his tongue into her mouth. She resisted. She tried her damn hardest, but she fell weak, and moaned into Sam's mouth.
That was all Sam needed, before he pulled away, and let her go, hanging halfway, with lust and longing clear in her eyes.
WHAT DID HE JUST DO?!
"How dare you Sam?!" Mercedes shrieked.
"Oh, dare me further Mercedes, and I'll do it." Sam headed for the door, but turned around.
"And one more thing, you can't lie to me Mercedes, because you're a terrible liar. I know exactly how you react when I touch or kiss you, so don't try denying it."
He smirked one more time at her.
"I'm coming to get you Mercedes, I'm coming to get back what is mine."
And with a wink, he left, leaving Mercedes in a state of bewilderment.
AND THERE WE HAVE IT!
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