A/N: introducing an OC in my story.. Her name is Gwen. I hope you like her. Also I know people might be mad at me for what happens in this, but there is more to come! Sorry for spelling/grammar mistakes! Onto the chapter!

Stevie went to school the next day, it was his last days of being a senior at his high school and he was actually glad to be leaving everything behind. Now that he knew he had a destiny everything here seemed small. Stevie went to his locker where his best friend- Gwen was waiting for him. He met Gwen in ninth grade and they have inseparable since. She was a total nerd and he was a jock but they never let the high school hierarchy keep them away from eachother. She was nice beautiful black girl who talked to him when he still had braces and pimples. She saw him when he was invisible, and Stevie would always love her for that.

"Gwen bear!" Stevie said to his friend.

"Stevie!" Gwen hugged him tightly and smiled. No one called him Stevie in school except her. Stevie was too cool for that. But Gwen saw past it all.

"How it's hanging bear?" Stevie asked opening his locker.

"It's fine... You haven't been to school in three days so I took the liberty of jotting down your homework, since we are in the same classes." the tall brownskinned girl handed him her notepad and Stevie gave it back to her.

"Gwen, I told you, you don't have to do those things for me..."

"I know! I know! Save me the long speech about how we are equals and take the damn notepad." Stevie eyed her but took the notepad anyway.

"Thanks bear." Stevie smiled in her hazel eyes.

"You're welcome... Now I have a serious inquiry I would like to discuss with you." Gwen said.

"Ok... What's up?" Stevie and Gwen started to walk down the halls together and Stevie said hi to almost everyone in school.

"I wanted to know if... You wanted to go to prom with me?" Gwen said shyly.

"Prom? Gwen I thought you were going with that big guy... What's his name Shane?"

Gwen bit her lip, "Umm no... I asked him but Shane nervously just said I wasn't his type. I guess tall, nerdy and odd isn't really anyone type though..."

"Gwen don't say that..." Stevie said taking her hands.

"Why not? It's true. I'm invisible. We've been friends for what? Four years and never once has any guy at this damn school tried to ask me out."

At that Stevie looked away, he wasn't sure how to tell her the truth behind why guys didn't come near her, he wasn't sure if she would understand.

"Umm gwen... There's something you should know... About why guys don't ask you out." Stevie said looking down at his chucks.

"Well explain it! It's because I'm not pretty right? Right?" Gwen pestered.

"No... It's because I kinda told them not to." Stevie admits.

"What?"

"When we entered tenth grade... You came back so different than in 9th. You grew up... Everywhere. Guys started looking at you, and once I made quaterback they would ask me if you were single... So I kinda told them you were my girlfriend and basically we've been in a fake relationship for three years."

Gwen looked at him in total shock. She was so confused and angry that she didn't know how to respond.

"I only did it to keep you safe Gwen bear! I didn't want the jocks all over you, and it worked because I put the fear of god- literally into them. You're too good to be some losers boyfriend... You deserve better, more mature guys."

Gwen still said nothing. "Gwen please don't be mad at me! I'm still your Stevie, your best friend."

"What else have you been lying to me about Stevie?" Gwen said finally.

"What?" Stevie said confused.

"I mean if you could lie to me about being my boyfriend, then what else could you be lying about? The possiblities are endless..."

That part hit Stevie hard. Not because of the fact that Gwen was mad- she had a right to be mad. But because she was right. He was lying about something else. The fact that he wasn't technically human was hanging over his head as well. Gwen was his best friend- and he couldn't tell her. The anger hit Stevie hard.

"You know what Gwen? Just fucking forget it." Stevie spat before walking away. He kept going even though he heard her screaming his name down the hallway.

The lie is what hurt him the most. He couldn't tell the girl he loved (platonically) that he was an angel. It wouldn't of mattered anyway- Stevie thought. Gwen was never going to speak to him again.

Sam and Mercedes decided to go on a night stroll before heading to the park to star gaze. Mercedes hadn't done this since highschool with Quinn. She was so excited. Sam took her hand and they found the perfect spot, he laid out a blanket they got from her house and they laid next to each other staring up at nighttime.

"Ugh I just love the stars." Mercedes said happily.

"Yeah me too, when I was younger I used to take Stacy and Stevie out here and we all just star gaze all night long. It made all of my petty teenage problems seem small." Sam admitted.

"Outside of group you don't talk about them much... Is it still too hard?"

"No... Stacy's death is still a sore subject for me but I can talk about them... What do you wanna know?" Sam asks her.

"What does Stevie think of me?" Mercedes asked with a mild stutter.

Sam laughed and says, "First off, he thinks you are sexy... Which is weird because he's my younger brother. But he also thinks you're good for me. He said he could see how happy I was talking about you."

"Sexy huh? I'll take it!" Mercedes said with a smile.

"That's all you got from what I said?"

"No Sam... I heard every word. I think I'm good for you too, just like you are good for me..." Mercedes turned to the side to look at him.

"But..." Sam says.

"But... Quinn, I love her Sam. I can't just leave her, she loves me and we're finally on the same page- I need to help her readjust back into society, she needs me."

Sam groans and throw his head back. "I'm sick of this Mercy..." he admits.

"I know." Mercedes adds.

"Do you know? Honestly, do you? Quinn came back out of nowhere with no real explanation on where she's been and you stupidly sleep with her, now you're telling me you still can't make up your mind between us? What's wrong with you? Why can't you see I'm the better man?"

Mercedes sat up on the grass and asked angrily, "Did you just call me stupid for making love to Quinn?"

"I think you heard me- there's no need to repeat myself." Sam fires back with his own anger growing.

Mercedes then gets up and picks up her purse and belongings. Sam wonders what the hell she is doing so he asked, "What are you doing?"

"You know what Sam? You asked me to make a choice so i think I've finally made up my mind. I choose Quinn."

Hearing those words broke Sam's heart. This was not happening. He wished he could just take back his word vomit and hold her again. Sadly he says "You choose Quinn? Why?"

"Because contrary to popular belief she told me everything. She was honest with me about what happened to her. And no matter what Quinn would never call me stupid."

"Mercy I-I didn't mean it please don't do this!" Sam pleaded.

"Quinn was right. I was silly to think anyone could love me like she does." Mercedes began walking away and Sam followed her, hot on her trail.

"Mercedes can you hear yourself speak? Quinn is trying to isolate you. Why else would she try to convince you that I don't love you when you know I do.." Sam grabbed a hold of her and pulled her towards him.

"Sam let me go!" She screamed.

"I can't. I love you." Sam said pulling her closer. Without warning he kissed her lips hard, trying to show her the truth. She kissed him back with just a much passion before pulling away.

"I love you Mercedes." Sam says again.

"Goodbye Sam." Mercedes says as she takes his hands from around her waist and she walks off into the darkness, leaving Sam all alone.

Once Quinn was inside of Sam's apartment she began to look around. She was disgusted by how he treated the place. It had "I'm a single bachelor" written all over it. She went inside the bedroom and began to look through his dressers. Nothing but plain old boxers and pants and shirts. She looked at the pictures on the wall of his family, once she saw the twins in one picture a cold chill ran up her spine. Soon she could feel her hands heating up and without warning the demon inside of her threw a fireball at the picture of Stevie and Stacy. It disintegrated into ashes and all Quinn did was smile. Soon she heard keys in the lock and she knew the homewrecker was home. She hid behind his bedroom door, waiting for it to open. Once inside she heard Sam on the phone.

"I told her that I loved her mom... But I said something stupid... How did you know I called her stupid? Mom were you spying again?" Sam said as he entered his aparment. He set the keys down on his table and then sat down to have a conversation over the phone with his mom. Quinn, of course was listening intently.

"She said she doesn't want me anymore mom.. I screwed up just like I do everything in my life..."

Quinn couldn't believe what she was hearing! Mercedes told Sam she no longer wanted to see him? Maybe Quinn didn't have to kill him after all?

"There's nothing I can do mom, she knows how I feel about her but I messed up- all I can do now is admit defeat. Quinn wins, I lose."

Quinn clapped her hands a little too loudly. So loudly that Sam got up from his chair. "Umm mom... I need to call you back. I heard a noise, yes I'll call you if it's serious okay bye."

Sam crept into his room and immediately burst opened his bedroom door. He looked around everywhere but no one was there. Sighing sam figured he mustve made it all up in his mind.

He then went into his bathroom to take a shower.

Mercedes came home that night crying her eyes out. Hoping that Quinn would be there she goes upstairs and calls her. "Quinn!" she calls out.

Quinn makes it there with time to spare and says, "Mercy baby I'm here."

Mercedes throws herself into Quinn's arms and kisses her. Quinn smiles knowing she finally got what she wanted, Mercedes all to herself.

"I choose you Quinn!" Mercedes says kissing Quinn's neck. "I choose you."

Stepping out of the shower Sam gets dressed. He put on a tank and some shorts before coming back into his living room. Frustrated sam tries to concentrate on anything but Mercedes so he begins to draw.

Before he knows it he's drawing a picture of Mercedes' face. He crumpled up the piece of paper in anger and throws it across the room. He goes over to pick it up when he notices a picture frame had been destroyed. It was the picture of Stevie and Stacy. Before Sam could wonder what the hell happened in his apartment the doorbell rings. Sam goes over to open it quickly, thinking it could be Mercedes.

Opening the door Sam's jaw drops as he looks at the woman he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Sammy!" she says. "Can I come in?"

a/n: who do you think the girl is? I'll give you a hint, I foreshadowed it a couple of chapters ago... Oh and fair warning: next chapter is gonna be quinncedes lovemaking (with two twists) keep that in mind!

Peace, Bowties and of course Darren Criss-Melle