A/N: ok so... I'm scrapping my sequel idea and I'm just going to keep going. I thought about it and in the end it didn't make sense to do a sequel when there's so much more to tell in this story.
Some context before reading: there is a major time jump. If you don't like that, I'm sorry but I want to focus more on their time apart then their summer.
P.S.: someone pm'ed me about a disclaimer so I'll give you one now since it's so important:
I do not own glee. I cannot imagine someone who owned glee writing fanfiction (but hey maybe they hate the writing as much as we do) anyway on to chapter 11…
Sam didn't know how to tell her. He didn't know how to tell the only girl he truly cared about that he was leaving. That he would probably never see her again. This beautiful girl, currently lying on his shoulder as they watched a movie in her bedroom. He didn't know how to say "you've changed my life Mercedes. You are selfless, kind, beautiful, generous, and amazing... But my dad got a job and I'm leaving in 12 days." the words were right there yet Sam couldn't form them. The whole summer they spent together, babysitting and watching movies when Sam didn't have to work. They went to the park and the lake down at the quarry, Sam even saved enough money to take her to the carnival. Carnivals were generally free, but he wanted to have money just in case she wanted to play silly games or see him play and win her stuff animals. Which he did, he won her 14 stuffed animals and Mercedes being the selfless person she is gave exactly half of them to Stacy. Stacy was becoming extremely attached to Mercedes. She even told Sam that she wanted him to marry her. Sam just smiled and said 'soon' to himself. But now here they were, with a huge elephant in the room and Mercedes had no clue of any of it. Sam grabbed her waist to bring her closer to him. That's when he noticed his girl was crying her eyes out. He knew he shouldn't of let her pick the movie this week. But Mercedes was very convincing when it came to things she wanted. Over the summer they began... "Exploring each other" and Mercedes, Sam found out, was a very fast learner. What had started out with a simple sex talk about sex and erogenous zones, turned into a lot of making out and second base action. Mercedes even let him touch her boobs. Under the shirt over the bra, but it was still awesome to Sam. It got even worse as Sam started to remember their heavy make out session in the back of her car, where Mercedes decided that she was just gonna sit on his lap and grind herself unsuspectingly into him. Not a good idea since she took to wearing a lot more dresses and that particular one rose up to her waist and Sam could feel her dampness on his jeans through her silky pink panties. That was the day Mercedes found out just how badly she affects Sam. That was the day she felt his little general for the first time. Sam usually intercepts them before Mercedes could notice, but in that particular moment he was too busy holding her breasts in his hands. Mercedes moaned loudly when she felt him grow very hard against her panties. And ever since that day, Mercedes used her feminine wilds to get exactly what she wanted from him. She would use her fingers to touch him everywhere, all the way down to his pants, and then get him all hot and bothered without even touching his dick. This woman was a witch. Sam deduced, he fallen under her spell and now he was hers forever. But Sam wasn't all effeminate; especially when it came to turning the tables. Like the day they were in a heavy make out session in her room. Her parents had gone for the weekend so they were all alone. Before they knew it clothes were actually coming off this time. Sitting on his lap straddled, Mercedes had nothing but a black bra and panties on. The days Sam was coming over she would put her sexy underwear on just in case. That was the day they went farther than they ever had. That was the day Sam found out that Mercedes not only tasted good on the outside, but the inside as well. And that was the day that Sam found out that Mercedes' hand on his penis was way better than his solo flights any day. Mercedes told him she wasn't ready for sex, and Sam respected that. And he wasn't going to push her if she wasn't ready. But that night as he watched her sleeping soundly, Sam realized he was in love with her. The realization came suddenly and this time Sam didn't try to talk himself out of it. He was a man in love, and there was no turning back, not even if he wanted too. But sadly, Sam couldn't tell her that either. He couldn't seem to ever find the right moment... and he was sure laying here, with her crying on his Captain America fitted T shirt didn't seem like the right moment either.
Sam moved her hair out of her face and asked, "Babe... What's wrong?"
"This damn movie is what's wrong!" she said through tears.
"Well every time we watch this movie you cry... Why do you keep picking it if you're just going to cry?" Sam asked holding her chin with his fingers.
"Because... It's the titanic Sam, the best movie ever? Just the way he willingly gave up his life for her... It's just so beautiful."
"Well I'll agree its beautiful love story... But the best movie ever belongs to avatar. This is non-debatable."
Mercedes wiped her tears away and laughed. She moved so that she was lying on his chest and she said, "You are so silly. Everyone knows the titanic beats out everything for best movie. And that sir... is non-debatable."
Sam sits up, interrupting her comfort and says, "We are really doing this... You want to really try and debate with me why titanic is a way better movie than avatar?"
"Oh I really want to do this..." Mercedes said sitting up and crossing her arms in front of her.
"Ok well opening arguments: why is titanic a better movie than avatar?" Sam asked.
"Because it is." Mercedes said in a huff.
"That's not an answer Mercedes. That's like you asking me why is frozen yogurt better than ice cream and me answering because it is." he said mimicking her.
"Whatever Sam. I win." Mercedes turns over to the wall on her side. Sam turns her back towards him and then holds her arms down.
"What are you doing?" Mercedes yelled
"I'm holding you down, until you admit that Avatar is the best movie Of. All. Time." Sam was hovering over her now both his knees on either side of her.
"Humph! You'll just be holding me forever because I ain't never admitting to that." she smiled at him and he proceeded to let her arms go and started to tickle her. Mercedes yelled and laughed for him to stop but he wouldn't. Finally she put her knee to his gut and turns him over so that she was on top holding his hands down on the bed.
"Now that I've got you right where I want you... Say that titanic is the best movie of all time!"
Sam laughed and said, "You know I could easily get out of this hold right?"
"Oh I know..." Mercedes began. "But the real question is... Do you want to?" she slowly slides her hands down his arms and reaches down to kiss him. Sam holds onto her waist and deepens the sweet kiss. Mercedes pushes up from him and smiles down at him with her hands on his chest. She notices that Sam wasn't saying anything; he was just looking at her... His face skimming her features ever so sweetly. She asked, "Sammy? Is there something on my face?" she was touching her face, making sure she didn't have any boogers or growing pimples.
Sam laughed and pulled her hands away and simply stated, "I love you." Sam said it before he had a chance to think about the heaviness of it all. He saw her expression and immediately regretted it.
Mercedes looked down at him in shock. If she were being honest, she fallen for Sam the minute he agreed to go on Rachel's prom on a budget with her. That night she and Sam danced and he made her dreams come true. She never thought he would feel the same way. She never even thought he liked her let alone loved her. She was circling around a way to tell him for days because she couldn't hold it in anymore- she loved him. But she couldn't believe he loved her back, most importantly she couldn't believe he said it first.
"Sam..." she said through growing tears.
"Oh god she's gonna reject you Sam... Good job dumbass. Saying I love you this early? Do u want to end up alone?"Sam said to himself.
"Sam... I love you too." Mercedes was wiping the tears out of her face as Sam sat up. His smile was wide and his heart was fluttering. Mercedes loved him! He loved her! He pulled her in closer and kissed her salty lips through her tears.
"I love you, Mercedes." he said again through his own tears and Tongue kisses.
"I love you, Sam."
Sam didn't know how it happened. But soon they were both in their undies touching all over each other. Sam was already hard before she took her pj's off. But now he was painfully hard as he was sprawled between her legs and his penis was grinding into her panties. Mercedes was grabbing handfuls of his hair as they kissed and Sam's hands were kneading her boobs. He loved her tits, but he wasn't gonna admit that, in fear of freaking her out. Sam looked into her eyes wordlessly asking her if he could continue. She gave him a nod and that's when her bra came off, followed by Sam's excruciating torture of pulling her panties off very slowly.
He was kissing her neck when she asked, "Sam... Do you have a condom?"
Sam was surprised she asked, he knew they we in for a little playtime, but he never thought it was going to be actual sex.
"Uhh yeah I do... In my wallet... Why?"
"Because... I... I... I want you to be my first." Mercedes stuttered.
"Cedes..." Sam said warningly. Mercedes pulled the cover over herself as Sam laid next to her.
"Are you sure about this? I don't want you doing this just because I said I love you. I will love you always mercy. Even if we never have sex... I don't want you to feel obligated to do this."
"I don't feel obligated to do anything. I'm in love with you Sam... But I've been wanting you to be my first for a while now. I decided it after your little venture down south with your mouth last week." she laughed because Sam was blushing.
"Mercy... I just want you to be sure."
"I am Sam... I Am." she pulled out her hands to him and he slid under the covers. They kissed for a while before Sam got up to get the condom. Mercedes watched him take his boxers off and put the condom on his fully erect penis and then made his way back towards the bed.
Sam laid on top of her admiring her beauty for a second. She smiled at him after he called her beautiful and he said that he loved her once more.
"I love you too Sammy... So what are you waiting for?" she smiled.
Sam sighed, he was having doubts, on top of guilt for not saying what needed to be said, but damnit he wanted her. Oh how he wanted her..."Mercy I think we should talk before we go any further. I need to tell-" he wanted so bad to tell her, but he was cut off by her eager little hands on his penis. He let out a loud groan and was thankful her parents weren't home at that point. After a few strokes he pushed her hand away. Mercedes eyes were flashing with desire and Sam felt helpless under her spell. Silently he said, "I'm sorry mercy."
That night he and Mercedes made love. And Sam couldn't have felt guiltier.
10 Days... In 10 days he was leaving and Sam decided not to be a punk anymore. She was gonna hate him forever. They were gonna fight and probably break up. Sam didn't want any of this to happen. Especially not after he took her V card away. She was going to feel abandoned, or worse. 'Time to man up Sam' he kept saying to himself. He knocked on her front door and Mercedes opened it and pulled him in. Before he got a word in she was kissing him hard, standing on her tip toes. Sam hated that he loved her kisses so much. Her lips were a beautiful and titillating distraction. He hated that he loved her so much.
She was pulling at his shirt, motioning them both to the couch. Like a zombie, Sam let her push him down onto the couch while she sat in his lap, giving him those toe curling kisses again. She took off her shirt quickly and put Sam's large hands on her breasts. Sam had a choice to make, make love or talk. Actually that wasn't a choice to Sam because after Saturday the choice would always be the former when it came to Mercedes. That's why he had to stop. He took his hands off of her breasts and picked her up so that she was sitting beside him.
"Sammy? What's wrong?" she asked
"Put your shirt back on mercy, ummm we gotta talk, and I guarantee after you here what I have to say, you're not going to want to touch me, let alone have sex with me."
Mercedes picked up her shirt from the floor and put it back on. She could see the worried look on his face and that scared her.
"Sam? What is it?"
"I've been trying to figure out a way to tell you, but every time I get the courage, I chicken out."
"Ok now you're scaring me Sam, what's wrong? Is your family ok?"
"They're fine. I'm fine... It's just, my dad he... He got a full time job!" Mercedes breathed a sigh of relief that it wasn't something terrible.
"Sam! How is that bad? Your dad got a job that's a good thing..."
"I guess..." just spit it out Sam...He kept saying to himself.
"Why were you afraid to tell me that?"
"Because...the job is in... It's in Kentucky. Which means we have to relocate... From Lima."
He looked at her face and it was frozen. She seemed both shocked and saddened by his words.
"Mercy... Say something please." Sam begged. The silence was too much. And she hadn't moved for a good three minutes.
"When... How... How long have you known this?" she asked getting out of her trance.
"My dad told me about week and a half ago." Sam put his head down.
"And when do you leave?"
"10 days..."
"So for almost two weeks you've been holding this in and not once did you think to tell me?" she was yelling now.
"Mercy I'm sorry, I didn't know how to start to tell the girl I'm in love with that I'm leaving forever!"
"You could've found a way you... You dick!" she pushed him and began to walk into her kitchen. He followed her. She didn't mean to call him a nasty name but she was pissed beyond belief right now.
"I'm a dick because I wanted to prolong us for as long as possible? Put yourself in my shoes. I have to move... Again. Leave all my friends... Again. Leave McKinley, Leave... You..." Sam voice was cracking... Apart of him knew she was slipping away, and it was all his fault.
"Don't try to justify not telling me Sam. You are a coward! That's the only reason you didn't want to tell me. You probably thought... Yeah I'll just lie to her and tell her I love her, get what I really want from her and then drive off into the sunset with your parents so you wouldn't have to deal with how this affects me!"
"First of all you are being extremely selfish. Which is not like you at all. Second don't call me a coward or a dick. In fact I would appreciate it if you only referred to me by my name. Lastly we made love; we didn't do it for shits and giggles. We did it... I did it, because I love you!"
"Forget you Sam! You don't love me. You call keeping secrets love? And I'll call you whatever the hell I want! Dick! Dick! Coward! Asshole!" she pushed him away from her hard. He hated when she did that. She knew it would only intensify his anger.
"Are you really mad that I have to leave with my family? It's not even my choice... I'm obligated to go with them." he said stretching his words.
"I'm happy for your family... overjoyed. I'm angry because you decide to tell me 10 days before you leave. If you truly loved me Sam, I would've been the first one to know."
"Mercedes what do I have to do to make this right? I'm sorry for not telling you but I don't want this to be the end of us. I... I love you."
"Can you please just go?" Mercedes was crying, all her mind kept saying was 'he's a liar... Don't trust him... But I love him... What else is he hiding?"nothing made sense to her right now. Not even her damn emotions.
"Is that what you want? For me to go?"
"Yes... Please just... Get out." Sam looked at her crying eyes for a second. His hands itched to wash away her pain, but he fought against it… it probably would've made her angrier.
Nodding at her he made his way towards the door.
That night Mercedes cried herself to sleep and Sam stayed up in fear of having a dream.
5 DAYS... 5 days without speaking. No calls, text messages or subliminal Facebook updates from either party. Sam wanted to call her. He really did, after all he was leaving in 5 days and he didn't want to leave with an unresolved relationship. All he wanted to do was apologize, for her to forgive him and then they kiss and make up.
But that couldn't happen if they weren't speaking. Sam decided throw caution to the wind. He went over to the Joneses and a tall man who wasn't her father opened the door.
"Can I help you?" the tall man asked Sam. Sam couldn't believe there was actually someone in this town taller than Finn Hudson.
"Hi... Is Mercedes home?"
"What you want with my sister?" he crossed his arms in front of him just like Mercedes does.
"Well I'm... I'm her... We are ummm..." 'Damnit Sam... Speak English...why is her brother so damn tall?'
"You are? Spit it out white boy!"
Just then Mercedes saved Sam from further embarrassment as she made her way downstairs.
"Who's at the door Anthony?" she asked her brother.
"Some white boy looking for you..." Mercedes came all the way down and stood in front of Sam. The situation was awkward seeing as though her brother didn't leave yet.
"What do you want Sam?" she asked with an attitude.
"I want to talk to you... Please?"
"Merc, who is this fool?" Anthony asked
"Oh right I forgot, Sam this is my brother Anthony... Anthony this is Sam. He's my ex-boyfriend."
'Did she really introduce me as her ex?"Sam thought.
"If you're her ex... Why the hell you still on my doorstep?"
"Anthony can you please go away so Sam and I can talk?"
"Fine... But if white boy tries anything just holler."
Anthony walks away and Mercedes closes the door in front of her. Not even letting Sam in.
"You wanted to talk so talk." Mercedes said.
"I'm not even invited in?" he asked.
"No... Is this what you want to talk about?"
"No... I... I wanted to talk about us, where we stand and all that..." Sam couldn't believe she was still being so cold to him... He let her simmer for five days for Christ sake!
"Ok... Where do we stand Sam?"
"I don't know." he said scratching the back of his head. "All I know is... I'm still in love with you and whatever happens between us won't change that." Mercedes softened at his confession, her eyes mellowed when she began to talk.
"Sam I still love you too. But I'm still not over the fact that you kept things from me and now I don't trust you." Sam deserved that, why should she trust him? Dammit he should've told her right away... Maybe it would've stung less.
"Besides you have five days left, and then you're gone. Don't you think it would be easier to just end this now? Before things get too messy?" she questioned.
"I can't imagine it being messier than it is right now." Sam laughed trying to break the tension.
"I guess not." she laughed along with him.
"So is that what you want? To just end things between us right now? Do you not even want to try...? I don't know long distance?"
"Now that, would be messy..." she said.
"Yeah... I guess you're right." Sam forced himself to say, even though that was the complete opposite of what he was thinking.
"So..." Mercedes began
"So..." he added.
"I guess this is goodbye?" she asked with a sad smile. Sam wanted to hug her sadness away, but her walls were up and there was nothing he could do to bring them down again. 'All my fault' Sam thought.
"Yeah... I... I guess it is." silence crept between them as they just stared at each other for a while.
"I wish you all the best in Kentucky Sammy. Your family deserves to be happy." she hugged him and kissed his cheek, lingering on his face for a moment before going back inside. Sam stood there for a moment just looking at her door before leaving a minute later. He just got his heart broken into a million pieces. And damn that woman she own each and every jagged piece.
Sam didn't remember what happened on the four days before leaving. His glee friends threw him a going away party that Mercedes attended but she hardly spoken to him. His stuff was packed quickly on the third day. On the second day, Sam tried to write a song about how he felt but the lyrics he kept writing were other people's lyrics mixed together on one page. When it was moving day Sam was helping his dad get everything in the truck when his dad spotted her first. He motioned Sam to look and Sam dropped a heavy box he was holding on his foot. He hobbled over to her and smiled when he saw her smiling with a bag gift bag in her hand.
"Whatcha doing here lil' lady?" Sam asked her.
"Do you need to finish helping because I can wait? I just came to give you something."
"No... I think my dad's got it covered, you wanna come with me?"
She nodded and they walked to the park together and sat on the bench. "So what's in the bag?"
Mercedes smiled and said, "Well, since you are leaving I figured I should give you a going away present. Something to remember me by.
'I'll never forget you...'Sam's mind said. His mouth actually blurted, "Ok... I'm game what is it?"
"Ok so... Do you remember when Quinn helped us watch Stacy and Stevie before she went off the grid?"
"Yea... We were right here in this park and we snuck off to the benches over there to make out leaving the kids with Quinn." Sam laughed at the memory. Quinn yelled at them both after she found them.
"Yes... And then she caught us and took that picture of us kissing with her IPhone?"
"Yeah! You told me you wanted to keep it so you could tell your grandchildren one day about your first love." that last part stung Sam, knowing that "her grandchildren" weren't "their grandchildren."
"Yeah well I made a hard copy... And I had it framed in glass, and I want you to have It." she took it out of the bag and handed it to him. The frame was moderate, but exquisite. They looked so happy in the photo. It was the same photo Sam had seen in his dreams. Only this time it was real.
Sam ran his fingers over the glass covered picture then looked up at her and smiled. "Mercy... I... I don't know what to say..."
"You could say thank you?" Mercedes added with a smile.
Sam laughed lightly and said, "thank you Mercedes. You don't know how much this means to me."
"Well you're welcome. I know we aren't together anymore Sam. But I'll never forget you, just promise me you won't forget me?" damn her for reading my mind. Sam thought.
Her eyes looked like they were starting to water. Sam slid down the bench towards her so that there was no space between them. His hands reached her face stroking it gently. Mercedes allowed it because she knew it was the last time he'd be doing that.
"Trust me babe... You're one person, I'll never forget." she grinned like the Cheshire cat and he leaned in and laid a peck on her lips. She pulled him in closer tracing his lips and hers and finally kissing him back. They stayed that way, making out on the bench for a good two minutes before Sam's phone started buzzing. He broke the kiss to answer his phone. Mercedes was actually glad the phone rang when it did. Kissing him only brought back feelings she had been trying to bury ever since he told her he was leaving. 'Be strong Mercedes... It was only a kiss... He's leaving... No more Sam... Oh god realizations..." she said to herself.
Sam got off the phone and stood up taking her with him.
"I gotta go. My dad said everything is ready and they're waiting on me."
She smiled weakly trying to hold back the tears that were begging to come out of her eyes. "It's ok Sam, I understand... Goodbye." Mercedes let go of his hand but he grabbed her once more and gave her a hard kiss. Mercedes should've just walked away, but Sam was like a drug and she was addicted to him. 'I needs to stop watching twilight before bed' Mercedes thought.
"What was that for?" she asked with her eyes still closed.
"One for the road." he said with a smile. Mercedes finally opened her eyes and that's when Sam let go of her. They looked at each other for a minute not saying a word.
"You should go..." Mercedes said to him. Sam looked at the clock and muttered a curse under his breath. He picked up the bag she gave him with the frame and he kissed her cheek one more time. "You don't know how much I'm going to miss you Cedes..." he said before running off.
Mercedes watched him go, then once he was completely out of sight she sat on the bench and cried her eyes out.
Sam and his family made it to Kentucky with good time. They unpacked most of their things and by the time they settled in, it was time for dinner and then bed. Sam's mom kept asking him if he was okay, seeing as though Sam hadn't said many words since they left Lima. Sam kept assuring her that he was fine, even though he knew he wasn't. At dinner he hardly ate, then when it was time for bed he plopped down on it and closed his eyes without saying a prayer, or saying goodnight to his family. Right now Sam kept thinking about Mercedes and how he just wanted to be back in Lima with Mercedes. And since he couldn't be with her physically he was hoping to see her in his dreams.
Sam stood there watching his future self stumble through the door with his old friend Mike. Honestly present Sam had no idea that they were still going to be so close. But he considered mike a great friend and he was glad that in the future they were still tight.
"Oh man... I'm drunk!" future Sam said to Mike Chang.
"Yeah... No kidding. I told Finn not to let you anywhere near your old friend Johnnie Walker." mike was propping him up and they made their way to the couch. Future Sam plopped down on it taking mike with him.
"Well... Hello sailor." Sam said to Mike.
Mike pushed off of him and said, "Not funny dude... You're lucky it's your birthday or else I would kick your ass."
"Come on! I'm just having a little fun!" Sam sat up and took off his leather coat. He got up and made his way to his bar pouring himself a scotch.
"Do you really think you should be drinking some more?" Mike asked
"Why not! It's my birthday! And I'm single and happy." Sam downed the scotch in one gulp pouring him another.
"Well I'll agree you're single... But I doubt you're happy."
"Why wouldn't I be happy? My album is doing great; my friends are doing great... I'm doing great! What is there not to be happy about?"
"Never mind Sam. Forget I said anything." Mike waved him off getting him some water from the fridge.
"No! Come on say it... Why wouldn't I be happy?"
"Sam just let it go... Ok man?" Mike begged.
"No! I know what you mean... You're talking about my evil ex-wife... Right? Because everyone is still holding on to this illusion that we still have a chance, even though we've been divorced for two years!"
"Everyone? Or you Sam? You spent the entire night talking about her. About your crazy love, and her 'special' sex gifts she used to give you on your birthday. You did the exact same thing last year! Why can't you just admit you still love Mercedes?"
Present Sam wanted to give mike a high five for his truth bomb he laid on his dumbass future self. If only he could...
"She's a witch... I could never love her again. She took half my money and..." future Sam stopped himself.
"And? Half your heart?" Mike said... "Jesus Sam you've been in love with her since high school. A love like that doesn't just go away."
"Not everyone is you and Tina... Michael. Things don't work out okay? Even if I admitted to still loving her that doesn't mean she still loves me. I fucked up... And now I'm living with it." Sam poured himself another glass and Mike's phone rang. He walked away to answer it and then came back a second later.
"That was Tina... I gotta go. Mike Jr is sick."
"It's ok man... Go."
"Are you sure you are going to be alright?" Mike asked.
"Yep... It will just be me and Mr. Alcohol tonight. Then I'll probably just go to bed." Sam lied.
"Ok man... Listen if you need anything, call me alright?" Sam nodded and Mike left.
Sam poured himself another glass and made his way to the couch. He was looking through his iPhone deciding who to call... Alcohol made for a very funny and horny Sam. Present Sam wished he could punch this dude in the face. He hated that he becomes this douchebag.
Finally deciding to call someone named Wendy, future Sam pressed call and waited for an answer.
"Hello Sam... What do you want?" Mercedes asked.
"Wait... Mercedes? I thought I was calling a Wendy..."
"We'll let me hang up so you can call this Wendy person."
"No wait!" Sam yelled. "How... How are you?"
"I'm okay... But from the slur in your voice I take it as you are drunk?"
"What? Me? No..." Sam laughed and hiccupped.
"The boys took you out drinking for your birthday huh?" Mercedes asked.
"Yeah... Wait you still remember what today is?" a drunk Sam asked.
"Yes I do Sam... Just because were not married anymore doesn't mean I automatically forget your birthday."
"Yeah... Right. Umm so what are you doing?"
"Nothing. It's the first day off I had in a long time..." Mercedes laughed humorlessly.
"Oh... Ummm can I ask you a favor?"
"Really Sam?" she scoffed. This asshole is asking her for a favor?"Ok what do you want?"
"There's no one to spend my birthday with Mercedes, can you spend my birthday with me?"
There was a long silence before she answered.
"Ummm Sam I don't think..."
"Please mercy? I...I miss you." Mercedes knew if Sam wasn't drunk he wouldn't have admitted that so easily.
"Ok! Ok! I'll be over in at least an hour."
Future Sam was overjoyed. He said ok to her casually and then took another drink.
An hour later Mercedes came to his house and found him passed out on the couch with a glass of scotch in his hand. She hit him three times before he got up and complained he had a major headache. She made him four cups of coffee and he drunk three bottles of water before he was ok again. Mercedes lead him up the stairs and they made it to the bedroom.
"Ok drunky... Time for bed." she said to him.
"Ugh... I don't want to sleep mercy I'm fine." Sam argued. That still didn't stop her from taking off his shoes and socks and motioning him to stand up. He did as she asked and she took off his black shirt, then his tank top.
Present Sam wanted to look away because he knew what was going to happen but instead he wished he had a large drink and buttery popcorn so he could enjoy this.
Mercedes then unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants taking them off of him. She pushed him on to the bed and then pulled the covers over him. Once he was safely tucked in she was ready to leave.
"Ok, I'm gonna go. Have a goodnight Sam."
"Wait! Don't go..." Sam said to her.
"Sam..." Mercedes said... She was silently pleading for him to let her go.
"Please. Don't. Go." Sam said again. 'Damn him and his sexy drunk pleading' Mercedes thought.
"Ok... I'll stay, for as long as you need me." Mercedes put her purse down and stood near the bed. Sam opened the sheet and pulled her down so that she was lying next to him.
"You don't know how badly I miss you mercy." Sam said looking at her look at the ceiling.
"Sam... Don't. I'm only here because you said you were lonely, and it's your birthday."
"So you don't miss me? Like at all?" he took his hand and pulled her face to his so that she was looking at him.
"I do... Sometimes..." she looks down and finishes, "Then I remember that you hurt me and it goes away."
Sam only nodded at that then looked away from her towards the ceiling.
"Did you enjoy your birthday at least?" Mercedes asks.
"Yeah... I guess I did." Sam answers.
"Did you get any good presents?"
"No... Well some. But I didn't get want I really wanted." he was looking at her again now.
"And what might that be?" she turned so that she was looking at him too.
"You sure you want to know?" he asked moving closer.
"I wouldn't of asked if I didn't." she smiled in his face. Both Sam's let out a sigh. They both missed her smile, in different ways.
"The only thing I want for my birthday is you." Sam said bluntly.
Mercedes started blushing. She pushed back playfully. "Sam... Stop being silly."
"I'm not being silly mercy. You are the only thing I want..." he got up slightly and he hovered over her. Mercedes gulped when his hands grazed through her hair.
"Sam... I... We..." Sam cut her off with a kiss. She immediately brought him in closer and he deepened the kiss. Sam opened her legs with his and their bodies ground together. Without even knowing it Mercedes rolled them over so that she was on top. She kissed him ardently and he began to get touchy. He practically ripped open her dress and then threw it on the ground. He sat up moving upward to the headboard while she straddled him. Their kiss never broken, present Sam was wondering how he was even able to hold his breath for that long. His hands snaked around to unhook her bra and that's when Mercedes broke their kiss.
Whispering into his mouth she says "Sam... What were about to do... this isn't smart."
He kissed her lips again. He knew she was right but he didn't give a shit. All he knew right now was Mercedes was back in his arms again and that's all that mattered.
Pulling her in closer Sam says, "I know."
A/N: if you are wondering why he called mercedes instead of wendy its cause he still has her under wife in his phone :)