A/N I want to thank everyone for the wonderful reviews. I really appreciate them. To my lovely beta LadiJ, you are the best! This is semi cannon, but mainly all my head cannon. Please excuse any mistakes, and enjoy the ride. The songs to listen to while reading this chapter is 'All I Want' by Kodaline, and 'What Hurts The Most' by Rascal Flatts
I own nothing that is Glee, thank God, cause I know if I did ya'll would hunt me down and beat the shit out of me! I also have no rights to any songs mentioned.
SATURDAY THE HUDSON-HUMMEL HOUSE
Sam POV
Today was the day he was going to have his Mercy back. Sam was sure all he needed to do was just explain things to her and she would forgive him. He loved her and he was sure she still loved him. After all, love couldn't be turned off and on like a faucet. Couldn't it, a little voice in the back of his mind said. Didn't you do just that with Mercy? Didn't you tell Brittney you loved her? If you could do it, what makes you think Mercy couldn't do the same? Sam shook his head, not wanting to think that Mercy no longer loved him. I need to talk to Kurt he thought. Yes, Kurt would point him in the right direction.
NPOV
As Sam knocked at Kurt's room door he could hear voices. Thinking now was not the time he turned to leave. Just as he turned the door opened, there stood Blaine. "Come on in Sam, we were just talking about you" Kurt called out. Sam walked in feeling a little uncomfortable, wondering why they were talking about him. "Hi guys, what's up?" he asked.
Blaine and Kurt exchanged looks and turned to Sam. "We were just wondering how you planned to clean up this shit storm you created." Blaine said. Sam's mouth just opened and closed, he couldn't believe what he'd just heard. Kurt just snorted and looked at him. "Don't be so shocked, one would think you had learned your lesson of never shitting where you play. Need I remind you of Quinn and Santana? Now you have dragged my Diva into this mess. So again I ask, WHAT. ARE. YOU. GOING. TO. DO?"
Sam could only stand there, his mind was a blank and he was just a little rattled from the way Kurt was coming at him. Blaine looked at him and shook his head, "I think you need to see something before you answer Kurt." Turning to Kurt, Blaine told him to play the video, Kurt looked at him for a long moment and nodded. "Have a seat Sam." Kurt said, "Pay close attention to what you are about to see and hear." Sam was confused but sat at the desk and watched as a video started. He stopped breathing as he saw Mercy's face. She looked so sad, so hurt. His heart ached just looking at the most beautiful woman ever. The love of his life. As the music began to play Sam concentrated on the words and her face, that beautiful face.
All I want is nothing more
to hear you knocking at my door
'cause if I could see your face once more
I could die as a happy woman I'm sure
When you said your last goodbye
I died a little bit inside
I lay in tears in bed all night
Alone without you by my side
But If you loved me
Why did you leave me?
Take my body
Take my body
All I want is
All I need is
To find somebody
oooohhhh ohhh
'Cause you brought out the best of me
A part of me I'd never seen
you took my soul wiped it clean
Our love was made for movie screens
But If you loved me
Why did you leave me
Take my body
Take my body
All I want is
All I need is
To find somebody
ooooohhhhhh
If you loved me
Why did you leave me
Take my body
Take my body
All I want is
All I need is
To find somebody
To find somebody
Like you
oooohhh
Sam was in tears, his tears matching the ones falling from her eyes on the screen. As the video came to an end all Sam could do was touch her frozen image on the screen. Her voice was as angelic as always. But nothing could hide the pain in her voice, in her eyes, on her face, pain that he had put there. Blaine reached over and turned the video off. Sam just sat there, only now realizing how deeply he had hurt her. His Mercy, the woman he had pledged to love forever, to keep her heart safe, to be at her side forever. The woman whose heart he shattered, how was he going to fix this? Could he fix this? Would his love be enough?
Blaine touched Sam's shoulder, turning him around in the chair. He looked Sam in the eyes and asked, "How badly do you want her back? How open are you willing to be with her? If you aren't willing to bare your soul to her then it's better you don't even talk to her." Sam still didn't say anything. - if you loved me, why did you leave me - that phrase kept going through his mind, over and over. Her face and that line from the song, over and over in his mind.
Kurt kneeled in front of him, "Sam, Sam, talk to us." "When did she make that video?" Sam asked. "She made it when she was here for Christmas break. I taped her at my house." Blaine said. "You knew all this time? You never said a word to me?" Sam was angry but Blaine didn't care. "You were getting ready to marry Brittney...remember your true love" Blaine was pissed now and didn't care if Sam knew it."Why should I have said anything? You ignored Mercedes every time she came here. You shoved your so called love for Britt in her face every chance you could. So give me one fucking reason I should have given you even more ammo to hurt her. All she ever did was love you and you shit all over it" By this time they were standing toe to toe and their tempers were only rising. Kurt pushed them apart and told them both to sit down. "If you felt this way Blaine why have you never said anything?" Sam asked. "we're friends, I thought we could talk about anything."
Blaine sighed, "Yes we are friends Sam, but you changed. You started acting weird, and when you started dating Brittney. I tried to talk to you remember, you shut me down. I tried to talk to you about the way you were behaving, Evan Evans, the not studying, you not playing sports and you kept saying you knew what you were doing. You even bought a fucking cat so you and Britt could have a fake cat family to go along with your fake wedding! Hell, this is too much! You talk to him Kurt."
Kurt ran his hand through his hair, that in itself showed how frustrated he was. "Sam what Blaine is trying to say is that when you broke up with Mercedes you turned into a person none of us knew. You don't have to explain to us the changes in you but if you want to have any chance in hell of getting Mercedes back you have to give her a reason for every dumb ass thing you have done. Starting with why you broke up with her. I was there when she sang that song and I have never seen my Diva cry so much. I swear if you had been close by I would have cut you!" Sam just looked at the floor, silent. Kurt and Blaine just looked at each other. Neither knew what to say, it was all in Sam's hands now. Kurt was feeling nervous, he had talked Mercedes into meeting with Sam. Looking at him, Kurt wasn't feeling so good about having that conversation with her now. Damn, he thought to himself, today is not a good day to die! There was still a pair of Salvatore Ferragamo 'Lucas' Kiltie Loafers, he wanted to buy.
Sam looked up at them. "Every thing you guys said is true. I've have been a fool, a fake, and worse of all I tried to deny what my heart has told me. I made decisions that hurt the one person who has been there for me when I didn't have a pot to piss in. She didn't care, she just wanted me. But instead of being a man and staying at her side I did the one thing I have always hated. A coward. a poor excuse for a man. Hell, I can't even call myself a man with the way I've been acting." Sam stood up. Walking over to both Sam pulled them into a hug. "Thank you guys, I needed to hear all of this. I didn't like what I heard but the truth is never easy to hear. It's time for me to go talk to Mercy. Time to be honest and pray that she is willing to give me another chance."
As Sam walked out the door Kurt and Blaine looked at each other and called his name. Sam turned and got double flashes from their camera phones. Raising a brow in question at them, they both said in unison "Just in case." "In case of what." Sam asked. "Just in case Mercedes kills yo ass." Kurt said. As both laughed all Sam could think was Fuck!
SATURDAY MERCEDES' HOUSE
Mercedes POV
What was she thinking when she agreed to talk to Sam. Damn Kurt and his logic. Why the hell couldn't she lie to Kurt? Was she even ready for this? HELL TO THE NO! But she knew hiding, moping, and being angry was not the way to move on with her life. She would get her answers if she had to beat the blonde out of Sam Evans. No one was home so she had plenty of time to ask every question she could think of and even better Sam had no reason to not answer them. Watch out Sam, mama's got a brand new game!
NPOV
Just as Mercedes was going into the kitchen the door bell rang. Damn he's here already! Going to the door she stopped to check her hair and make-up. Looking good, time to rock and roll. Sam wiped his hands on his jeans, his palms were so sweaty, finally he just shoved them in his pockets. He could do this, talking to Mercy had never been a problem, but this was more important than any conversation they had ever had. DON'T FUCK IT UP SAM! DON'T FUCK IT UP! THIS COULD BE MY ONE AND ONLY CHANCE WITH MERCY. DON'T. FUCK. THIS. UP.
Mercedes took a deep breath and opened the door. "Hello Sam, please, come in. Would you like something to drink?" Mercedes smiled on the outside but inside she was falling apart. Sam looked at her, God she was beautiful. He wanted to touch her so badly but he knew he couldn't, he had given that right up when he broke her heart. Sam stepped in and greeted her and asked for some water. "Go into the den, we can talk there. I'll be back with your water."
Sam walked into the room thinking of all the time they had spent there. What he wouldn't give to be back there again. Shaking his head he just sighed and sat down.
FLASHBACK
"Mercy, baby what do you want to watch"? Sam called out to Mercedes as she getting snacks for them in the kitchen. "Your choice babe." she answered. It was their movie date night. As unusal her parents were out-of-town, so they had the house to themselves. As Mercedes entered the room, Sam had just put the dvd in, one of his favorite movies, Captain America. Sitting down Sam motioned for her to come sit down. Settling down in the vee of Sam's legs Mercedes sighed, happy to have him there with her. He worked so much that having time alone was a blessing. Sam wrapped his arms around her and just inhaled her scent, she always smelled so damn good, like vanilla and strawberries. "I'm sorry I couldn't take you out tonite but Stevie needed a new pair of sneakers." Sam said feeling sad that he couldn't treat her to all the things a guy should be giving his girlfriend. Mercedes turned to face him and placed her hands on his face, leaning in and giving him a soft kiss she just smiled. "Babe, there is nothing for you to be sorry for. The things you do for your family, the love and attention you give me, you have nothing to apologize for. What you give and share with me, money can't buy. You give me Sam, 'kisses him softly' Sam-I-Am, no expensive dates, nothing you can buy me is more precious. You have given me you, the real you and that is all I will ever want and need." Sam pulled her tighter to him and kissed her with all the love he felt in his heart. How the hell did he get so lucky? He didn't know but he knew one thing he was never letting her go.
Thinking back Sam could only curse himself for being so stupid and doing the one thing he said he would never do. Hearing footsteps Sam looked up. Praying that his words wouldn't fail him he looked Mercedes in the eyes and said, "I know we need to talk but I think the best way to start is you ask me questions. I owe you answers, lots of answers so ask me any and everything and I will answer them. Nothing is off the table."
Listening to Sam, Mercedes wasn't sure where she wanted to start. Should she start soft? Should she start with the hard ones? "Ok Sam, we'll do it your way, but the first lie I hear out your mouth your ass is out the door. Think about your answers, I'm friends with Tina, we talk, a lot." Thinking Mercedes decided to go with the one thing that had hurt her the most. "Do you love Britt and is she the one you've always wanted? If so why did you come back last year fighting so hard for me? Why have you ignored me, like we had never been together?" Ok maybe that was more than one thing but she needed to know the answers and what he said would let her know if this conversation needed to continue.
Sam swallowed hard, the questions were coming fast and not the ones he expected her to start with. "I love Britt as a friend, but not the way a man loves a woman. Yes I told her I loved her and yes, I said she was the one I always wanted." Seeing the look on Mercedes face Sam knew he had to explain, and quickly. "When I broke up with you I drifted Mercy." Sam stopped as she held her hand up. "You don't get to call me Mercy anymore." Sam closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Fair enough, like I said, I drifted. I knew I had made a huge mistake in breaking up with you but my pride and ego wouldn't let me say anything. I kept thinking back to when I left the first time and you moved on to Shane. You didn't accept my calls or texts and the next thing I knew you were in a relationship with Shane. I didn't want that to happen again, I couldn't take it." "Why did you say she was the one you always wanted, was I just a placeholder?" she asked. "I said it out of anger." "Anger?, what the fuck did you have to be angry about?" Mercedes demanded.
"Tina was showing us all the pictures you had sent her. She was telling us about all the guys you were meeting. The dates you were going on." Just remembering how Tina told them all the things Mercedes was doing in LA made Sam angry all over again. "Even though I had broken up with you I never stopped loving you. I know you don't believe me and I haven't done anything to make you believe me. But I was so hurt and Britt was just there, she was hurting over losing Santana and we just drifted into a relationship. I knew she was safe, she would never have feelings for me and God knows I would never have feelings for her. I-I said what I said to hurt you." At the quick gasp from her Sam looked away, turning back seeing the tears in her eyes he felt like a complete ass but he was going to be honest, even if it killed him. Thinking about the pictures Blaine and Kurt had taken of him as he left, well at least people will be able to see what I looked like cause I know my body will never be found!
"In the pictures, 90% of the guys were black and they were hugging you and you had a big smile on your face...every damn time." Sam said with clenched jaws. "What the hell did their race have to do with anything?" Mercedes asked puzzled. "When I left, you started dating Shane. A black guy, now I was seeing you surrounded by black guys and looking so damned happy. When we were dating you always worried about me wanting the skinny, white girl that YOU thought I was supposed to be dating. Did it ever cross your mind that I had the same issues to deal with? Not only was I a white, green-eyed blonde but I had nothing to offer you. I was told plenty of times I needed to let you go so a 'brotha' could show me the right way to handle a 'sista'." The words came out hard and fast as Sam began to pace around the room angrily. "So I said the one thing I knew would hurt you the most. Oh God Merc-Mercedes, I am so sorry, you have no idea how sorry I am and how much I felt like shit saying that. But I knew Tina would tell you. I was hurting so bad and it seemed like every thing the guys had said was true." dropping to his knees in front of her, she could see the tears in his eyes. "Please, you have to know, deep in your heart that what I said was a lie. I just struck out at you out of anger and hurt. Even though I had no right, after all I had broken up with you."
Mercedes stood and walked a few steps away from Sam, her mind was racing. "Sam, I haven't dated anyone since we broke up. The things Tina told you, I don't know why she said them but those were not dates. They were gigs we worked and times that we all went out as a group to just hang out. But even if they were dates, what you said hurt me to the core." She could feel tears falling but damn it she was going to see this through. "What? but Tina said, she had pictures..." Sam trailed off into silence. They both looked at each other, the hurt and pain etched across their faces. "Sam why did you never mention any of this while we were dating? We could have talked about it." she asked. "Because I was afraid, Merc-Mercedes, I had nothing to offer you. When I finally got you back I wasn't in much better shape. I was living in the basement of a friend's house. Hell I still am. But I was so happy to have you back I wasn't going to say shit to rock the boat. And to answer your question, no YOU were never a placeholder for Britt, she was a placeholder for you."
"If you were so happy to have me back and didn't want to rock the boat then tell me one thing, WHY. THE. FUCK. DID. YOU. BREAK. UP. WITH. ME?" with each word Mercedes took a step closer to him until they were face to face. Sam could see the anger blazing in her eyes. "Do you remember the conversation you had with Rachel a few days before you left? We were all at Finn's having one last get together before everyone left." Mercedes eyes widened as she nodded her head.
FLASHBACK
Rachel had pulled Mercedes upstairs to Kurt's room. Sam watched them leave but thought nothing of it. "Ok, Rachel what do you want to talk to me about?" Rachel looked around and just blurted out "I don't know if I can do this with Finn, him being here and me being in NY." "Wait a minute, I thought you and Finn talked this out, what changed?" Mercedes asked. " I talked with my dads and they think we should take a break, that I need to concentrate on doing the best I can in NYADA. It's a once in a life time chance and I think they're right. I'm telling Finn tonight. What I want to know is what about you and Sam?" While Rachel was talking Sam had come upstairs to get them. He stopped, waiting for Mercedes answer feeling a pain in his chest. "I'm going to stay with Sam, nothing has changed except we won't see each other every day." "But what about your singing, your schooling? How much time will you have for Sam?" Rachel asked. Mercedes sighed she had already had this talk with her parents and Martin her manager. "My parents asked me the same thing. I told them that I wasn't giving Sam up and that it wasn't up for discussion. They know how we feel about each other so they didn't protest they just told me to make sure I focused on what was important. As for my manager, that's a different story. He is insisting that I break up with Sam, he says that having a boyfriend still in high school would hurt my image if anyone found out about him. That they wouldn't take me seriously if I was dating a high school I might at times have to fake date to get ahead. I told him hell to the no! I will not give up Sam just to become famous." "But Mercedes you can't let Sam hold you back, singing is your dream!" Rachel exclaimed. Mercedes shook her head, "What good is being a famous singer if I don't have the love of my life at my side? Sam didn't listen to any more he knew what he had to do Wiping the tears from his eyes he went back down the stairs.
Before Sam could say another word Mercedes' palm connected to the side of his face. Stunned he just looked at her as he held his cheek. Damn, for such a little thing she packed one hell of a wallop! "How dare you make a choice for us without talking to me? How dare you treat me like a child that needed to have decisions made for them. Have I ever given you a reason to think that I couldn't think for my own damn self? You ass, you arrogant, presumptuous ass!" Mercedes yelled. Sam took a few steps back just in case she decided to slap him again. "I can't believe this, did you lose your damn mind? Oh, let me check, HELL YES YOU LOST YOUR DAMN MIND! You know what...let's just shelve that for a moment because I'm about to take you to the damn carpet!" Sam watched her from a safe distance as she paced around the room. "So if you made this big sacrifice all for my 'career', why the hell have you ignored me for months." she asked. Sam ran his hand through his hair, blowing out a whoosh of air, "If I hadn't ignored you, if I had let myself talk to you I wouldn't have been able to stop myself from kissing you, holding you, making love to you." Sam blurted out. "So what now that Britt dumped your ass you want to come back to me? Not getting your fucks on the regular anymore? Sorry but I don't do pity fucks, not even for you."
Sam stared at her, "Fucks on the regular? Pity fucks?" he repeated after her. "I've never fucked anyone in my life" "Oh really? excuse me, sorry, let me rephrase that, are you missing making love to Britt on the regular so you thought you would come back sniffing around me hoping I would let you hit it again for old times sake. That's until you found your new PC girlfriend." By this time Sam was getting angry himself. "Let's just back the fuck up, I'm not here sniffing to hit a damn thing. Let me make something clear to you I. HAVE. NEVER. FUCKED. OR. MADE. LOVE. TO BRITTNEY!" By now Sam had backed Mercedes into the wall, his face was red and he was breathing hard. "Sam you married her, hell you didn't even know it was a fake marriage until they told you! You started a damn cat family with her, and now you are standing here telling me you never fucked your wife?" Mercedes rolled her eyes and walked away from him. "I'm telling you I never fucked Britt, oh God yes I did that stupid marriage thing with her, but I knew it wasn't real. I may be pretty but I'm not dumb!" Sam all but yelled. "Did you really just say that? Cause with all the stupid shit you've been doing I would think 'DumbAss' was tattooed on your ass!" Mercedes shot back.
Pulling at his hair Sam thought he would lose his mind, this conversation was going downhill fast. "Ok, look, can we just sit down for a minute and let me explain some things to you, please." Sam pleaded. Mercedes hesitated for a couple of minutes then took a seat. "First and most importantly I have NEVER had sex with Brittney. You are the only woman I have ever made love to. Did I ever have any physical contact with Brittney, yes, but not what you're thinking, we made out but never anything below the waist and never under the clothes." Sam, looked down, rubbing the back of his neck. "It just didn't feel right, she wasn't you. She wasn't soft and warm like you, she didn't smell like vanilla and strawberries. As long as I closed my eyes I could pretend, but I could only pretend for so long, Mercedes, she wasn't you. SHE. WASN'T. YOU."
Mercedes had to look away, the look in Sam's eyes told her he was telling her the truth. But she was still hurt and so damned confused. " All those things I did, the cat, the fake wedding, quitting sports, saying things to people that I never should have." Sam sighed, "I quit tying in class, as you can see by my SAT score. I didn't want to face reality. My reality was living in LA, having the time of her life and I was stuck here, in Lima, Ohio. I gave up, I just didn't care anymore. If I didn't have you I didn't see any reason to try. Every time you came home you seemed so happy and I knew I was in your past. That you didn't need me in your life. Hell I ran around pretending to be my own twin brother." Sam leaned back on the couch, "I'm not making excuses for what I did, I'm just telling you why I did them. If I faced the truth Mercedes I would have broken. So I hid the real me and became this asshole."
Mercedes watched him carefully. "Sam, do you blame me for the way your life is now?" Sam shot upright, "What! No, no, everything that has happened I did to myself. At first I was mad at myself for posting the video of you on YouTube, but then I remembered you were born to be a star and video or not you would still be in LA, or some other place shining. Like I said, you ain't no skim milk baby, you're the cream rising to the top."
"I need to apologize to you for something else." Sam said, he could feel the heat rising to his face but he had to face up to everything. "When Britt called Wade you I didn't speak up. I can't even tell you how ashamed of myself I am for not speaking up for you. There is no excuse that I could give you, because there is no excuse. I also need you to know how sorry I am for putting my relationship with Brittney in your face. You didn't deserve any of the shit I put you through. I know you will never forget the things that I have done to hurt you but I hope one day you will forgive me."
"Sam, why did you come here today? Why did you get Kurt to talk to me? Why after all this time? Is it because Brittney is gone and you need a female on your arm?" Mercedes voice was soft yet firm. She needed to know the answers to those questions.
Taking a deep breath and knowing this was it Sam turned and looked at her. "Mercedes I love you, I have never stopped loving you. I wanted you to know how I feel, yes I want you back, you have no idea how desperately I want you. But I also know that I fucked up royally. I don't know if you still love me, God knows I am praying that you do. I know I have to earn your forgiveness, I have to earn your trust, I have to earn your love. But I am willing to do anything you need me to do. I am willing to wait however long it takes. Because at the end of the wait I know you are worth it. I just pray that you think I might be worth taking another chance on.
"Mercedes, Britt and I broke up before the Thanksgiving holidays. I just asked her to keep up the pretense." With no warning Sam felt the sting of Mercedes palm against his face again. "Fuck!" Sam yelled as he jumped up. "What was that for?" Mercedes calmly examined her nails before looking up at him, "That was for being a dumb ass yet again." she said. "Are you going to hit me again?' Sam asked. "That depends, anymore dumb ass shit gonna come out of your mouth?" she asked. Taking a couple of steps back Sam slowly shook his head.
"Ok, we need to talk about you graduating. What are the chances?" she asked. Sam sat back down and relaxed somewhat. Damn, she's not kidding when she says she can take you to the carpet. She might be pocket-sized but I know I would rather fight Puck then try to take her on! "Well, all my teachers have given me extra work to bring my grades up. I've also been studying with Artie so I can take my SAT's again. I'm sure I will be able to, I've been working hard, and Artie's been great. I'm still hoping to get into some school in LA." He said shooting her a quick look to see her reaction.
Mercedes didn't react, at least not outwardly, inside her stomach had butterflies. "Sam, I believe in you, you can do anything you set your mind to. You took care of your family when your parents couldn't. You came back to Lima and fought until you got me back as your girlfriend. You have done all these wonderful things." You just have to be the Sam I fell in love with." Sam looked up quickly, "Does that mean you still love me?" he asked hopefully. "What it means is I have a lot to think about. I still have some issues with some of the things we talked about today. I need to process all of this." Sam nodded, he was willing to give her any time she needed. "If you want to ask me anything else, would you please call me? he asked. "Of course I will" she replied, "I just need to think" Sam stood up to leave. he wanted to hug her, just to feel her body against his, just one more time. Sam sent her a small smile as he walked to the door, turning to her he said "I hope to hear from you soon"
Mercedes smiled softly at him, "We will talk again Sam, and if I have more questions I will call you, I promise" Closing the door Mercedes let out a deep breath, so much to think about. When had her life become a soap opera.
Later that night Mercedes received an email from Blaine, there was an attachment to it. The short message said: Mercedes, please watch the video I've attached. This was taken on Valentine's night. He didn't know I was filming him. He was staying over that night, we were having a bro's night. Mercedes clicked on the video and there was Sam sitting at a desk with his guitar. He slowly began to play, then she heard him start to sing...
I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let 'em out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while even though
Goin' on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm okay
But that's not what gets me
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And havin' so much to say
And watchin' you walk away
And never knowin'
What could've been
And not seein' that lovin' you
Is what I was tryin' to do
It's hard to deal with the pain of losin' you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' it
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still harder gettin' up, gettin' dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade, give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken
What hurts the most
Is being so close
And havin' so much to say
(Much to say)
And watchin' you walk away
And never knowin'
What could've been
And not seein' that lovin' you
Is what I was tryin' to do, oh
Oh yeah
What hurts the most
Was being so close
And havin' so much to say
(To say)
And watchin' you walk away
And never knowin'
What could've been
And not seein' that lovin' you
Is what I was tryin' to do
Not seein' that lovin' you
That's what I was trying to do, ooo
As the last chords died away Sam broke down in could hear his sobs as he called her name over and over. Mercedes stopped the video and just touched his image, as her tears fell.
A/N Wow, that was hard to write this leaves me in awe of all you fabulous writers that do this all the time, You guys rock!
So do you think Sam explained himself? Or does he have a lot more to open up about? Tell me what you think. What do you think of Cedes reaction? Lol, I know you guys think Blaine is being a creeper taping everyone. While Cedes was home over Christmas break the three were together and she was singing hence Blaine taping it. As for Sam, with him being so changed he rarely played so when Blaine heard him he couldn't resist, he just didn't know it would be such a heartbreaking moment.
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