(a/n- hope you enjoy)
He was angry, and I mean really angry. He lived in New York City. He was a millionaire as he played professional football with his best friend Finn. He had a sweet life of meaningless hookups.
He stormed to the kitchen and gulped down what seemed like gallons of milk straight from the carton, he had seen the invitation. The wedding. The whole of glee will be there
Including Quinn. The only girl he had loved. He hadn't thought of her in over 2 years yet as soon as this invitation slipped through his mailbox, his fury shot up. He couldn't contain it.
"Stupid liar" he uttered as he was flicking through his high school book. Once he had reached "F" he shuddered in anger, there she was. With her long blonde hair and beaming smile.
" Hides her evil perfectly" he chuckled to himself. Despite the fact that Quinn was always going to be his girl, he had grown some resentment towards her especially after the Graduation incident.
Sam grabbed the phone from it's cradle and dialled the numbers viciously picturing her face on each number.
" Hey Rach? It's Sam Evans, I'm going to come to your wedding…yes it is cool….yes it's good to hear from you too…."
He can't wait to see her smug, lonely face as she realises her mistake. This will be amazing.