So, it's been a while...but I finally got the chapter finished.
Sam definitely didn't like the look Mercedes was sporting at the moment...no, glares were totally not her thing.
"Quinn was here?" She growled through gritted teeth.
Sam gulped as he nodded, however he seemed to be unable to form any words.
"Why, was she here?" His girlfriend asked.
Sam shrugged, "b-baby-sit." It's really all he felt he could say.
The dark girl stood up, "I can't believe you lied to me!"
What! When did I lie? Were his thoughts. Sam shook his head as he stood up, "really it-it was nothing."
"Ha!" Mercedes laughed, "nothing, right I really shouldn't be worried at all."
Sam nodded, "exactly." He shrugged, "you shouldn't, because I only wanna be with you." He got a bad taste in his mouth as he let the words slip through his lips.
Mercedes' features seemed to lighten up, "good. I like hearing that." She smiled, "I think however, I should head home for a little while."
"What, you just got here?" Sam stepped forward a little.
Mercedes stood up, "yeah, but I don't think you want me to stay."
"Of course I do." It was a lie.
The dark girl sighed, "maybe so...but I don't want to be here."
Sam closed his eyes, "I should have told you, I realize this." He looked at her face...and he saw pain in her eyes, something he could never tell about Quinn, he could never tell how Quinn was feeling, but Mercedes, with Mercedes he could always tell. Always. "But nothing happened." He nodded firmly, "nothing was going to happen either."
She just stood there looking hurt, "I know I had told you I couldn't come earlier, and it was the truth. If you had told me over the phone or in person even that you were going to ask Quinn to help you I wouldn't have minded. But you didn't, you told me you'd just do it alone...but it was a lie."
Sam nodded, Oh, so that's when I lied! "But nothing happened."
"Yeah, huh Sammy...she gave you the ring," Stacy corrected her older brother.
Sam looked at her in the you're-so-not-helping way, "thank you, Stacy."
The little girl just beamed back at him.
Sam turned back to Mercedes, "can we just talk?" He asked.
Mercedes shook her head, "No, I don't think it's a conversation you want to have in front of them." She pointed to the little Evans children.
Sam sighed, "but..."
"not now."
"I'll call you," Sam said to her as she turned to the door.
"No, you let me call you." She yelled over her shoulder as she left the room.
Sam fell back onto the bed. Stevie who had said nothing yet looked at his brother, "she's gonna break up with you." He told him.
Sam glared at him, "shut up, Stevie."
Stacy hopped up and sat on her older brothers stomach, "it's okay Sammy...Mercedes is great, but we all love Quinn more."
"Even you." Stevie added.
Sam stared at them, Mercedes is great, but we all love Quinn more. Well he couldn't deny that could he?
Quinn was staring blankly at the TV. She had actually turned to face Santana about four times and thought about saying something to her, but it seemed as though she always thought better of it.
Santana however, had noticed all of this, and it was annoying the hell out of her. The sixth time Quinn did it she met her halfway her brown eyes locking with the blonde's hazel ones. "What's bothering you, Q?"
"That rhymed," Quinn tried to change the subject.
"Yeah, sometimes that unintentionally happens, so what's wrong?" Santana asked.
Quinn shrugged, "this movie's pretty good." She looked back to the small screen.
"It's Irobot, you hate it," Santana threw back at her.
Quinn nodded, "yeah, but Will Smith is hot."
Santana shrugged, "he is, but that doesn't bother you." She grabbed the remote and shut the TV off, "I'm all yours."
Quinn sighed, but she reluctantly faced her friend, "Sam asked me to baby-sit with him today."
Santana nodded, "how is that a problem, don't you love Mr. froggy lips?"
Quinn glared at her, "calling people names isn't nice Santana."
"Okay it's noted Barbie." She ignored the glare Quinn gave her as she continued, "So, anyway?"
Quinn nodded, "anyway...he asked me to baby-sit and then about an hour or so later he asked me to leave."
"Leave?" Santana asked.
Quinn nodded, "yeah, he said he and Mercedes are planning some kind of Glee thing."
"What Glee thing?"
"I have no idea, but my point is he asked me to leave...and I don't think he was being completely honest about the Glee thing."
"Why?"
"Because he asked me to leave I mean he asked me to come...and then he just all of a sudden asked me to leave," The blonde shook her head, "he didn't even mention a damn thing about the Glee thing."
Santana shrugged, "so you do like Trouty Mouth."
"You're just ignoring the point completely." Quinn claimed.
Santana shrugged, "you still loving Sammy Evans is a epic thing."
Quinn rolled her eyes, "and you're pathetic...turn the movie back on."
Santana glared at her, "Quinn, come on...I'm just joking."
"Turn it on!"
"Fine, fine." Santana picked the remote up and turned the movie back on.
This isn't over...She glanced at her friend.
So, it's a bit longer, to make up for the long wait...
...anyway, thanks for reading
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