A/N: Y'all today has been a crazy day I would tell you about how it started out but nah imma focus on the fun! I'm a history buff and since his name was uttered to me at the tender age of 4 and in 2nd grade when I watched that documentary I've always wanted to visit this place FINALLY today 19/20 years later I visited The King Center and Ebenezer Baptist Church PRICELESS! Just priceless! I walked the streets he walked. MAN! Anyway not to bore y'all with my history adventures…moving on. I know this is late I had a crazy day I didn't go to sleep until 2 and I was up by 5 ish going on 6 ate breakfast, headed to ATL and the damn GPS kept sending us to a damn military base! So I had to hotspot my iPhone as a GPS to take us the 4 hours to and from Atlanta! It was hell. Shall we?
This flashback is by Zeejack and she suggested - Would be interesting to see Sam's reaction during her Grammy speech and seeing her and Tank on the red carpet. *snaps snaps*
Let's go!
Sam's POV
Tonight is the Grammy's and I rarely watch these things yet alone the red carpet but there's a reason for my tuning in tonight, Mercedes is nominated in 2 categories and she's performing. And she just arrived on the red carpet.
"Damn you look good girl."
"Thank you baby." I looked over my shoulder and scoffed. "I'm not talking about you Tammy. I'm talking about Mercedes Jones."
"That no singing one hit wonder."
I grabbed the remote hitting pause on Mercedes. "Excuse you."
"Problem?"
"Hell yeah, I have a problem. What talent do you possess? Huh?" She sulked in her seat. "Can you name them? How many CD's have you sold? Have you opened for a number one artist like Bey? How many of your songs have made the top 10? Humor me. No better yet I'll humor you Tammy. The answers to those questions are, none, can't, zero, zero, zero. Hush? My girl is walking the red carpet. Shut up." I hit play.
"Your girl? Yet she's on the arm of another man walking the red carpet! Sam get over her! She don't want you!" She yelled.
"Tammy you have two options, shut up or get out you pick because you don't want me to pick for you."
"Oh, I want you to pick for me."
"Fine! Get out!" I pointed to the door.
"What? Just like that? Without hesitation."
"Hell yeah, and give me your key." I dug through her purse and found them jingling in her face. "Thanks."
"So you're just kicking me out. What did I do?"
"There's a rule in my house and you don't bad mouth my girl."
"Sam, for the umpteenth time she's not your girl I am."
I looked around. "No you not 5 minutes ago I told you to get out and I got your key." I walked over to the door opening it. "You can leave. You can pick up your stuff whenever because it's going to be by the dumpster I would let you do it tonight but you're holding me up from my couch and red carpet."
"You said you loved me."
"Automated response I don't love you, never have, never will. I'll be nice to you can stay until the end of the show and then you gotta go." I looked at the screen and Mercedes was being interviewed by Unique. "Oooh move move out the way, they're interviewing Mercedes." I pushed her to the side jumping over the couch and landing perfectly in the laid back position.
"Who do we have here?! Mercedes you look lovely tonight. Who are you wearing?"
"I'm wearing Christian Siriano." She waved to the fans, I waved back to my screen. "Hi baby."
"It looks lovely on you."
"Damn right it does! Hugs you in all of the right places bae! Oh!"
"Thanks."
"No Problem."
"Before we get into the questions I've just been informed that you've won your first Grammy Best R&B Album of the year."
"She won! YES!" I jumped off the couch ran over to the TV and kissed the screen. "You did it baby! You did it! Yes. Mercedes Jones, Grammy Winner."
"What?! Wow! I'm just so speechless. I'm just stunned this is the best news ever!"
"Who would you like to thank?"
"The fans, my producer, my publicist I mean my friends and family. Just thank you to everyone. One down one more to get."
"Tonight you're performing care to give us a little taste of what you'll be singing tonight."
"Um…it's a song from my CD of course and I have a special twist to my performance back to my Glee Club days."
"Can we get a snippet of it?"
"No, no." I laughed. "You'll see it with everyone else."
"There you have it ladies and gentleman the lovely and First time Grammy winner, Mercedes Jones."
"She won."
"So, who is that guy?" I glanced at the screen cutting my eyes at the image of Tank.
"That's her boyfriend but it's supposed to be me. We broke up. I remember asking her this question back in high school, "think you're gonna get married someday?" I smiled. "You know what her response was. After I win my first Grammy. Tonight… it happened and I'm not the one to escort her down that red carpet." I plopped down on the couch. "It's supposed to be me. I had it all planned out she'd win and I drop down on my knee asking her to marry me right then and there but I'm here watching her on the arm of another man."
"Well, to me she doesn't look too happy."
Tank had just said something to Mercedes and whatever he whispered she didn't like it. I know her. "I know she's putting on a brave face. Something is bothering her and I wish I knew what it was. I'd make it all go away. She's worried about something. Watch she's gonna chew on her lip." She nibbled on it twice. "I told you."
"She looks pregnant."
"Pregnant?!" I laughed. "I know I just broke up with you and all but hopefully you aren't saying that so I can take you back because I'm not."
"You not?"
She asked looking disappointed. "No."
She sighed. "Yeah, I was saying that to say it but she does look pregnant to me."
"Can't be she' celibate besides if she was going to go through with that I'd be for first one to well…yeah." I pointed to yours truly.
"Maybe she gave it to the one she's in a relationship with unlike someone who leaves one high and suffering it. Oral can only do so much baby." She stared me down.
I set my glass down. "I'm waiting for the right girl to expose my heart to it may sound crazy but when I do that again I want that woman to be my wife and I her husband and her and I will be open to another. I can't do that with just anyone."
"I know but I wasn't just anyone I was your girlfriend a few minutes ago. I'm gone Sam, you can enjoy ogling a girl that has moved on but you haven't. I'll be back in a couple of days to pick up my stuff." She grabbed her bag and dipped I gave her backhand wave and kept watching the Grammy's.
"Ms. Mercedes Jones!" She performed a medley off her CD and then that music plays. "I know that song! It's HELL TO THE NO! What?" I pointed at the screen. "Random guy with a sign that says hell no! That's me! That's me!" I calmed down to watch the rest of her performance but I noticed throughout that she didn't hardly dance, what's up with that? "I like to see you move it baby like I know you can move it!" The show dragged on I would have turned but they cameraman kept showing Mercedes dancing in her seat to a few the songs as they went to break finally the last category she was nominated in was about to be announced.
Two ladies appeared from backstage. "Ladies and Gentleman will you welcome to the stage your winners from the Grammy contest Denise and Monica who will be presenting the Artist of the Year Award "Many of you all in this room know that reaching the top is not easy and to be nominated for this is a high accolade from the music world."
"Each of these artist has risen to the top and has been recognized by us fans and the nominee committee and the nominees for Best New Artist of the Year are Discharge, Any Crabs, Tired Behind Motel, Ouch, Mercedes Jones, Dilated Snowman, Maxim Strokers, Tit You Respect Guitar, Finger, Joystick, Hooker Hut, and Brown Lubrication. Wow, those are some artist names.".
"The hell? Any crabs? Brown Lubrication!" I scratched my head. "Sounds like a booty call gone wrong a few days later I've never heard of any of them I only purchased 1 CD last year and that was Mercedes Jones digital and hard copy and not to mention one for each of my cars, so that's a few CDs. Tired Behind Motel? Cats?"
"And the winner of Best New Artist of the Year is. "The opened the envelope. "Mercedes Jones!" They both screamed.
"YES BABY! YOU DO IT! YOU DID IT! 2 FOR 2!"
Tank gave her a hug and he kissed her that made me feel sick and made me want to hurl. "Oh wow. Um. I'm so happy for this moment first and foremost I would like to thank God without him nothing is possible".
"That's right girl! Thank him! Thank him! TEAM JESUS! YOU DID IT!"
"I've dreamed about this moment since I was in glee club and the-the only reason I'm on this stage today is because of my friend, my, my friend who recorded me and uploaded it to YouTube he then told me that you aren't skim milk no more baby you're the cream that's rising to the top and I've made it! I just want to thank him you know who are STE I always love you."
"She's thanking me. I'll do it again baby. I love you too baby forever an always." I wiped my eyes of the tears that were forming.
"…..and all of my fans, family, and friends. I love you. Thanks."
"Mercedes I know you can't hear me but I gotta do this." I got down on one knee. "Mercedes will you marry me?"
"YES!" She screamed. I jumped up.
"Two for two you did it!"
"YES!" She was backstage being interviewed already by someone she was happy and on cloud 9. I kissed the screen.
"One day Mrs. Evans. One day."