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WDYKH pt. 2

"Sam?"

"Mercedes I-"

"Sam? Sam what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Sam stood straight, what could he say? She moved closer to him. "Sam? Seriously, you look like you're gonna be sick."

She moved closer to him and placed her hand over his head and that's when he finally spoke.

"Do you really love him?"

She stepped away from him and frowned. "Sam, don't do this."

She turned away from him but he grabbed her arm. "Merce please."

"Please what Sam? Why are you here? What did you expect would happen?"

"Mercedes, I came to you after he proposed and you never answered my question… I allowed you to pull away to be an answer but I know it's not… it's not enough for me."

"Sam what does it matter? We are getting married next week, you are supposed to be getting ready to come with us to my Bachelorette party." She stepped away from him, trying her best to calm her racing heart.

"You don't want to marry him, you don't even call him your fiance and you always create distance when I'm around. Tell me you want this and I will go and stand there next to you without uttering a word." He said, stepping closer to her.

"Don't do this Sam. Please."

Sam stepped closer and grabbed her hand. "Tell me to leave, tell me to stop loving you and I will but if you don't then I can't stop… I won't stop."

She stared at him unsure what to say, she wanted to tell him that she didn't love him and he should stop loving her but the truth is, she couldn't. So she just shook her head. "Sam, you don't love me like that. I am your best friend and you are just scared that you will lose me. But you won't. We will be friends no matter what happens."

"Best friends don't kiss in the rain after a bad break up, best friends don't come over to each others places and make love for hours and they damn sure don't fuck in the bathroom during the other's engagement party. I love you because you are more than my best friend, you are my soul and that's what I'm afraid of losing." He replied. He needed to hee to say that she didn't love him and she was avoiding it.

"Those were mistakes! I shouldn't have done that! I know. I just…Sam you are my soul too, we have had each other's back since we were kids. You have been with me every step of the way, and I don't want to lose that either. So we just have to keep our friendship alive and promise to be there." She didn't even know if she was making sense at this point, Sam had a way of driving her crazy.

It had been that way since they first met. And everyday since. Sam was her person and the thought of losing him because she was marrying someone else, it broke her heart. But she didn't have it in her to tell him to leave.

Sam looked at her intensely, shaking his head. "You know, I thought it was me that was too cowardly to admit these things but I think it was myself protecting me from you. You won't admit that you love me but are too afraid to tell me to go, you don't get to have both just like I can't have both. Do you want me as your best man or as your man?"

"I wonder why Sam! How am I supposed to admit anything when I don't even know if it's real! You say you love me, but why is it that you only love me when I am with someone, when I was single and you were with Quinn, I asked you the same thing and you told me I was your person, that had to be enough for me, so why isn't it enough for you?"

"I had no intentions of ever marrying Quinn and this is different! I came to you after he proposed! Hell after you told me he'd been asking for sex I told you what I wanted then! You said it wasn't enough, you said my words were just that, words! I might've picked the worst times but I've always told you that you were my forever!"

Mercedes looked at him, chewing her bottom lip. "Sam…" She closed her eyes, torn.

"You know what, don't bother. I'm sorry I came to you like this… you are right it was all a mistake. Enjoy your bachelorette party, I'll come for my fitting but I won't celebrate this… not with my heart… goodnight." He said walking away and out of the room.

Mercedes stared after him, she wanted to go after him but her feet were stuck. Being with Sam would be everything that she could ever want and more, but if it failed, she not only lost the love of her life, but she lost her best friend, her person. Puck didn't mean what Sam meant, but at least he couldn't hurt her.

"What am I gonna do?" She said to herself as she fell onto the sofa in tears.

Santana walked into the room, part of her wondering if she was going to see Sam and Mercedes naked on the floor, but when she walked in seeing Mercedes on the sofa crying she ran to her kneeling in front of her. "I'll chop it off, what did that big lipped jackass say?"

Mercedes shook her head, sniffling. "Everything I wanted him to say, everything I've been wanting him to say but I couldn't say it back. Doesn't he see that I can't lose that friendship?"

"Cedes, look you know that I am not one to push that whole being in love thing, but anyone who sees you two together knows what you have is something special. You might be saving a friendship by not telling him how you feel, but you are breaking two hearts in the process and marrying a man you don't love. How is that any better?" She said lifting Mercedes face to look at her. "You are my sister, we have been through hell and back together and I will support you, but is this really what you want? To be with Puckerman?"

Mercedes let out a soft sob. I can't do this, San. I can't play with my own heart and keep breaking his, this is the best way to keep us both protected. After Shane and him being with Quinn… we are only so good and Puck is good to me. He makes me laugh. I can live with that."

"Puck makes you laugh, I get that. But what does Sam do for you?" She said, wiping away Mercedes tears.

Mercedes shook her head. "No. It doesn't matter, he gave me an ultimatum and I didn't… I let him walk away. You all think you know him but even I know letting him go means never getting him back. So, I'm going to fix my face and we're going to go downstairs and get drunk because… it's my bachelorette." She said crying even harder.

"Mercedes if you don't get off your ass and find Evans, you will never forgive yourself. No matter what you say, if you were really okay with any of this you wouldn't be crying. And no matter what Sam says, if he loves you, like I know he does, well love like that will never truly walk away." She said standing and pulling Mercedes up with her.

"I don't want to embarrass myself." She replied softly. "He won't make it easy."

"So, when have you ever been afraid of a little hard work?" She asked, raising an eyebrow.

"It's… Sam, there's more at stake here." She said, knowing she was going to go after him regardless. Santana just shot her a knowing look and Mercedes gave her a weary smile before walking out of her suite to go look for Sam.

Sam sat in his room with a bottle of whiskey in his hand. She didn't pick him, and his heart was broken, because he had to stand up and pretend he wasn't giving the love of his life away to another man. Taking a swig of his drink, he shook his head. "What is the point of being in love if it never works out?" he said to himself, taking another sip.

"Sam!" Mercedes said banging on his door. "Sam, open up please!"

Sam closed his eyes as he heard Mercedes call out to him, he wasn't sure if it was in his head or real but he didn't care, all he needed was his drink and time. Loving her meant being good enough to let her go.

"Come on, Sammy! I know you're in there… just please let me in." She said pleadingly.

Sam took another long swig before standing and walking to the door. He opened it and gave her a nod. "Mercedes, to what do I owe the honor?"

Mercedes took a deep breath and looked at him. "Sam, I need to say something and I just need you to let me say it okay?" She said, trying to move past him but he blocked her way.

"You can speak from right there Mercedes."

She nodded. "Okay… I wanted to tell you that even though I'm nervous, this will probably be really hard but I want-"

Sam held up his hand. "I'm not going to stop you from marrying him and I hope you and Noah the best." He interrupted before taking another swig of whiskey.

Mercedes stared at him. "Sam, if you would just listen to what I have to say. I am trying to tell you-"

"Mercedes we are friends and that's all you wanna be. I get it. So go to your party and have fun."

Mercedes shook her head. "Sam, just listen to me. I'm trying to tell you that-" She was cut off by the door being shut in her face.

She stood there dumbfounded before letting out a breath, she hadn't even realized like she wasn't breathing. She knocked on his door again but didn't get an answer. She placed her head against the door, tears falling from her. "But I love you." She said barely above a whisper.

Mercedes looked out to her family and friends, but the one face she couldn't bear to look at was Sam's. They hadn't so much as said two words to each other since the night he slammed the door in her face. While he stood for her as her best man, there was just less love in the air and it suffocated her.

Puck took her hand and she tried to focus, telling herself she could be happy marrying him. She could be happy with him, and they had a great future, and he was a great man. It was her mantra, and the only way she could get through the day.

Sam flinched when he heard them say 'I do' and that was the last thing he heard before leaving, he didn't stay to make a speech or to see them off. She'd chosen her person and he had to move on.

Mercedes felt like everything was happening in hyperdrive, one second she was saying her vows, then they were being led out to a waiting limo so they could go on their honeymoon before she found herself standing outside of a familiar brownstone.

She blinked and she was divorced. She tried, she tried really hard but her heart wouldn't let her be with Noah, he was as patient as he could be but after a month he'd had enough. She knew it would need to happen but every time they would try, she would start bawling her eyes out.

She went where her heart had been screaming for the past year.

Sam's.

OMG! WHYYYY?