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Old Ghost

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Sam asked before punching his brother again.

"Dude! I came to make amends!" His brother shouted trying to block the blows his brother was delivering.

"Amends my ass!" Sam shouted punching his brother repeatedly before he heard someone scream stop making him look up and he was met by a beautiful redhead with a tear stained face, she tried to push Sam off his brother to no avail.

"Get off of him!" She shouted and this time Sam moved only after he punched his brother once more. He watched as the red head helped his brother and wiped his busted lip before shooting Sam a dark look.

"I'm okay Chels..." His brother Jack said, sighing and looking at Sam worriedly.

"I guess introductions are due... Sam this is-"

"I don't give a damn who she is, why are you here?"

"Sam please, I really am here to fix things between us!" Jack pleaded.

"You sure took your fucking time! I lost so much because of what you did that night, I lost... no, get off my property before I beat the shit out of you again!" Sam said, shaking his head and turning around and starting to walk away before feeling a soft hand on his arm.

"Please... I know you don't know me but... I need him to be whole before we have our baby." The redhead said with pleading eyes and Sam shot a dark look at his brother shaking his head.

"Did he tell you what he did? Did he tell you that he doesn't deserve shit from me?" Sam asked, his voice growing harder by the second. "It's not me that needs to know the fucking truth it's her and all of my damn friends!"

"Sam…"

"No! You want to be whole? Go tell Mercedes the truth, go watch as her view of you changes... go see how it feels to watch someone you love look at you like a fucking monster and then you come back and tell me how that feels!" He spat, running his hands through his hair.

"I allowed this shit to go on for too long and for what? For my stupid ass brother who went off and got some girl pregnant and expects me to forgive him because NOW he needs to make things right! Not when I begged him for two years straight to just tell one person so she would look at me again without hating me, so she would smile at me again and mean it."

Jack shook his head. "No that's-"

"I had to watch her marry someone else, I had to see her go off and live a life that was meant for us so no fuck you Jack! You got to keep going while my life halted, sure I reached one of my goals but the love of my fucking life isn't beside me... I never even got the chance to tell her I loved... that I still love her!" Sam said, his voice shaking towards the end.

"Sam, I can fix this! Let me fix this for the both of you, let me prove to you that I can make this right!" Jack pleaded and Sam just shook his head before walking away but he stopped and turned and looked at the red head.

"Congratulations... I'll send a gift." He said before walking inside leaving his brother and the red head out there.

Three Weeks Later

Mercedes

Breaking News!

Trouble in paradise? RnB's Sweetheart Mercedes Jones and Footballer husband heading towards splitsville? A source close to Anthony confirms that the football star has moved out of their shared home in Malibu and other reports have since spotted the Pro-baller entertaining many different women all of which is not his wife! We reached out to Mercedes' team and have not gotten anything back.

"UGH! Why couldn't he wait to do this!" She screamed at the tv as her best friend Kurt gave her a sorry look.

"Good riddance, he was never the one for you." Kurt said shrugging and pouring her another glass of wine.

"You never liked him." She said, rolling her eyes.

"I also said it wouldn't last and looks like I was right. I am your biggest cheerleader but one thing I will never do is lie to you so when I told you all those years ago he was going to hold you back, which he did and that he was going to break your heart... but that part I got wrong because he never had it to break it... someone else did." He said, taking a sip from his glass.

"Oh we are not talking about he who must not be named!"

"Why not? You already have all of our friends basically shunning him and you even pay Quinn and Artie extra to keep him away from you and not to do any type of business with him."

"Wait, what do you mean everyone is shunning him?" She asked, looking at him confused.

"Don't act like you didn't know! That night a line was drawn and some picked sides while others decided to remain neutral like me and Santana. We're the only two who aren't afraid of your wrath and we don't mind going toe to toe with you."

"What happened that night... I never meant for anyone to pick sides." She said honestly, chugging her drink before pouring her another glass and looking at Kurt with sad eyes.

"Yes you did! Otherwise you wouldn't still be paying Artie and Quinn those bonuses or secretly showing up when Rachel shows up in town to visit him. You won but you keep stabbing him because you haven't forgiven him for hurting you and you want him to feel like you did that's why you married that asshole." Kurt answered bluntly.

"Kurt I... I really never intended for any of you to get involved, Artie and Quinn are different, they're a part of my career. I can't have them focusing on his already explosive career."

"You keep telling yourself that but I bet if I looked in your phone his name will still be under 'Sammy'. Everything you did, you did out of spite because you think he didn't/ doesn't love you but in all those years have you seen him with anyone else? Answer me this, can you handle him getting married to another woman while you were in attendance?"

"Kurt, I never invited him to my wedding..." Mercedes admitted honestly. "I didn't know he was there until after I had already said I do..."

"Be happy you didn't see him after." Kurt replied looking at his watch before getting up taking his glass to the kitchen with her following close behind.

"What do you mean by that?" She asked but he just shook his head.

"Ask him, I've said more than I needed to at this point." He responded, pulling her into a hug and giving her a small peck on her lips before walking out, leaving her there trying to figure out what the hell he meant.

Mercedes sat in her living room trying to rack her brain on what Kurt let slip about her being happy she didn't see Sam after her wedding but she didn't remember seeing Kurt ever leave... she saw Sam briefly when he walked up to her and told them congratulations... She also remembered her shrugging him off and kissing Anthony as her response to his congratulations.

"Hello?"

"W-why were you at m-my wedding?"

"Merce?"

"No! Y-you don't call me that anymore!"

"Are you drunk?" Sam asked, sitting up and looking at the clock seeing that it was 3 am.

"Nope! I'm not d-drunk now, answer my question!" She slurred.

"Mercedes, where are you?"

"Not at my house!" She giggled before hearing a click and looking at her phone angrily before trying to dial his number again but everything was blurry.

She started to walk towards her room but decided it was best she stay where she was at that moment because her legs no longer operated the way she needed them. She went to pour her another glass of wine but the bottle was empty and she pouted because she couldn't remember if she had another bottle or not.

After much self deliberation she convinced herself she did and headed towards her kitchen right as she heard a knock on her door. She wobbled over to it not checking to see who it was and opened it frowning when she saw it was Sam.

"Nope." She said before trying to close the door but he stopped it with his hand giving her a warning look.

"Why the hell are you drinking?" He asked, pushing the door back open and coming inside, closing the door behind him.

He looked at her and ignored the fact that she was barely dressed as he reached for her robe and closed it, tying it off for good measure. He heard her soft hiccup before making eye contact with her again, she looked as beautiful as the day they'd met but he could tell she was beyond drunk.

"Why are you here!" She finally said poking at his firm chest letting her finger linger before he grabbed it and placed it at her side.

"You shouldn't be drinking alone in this big house, something could have happened to you." Sam said, walking past her into her kitchen grabbing her some water.

"H-hey, I'm a grown woman and can do what I please! Now get out! You're not wanted here!" She said taking the cup from him and watching as he walked passed her to her living room.

"I always wondered how you decorated this place..." He said ignoring her and frowning when he saw how ordinary it looked.

He heard her feet pattering behind him and saw the perplexed look on her face. He couldn't help but look at her intensely, she was just so damn beautiful even in her drunken state she looked stunning.

Her cheeks were flushed and her hair was completely disheveled from her running her fingers through her curls. He looked at her lips and wanted so badly to kiss her but knew it wouldn't and shouldn't happen.

He moved his eyes from her lips and to her eyes and felt the breath in his lungs leave him. She was looking at him with the cutest expression, her brown eyes looked like pools of honey in the moon light and she looked almost ethereal.

"Why'd you come to my wedding?" She asked again softly.

"I needed to know... I needed to make sure you were happy and you looked so..." He said trailing off and running a hand through his hair. Mercedes moved forward looking at him with sad eyes.

"How'd I look?" She asked, invading his personal space and he inhaled sharply, she always smelled like honey and it was always his weakness.

"You looked beyond beautiful, I still remember how your hair looked... you had it up with curls coming down with this silver tiara and veil with those cute dangly earrings." He said daring to touch some of her loose hairs moving them out of her face.

"I did?" She asked surprised.

"Mhm... come on let's get you to bed." Sam replied changing the subject and wondering where her husband was considering it was late well early.

He looked at her waiting for her to show him the way and when she finally started moving he followed her up the stairs until they reached her room. She headed in but Sam hesitated taking a deep breath, when she looked at him she was asking him a silent question.

"Lay down Mercedes." Sam said, still standing in the doorway.

"Sam, you can come in here." She said still doing as he said.

"No, I can't. I'll be down stairs until you wake up. Get some rest." He said turning to walk back down stairs.

"This doesn't change anything between us." She said and he froze before nodding and letting out a ragged breath.

"I know." He said under his breath before walking down stairs and sitting down on her sofa. He wasn't the least bit tired any more, especially now since that old pain in his heart came back the second she said those words.

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