I might be putting y'all out of your misery

maybe...

eh...lol

The Path You Chose

Sam came stomping down the stairs only to see that no one had left like he instructed, further pissing him off because he didn't want to deal with any more people for the rest of the day. He looked at Quinn and saw the worried look on her face letting him know they heard everything that happened up there.

"She's fine." Was his only explanation before looking at Lauren and simply nodding.

"I'll let Ms. Berry know and we'll schedule some outings." Lauren said before nodding the rest of his team out.

"Sam you don't-" Quinn started but stopped when he just looked at her before shaking his head.

"It was good seeing you both." He said right as Mercedes came down the stairs with an unreadable expression. Artie took her bag sharing a look with her before walking out with Quinn right behind him.

"Sam…" She didn't know what to say and when he refused to even look at her she just nodded and walked out not before hearing him throw something at his wall.

Two Months Later

Mercedes rolled over groaning slightly before looking at the clock on her end table, she had a five thirty call time and was already dreading the day. She hadn't seen or heard from Sam outside of their required meetings for table reads, today she would be on set all day with him and she was more than sure she was going to be there as well. She stayed in bed a little while longer and mustered the strength to get out of bed and start her morning routine hours before she usually did it and to make matters worse she'd been getting random phone calls from who she only could guess was Anthony.

She showered before getting dressed in simple jeans and a shirt before grabbing some food to snack on and headed out but as soon as she stepped outside she was bombarded with cameras and reporters in her face.

"Mercedes, are the rumors true? Did you leave your husband in the hopes of getting with Sam only to get shot down?"

"Is it true you're having his love child?"

"Isn't Rachel an old friend of yours? A friend that Sam left you for? You two had a dating history right?

Mercedes froze when she heard that last question because no one knew about them except their friends and Anthony. Anthony. She thought before hurrying to her car and driving out of her driveway calling Quinn feeling anger rushing through her as she waited for her to answer.

"Merc-"

"Either Rachel or Anthony is feeding my fucking pass to the media and you need to figure out who it is." She said cutting her off.

"Wait… what? I thought you were calling about the other thing." Quinn said, completely confused.

"What other thing?"

"It's not something we should talk about over the phone…"

"Quinnnn…"

"You really need to stop turning your phone off at night, check Instagram." Quinn said and luckily for Mercedes she'd reached a red light quickly pulling up her profile only to feel the blood drain from her and cause her to let out hard breath.

"These… no, no, no these are from… h-he did this to me?" She asked not wanting to believe it and before Quinn could answer she hung up and when the light turned green she sped off getting to the lot in record time. She got out of her car knowing she needed to go to her trailer before checking in and getting to hair and make-up but she had another place to stop first.

"Okay and we have everything set up for your next interview for a few days from now and -"

"Oh shit! No, no, no! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" Sam shouted, shaking his head when he saw the picture of Mercedes on his feed.

"What? What's wrong?" Everyone asked right as his trailer door flung open and an angry Mercedes stormed in making everyone in her path back away before she reached her intended person.

"Merc- '' Sam started before he felt her fist make contact with his jaw. It was hard enough to make him stumble back slightly but not enough to leave a bruise.

"FUCK YOU!" She said with tears rolling down her face and sheer disgust in her eyes, a look he'd only seen once before and his heart completely sank.

"I didn't do this Mercedes, I swear I didn't." Sam said knowing it was falling on deaf ears but he hoped she could hear the truth in his voice.

"You were the only person who saw those, the only person that had copies and the only person I trusted with them. It all leads back to you, I took those for you our sophomore year of college and you've held onto them this long!" She said hiccuping slightly.

"Mercedes I did NOT do this, I don't know how they got out but you can not blame me this time!" Sam spat back tired of being accused for things he didn't have the slightest control over.

"Hey what's.. oh." Rachel said, stopping when she saw Mercedes.

"And you, you fucking bitch you couldn't let me have one damn thing! Solo after solo, competition after competition and that wasn't enough! You have to go and rip my heart out in the process too, you two deserve each other." Mercedes said, shaking her head before starting to walk out but stopped turning on her heels to look back at Rachel.

"Mercedes don't." Sam pleaded only to get her dark eyes cut at him before Mercedes punched Rachel in the face making her scream out.

"That's for fucking my man you worthless piece of shit." Mercedes said this time storming out walking to her trailer shaking. When she finally made it she slammed the door and allowed herself to finally cry over that moment again.

Flashback

"MJ! Are you sure you don't need a ride?" Matt, a football player she was tutoring asked.

"No, Sam will be here soon plus I need to go to the bookstore thanks though." She replied with a smile before shooting Sam a text letting him know to pick her up from there. She'd been tutoring his team mate for a few months and Sam insisted on picking her up after so she wouldn't have to walk alone at night back to their apartment.

"Okay see you Wednesday!" Matt said before they both walked off, when she made it to the library she had expected him to have texted back but figured he was driving so she went ahead and grabbed what she needed and waited in the coffee shop for him to call.

After another thirty minutes passed she started to get worried so she decided to call him but it went straight to voicemail which was strange so she called Santana since she lived in the same building as them.

"Hey chica!"

"'Hey can you do me a favor and see if Sam's truck is in his spot?"

"Yeah hold on… yeah it's there, everything okay?"

"He was supposed to be here thirty minutes ago."

"Well that is odd, want me to go see if he's okay?"

"No, I'll just walk, it's not far."

"Bitch please, I'll come get you and we can plot a way to make him feel bad for leaving you stranded."

"Ha! Okay!"

She hung up giggling and shaking her head knowing that whatever Santana had up her sleeve was going to result in Sam buying them both something they didn't need. She walked out just as Santana pulled up being greeted by a mischievous grin before she pulled off headed to their complex.

"Has Trouty ever been this late?"

"No, he's usually already there when I walk out or he'll sit in on the last end of my sessions."

"Hmm… maybe he lost track of time?"

"Maybe."

"Wait, is that Jack?" Mercedes asked as they pulled up and Santana nodded.

"Guess so, that's probably why he was late."

"Need me to go in with you?" Santana asked worriedly.

"Nah Jack's harmless… towards me at least." She responded by waving and getting out heading to their apartment.

"Sam baby?" She said once she got inside not getting a response, she walked to their bedroom freezing the moment she saw what was going on.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!" She shouted, making Rachel look back at her with a mischievous smirk.

"Mercedes?" She heard Sam say before shoving Rachel off of him, "I knew something didn't feel right."

"The lack of ass and lips should've told you that but clearly it didn't stop you from putting your dick in her!" Mercedes shouted and before he could get up she ran out going straight to Santana's place.

"Yo why the hell are you banging on my-" Santana started but stopped when she saw the look on Mercedes' face. "What's wrong chica?"

"He fucked Rachel, that's why he wasn't there because he was fucking the hobbit bitch." Mercedes said, allowing herself to be engulfed into her friend's arms.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes, I walked in on them."

"Oh hell no! I'm going to beat both of their asses!" Santana said letting go and starting to leave before she caught her shaking her head.

"It's not worth it, just let me crash here tonight please?"

"Yes of course." Santana said seething and vowing to beat their asses after she went to sleep.

End Flashback

"Mercedes open up please." She heard from outside shaking her head like they could see her.

"Go away!" She shouted pushing off the floor and looking at the door.

"No, now open the door." Sam said firmly because whether she liked it or not they were having this conversation today. He waited a few more moments before trying the door and opening it quickly backing away when her tiny hand came at his face again.

"GET OUT!" She shouted going to swing again only to be stopped when she saw Rachel standing behind him holding her nose which was still bleeding.

"Oh I know damn well you di-" She stopped when he placed a hand over her mouth looking at Rachel.

"Jack and I set Sam up that night, I was jealous that he chose you over me and you were getting the recognition I felt I deserved in all the art classes and programs. Jack was upset about something that happened I guess between the three of you and we made this elaborate plan up…" Rachel said still standing cautiously near the door.

"That's the best you can come up with?" She said when he moved his hand but she wasn't believing a word of it because if that was the case why were they still in contact.

"Mercedes you immediately thought I was sleeping with her because I was topless and she was naked. Jack came into town and we blazed up a little and I knew I needed to stop because I had to come get you but he convinced me that Santana was coming to get you and when you hadn't called I thought that was true." Sam explained at this point he wasn't even trying to get her to understand so they could get back together it was so she would stop blaming him for something he never did.

"I texted you and you never responded so that's not holding up." She said shaking her head.

"I took his phone and deleted the message." Rachel admitted softly. "Sam was only shirtless, he still had his boxers on I waited until I heard you and then I undressed and starting kissing him." Rachel took a cautious step forward. "I don't know what Jack put in with the weed but I know he laced it with something..."

"Merce, it's all true. I tried to tell you but you wouldn't talk to me and you left a week later without even getting any of your stuff. I called everyday for a year straight, I begged Jack to call and I even begged everyone else but they only believed what you told them… well Kurt and Santana believed me but told me I had to be the one to tell you." Sam said sighing.

"I never got the calls." Mercedes said shaking her head trying to rack her mind but it was so many years ago and she had pushed any real memory she had away for so long.

"I wonder why." Sam said sarcastically. "Just like I wonder who else would benefit from those pictures being leaked."

"No, he's a bitch but he wouldn't-" She said before stopping shaking her head.

"I came after you and I waited as long as I could. I'm not doing this now to win you over because frankly that ship has sailed but I refuse to have you or any of the others look at me the way they have for all these years. I can be professional and work along side you for the duration of the shooting but I think it's finally time you all got a taste of what I went through and the only person I did have to talk to was the person that fucked me over." Sam said giving her a final look before walking out finally feeling that weight off his shoulders.

okay I lied haha