No Strings Attached
IX.
"How do you tell someone that you're not even supposed to be with that you're pregnant" Mercedes said as she stared at her dresser's mirror.
She assessed the person that she saw in front of her. And she didn't like what she saw. She was stressing out. And over a man too, something that she promised she'd never do. Sam had asked Mercedes to accompany him to dinner, which usually wouldn't be a big deal but there was just something about the way that he asked her that made it seem... different. That and the fact that Mercedes was currently pregnant with his child.
"I can do this..." She assured herself "I am Mercedes Jones. I am flawless and I am amazing."
"Who in hell do you think you're talking to?" The voice of her sister brought her out of her thoughts. She groaned internally, why was her sister always randomly appearing.
"Cynthie... what are you doing here?" Mercedes asked her sister.
"NAW! Don't give me that.. who you talking to child?"
"N... no..no one" Mercedes cringed under her sister's glare.
"Do you think I was born yesterday? Girl, you muttering about something."
"Cynthia-Rose please just drop it" Mercedes pleaded, already feeling the tears come to her eyes.
"NO! I'm not leaving till you tell me what's going on."
"P..please" Mercedes said, a tear rolling down her face.
Cynthia softened at the sight of her sisters tears, but still kept firm.
"Cedes, what's going on? You can trust me right? We've always told each other everything. So why stop now?"
Mercedes broke down crying, "He's... g..gonna hate me, I j-just can't face him tonight."
"Wait, did white boy do something to you?" Cynthia was by Mercedes' side immediately, furious at the prospect of Sam doing anything to upset her sister.
"NO! It's me, I've ruined everything. Nothing's going to be the same anymore"
"What's not going to be the same anymore?"
"Me and Sam, he's not going to want me anymore. I made a mistake, a horrible mistake and besides in 9 months time I'm going to be ugly and fat. Why would he want to sleep with me then?"
"I'm sure what ever you did wasn't that bad... wait... REWIND. Did you just say: 9 months time! Please tell me it's not wait I think it is... Mercedes Jones, ARE YOU PREGNANT?"
"Yes and Sam's going to kill me, I don't even know how it happened. I've been taking my birth control pills every day and I... I'm just so confused. Sam doesn't even want kids, well probably not with me. He's getting started on the re-boot of Batman and he doesn't need this... I j..just let him down so badly."
Cynthia was all ready to launch into some CRAZY rant at her sister, but once she saw how broken and lost she looked she stopped.
"You haven't let him down honey... okay? Sa.." Cynthia soothed
"NO! I have, you don't get i..."
"What I was trying to say is that Sam..."
"You didn't let me finish what I was saying" Mercedes whined
"Yeah, well neither did you. Sam loves you. And before you object, No I'm not crazy, No I'm not on steroids and No I'm not just saying it to make you feel better. That boy is head over heels for you. And it's about time you realized that, and about time he told you that." Cynthia said, muttering the line about Sam telling Mercedes the truth to her self.
"You really think so?" Mercedes asked, with childlike innocence.
"I know so diva..."
"But what if you're wrong? What if after this Sam wants nothing to do with me?"
"If I'm wrong, which I never usually am, then Sam's an idiot. But I know Sam and as crazy as that white fool is, he would never leave alone to raise this child. But if he did, you'd never be alone. I've got you Mercedes."
"Thank you Cynthie" Mercedes said before wrapping her arms around her sister and sobbing into her shoulder,
"I've got you..."
At 7 sharp Mercedes heard a firm knock at her door. She released herself from her sister's tight embrace before attempting to straighten herself up a bit.
"Hey hey, no need to rush that. I know you're all for looking DIVA and all so Imma answer the door and give you time to get ready." Cynthia didn't even give Mercedes time to reply because she was already by the door ready to open it before her Divalicious sister could blink.
"I've always wanted to say this... I love you Mercedes... No... erm what about: I've loved you since the day I first laid eyes on you. No.. that's too cliche and cheesy. Mercy hates cliche. Okay, I love you Mercedes Jones. I loved you since we met in third grade and you gave me a cherry sour pop. I love the way you laugh at my dorky impressions, the way you always find a reason to make me smile and most of all I love you Mercedes. Yeah... I like that." Sam has been standing outside the Jones sister's residence trying to figure out how he would tell Mercedes that he loved her.
"Okay... I can do this..."
"OH HELL NAW! Why is everybody sayin' that to themselves today.." Cynthia said as she opened the door to find Sam in a similar state to the one her sister was in earlier.
"Um... hey?!" Sam offered lightly.
"Hmm hmm... You know I have every right not to let you in to my house. Why you ask?! Because I found you pacing on my front door muttering to yo' self like some sort of crazy ass fool. You looked like some sort of white bread witch doctor saying some sorta weird incantation shiz. I ain't gon' be seen letting some princess and the frog shadow man wannabe into my home, so let's start again. I am going to shut this door, you Justin Timberlake are going to knock again. I'll open it and when I open it Macaulay Culkin, you best be looking sane and ready to take my baby sister on a date. That work for you? Good." she said shutting the door before Sam could even comprehend what was going on.
Taking a deep breath he knocked again.
"Oh hey Sam!" Cynthia said with false surprise. "What are you doing here?"
"Um.. I'm here to take Mercedes on a date Cynthia-Rose"
"Okay, pleasantries over. Get your big-dicked ass into my house. You know I thought white men weren't supposed to have big lips or big dicks." Cynthia said as she led Sam to the living room
"Um I'm sorry what?" Sam said completely thrown off by the way the conversation was heading.
"I guess you broke the stereotype 'cos yo' lips are almost bigger than mine. And that would be a crime... Hey that rhymed... Yeah what was I saying."
"Nothing that needs to be continued..." Mercedes spoke up from behind her sister and Sam's position on the couch.
"How long have you been there?"
"Long enough to know that you missy have some sort of white boy fetish."
"I haven't got a fetish for white boys. Just blondes with green eyes, fish lips and big ass Popsicle sticks." Cynthia replied smirking.
"Girl go. You are a mess." Mercedes said seriously, smirking despite herself. Mainly at Sam's expression if she was being completely honest.
"You look amazing Mercy," Sam spoke after he had gathered himself. "I mean seriously, just look perfect" he stuttered
"You don't look half bad yourself Sammy, let's go." She said taking Sam's hand and helping him rise off of the couch.
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"I had a great time tonight Sam" Mercedes said, despite the fact that she still hadn't managed to reveal the news of their new arrival to Sam, she was happy with the way that their date turned out. Sam was a perfect gentleman, as usual, and they truly had a great time.
Sam on the other hand was furious with himself. He had said that tonight would be the night when he told Mercedes that he was in love with her and he totally chickened out. He'd always been this super cool, confident guy so why was Mercedes turning him into a love drunk fool? It was like he was Superman and she was Lois Lane, or worse it was like he was superman and she was his kryptonite.
"So did I 'Cedes, let me walk you to your door." He said grabbing her hand. Sam had decided that he would tell Mercedes that he was in love with her when he dropped her off. Knowing Mercedes like he did she knew she wouldn't allow him to just drop her off and go.
"Sure, I'd like that" Mercedes responded squeezing his hand that was currently embracing hers.
In no time they reached Mercedes door.
"This is me." She said sighing, but then she remembered that she had to do it tonight. "Would you like to come in for a bit Sam?" she asked nervously.
"Uh yeah... sure" Sam said, just as nervous but for a completely different reason.
Mercedes unlocked her door and led Sam inside, things were awkward for some reason. They'd known each other practically their whole lives, why were they getting so tongue tied now.
They sat in uncomfortable silence on Mercedes and Cynthia's couch before Mercedes spoke up.
"Umm... I'm going to go change into something more comfortable, make yourself at home. I'll be back in about 10-15 minutes."
"Okay then," Sam said, his eyes trained on her retreating form. He bit his lip as he watched the not so slight jiggle of her ass as she walked. "Damn." he muttered softly.
"Oh Sam?! Is that you." Cynthia-Rose seemed to be appearing out of nowhere today.
"Um hey Cynthie..." Sam said wondering why she sounded so surprised to see his sitting on her couch.
"You don't know how glad I am to see you. I thought yo' fine white ass woulda run fo' the hills after she told you."
Sam's blood froze but then was filled with hope for the possibility of Mercedes reciprocating his feelings.
"Told me what?" he asked nervously.
"About you guys' vanilla chocolate swirl baby..."
"Our WHAT?!" Sam yelled.
"You mean she hasn't... she didn't?" Cynthia asked.
Sam's face was all the answer that she needed.
"Oh Damn."
I Hope you guys enjoyed that :) I'm SOOOOO Sorry I haven't been able to write. My family decided that it was a great idea to move house so I've had no internet for months :((( The internet only came on the 29th of July. I've been reviewing and answering your PMs on my phone... which has been my only source of entertainment for a while. I don't even know why they moved house... I don't even fully live there anymore... I only come down for Christmas, New Years and Summer. (I live on campus at Uni)
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