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INVOLVED: Mercedes Evans, Samuel Evans, Rachel Hudson, Finn Hudson, Tasha Wells +1, Lauren Mills +1, Kitty Wilde, and Co. LOCATION: Villa Woodbine; Miami, Florida. TIME FRAME: Saturday, February 17th, 2018. NOTES: The Hudson’s throw a Valentine’s Day Bash on the beach for the team members and all of their wives, with the exception of a few cast mates. AUTHOR’S NOTE: This para is not written in any particular order, as guest arrive players will jump into the thread. I hope that makes sense it’s 1 am, anyhow I think it does. Basically, everyone doesn’t arrive all at once. I am writing this lengthy thing to let you guys know ahead of time. Clearly, I am also requesting you read the thread in its entirety. And we started today to give ourselves the whole week.

Finn Hudson.

Finn grabbed himself a drink he needed it, especially for tonight. With high hopes, the Evans’ wouldn’t show, the uppity pair probably never planned on coming anyway, not that he cared. Though the thought of them coming still danced around in his head. They didn’t need them to attend his event and steal his shine anyway. He was finally getting the real recognition he deserved and all the attention that came along with it. He saw why Samuel loved the top so much, it was a fun ride and a thrilling view as well. He sipped from the glass of champagne before he slid his hand into his pocket his eyes scanning the outdoor venue and their guest. The drink was clearing his obvious jealous thoughts about Samuel, and it was even easing his mind about an entire another predicament on his mind. Despite he was having a great time and he loved seeing his wife in her element, she was quite the chatterbox, and entertaining guest had to be one of her most well-practiced hobbies.

Rachel Berry.

It was finally Saturday, and everything was going as planned. She didn’t have much time to think of anything else besides the party since Thursday. She had dropped the kids off at her dads’ house early in the morning. Since then, she had been on location. Rachel wanted to make sure that everything was perfect. Not because she wanted to show off, but because she wanted everyone to have a good time. After all the craziness died down, Rachel knew that was the something the entire cast could agree on. She wasn’t even worried about the fact that she placed Tasha at the same table as her. Rachel carried her glass of champagne as the brunette went around and thanked everyone for showing up. There was no doubt that if she didn’t go into law, she probably would have been an event planner. Now all that needed to happen was for some of her friends to show up, then it would be time for dinner.

Kitty Wilde

Fashionably late. Kitty didn’t walk into the venue she strutted. It was her first real Football Wife’s engagement, and she had an impression to make. As Kitty entered the garden, Her hand moved to the base of her ponytail, smoothing down the glossy mane all the way to the tip. She released the hair with a flourish, letting it swing freely from side to side. Kitty smiled waving at the assortment of wives and players Kitty knew, as Kitty made her way around the room marking the essential targets Kitty would need to greet momentarily. Rachel Hudson, who was talking to someone she couldn’t place. And almost directly across from her, Finn, Rachel’s husband, standing alone not too far from the bar. The garden was decorated beautifully, and the chatter around the area was consistent. She sighed heavily circuit completed and pouted. Who was she fooling, the place was a bit dry for her taste. She plucked a glass of wine from a passing waiter. She took a generous gulp while deciding what her next move would be.

Tasha Wells.

Tasha sipped from her wine glass slowly as she took a look around, the only reason she honestly came was that Mercedes and Samuel were invited. Yet the event progressed through, and they were no show as of yet. She needed her partner in crime to entertain her, of course, she had her man. But him and Justin being in the same room wasn’t a good idea, the likelihood of them both potentially starting something was more celebrated as the seconds passed them by. However she was here to have a good time, Lord knows had her daughter been in town she would have been home herself, but here she was. Trying to play the part as a potential Football wife, sitting her glass down and looked towards the gift Daniel suggested they get a piece offering to Rachel. Though being invited was shocking enough, but Tasha knew far better, the woman had just done it for Mercedes sake, after all, she was Mercedes’ puppet.

Finn Hudson.

Finn watched his wife for a moment before he looked at his watch, a few people were missing, and he was getting anxious to know when they’d arrive. As Kitty walked into the room, he cleared his throat a bit coughing before he grabbed another drink and moved towards his wife. It was about time Finn joined her and thanked people for coming, they were his guess too after all despite the fact that she had done all the work. Walking over to met Rachel he stood at her side and rested his hand on her hip comfortably, he wife looked beautiful tonight. Not that she didn’t appear so every other night, but he loved when she got all dressed up in her fanciest clothing. She was such a class act.

Rachel Berry.

Seeing Kitty walk into her event, she felt a little bit of pride. Kitty liked talking a good game, but apparently, she wasn’t too “busy” for the event. To be honest, she didn’t want any drama tonight. Was that going to happen? Probably not but it was a wishful thought. She had already vowed to herself that she wouldn’t be playing a hand in any of the drama what so ever. Tasha had been closer to her though, and she figured she would start there. Having Finn close by made her feel safe. She could hold her own, but it didn’t hurt to also have someone there to be her Superman. She gave him a warm smile for comfort before catching Tasha’s eye. “Thank you for coming tonight.” Rachel said truthfully. Even if she didn’t get along with Tasha at all, she did show up, and that was worth something. “If you want to put your purse down or anything, you’re seated at our table over there.” Rachel said as she pointed towards the direction of their table. “I didn’t want to deal with seating arrangements for everyone, but I figured our table should be.” Chuckling softly, Rachel stopped one of the waiters and asked for a glass of scotch. “Can I get you anything stronger?” she asked Tasha.

Kitty Wilde

Things started to look up when she noticed Tasha. Not that she expressly knew the woman. But her presence meant the queen bee was most likely going to show up. She smirked slightly as everyone moved to converge on the host. Placing her empty glass in the vase of a nearby plant, she made her way towards the Hudson’s. “Hello, all.” She greeted. Gesturing broadly with her hands,“ Rachel you have really outdone yourself.”

Tasha Wells.

Daniel laced hands with Tasha protectively, and she looked at him picking up the gift box she moved her glance to Rachel. “I wouldn’t have missed it” she lied subtly as she acknowledged the girl thoughtfully. She would love to think her mother raised her better, but that statement just wasn’t true. Her mother didn’t raise her at all. “Oh, so we all have a table together. That’s great” she said plastering a smile. “That’s understandable, by we who do you speak of?” Tasha asked curiously. There were some people she knew to avoid thanks to idle gossip and of course Mercedes. “Oh no, wine is fine. And plus I shouldn’t be indulging in that too much” she added to the woman. “Daniel and I wanted to give you and Finn both this,” she said handing the box over. “Stuff, something,” she told her nodding her head.

Mercedes Evans.

Mercedes looked herself over in the visor of Samuel’s Lamborghini as they finally arrived at the party they were asked not to come to. Who did Finn this he was? Mercedes didn’t know, but she knew one thing, no one told her or her husband what and what not to do. Turning the stereo up she applied a little more lipstick on her lips, “ I used to be scared of the dick. Now I throw lips to the shit. Handle it like a real bitch” she rapped with Lil’ Kim looking over at Samuel. “Heather Hunter, Janet Jack-me. Take it in the butt, yah, yazz wha” she mouthed. “I got land in Switzerland, even got sand in the Marylands. Bahamas in the spring, baby, it’s a Big Momma thing” she said rocking her hips in the seat as the door of the Lambo was lifted for her. “Can’t tell by the diamonds in my rings. That’s how many times I wanna cum, twenty-one. And another one, and another one, and another one. 24 carts nigga” she continued to sing as the flashed of lights ringed out from the paparazzi. “That’s when I’m fuckin wit’ the average nigga. Work the shaft, brothers are battin’ me, and oh. Don'tcha like the way I roll. And play wit’ my bushy. Tell me what’s on your mind when your tongues in the pussy” she asked as she looked at her husband again. Putting he lipstick up she put her shades on, leaving them on the lower bridge of her nose. “Is it marriage. Baby carriage. Shit no, on a dime shit is mine. Got to keep ‘em comin’ all the time” she said stroking Samuel through his pants with a smirk before she grabbed her bag and fur sliding out the car with some help, mindful of her dress and lack of panties. She stood up and posed for the camera, turning slowly fur in one hand, purse in the other she looked over her shoulder for the perfect back shot. She allowed a few photos to be taken before she waited for her husband to join her and hand over the keys to the valet, lacing their hands once he did.

Sam Evans

To be uninvited to a party wasn’t a new experience for Samuel. He’d been ‘uninvited’ to a fair few parties in his lifetime. And considering this was a Hudson affair, being told not to come was the highlight of the night. He nodded along as Mercedes flowed with the music. “Alright now…” he cautioned as they arrived. Sam brought the car to a stop in front of the venue, photographers were littering the walkway. He slid from the driver seat smoothly, handing the keys over to the valet. Moving around the car, Sam joined his wife, hand going immediately to her waist as flashbulbs exploded for the second time. He leaned in whispering in her ear as the photographers yelled for them to turn towards them. “We could always go home. I’m curious to find out what happens when I clip those laces,” he said hand touching her thigh.

Finn Hudson.

Finn looked to Kitty as she walked over, he looked elsewhere “hello” he said as Finn took another sip before he sat the glass aside. “She did, didn’t she, takes one hell of a woman” he spoke confidently. Finn was surprised how much Rachel and Tasha were at least pretending to play nice for the sake of the day, it was great sportsmanship. Hearing loud music and even louder chattering right out front Finn furrowed his brows looking back before he turned back to his wife and their guest “wonder what that could be?” he said softly.

Rachel Berry.

“Well it’s you two, Finn and I, Sam and Mercedes and then a new cast member and her plus one.” As Kitty approached, Rachel gave her a friendly smile. “Welcome. I’m so glad you can join us as well.” Rachel said as she turned her attention back to Tasha for a moment, “Thank you so much for this. You guys really didn’t have to do this.” Rachel insisted as she took the gift from Tasha. “Obviously we all don’t get along all the time, but I’m really hoping that everyone has fun tonight. That’s why Finn and I decided to throw this all together. We thought everyone needed a night out.” The brunette explained as her eyes flashed over at Finn. Just then was when she heard the sound of a bass coming from the front of the venue. The DJ still wasn’t playing all that loud, he had been waiting until after dinner. Taking the scotch from the waitress, Rachel looked at Finn with pleading eyes. She was wondering if it would have been wrong to sit Sam at a table all by himself. Well, it probably wouldn’t have gone over well with Mercedes, that was for sure. And with that thought, Rachel also started to wonder where Lauren was too.

Kitty Wilde

Kitty offered Rachel a sickly sweet smile, “I wouldn’t have missed this party for the world.” She said wishing her fiance was here. She ran her hand down her ponytail again waiting for Rachel to finish speaking, then immediately turned to Tasha. “Hello. We haven’t been introduced officially, I mean you don’t need an introduction or anything. I love your work.” she gushed, a tiny bit starstruck. “I’m Kitty Wilde.”

Tasha Wells.

Tasha nodded her head in response to the woman, all she gathered was that she was stuck at a table with people she’d rather not be. Seeing that Mercedes and Samuel were not coming. “It was just something” Tasha shrugged as she looked at Kitty. “Oh really?” Tasha questioned, thinking how much she got that expression from people. “Nice to meet you…” Tasha said to the woman as she stood before her, the chick rubbed her the wrong way plus, she didn’t really like her outfit on her. She knew everyone couldn’t come with Versace on from head to toe like her but… for some of these women she thought they’d make a bigger effort. But Tasha had assumed that’s what separated the wannabes from the real thing. Looking towards the entrance for a moment, she smirked to herself, before she turned to Daniel “come on, let’s get our seat. I got a feeling the party is about to be turned-out anyway” she chuckled to him discreetly as she moved to lead him across the floor towards the table and pass her ex.

Mercedes Evans.

Mercedes looked at her husband with a smile, “you tie me up and choke me until cum all over your dick is what,” she told him. Looking over her sunglasses before she leaned up on her tippy toes, turning into him slightly, she licked his lips slowly with her tongue before she crashed her red painted one’s into his. Pulling away she ran her tongue over her front teeth and said “but we have all night if you act right” he hand sliding down the front of his pants. When she was done essentially acting an ass, she tugged him inside the venue lights still flashing “somebody said ain’t no party like an Evans’ party ‘cause an Evans’ party don’t stop” she roared as they stood in the entrance. She dragged the 25,000 dollar Gucci fur coat behind her and her bag as they moved across the floor greeted by a few people that must have, ‘missed them.’ “Kitty,” she said remind of how much she couldn’t stand the girl at the moment, “we thought alike with red… seems to wear better on my skin, however” she complimented yet insulted all in one. “Hadn’t seen you in a while I guess that’s what happens to the population that has to grind for the money. I wouldn’t know, the checks clearly daily” she said patting her shoulder with a smile as she walked off. Seeing Tasha, she squealed rushing over to the woman mindful of her dress that she pulled down in the back she wrapped the woman up in a bear hug dropping her expensive bag and fur on the ground nearby. “I couldn’t be happier to see you,” she told her happily “Daniel,” she said acknowledging the man as well. “And the assigned table,” she said looking at the name tags, cute….” she commented.

Sam Evans

At her accurate and cardinal response, Sam visibly shook from head to toe, groaning animalistically under his breath. He caught her in his arms, both hands holding firmly to her rounded ass. Sam leaned into her attention as her tongue rolled over his lips. Then he smirked as she kissed him outright. “Mmm,” Sam moaned into her mouth, squeezing both handfuls of ass roughly. As she broke the kiss, he released her from his hold, patting her ass playfully for good measure. She was in rare form today and he always like that. He placed his hand on top of her staring down into her soulful eyes. “You are sooo bad.” He said, willing himself not get a hard-on. As she tugged him up the walk, he removed his shades, and chuckled at the expression on the valets, hell most of the men’s faces. “It’s good being me.” He said, licking his full red lips. He kept in step with his wife hand seemingly glued to her body, as he nodded to or shook has with most of the people they passed. When the drew level with the group, Sam immediately moved over and hugged Tasha, ‘You look wonderful tonight as always.” He complimented, then gave Daniel a handshake, “Glad to see you here man.” Sounding more like a host then party guest. He looked at a visibly drenched Kitty and chuckled, “What’s up kitty cat? Where’s your man?” He asked eyebrow raised. Well, now that the formalities were out of the way, Sam grinned and finally greeted the hosts. “Hudson’s.” He said nodding his head in the direction of the pair.

Finn Hudson.

Finn looked to the entrance as Sam and Mercedes walked through the venue, he rolled his eyes. “This giant butt,” he said as he watched them irritatingly. “Have them thrown out?” Finn told Rachel “we don’t want them here remember,” he told her. At Samuel’s comment Finn looked to him “don’t speak to me” he told Samuel as he moved to walk off in hopes of finding another drink, and a strong one at that. Samuel got on his nerves profoundly, and it was just like the jerk to show up to an event he was not invited to with, his half-dressed wife and obnoxious attitude. Though she did look good, Finn would give Mercedes that. He wished his wife was half dressed it would provide him with something to gloat about too.

Rachel Berry.

The brunette could have done without Sam, but she was really excited to see Mercedes. Glancing at Finn, she gave him pleading eyes, not wanting the drama to start already. Looking at her dress, a smile flashed on her face. “You look so hot. How do you do it?” Rachel said honestly. If it were Rachel, she would be petrified of her boobs falling straight out. Mercedes was her friend, and it meant that Sam came along too. She didn’t have to be friends with him, but she needed drama not to break out either. “I’m so happy you could make it.”

Kitty Wilde

“Yes! It’s an absolute honor.” Kitty gushed giggling. Her smile faded, wiped from her face by a new sensation, she couldn’t quite place. “I have all of your work, am I repea…” She trailed off following Tasha’s eyes to the door, tossing her ponytail over her shoulder again. She rolled her shoulders back as smiled sweetly as the Evans’ approached them. “Mercedes!” She tossed back, giving the woman a scowl as she took in her outfit. “You’d have to be wearing clothes at all to have worn it better.” She said, touching the lapels on her coat. She narrowed her eyes, popping her tongue at the woman’s dismissive assumptions. But wasn’t quick enough with a return and was dismissed immediately by the woman. She sucked her teeth but turned into honey as Sam spoke. “He’s exactly where he needs to be.” She said, purring the words more than saying them. “You definitely don’t look like a man with two children.” She smirked, as she moved to stand closer to the man.

Tasha Wells.

Tasha chuckled at Mercedes and Samuel “hi guys, nice to see you guys here” she told them both looking to Daniel. As the two moved to walk over towards Finn and Rachel Tasha watched. “I could use another drink…” she trailed off licking her lips. As Kitty got awfully close to Samuel Tasha pursed her lips and shook her head “see, you see that bitch. You stay away from that bitch. Because I will whoop her ass” Tasha told Daniel seriously poking him.

Mercedes Evans.

Mercedes winked at Tasha before she moved towards Rachel “thanks for inviting me” she said happily. “My husband looks hotter” Mercedes replied as she moved back over to him all put pushing Kitty out the way. “Don’t you have a man?” she said spinning over into her direction. “Because this one right here,” Mercedes said rubbing her hands up and down Samuel’s body “is mine, little nugget. Now go sit your little 5 dollar ass down before I make change hun” she said lacing her husband’s fingers with hers and pulling towards the table. “Don’t we have 7 meals to eat?” she asked as they moved to the table. Mercedes saw the seating arrangements via the name tags on the table. Seeing Lauren at the table let alone by Samuel she plucked the card and tossed it to the ground “I wish the bitch would” she said sliding the chair out of the table completely. Grabbing her name tag and Samuel’s,’ Mercedes stacked them on top of each other and placed them down on the table. Pulling the chair over she gestured her husband to sit down before sitting down on his lap. “Comfy enough for me,” she said out loud.

Sam Evans

Sam threw his head back and howled, “Come on Finn. Don’t pout like that. You’d have missed me if I didn’t come.” His laughter died down with a chuckle, as he eyed the drenched cat, with a look somewhere between annoyance and pity. As she stepped closer to him, he moved away giving her a wide birth. It was unnecessary. However, his hand moved to rest directly on Mercedes ass as she dismantles the woman in front of him. “A dollar twenty-five.” He chuckled, shaking his head at Kitty’s foolishness. He watched quizzically as Mercedes rearranged the table settings, then shrugged concluding that he must have been seated near Kitty. He pressed his body up against his wife’s, nipping her thick lips playfully before He gladly took his seat, sitting upon it as if it was a throne. Leaning back he placed his hand on her inner thigh squeezing it softly at her comment.

Lauren Mills

Lauren giggled hand going to her exposed breast as a cold chill ran up her back. She turned placing her almost wholly bareback towards the cameras, looking back over her shoulders smiling provocatively. Holding her dress at the slit, she waved with her free hand as she moved into the party, to catcalls and whistles. Damn Seth for shooting down her invitation. Walking in on the arm of Sam’s baby brother would have been legendary. Not that she couldn’t make an entrance on her own. As she moved into the garden, her eyes landed immediately on the blond, only he was topped by his wife. The insecure bitch was literally sitting on him to keep him occupied. She thought, pursing her lips, Before tackling that couple she needed a drink. She moved over to the bar, “Whiskey.” She ordered, only half glancing at Finn. “Mr. Hudson.” She greeted, then asked, “Any idea where your lovely wife seated me?” She asked making small talk. After all, she knew exactly where she was seated.

Finn Hudson.

“As if” Finn retorted as he ordered a drink for himself happily, he despised Samuel most days. Though he envied the man way more then people knew, he hated him most. Looking to Lauren as she entered Finn smiled at her, watching her make her way over. He looked back at his wife for a moment before he looked at her again. “You can sit in my seat if you want” he joked chuckling. “You look particularly ravishing tonight” he offered as his eyes roamed over her body.

Rachel Berry.

Rachel hadn’t really been paying much attention to the scene at the table over Lauren’s place card. Nor did she still know about the problem between her and Mercedes. Rachel was talking to the caterer about serving dinner. She had just finished speaking when she saw Lauren with her husband. Rachel could see Finn checking out the woman, and it gave her a little bit of jealousy. She knew Finn would never stray, but she still didn’t like the look. “Lauren!” she said excitedly as she met the girl at the bar. “I’m so excited you came!” She said happily.

Kitty Wilde

Kitty scowled as Mercedes made a show over Sam. “Yes, I do have a man and thank God I don’t have to watch him like a hawk.” She said, tossing her ponytail again. “I was only having a polite conversation. Something no one else around here can apparently do.” She fumed as the woman left her standing there. Her eyes searched the quickly filling tables wondering if she should just go.

Tasha Wells.

Tasha watched as Mercedes shifted the seating arrangements around, she hadn’t noticed Lauren’s name, but it made her side eye Rachel tremendously when she did. Why would she invite the woman? Let alone place her at their table? She had to know the backstory to the chick by now. Tasha shook her head as Mercedes sat on Sam’s lap. Tasha was going to have to whoop someone’s ass again for Mercedes tonight, and that just wasn’t the kind of party she thought this would be. Once you got the women in the same room, someone was likely to not leave the same way Tasha came. Rachel had to know that herself unless Tasha was an idiot. Or the unfortunate recipient of the ass whooping. “if something pops off, we got to go” she said looking at Daniel. Tasha looked at Mercedes and said “don’t you start tonight” easily.

Mercedes Evans.

Mercedes draped her coat behind Samuel, and she sat her purse on the table, looking to Kitty she furrowed her brows. “I just know she isn’t talking to me..” she said to herself before Mercedes got up off of her husband’s lap pulling her dress down when she did. “Let me tell you something, in the nicest way possible. I don’t like you. I didn’t then, and I still don’t. I watch him like a hawk and fuck him like a rabbit what’s it fucking to you? That’s my husband, has been, will remain. You got a problem we can handle it, and trust me I don’t fight fair when it comes to MY husband…” she told her as close to her face as humanly possible. “Get you one.. sick of your whores. I didn’t have a mother, and I still turned out better” she snapped once in Kitty’s face before she turned back around to move to Samuel. Sitting back down on his lap. At Tasha’s words, she smiled “I haven’t done anything T” she said cutely. “Not yet…” she added as she moved to apply more lipstick on her lips. She lifts her mirror to her face squinting in it before she turned around, Mercedes was in the same room with the woman she’d wanted to see face to face for a long time. Seeing Lauren, she turned back around “that bitch actually showed” she chuckled to Tasha as she contemplated stepping out her heels.

Samuel Evans

Samuel furrowed his brows as Mercedes got up from his lap, but only half listened to her confront Kitty. He shook his head lightly smirking as she berated the woman, “Should of just stayed home Kitty Cat!” He yelled, snapping for a waiter. “Yeah, bring me a scotch and soda and a glass of your best white wine.” He said ordering something light for his wife. “You did?” he asked as she positioned herself back on his lap, “And everyone says I’m the bad one.” He smirked kissing her bare shoulder. Sam’s eyes shifted between the two women as Mercedes made her dark comment to Tasha. “What are you two up to?” The question, “What bitch?” He said, trying fruitlessly to look back towards the bar.

Lauren Mills

Lauren smirked at the man’s comment. She licked her painted lips before saying,“Don’t tease. I might just take you up on that offer.” She turned back towards the bar, “Thank you.” She smiled accepting her drink. Before she could even take a sip from the glass, she heard Rachel’s voice. Rounding on the woman, she beamed, “I couldn’t miss your party sweetheart. And look who I found at the bar.” She said glancing towards Finn. She turned and downed her drink, then locked arms with both of the Hudson’s, “Why don’t you to beautiful people, show me to my seat.” She said, already preparing for war.

Finn Hudson.

Finn looked at Lauren with a deep chuckle, “the offer is yours to take” he said just as his wife joined them. He drunk the drink down, sighing, well that was that. As the two woman spoke, Finn tried to keep his eyes off of Lauren for the most part at least. “Glad to have you actually, more so than others,” he told her. “Don’t mind if we do?” Finn told the woman as she latched on to him, he walked beside her thinking to himself how much he could get used to having a woman like this on his arm. Damn, it was the reason Samuel was so damn cocky. It all made sense now.

Rachel Berry.

Rachel looked over at her husband and gave him a kiss on the cheek, “I think we both agree on that one. So far the drama is just starting right out of the gate.” Rachel confessed to her new friend as they locked arms. Walking towards the table, she gestured to the others at the table. “Here, I sat you next to Sam.” Motioning her to the seat as she looked at everyone else at the table. “Does anyone need a refill on their drink before dinner?”

Kitty Wilde

Kitty’s eyes went wide. She stood her ground as the more mature woman got into her personal space, despite the cold chill that ran down her spine. “I… I was just trying to be nice. Everyone knows who Samuel Evans’ belongs to.” She wanted to say who holds his leash, but she didn’t care to anger the woman further. She held her hands up, stepping away from the woman. Gosh, some people were so ghetto. “I don’t care or want YOUR husband I assure you.” She stressed. Rolling her eyes as the woman walked off. She stamped her foot hard to the ground snapping her head around before marching towards the exit. “She’d had enough.”

Tasha Wells.

Tasha looked to Mercedes, and she shook her head “lord she already sending people home crying, I didn’t sign up for this” she grabbed a drink or two of a tray as it moved past her sitting them down on the table. “Who is that girl anyway?” she asked confused “I’ve never paid attention to her before” she trailed off watching the Kitty girl go. “Does she even date a football player?” she asked sarcastically. At Samuel’s question, Tasha pointed to herself “me? I am not doing anything, that is your wife” she told him. Tasha looked to see Lauren, and Tasha licked her lips “oh hell” Tasha commented looking down. “How did she get an invite?” she asked again through her teeth. “Ignore her Mercedes, you don’t have to say anything to her,” Tasha said looking up at the woman. At Rachel’s announcement Tasha side eyed her again “girl” she said easily “Rachel?” she questioned twisting her lips trying to comprehend how in the hell did Lauren get an invite, everyone knows who this woman is. Or at least Tasha thought they did. Maybe everyone didn’t.

Mercedes Evans.

Mercedes looked to Tasha then to her husband “I am not going to be able to control it” she told her friend. “Why would Lauren be invited in the first place?” she chimed. As Rachel walked up along with Finn and Lauren Mercedes turned around and looked at her smearing her lips together she placed her lipstick back in her bag. She closed the bag and placed it back on the table “Rachel when did you start inviting the help of events?” Mercedes asked out loud. “I don’t know where the bitch is going to sit there’s only; 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6″ she counted off “chairs so… is the floor suitable for her?” Mercedes asked having moved Lauren’s chair to another table and thrown her name tag on the floor.

Samuel Evans

‘Of all the bitches in all the world, not this one.’ Samuel thought. He shook his head, as the world’s most annoying trio, finally came into view. He slouched one arm over the back of the chair. The other caressing the length of Mercedes’ legs, eyes daring Lauren to say a word.

Lauren Mills “I bet I know who you two are talking about,” Lauren said gliding along between the couple. She squeezed Rachel’s arm. “The best parties need a little drama. Like you said, go big. I’m paraphrasing of course.” She hadn’t told Rachel about her dealings with the Evans. At first, it didn’t seem important. Now she felt a twinge of guilt for that oversight. She licked her lips, holding a smirk in place as Mercedes insulted her. She didn’t care a fly in the buttermilk. Her eyes glanced over the woman to Samuel sitting like a king on the throne. If she could just topple the pest sitting on his lap. She had gotten a taste of the other Samuel Evans. The one people rarely got to see. It had made her feel important. “The floor…. in this?” she questioned, untangling her arm from Finn’s she adjusted the crotch level split, with a smile. Glancing around the room, she spotted a chair that looked particularly out of place, “Oh, that will do.” She pointed toward the empty seat, “Finn would you please.” She asked sweetly patting Rachel’s hand.

Finn Hudson.

Finn looked at his wife as she spoke and furrowed his brows, he didn’t want Lauren sitting with Samuel at all. That was not apart of the plan. As Lauren referenced her outfit, Finn licked his lips, damn the woman really did look good. “Sure, but why don’t you sit next to me instead” Finn suggested as he moved her chair over to his won, adjusting the table to move over and fill in the gap to create one next to him. Once Finn did, the man said, “Here you go Lauren” with a smile. “Come on babe” he waved Rachel over as he held her seat out.

Rachel Berry.

At first, Rachel looked at Mercedes in shock. She was really confused on where that was coming from. Usually, Mercedes was a pretty inviting person, but Lauren’s remarks back made her think there was something else to it. Rachel had no clue. Taking a look at the group at the table, she shook her head, “Does someone want to clue me in on what’s going on?” she asked. Of course, there would be more drama. Because people can’t just sit and eat food and enjoy themselves, could they? Rachel took a large gulp out of the glass in her hand as she made her way over to her chair.

Tasha Wells.

Rachel needed her ass whooped, this had to be the biggest fuck up the woman had ever come by. She watched the interaction between Lauren and Mercedes sipping her wine glass as she scratched her head a little. Then Tasha looked to Finn if thirsty had a human form it would be him. She glanced at Mercedes and then Rachel again as Finn politely asked them to slide over, and she did so letting him place Lauren’s chair by her. Did Tasha want the girl beside her no, did she think the girl would try it, hell no. And if Lauren did, the Detroit in Tasha would no hesitate in the least bit. Mercedes was one thing, she was the total opposite, she would not argue nor converse she will hit this bitch in her mouth and think nothing of it.

Mercedes Evans.

Mercedes looked Lauren up and down, she slid her feet out of her heels smoothly and pushed them aside. Licking her lips, she watched the woman as she cutely spoke towards the Hudson’s. “’The floor where most garbage and trash is placed, yes” Mercedes replied without a second thought. She looked up at Finn scrunching up her face in disgust as he, like a damn fool, grabbed the chair and moved it towards the table. Mercedes was across the table, that would work out in her favor, but only if Mercedes didn’t climb across it. Lauren didn’t have too many times to try anything tonight, Mercedes was locked and load, she would aim, and she would not miss. Mercedes had been waiting months, several months, years even, to do this. And she will not leave this party before she had Lauren’s blood on her hands.

Samuel Evans

Rachel’s obliviousness was comical. The woman always wanted to sink his battleship. Yet the moment she had a bullet, she misfired. As Finn went fetch, Samuel chuckled. ‘Thank you, Mr. Hudson.’ He thought, shaking his head at the man. “Fool…” Feeling Mercedes shift on his lap lightly, he held her hips. “Easy babe.” He warned, glancing down to see her shoes tucked under the table. He tightened his grip around his waist. He wasn’t going to let her fight this woman. She looked far to good for that.

Lauren Mills

Lauren’s muscles tensed as Mercedes continued to speak. She hated the woman. Part of the reason Lauren wanted to fuck Samuel, at this point, was to gloat. But she couldn’t continue engaging in all-out war with the woman. “I did some work for the Evans. Mercedes felt I took too many liberties.“ She said, face long with feigned sadness. “However, anything I did was totally at the behest of her husband. I assure you.” She told Rachel, biting the corner of her lip. She really did like the woman. She honestly didn’t want Mercedes to ruin this new relationship for her. As Finn retrieved the chair from her placing it next to him. She sighed heavily before plastering on a smile. “Thank you!” She said, swaying over to where the man stood. She bit her fingertip considering for a moment but took the seat next to Rachel instead. “This works perfectly.”

Finn Hudson.

Finn pecked the side of Rachel’s face, right on her temple. His arm draped its way over the back of her chair as Lauren next to Rachel. Shaking his head at Mercedes, he wanted to say something, more so to his wife but he chose not to stare at Samuel from across the table instead. As an afterthought, Kitty was gone and out of everyone’s hair, so that was something positive to bring forth.

Rachel Berry.

Why did Rachel even try? Mercedes was one of her best friends but the brunette also really liked Lauren. It was nice to have another friend she could have in the group, especially one in which she didn’t hate their spouse. Yet, she still found herself looking towards Tasha for more guidance as to what scene was about to play out. She could even overhear Sam’s comment, and all she could do was roll her eyes. That was another person she didn’t feel like dealing with. This was precisely why she told Finn that maybe the show wasn’t worth it. “Does anyone need another drink before we start?” she asked, needing one herself and looking for one of the waitresses.

Tasha Wells.

Tasha looked to see the woman change directions, that was an excellent idea for her. She had a single clue how lucky that made her in fact. Being closer to Rachel was the superb place to be. At Lauren’s words, even Tasha rolled her eyes “because… you weren’t seen in a club trying to seduce him at all” she said looking at the girl with a strong side eye. If you were going to be a hoe, at least be an honest and real one. How you try to underhandedly destroy someone’s marriage and not even acknowledge the truth. “That girl stupid,” Tasha said as she shifted in her seat looking to Rachel. “Rachel wakeup and smell the coffee you’ve coordinated a night of pure disastrous upheaving,” Tasha said pursing her lips. Rachel got on her nerves because she likes to start shit and not be able to back it up, Tasha would never understand that.

Mercedes Evans.

Samuel asked Mercedes to behave in so many words, and she nodded her head at him “yes daddy” she replied without thought. At Lauren’s words Mercedes’ eyes darkened, she looked at the woman, even as Tasha spoke up. MercedesShe felt her insides boil as Mercedes clasped hands begin to shake slightly, Samuel told her, to behave. As her bare foot tapped against the flooring, she said “we do need drinks, actually bottles, the table should have bottles” she said looking to Rachel.

Samuel Evans

“Bitch sit down… And you have one more time to utter me or my wife’s name tonight.” He said, glaring at Lauren, without raising his voice. Sam squinted at Tasha’s remark, damn was his whole life and open book? How the hell did she know? He groaned, of course, his wife would have told her. The worry over Lauren’s possible shenanigans, faded at two little words, ‘yes daddy.’ Samuel trembled from head to toe, squeezing Mercedes inner thigh, just under the hem of her dress, high enough to feel the heat from her bare pussy. He raised his free hand and snap loudly, summoning a waiter immediately to his side. With a side eye aimed at Finn, “The ladies would like to order drinks.” He said coolly.

Lauren Mills

Lauren licked her painted lips then smirked knowingly. Only glancing at the unnamed woman in green. She was knowledgeable about her dealings with Samuel. Thus it was relatively easy to deduce she was friends with Mercedes. “That would be an accurate assessment. Though, I was trying to spare the room the ugly details.” She said twisting the stem of her wine glass. “I miss read…” She smiled playfully acknowledging Samuel’s warning. “His cues. I’m sure more women than I have been caught in that snare.” She said trying to sound as innocent as possible. It was clear she couldn’t expressly torpedo Sam and Mercedes relationship. However, she was determined she was going to sink their little love-fest if even for one more night.

Finn Hudson.

Finn looked to Tasha and then to Lauren, he smirked wickedly Samuel was sure to get chewed out any minute by his wife, and he couldn’t wait for the embarrassing scene to break out. It was just what he got for being so open and freely disrespectful to his wife. Often her pity Mercedes, for marrying the man in the first place. Anyhow asked for more drinks and Samuel jumped at the chance to grab them all one he rolled his eyes “fucker” he breathed fixing his tie.

Rachel Berry.

There was no doubt that Rachel was offended by the fact that Mercedes didn’t tell her about this little situation. Of course, Rachel thought about her own relationship with Finn, and how she probably wouldn’t disclose to Mercedes something of that nature either. It made more sense to tell someone like Tasha, especially given her circumstances. It wasn’t that surprising that Sam would do something along those lines. He was a disrespectful man if you could even call him a man. With a gracious look, Rachel ignored Sam’s requested and began to spoke to the waitress about getting some drinks and bringing a bottle back to the table. Sam wasn’t the one running this show, nor would she let him think he somehow could. Rachel thanked the waitress as the brunette finished the drink in front of her and glanced over at Finn. “So this is fucked up situation. I think we can all agree on that.” Rachel finally said, breaking the silence. She wasn’t referring to the event or the dinner, she was strictly referring to the situation as a whole.

Tasha Wells.

At Rachel’s next words Tasha’s eyes grew as she turned her head to look at Daniel, maybe she was the only at the table shocked by every single event that had transpired. Or maybe she was just shocked by how Rachel allowed Lauren to stay, and at the table of all places. Tasha sipped the rest of her drink before she grabbed her second glass her lips pursed outwardly as she looked around, minding her business. Between Rachel and Lauren, someone was truly crazy and at the moment she couldn’t tell which was and wasn’t. She wouldn’t say anything else for the rest of the night and in a second she was going to dismiss her damn self from the party.

Mercedes Evans.

At her husband’s words, Mercedes smirked looking back at it him for a moment before she turned to the table again. It had to get up under Lauren’s skin even if she didn’t display it and at the thought, Mercedes chuckled to herself. She looked to Rachel, rather give her the same respect she would, of course, she gave her, her ass to kiss. The third times, the charm. The woman would feel Mercedes wrath later, after 3 strikes there were no more opportunities to come backpedaling. She folded her hand against the table before the drinks were delivered and she, lifted her glass to her mouth. “Hm?” Mercedes asked as she offered her husband a sip sweetly, pulling her dress down in the process.

Samuel Evans

Samuel chuckled exuberantly. It was funny as hell, he told people not to fuck with him but everyone, EVERYONE wanted to put him in his place. He was on top of the heap, that was his place and the sooner motherfuckers understood that the better off they would be. “I don’t know Rachel it seems to me to have been a perfect opportunity for you.” He pursed his lips, eyeing the woman. He licked his lips smiling lovingly at his wife, he moved up and pecked her perfect lips, before sipping from her glass. He swallowed down the bit of bubbly and tapped her leg, “Excuse me for a second, babe.” All of this shit was an easy fix. He moved around the table catching Lauren by the arm, hoisting her from her seat. “I am tired of schooling simple bitches,” he told her forcefully. Grabbing her clutch from the table, he pushed it into her impressive chest. Hey, he had eyes… “Now I’m going to tell you this shit once more, in front of this room full of people, so it is forever and completely done. I don’t want, never wanted, wouldn’t take, and can’t stand your ass.” He announced for all to hear. “I’m on lockdown, my wife is the worst, my A one since day one. None of you tired ass hoes stand a heartbeat of a chance. Call it love, call it pussy whipped, bitch I don’t care. To quote my man Plies, She is my rock, ‘ock, ‘ock, ‘ock, ‘ock, ‘ock, ‘ock” He said using his free hand to mimic the dance. “I swear, come for her again.” He said shaking her arm a bit. “We are going to have a problem. I am sick of you. You pathetic hoe.” He began to more or less drag her towards the exist. “You are a stupid simple bitch. The closest you will ever get to this dick would have been to lick my ball sweat off my wife’s pussy. Now get the fuck out.” he said pushing her the rest of the way out the door. “And I dare you to dare say something.”

Lauren Mills

Lauren looked at Rachel, lips turned down at the corners. “Rachel, I” her words was cut short by Sam pulling her from her seat. “Let me go.” She said, jerking his hand. “Yeah, yeah, that’s what every man says when they get caught.” She fired back. “Mhm, where was all this backbone when you were whining and dining me. Huh?” She continued to try an get away from him even as she was being pulled to the door. At his warning, “You want the world to think you are the man, but you’re not. She has your nuts in her purse. I don’t know why I wasted my time trying to free you from your chains. Clearly, you like to be used for your money.“ She smirked evilly. "Or maybe you only want women who prefer pussy. What does that say about your dick game? Do you even know what it’s like to satisfy a real woman?”

Finn Hudson.

Finn looked to his wife her words ringing truth into the room, and he caressed her arm lovingly despite. Drinks were placed on the table, and he looked to Mercedes and Sam then to Tasha and Daniel, he licked his lips because in a flash Samuel was up on his feet. He walked around towards Lauren and Finn rose himself “Sam” he said reasoning with the guy if anything he thought initially Samuel was going to hit the woman. As he drugged her out the door Finn folded his arms over his chest angrily he’d had enough of Samuel honestly.

Rachel Berry.

That little scene had been enough to put Rachel over the edge. How could grown men and women act like this?! Standing up from the table, she shook her head. “I’m done,” she stated simply and rather quietly before gaining everyone’s attention. “I am sick of the petty drama, of the name calling, the fighting all of it.” Taking a breath, Rachel looked at Lauren and motioned to Mercedes, “He’s married, what did you think was actually going to happen?!” Then Rachel looked over at Mercedes and shrugged her shoulders, “Why didn’t you just tell me beforehand and I could have resolved instead of coming in blind?” she asked her friend before looking at Tasha. “And I know you don’t even want to be here.” Taking a deep breath, Rachel turned to Sam and just shook her head, “I’m not even going there with you. And Finn, did you know about this?” she asked. “Why didn’t you tell me that putting Lauren and Mercedes at the same table would be an issue? I know I have only really been a part of the team for about two years. I’m still new here, but I thought we were all supposed to be a team together. None of that seems to be a thing. I’m sick of that. And to be honest, I’m sick of the show. I thought it would be fun but is anyone actually having fun with it anymore?” Putting her glass on the table, Rachel shook her head. “I really wanted tonight to be a good time for us. I wanted to laugh and relax and enjoy one damn night. Either way, it’s not happening. So stay, don’t stay. Fight, don’t fight. I’m leaving.” Rachel said as she started to walk inside of the venue to fetch her things to leave. At this point, the staff could take care of the meal.

Tasha Wells.

The party was going just how she thought it would after all was said and done. Looking to Samuel her mouth turned downwards at the corners as he read Lauren to pieces. “Well damn” she chuckled as she watched like a viewer tuned in to HTGAWM eyes glued to the two as they moved. The she looked to Finn as he stood up, what did he think he were going to do Tasha didn’t know but it would be interesting to see him try. As his wife followed his lead she side eyed her as she gave the grandest of speeches, the woman was so over the top it amazed her what little it took to get her riled up. I mean, the party has just begun Sam and Mercedes were only truly just getting started any fool could see that. There was something about Rachel that bothered Tasha and it had nothing to do with their utter dislike for each other, it was the way the lady naively wondered about everyone, and how she caused drama and threw stones but quickly hid her hand. “Well that is my cue to go” Tasha said as she stood up grabbing her purse and sitting her glass down “I love you as always” Tasha said to Mercedes moving to hug the woman. “Text or call me…. after tonight girl. I have a hot tub and bomb dick calling. I know you know” she said with a hand gesture as she moved to leave along side Daniel. The man left with Tasha gesturing Mercedes and Sam both “pleasure meeting you guys” he told them both as he rested his hand on Tasha’s ample behind as they left, a grin on his face. Justin would have to catch him, and his hands another day. With what he had planned, Tasha would need a plan B tomorrow, she had bigger fish to fry then her cheating ex.

Mercedes Evans.

Mercedes looked to Samuel, smiling as he swapped a kiss with her before he asked her to get up. And she did as she were told, standing to her feet, pulling the latex dress down a little. She watched as he walked over to Lauren, she could hear the punch or slap now but luckily Lauren escaped without a bruise, luckily. As he dealt with her Mercedes smirked to herself, finally, out in the open he’d read her ass to filth and put her in her place. Their was a proud gloat on her face as she watched him drag her away from everyone else, mm, she’d have to reward him. Hell she’d have to fuck him in the Lamborghini she bought him as a gift. At Rachel’s words, Mercedes sat her glass down, she wanted to say something to the woman but she didn’t because it would have been expected, plus she was too much of a proud wife to let Rachel ruin this joyous occasion. She grabbed her fur coat and slid it on before grabbing her purse, pecking Tasha’s cheek she chuckled at her. “I do feel you on that, I have some baby making to do myself. We all have to do lunch soon” she said waving bye to Daniel. “Rachel I’ll make sure to tell the executives how you feel, you won’t even have to finish the season” she said with a beam, nobody watched for Rachel. No one will be missing anything, and her pockets sure as hell wouldn’t either. So who were she to throw up leaving a show, a platform that brought her fame all because she wanted to be a messy bitch and not confirm it. She disrespected her once, she had done it again, and now… she wouldn’t get a inch or remorse or common curtsy from Mercedes Evans. The only real friend and confidant she had, as she walked away Mercedes looked to her husband. “I intend on fucking the shit out of you in this car, so get ready” she purred easily as she began to strut out the door, if he caught her drift he come trotting behind her.

Samuel Evans

Samuel blew past Finn with out a backwards glance. Oddly enough he’d counted the man friend at one point. Now, however he only pitied him. He’d have to repair that relationship, sooner rather than later. But right now if the man wanted to be king he should take notes. Lauren’s words pricked at Samuel. He smiled coolly then said “Bye.“ Waving her words off outwardly unfazed. He turned around stepping back towards the table when, finally, Rachel grew the pair, she always claimed to have. He chuckled at her idiocy. It was his fault, with her, even when it wasn’t. He was her perfect villain, at this point he enjoyed playing that part. He met Mercedes, hand running over her coat as she passed. He licked his full lips, lopsided grin coming to his face, "Nite Tasha! Nice to meet you Daniel.” he waved at the couple from his place by the door. “Rachel, Finn have a good night.” He said mockingly as the woman moved to leave the venue. Spinning on his heels jogging to catch his wife by the hand, “The shit out of me… damn” He said quickening his pace. “I am a lucky motherfucker.

Lauren Mills

Sam wasn’t clever. She struck a nerve even if he tried to deny it. Lauren opened her mouth to speak. Insult fresh on her tongue when Rachel called her down. She looked pass Sam to the distraught woman and grimaced. She sucked her teeth and left, stocking up out of the garden. 'This was the reason she didn't have female friends.' She thought, unsure who she was more angry with at present Rachel or Samuel.

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