#shecomesaround

mercedes wasn't sure she could roll her eyes any harder and yet here becky was, trying to prove her wrong. 'you aren’t her. at least not anymore.' well at least that part was true. she wasn't sasha anymore. and she was feeling better and better every day for that decision. of course, ignoring the pang in her chest when certain people came to mind. people she thought she had left behind for good. one person in particular that was currently standing in front of her, hand raised high like she truly expected mercedes to actually meet her half way.        “  𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞.  ” her words were clipped, eyes narrowing as she focused on the redhead standing in front of her. a part of mercedes was proud at the attitude now surrounding the irishwoman; however, since it was currently being directed AT her, she was going to keep that comment to herself.       “  𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐩𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐢'𝐦 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.  ”