It was a total accident. I didn't mean to do it. She won't listen to me though, she's too scared of me. She or Carly won't talk to me. I guess she told her. I feel terrible. I wish I could tell her that I'm sorry.
Normal POV
It was Friday at school and Freddie Benson was so excited to get home. His mom finally let him stay home alone and won't be back until Sunday.
"What's wrong with you dork?" Sam Puckett asked rudely. Freddie was smiling so much and was jumping.
"Nothing, I'm just excited" he said. Sam rolled her eyes.
"Why, did you finally go to the dollar store and bought yourself a life?" Sam asked. Freddie's happiness suddenly got crushed.
"No!" he snapped.
"I know they're expensive. Why don't you go to the grocery store, I heard they sell coupons."
"Shut up Sam!" Freddie yelled and stormed away. He was so mad at her he wanted to get revenge. Carly came towards Sam.
"What's wrong with Freddie?" she asked.
"Everything" Sam simply said. Carly rolled their eyes and they walked to class.
School was finally over and everyone ran out as fast as they could. Freddie's cell phone started ringing.
"Hello?" he asked.
"Hey Freddie! It's Duke" a voice said. Duke was one of Freddie's best friends before he started middle school. Now he and Duke go to separate schools, but they still keep in touch.
"O hey Duke. What's up?"
"I'm hecka bored. Do you wanna hang?"
"Ya sure. I'll meet you at your place"
"Cool"
Both hung up and Freddie started walking towards Duke's house. When he got there, he saw other guys that he didn't know, a couple of girls who looked liked hookers, and beer on top of a plastic table. Freddie was surprised that Duke drank, they're like thirteen years old!
"Hey Freddie! Guys this is my man Freddie!" Duke said sounding drunk already. The boys said hey to him.
"Uh, hi" Freddie said awkwardly.
"Well don't just stand there. Come and join us!" Duke said pulling a chair for Freddie. Freddie sat down slowly.
"Should you really be drinking?" he asked. Duke smiled.
"Sure! It's not against the law!"
"For minors it is"
"That doesn't matter anyways. You should try it!" Duke said handing Freddie a bottle.
"I don't think so" Freddie said.
"Come on, don't you have any problems that you want to forget?"
Freddie paused and remembered Sam. O how he wished Sam was out of his life.
"Ya, this girl" he said folding his arms.
"O you mean that Sam girl?" Duke said. Freddie took a bottle and started drinking.
"Ya her" he said.
"Why don't you tell us all about her?" Freddie drank more.
"Ya why not."
It was 10:00 at night and Freddie was really drunk. He was in front of his apartment door trying to open it. Then, Carly's door opened and it was Sam. Freddie turned around and smiled at her.
"Hi Sam" he said happily. Sam gave him a look.
"What the heck is wrong with you?" she asked.
"Nothing" he said still smiling. "You know, you're hotter than I thought"
Sam's eyes widened. "What?" she asked. Freddie got his door opened then pulled Sam into his house. Freddie closed the door and locked it tight.
"Sam, do you know what it's like to feel sad…or abused?" Freddie said. Sam was about to run but Freddie pinned her down to the wall. Sam was surprised and scared at the same time.
"Answer the question" Freddie said.
"No" Sam said weakly. Freddie smiled.
"Now you'll know" Sam could smell the beer coming from Freddie.
"Freddie, I think you're drunk. You gotta get some sleep" Sam said scared.
"What! I'm not drunk" Freddie said. He started kissing her neck.
"Freddie" Sam wailed silently. She wanted to escape, but she was too weak.
"Freddie!" Sam said a little louder. Freddie dragged her into his room. He started kissing her neck, her chest, then her stomach. Sam was crying now. He ripped her clothes and continued raping her. Freddie took off his clothes too, then both were completely naked.
"Freddie!" Sam cried. Freddie hushed her and let her cry and cry.
It was 4:00 in the morning and Freddie had no idea how he came home. He looked at himself and noticed that he was naked, and the covers of his bed were gone. He looked to the corner of his room and saw his bed sheets rapped around a sobbing Sam.
"Sam," he asked confused. Sam looked at him fearfully.
"Please don't Freddie please" she pleaded.
"What are you talking about? What happened?" he asked He pulled his shorts on and came towards Sam. Sam scooted back really scared.
"Sam, what's wrong? Why are we naked?" he asked. Sam was still crying. Freddie tried to put his arm on her shoulder but she ran. Sam tried to open the door but Freddie closed it. "Sam, what happened?" he asked.
Sam didn't answer but just continued crying. She took her clothes and ran to his bathroom. Freddie was still confused. He closed his eyes and tried to figure out what happened.
We're naked. She's crying. She's scared…o my god no. Did I…rape her?
Sam ran out of the Benson's apartment before Freddie could ask if his theory was true.