I'll Cover You
The apartment was empty, a lull slowly creeping over the space. It was silent, except for the rhythmic ticking of the wall clock. Spencer was gone, and had tacked a note to the outside of the door saying that he would be back after he finished grocery shopping. The minute hand of the clock moved from 2:59 to 3:00.
Carly and Sam burst through the door, giggling madly about Ms. Brigg's new haircut. Sam quickly dropped her bag on the wood floor and charged for the kitchen.
"Slow down," Carly laughed, grabbing her best friend's hips and pulling her toward herself. Sam looked disappointedly at the kitchen, then back at Carly.
"Spencer's gone." Carly was almost as hungry for Sam as Sam was for the leftovers in the fridge. However, Sam quickly forgot her desire for food as she was pulled to the sofa by Carly.
Carly pushed Sam onto her back and climbed on top of her. Their hips grinded together for a moment, turning them on even more. Carly and Sam were immediately lost in a deep kiss, and Carly pinned Sam's arms above her head for added effect.
Carly pulled away to stare into the blonde girl's eyes. Sam looked like she was in heaven, and was only a little confused as to why Carly had stopped kissing her.
Carly slowly started to kiss Sam's jaw, then moved to her neck, gently licking and biting the soft skin. Sam released a low moan. She knew that Carly always got everything she always wanted, and right now she wanted—
"You," Carly breathed in Sam's ear, causing the other girl to shiver. "Are amazing." Carly nibbled at Sam's pulse point, causing the cage full of butterflies in Sam's stomach to burst open. Carly intertwined her fingers with Sam's for what seemed like only a few second before the dark-hairedgirl's hands moved to Sam's shirt.
Carly slowly slid Sam's shirt over her head. Sam was wearing a pink and green polka-dotted bra, which earned a chuckle from Carly. "Never seen this one before."
Sam smiled too, then, in a sudden rush of boldness, flipped Carly onto her back and straddled her. Sam immediately pulled off her friend's shirt. Carly looked a little taken aback, but was enjoying it nonetheless.
Sam started to slide her hand behind Carly's back, kissing her all the while, in search of Carly's bra hook.
"Whoa, slow down," Carly laughed lightly; however, her breathing was growing heavier by the second, and she knew she didn't want Sam to slow down at all.
"What can I say?" Sam was kissing Carly's exposed stomach, her hands still fumbling with her best friend's bra. "You like it slow, and I like it—"
Carly gasped as she felt her bra snap open. Sam grinned and made to ease off the offending article. However, Carly had ideas of her own. Carly once again flipped Sam over so she could be on top of the blonde girl. Carly was pleased to find that Sam's fun-colored bra unhooked in front.
Just as Carly was licking a line from Sam's belly button to her bra, her phone, which was on the coffee table, started vibrating.
Carly looked apologetically at Sam, who swore under her breath. Carly picked up the rhinestone-covered cell phone.
"Hello?" Carly sounded breathless. She was still topless, and her eyes scanned the room for her shirt.
"Hello, is this Carly Shay?" Carly didn't recognize the voice on the other end. It was male, and sounded heavy, flat, and tired.
"Yes, I'm Carly Shay." Sam was now sitting on the side of her, playing with her hair and blowing in her ear. Carly swatted Sam away, but the other girl was way too turned on to think about anything but Carly.
"I'm afraid I have some…bad news." The voice was definitely growing more emotional, although it seemed to sound even more tired.
"Who is it?" Sam whispered in Carly's ear, her hands roaming Carly's body. Carly, however, remained sitting up.
Carly covered the mouthpiece and turned to Sam. "It's some dude who says he has bad news." Sam could see confusion and the beginnings of fear clouding her friend's dark eyes.
"You're the sister of Spencer Shay?" Something in Carly's stomach tightened.
"Y-yes…?" Sam had abandoned her attempt to coax Carly back into their heated make-out session and was looking at Carly with concern.
"Ma'am, I'm sorry, but there's been an accident." Carly's heart skipped a beat.
"Is Spencer okay?" Carly was on the verge of yelling, but she didn't care.
"It was a car accident," the man continued, ignoring Carly's question. "Your brother got…hurt real bad. He's being taken to Greenlake Medical Center. Is there another adult you could—"
"I'll be fine," Carly sounded a little hysterical. The last thing she wanted to do was call an adult. She just wanted to see Spencer.
"Okay, well, ah, he's going to be in room 206. I can get you the number—"
"No, it's okay, I'll look it up." Carly hung up the phone.
The second hand on the clock ticked four times before Carly burst into tears. Sam, still shirtless but no longer focused on making out, wrapped her arms around Carly.
Carly's voice sounded squeaky as she sobbed out, "Sam…Spencer…accident."
"Shhh, it's okay. I'm here." Sam's voice, usually loud and sarcastic, sounded soft and soothing. She tucked a strand of Carly's hair behind her ear.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the door. "Freddie," Carly groaned. "I invited him over after school."
"Go away nerd," Sam yelled instinctively. Carly smiled faintly through her tears.
Surprisingly, the knocks at the door stopped.
"Oh God, Sam, what am I gonna do if he's—"
Sam put her finger to Carly's lips. She pulled Carly into a tight hug. "Don't worry," she whispered into Carly's ear. "I'll cover you."