Pete
*Review and Enjoy! This is Spam/ Creddie / and I made Spencer only 19 so he's a lot younger, and Sam's 18! Enjoy *
Sam's POV
Pete and I walked out of the Groovy Smoothie, and down the road, my heels clicking.
"Here's the boat." he said, when we got to the port. A huge white boat with gigantic red sails ad a clean deck sat in the water, captains and crew members discussing, checking the boat.
"Pete, this is fantastic! I have never seen a bigger boat!" I exclaimed, and climbed the ladder to the boat. He went after me, and we reached the deck for dinner. The deck was decorated with deep red ribbon, balloons and the fllors were shined until we could see our reflection, literally.
"On the menu," Pete began, "Is steak and mashed potatoes with a side of corn and root beer poured in wine glasses." I laughed, and stared into his deep brown eyes, they almost reminded me of Freddie. Wait what am I saying? This is Pete, not . As the night went on, I felt a little guilty, alls I could think about was Fredweird, I don't even know why. It got most uncomfortable when his ex called in the middle of our date, and they texted.
"We should stop, get off the boat. I just, don't feel comfortable, too much on my mind, and your clearly busy." I said standing, and walked onto the deck looking out into the night sky awkwardly. Pete walked out.
"Sam..." he said. "Sorry I made you uncomfortable. Come on stay." He said. I shook my head.
"I really should leave." His eyes got angry. He grabbed my hand, and being clumsy in heels was tripping and falling, almost being dragged to the highest deck.
"Pete..." I said, but squeezed harder. His strength was almost impossible, I couldn't get away from him. When I was on the highest deck, he took my purse, which had $10.00 in it and make-up in it, then threw the empty leather over board.
"Pete what the french is this?" I said, watching the leather tumble in the air, and hit the water with force, the water spraying up and lightly splashing our faces.
"It's you." and I suddenly felt a force on my back, lost my balance, and fell.
"No one ticks off Pete and gets AWAY with it!" he said, and smiled, then walked off the edge, as I hit the water with force, then slowly sank. My mind snapped awake, as my breath was running out. I swam for life to the surface, and sucked in air. The water stung it was cold, biting my legs, which weren't covered, my short dress sticking to me. I saw the port not to far away. I began swimming, treading the freezing, my teeth trembling, my mascara running, tears falling everywhere. I thought I was going to die when I reached the port, the wind was blowing so hard, making the cold water seem even colder. I coughed up water, and stumbled off to the Ridgeway apartment.
Carly's POV-
I heard a knock at the door, and Freddie looked at the door, we were eating watermelon. I opened the door with a bright smile like always, and saw Sam crying, soaking wet, mascara running, shivering, and barefoot.
"Oh my god!" I screamed, and called Spencer down. Freddie ran over and grabbed Sam's hand. Spencer put a towel on the couch, and she sat, sobbing into her own hands. The sight was devastating, it made me want to cry. I gave Spencer and Freddie a weird look, and they both shrugged. Spencer ran off into the kitchen and got the hot chocolate down. When it was done he gave it to Sam, and she caught her breath, then took a sip. Spencer pulled up a chair, and sat giving Sam a weird look. Sam cried all over again.
"He pushed me off the edge of the boat." she gulped, and told us everything.
"I've never had one right guy, never. My Mom hates me, Melanie is perfect miss i'm everything, no boy can treat me right, and I live in shabby apartment!" she cried out, and sobbed all over again. Spencer walked over to Sam and sat next to her, pulling her into a tight hug.
"Sam." he said, but she continued to sob, looking down. He grabbed her chin and lifted her face up to his.
"We love you." he finished, and he pulled her back into an even tighter hug. Sam quit crying, and sniffed. Freddie sat on the other side of me, and we got into a huge hug, only to comfort Sam. Sure it was a little mushy, but she needed comforting. Even the strongest person would cry after that.
"Sorry to be such a burden. I gotta go home and shower and stuff." I wouldn't let her.
"No, stay her and shower. You can borrow clothes from me and we can sleep together on the couch, watching Girly Cow and eating comfort foods all night!" Sam smiled a little, and Spencer nodded his head.
"Sounds like the best time ever to me." Sam said, and smiled bright and big now, showing her white teeth, her eyes lighting up for the first time that night.
After Sam showered, we did exactly what we said we would, watched Girly Cow, ate popcorn, and fell asleep at like midnight. Sam cheered up pretty fast after that, but she might have been hiding some of her depression. I hope not, I hope she would tell her best friend.
*OK, so for those of you who find Spam disgusting, I altered the ages a little to make it more appropiate. Instead of Spencer being in his mid 20's he's 19, and Sam is one year older, 18. Enjoy! Review, Add to favorites, Sub! All that!*
