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Freddie looked down at the pad as he contemplated what to write down, he was leaving for college overseas and he had already left his note for Carly. He stood there tapping the red ink pen he was using against the pad as he pondered what to say to Sam, he thought about the party they had thrown to celebrate Sam and Carly's relationship and to give him a final farewell before he left for a over seas school.

I fucked your girlfriend last night.

While you snored and drooled, I fucked your her ass. I called her sugar when I ate her alive

As he wrote down the first to lines he smirked, he wasn't going to spare Sam's feelings on this matter, not after she had taken everything from him, including (especially) Carly, he could still remember his graduation party where he had discovered that his two best friends, well best friend and best friends best friend, had started dating. It had hurt at first, he loved her more than anything and she had found happiness with someone else, but he had gotten over it.. or so he thought.

As he stared at the paper memories of the party, the smuggled in alchol and drugs had flowed like water and candy. He had gotten slightly drunk, buzzed mostly, and Carly had gotten wasted. When Sam passed out in Carly's room Freddie had taken her upstairs to talk to her, to tell her one last goodbye.

Before he could get any words out the drunken Carly kissed him and before he knew it they were in the room next to where Sam was passed out.

Sometimes I thought you might be spying, living out some. Brash fantasy, but no. you were knocked out.

As the note to Sam came together he couldnt belive how offensive it was coming out to be, how shocked would his mother be if she read it? He shook his head and sighed, he wanted to get this done before Carly and Sam woke up.. When Carly woke up she'd freak if she remembered what she did she'd probably freak out and feel guilty.

We were knocked out you know. in a way

That part was true, all three of them were buzzed, high, or just plain drunk. His mind was racing as he tried to think of what to say, why was he leaving this note? Was it to be apologetic? No not really.. Was it to just piss off Sam? Probably. Was it a reminder to himself? Maybe.

Though the memories of Carly moaning under him as he slid in and out of her would always stay there, it didn't matter how fucked up he had been.. He would always remember the sound of her moans and begs as he licked and teased at her breasts. He stopped to briefly wonder if he had used protection, or if she was on some kind of pill.. it was doubtful she was on a pill as she had a girlfriend so she really didn't have to worry about it.

Taking a nervous breath as he looked back at the note he sighed, there weren't enough words to describe his feelings right now, Sam would kill im for this note he knew, not that he particularly cared. Putting the pen down he began to get dressed, slipping on his maroon sweatshirt and cargo shorts. He wasn't sure why he was wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, but this was his favorite sweatshirt.

Picking up the pen and pad he sat on the floor again in the corner, his head was still buzzing but he now had a clearer grasp on how to end the note... On a lie. Well it was only a partial lie, so that counted for something right? He sighed as he put the pen back to the paper and started writing.

Your girlfriend could have been a burn victim, an amputee, a dead body. but God damn I wanted to fuck.

I told you motherfucker

He smirked at the last words, underlinging them three times with the pen, each line more red than the last. It was a total lie, he wouldn't have touched anyone but her, He was complerely devoted to her and would do anything to see her happy. He was leaving because she was happy, and he couldn't handle it..

Frowning in frustration he sighed "C'mon Freddie, it's time to go" he muttered as he ripped the paper off the pad, the paper making a ripping noise he hoped wouldn't wake up anyone. Folding it up he carefully tiptoed into the next room and slipped it into Sam's jacked pocket as she slept off the events of last night. He quietly tiptoed back to the room where Carly comfortably slept and smiled "I'm sorry it didn't work out between us" he whispered,quoting directly from his note to her.

Bending down he kissed her forehead tenderly before he walked out of her life for what he assumed would be forever.

Note: Sorry if this is short, But Im not good with details.. Hope y'all liked the ending, if I get enough good reviews I might do an epilogue. So please read and review!