"Freddie, what the hell just happened? What did you do to Sam?" Carly strolled right towards Freddie, possibly ready to swing at him. Sam didn't cry often, and when she did, it was for a reason. Freddie stuttered.
"Nothing! Nothing! She's just—she's upset." Freddie sat back on the couch, numb from everything that just happened. Carly sat next to him. Spencer raised his eyebrows. "Why is she upset?"
Freddie stuttered once again, then looked at Carly. "It has to do with…"
Carly raised her eyebrows, looking for an answer. It was too much pressure… Spencer was there, Carly had no idea what he was trying to say… what was he supposed to do in this situation?
"You know." He whispered to Carly. Carly's jaw dropped. Both of them had tried their hardest to keep their short-lived relationship from Spencer. They wanted to avoid the awkwardness as long as they could.
"Oh, is this about the two of you sharing a little kiss?" both Carly and Freddie turned their heads in Spencer's direction, shocked. They really had no idea he knew. He looked too calm and happy to know that Freddie had made out with his sister.
"Who told you?"
"And I wouldn't exactly call it little!"
"Don't worry, a little birdie told me." Spencer winked at Carly. Carly jumped. Spencer's wink was a bit too freaky. "Why'd you do that?"
"Do what?" Spencer winked again.
"Wink! You don't wink at your sister once you know she's made out with the neighbor she's sitting next to—!"
"OH MY GOD!" Spencer jumped mid-air, his index finger moving from Carly to Freddie.
"You—and YOU? OH MY GOD!" Carly stood up, not sure what to do.
"What did you think we were talking about?"
"Freddie and Sam! But—OH MY GOD!"
"Spencer, go to your room! We'll talk about this later!"
"BUT—!"
"GO!" Spencer ran to his room, still shouting as he slammed the door behind him. Carly slowly turned to Freddie, who sighed.
"He took it well."
"Oh, you think?" Carly sat back down, breathing a little heavily.
"Okay… so Sam… it's about me and you?"
"Yes—and no."
"And no. I'd like to hear about the 'and no' part. Is it also about you and her?" Freddie hesitated. He didn't really know the answer to that.
"Yes and no." Carly sighed, looking away from Freddie. She didn't know what to think of herself.
"I didn't know. Sam didn't even tell me. If she told me, I would've never—we would've never—"
"No, it's not that." Freddie laughed to himself for a second, but then remembered Sam's pained face and became serious again. Carly withdrew a breath.
"Oh… then, what is it?" Freddie didn't actually understand in a way that he could express into words. He started to pace the room, trying to think. Carly looked at him curiously in anticipation.
"Has anything between you and Sam changed?" Carly thought.
"I don't think so. Why?"
"She seems to think that something has. She said she couldn't talk to you about— us—since me and Sam had already kissed… or something. I don't know, it was something like that." Carly looked confused.
"That's it? That's what's bothering her?" Freddie nodded.
"Yeah, at least that's what I think."
"And you're sure she doesn't like you? I mean, you're sure?" Freddie had to laugh this time. "Positive."
"I really don't know why Sam's so upset over that. I mean, of course we couldn't talk about you—it'd be all awkward and stuff." Freddie raised his eyebrows.
"Why would it be awkward. Sam doesn't like me." Carly thought a bit. She didn't really know how to respond.
"Well… you and Sam shared your first kiss. It was probably really special… and stuff. It couldn't compare to what you and I shared." Freddie laughed again. Carly was being silly.
"Carly, believe me, when you and I kissed, it was very special. I'd been waiting all my life for that! With Sam, it was just… random, you know? We literally just did it, no strings attached."
"I don't believe that. There are always strings attached." Freddie's laughter died immediately. He didn't feel the joy anymore.
"There were none."
"So Sam's kiss wasn't special at all?" Freddie stuttered. Why did he feel so stuck all of a sudden? "I didn't say that."
"So it was?" Carly raised her eyebrows at Freddie. He really felt trapped now.
"Compared to ours, it was nothing." It was the first thing that he thought, and he decided it was the truth. But then a pang hit him and he realized what he had been doing.
He didn't want to hurt either of them, even if it was only Sam. Carly half-smiled. "Don't tell Sam that."
Even though he didn't even know if it would bother her, he knew he never would.
