Sam's POV
I let out an audible moan as the hot water rushed over my freezing skin. I used my fingernails to scrape off the dried blood that caked my shoulder and left arm. I stared at the strange circle of puncture wounds for a long time. They throbbed along with my heartbeat and felt very cold despite the boiling water the rained upon my body. I sat in the shower until the water started to feel lukewarm. I turned off the water and reached out for a towel. When my fingers only felt an empty basket, I stuck my head out of the curtains and saw only a thin hand towel that would maybe cover up my front. My clothes were gone but Carly probably picked them up to wash them.
"Great," I growled quietly to myself. It wasn't really a problem though. Carly's seen my butt before (my bathing suit slipped when I went down a Trip n' Slide) and Spencer was out for an early dumpster diving session at the junkyard. I wrapped the towel as far as it would go around my body. It covered me up just enough, but my butt would still be on display. Oh well, as long as no one was visiting. I opened the bathroom door and silently made my way down the hallway and into the living room where a fresh basket of clothes were sitting on the coffee table. I began to dig through it to find a bra and some clothes. Maybe it was my concentration that made me miss the door across the hall opening and the jiggle of Carly's front door. Just when I heard the handle turn, it was too late to run. Freddie came walking in with his eyes plastered to his phone.
I stood there frozen, clutching the small towel for dear life, hoping that he would poof into magic nerd dust. No such luck. Freddie's eyes snapped to me in my questionable towel and a black bra with the words "Squeeze Me!" in huge white letters on the front clutched in my fist. Why did I have to buy that bra as a gag gift for Carly? Freddie's face turned so red I thought his face would burst from so much blood in one area.
"FREDWARD! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?" I yelled, finally spiraling back to reality.
"I came here to show you this new update for iCarly!" he cried, snapping his head to the left and clamping his eyes shut.
"LEARN TO KNOCK!" I scampered up the stairs and slammed Carly's door behind me, making sure it was locked. I yanked on some boxer shorts and a large black hoodie before going back down the stairs again. Freddie was sitting on the couch with his face shoved in a pillow.
"You can look now Fredwad. I'm dressed," I laughed awkwardly.
"Are you sure?" His voice was muffled by the stripped pillow. He cautiously lifted his face from the cushion and glanced at me. He sighed in relief and tossed the pillow on the floor.
"I'm really sorry about that, Sam."He said, a blush creeping to his face again.
"Let's never mention it again and we'll call it even." I said, punching him in the arm.
"Deal," He agreed, bumping my fist with his. Suddenly, my stomach growled so loudly even Freddie looked around curiously. I'd never felt such intense hunger in my whole life.
"So hungryyyyyy…." I moaned, clutching my stomach. I rolled off the couch and bolted to the kitchen where I quickly grabbed the nearest plate of fried chicken and devoured it quickly, bones and all. I licked my lips and patted my sunken stomach heartily. I bounded back into the living room where Fredwad was staring at me with his jaw hanging to the floor.
"What?" I snapped, plopping back down on the couch.
"Sam, did you eat the bones?" Freddie asked, dumbfounded.
"Of course not! Didn't you see me throw them away?" I lied, tucking a leg bone deeper in my jacket pocket.
"Liar…" Freddie whispered almost silently. Doesn't matter how quietly he said it, I heard it. I tackled him to the ground and pinned his arms to the floor.
"I am not a liar you dork!" I hissed into his terrified face.
"How the hell did you hear me?" He said, hopelessly trying to flail his arms out of my grip
"Err, Mama hears everything!" I yelled. My face was literally inches from his when the door opened and Carly waltzed in, her arms heavy with grocery bags. She stopped and stared at the scene before her. I was on top of Fredwad with my face two inches away from his. Not to mention my very short boxers. I jumped off of him and kicked his side with my foot.
"That's for calling me a liar." I spat, turning to Carly who looked relieved that I hadn't killed Freddie.
"Hey Sam," She greeted, "Have a good shower?"
"Yeah, I just got bit by a wild dog or something last night." I shrugged, peaking into her bag that the smell of raw meat wafted from. Raw meat? Gross! But then again, it sounded super appetizing.
"Do you want me to take you somewhere to make sure you don't have rabies or something?" Carly asked, her voice heavy with concern.
"Nah, I'll be fine." I said, picking a bone fragment out of my teeth to look convincing. Inside, I was coming apart at the seams. Carly frowned at my lack of concern but went back to putting away the groceries. While she deposited some yogurt into the fridge, I swiped the package of raw meat off the counter and stuffed it in my pocket.
"Put it back Sam." Freddie said, walking into the kitchen. I wanted to claw his face off but I grudgingly put the meat back on the counter. I sat down on a barstool and watched Carly and Freddie put away the groceries. I felt my body gradually become colder as the minutes passed. I wrapped my arms around my shoulders and shivered. My bite wound throbbed painfully and burned savagely. I tried to cover my grunt of pain with a cough.
"What's wrong?" Carly asked maternally.
"Just my bite." I said, wincing, "It's a little sore." I wobbled over to the couch and wrapped a thick blanket around myself tightly. Carly came over and put a hand to my forehead.
"Sam, you're on fire!" Carly said, pulling her phone out of her pocket, "I'm calling a doctor." I tried to protest but my teeth were chattering so much, I couldn't utter a single word. She walked behind the couch and chatted with the receptionist about my symptoms and how soon she could fit me in. Freddie sat down on the other end of the couch, looking at me worriedly.
"Hey, Fredward! Why don't you make yourself useful and spare some of that body heat?" I snapped, my whole body rocking with shivers. Freddie scooted closer and wrapped his arm around my shoulders. Ahhhh….. he was so freaking warm.
"Sam, your appointment is in half an hour. Let's get going." Carly said, grabbing my hand to pull me off the couch.
"I don't wanna." I wined like a child. She yanked me off the couch and pulled me upstairs to put on some appropriate clothes. I put on a pair of thick sweatpants over my boxers and two more jackets over my first.
"Ready to go?" Carly felt my forehead again.
"Can we take Freddie?" I asked, thinking of his warmth.
"Um, why?"
"He's so warm…" I said without thinking. Carly raised an eyebrow but nodded. We walked downstairs where Freddie was waiting by the stairs.
"Let's go Fredward." I said, grabbing his wrist.
"Wait, I'm coming too?" Freddie asked.
"Yep, you're warm. Let's go."
We all piled into Carly's little compact car and made our way to St. Agony's Family Doctor. Freddie and Carly were mostly supporting my weight while we walked into the bland waiting room. It was mostly people with minor cough or a runny nose. I guess that's why they wanted to see me first.
"Sam Puckett?" A cheerful woman called as soon as I sat down. I grumbled and stood back up to follow the nurse back to a blindingly white room with one chair and an examination bed. I curled up on the hard mattress while Carly sat down in the hard plastic chair. The door creaked open and a doctor that looked to be in his 60s strode in merrily.
"Hello Sam." He said, shaking my freezing hand. Something flashed in his eyes but he smiled and turned to his laptop.
"Sounds like you got a nasty case of the flu." He said, chuckling, "Any unusual symptoms?"
"Well, sometimes I'm really cold like right now and sometimes it's like a billion degrees inside my body." I explained, hoping he would wave it off as the flu again. The same looked appeared on his face again but he wiped it away once more with a smile.
"I see. Could you two step out for a moment so I can ask Sam a few questions?" The doctor said sweetly to Carly and Freddie.
"Yeah sure." They said, waving and stepping out of the room.
"It's been a while since I've seen a werewolf." The doctor chuckled, taking off his glasses.
"Um, what?"
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