iFeel Fear- Chapter 3

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A/N: Thank you so much for the lovely reviews, I am sorry for not updating. This is quite a long chapter, and I think I will do one more after this. This here is the nitty gritty! Enjoy (I hope...)

Later that day, Freddie began to notice gray clouds emerging in the sky.

He didn t really think much of them. They were just clouds, not uncommon in Seattle. He went to some other activities, hung with Dave and generally enjoyed himself. In fact he had forgotten completely about his argument with Sam. It didn t even get to him that much when Carly asked where he was. He d just shrugged and changed the subject.

However it didn t take long for the whole sky to turn almost black, and eventually the clouds started spitting out rain onto the poor teenagers. The ground got all muddy and the girl s hair got all wet, and the day was looking like it had taken a pretty suckish turn when the rain got even heavier and every one had to resort to hanging out in their tents listening to iPods and chatting about nothing and everything. School, the trip, rain, girls. Quite a lot about girls. That s hormones for you. Freddie and Dave had enjoyed a couple of little lusty poetry sessions on Carly and Wendy, but eventually chat got boring and everyone decided to brave the rain and play football outside.

It was quite a good laugh, running around getting warm but wet, sliding in the mud until their bruises were covered with dirt, while the girls watched and giggled over the boys. Freddie couldn t help himself from thinking if Sam was here she d be playing with them right now- and winning. Where was she anyway? Oh well, it didn t matter, Freddie was in the middle of a heated game and he d just been passed the ball.

A loud rumbling noise shook the pitch and a lot of people looked up. It sounded like thunder. Suddenly, a fork of white light momentarily lit the sky and everyone mumbled in curiosity. It was a thunder and lightening storm. Those could be dangerous out near trees apparently, so everyone was told to go spend time inside their tents until dinner was served in the canteen.

"It's so pointless," complained Dave, "We'll be fine outside, we're teenagers, and we were totally beating you anyway,"

"Yeah, as if!" laughed Freddie, "And course they're going to bring us in, there's lightening, we could get struck."

"That's ridiculous. You only get struck by lightening under trees. Like in a forest. We weren't in a forest. It's stupid."

Just then a teacher walked with a clipboard.

"We're just taking a register," she explained, "You're both in here, as I can see."

Freddie and Dave nodded.

"Okay, good, thank you," she said, "Oh, and one last thing, have either of you seen Samantha Puckett? She wasn't in her tent."

"No, we haven't," said Dave.

"Oh, okay. It's nothing to worry about, she's probably just in another person's tent. You know what she's like," said the teacher before she left.

Dave tried to make conversation, but Freddie wasn t in the mood for talking. They didn t know where Sam was? She must still be in the forest. What if she was lost, or hurt? Even so, she would be in serious trouble for hanging around in there alone. Then Freddie thought of what Dave had said, about how lightening strikes people in forests, and he felt a jolt of panic shift through his body. Sam was in the forest. Oh god, this was bad. He was worried now. What could she have been doing in the forest all day? She was probably injured somewhere in the forest, with the thunder and lightening going on, and it was dark now...

Freddie bolted up, "I need the toilet," he said bluntly.

"I'll come with you..."

"No! Erm, no thanks, I'll be okay," he muttered, before grabbing a jacket and rushing outside.

Without a seconds hesitation he was rushing into the forests to find Sam. He knew where abouts they had been when they had separated, she couldn't be too hard to find. He dashed into the woods, rain pouring down on him, and he had to remember to be careful not to trip up.

"Sam!" he shouted, loud as possible, "Sam! It's Freddie!"

He stumbled his way deep into the forest. He didn't make any effort to keep track of where he was going but that hadn't occurred to him yet. He just had to find Sam, injured Sam who was going to get struck by lightening or eaten by bears or...

Then he heard it. A sobbing sort of wailing noise. It was scary, screaming occasionally, but familiar and he followed the sound shouting Sam's name more frequently until he reached her, curled up under a tree, shaking and crying and screaming in a way he'd never seen her before. And it broke his heart.

"Sam, are you hurt?"

No response.

"Sam, come on we've got to go, they'll be looking for us. Come on Sam!"

He tried grabbing her arm to help her get up but she ignored him, resisting his help. A huge bout of thunder shook the skies and Sam screamed and grabbed onto Freddie's arm, digging her nails into him until they drew blood but he didn t pull away.

"It's all right," he whispered, as he bent down to scoop his free arm around her waist and hoist her up. She held onto him tightly so that she was hugging him close to her and leaned on him, allowing him to lead her gently. Freddie stayed silent, but he was in shock. Sam; the invincible Sam, was terrified, no, petrified of thunder and lightening? It was surreal, he had never imagined her having any weakness whatsoever. He wondered if Carly knew. Probably not, or she would have worried for Sam during the storm's origins. And if Carly didn t know, who did? Freddie wondered what other kinds of insecurities Sam had locked away.

That did' t matter right now, though. They could talk about this once they were out and safe. The forest was dark now, and the two were well and truly cold and lost with no idea how to get back to camp, and it was too pitch black to even attempt, let alone in a storm. It was quite a dangerous situation. It was pure luck Freddie noticed a little equipment shed that didn't seem to be being used any more. He opened the door and entered, noting that it didn't appear to have been used for a long time now.

Still silent, Freddie took off his jacket and laid it on the dusty floor, gesturing to Sam to lie down upon it. Sam nodded feebly, still sobbing and laid down. Freddie lay down next to her, trying to make it so that they could share body heat without being intimate. It was hard though, because he could hear Sam's little whimpering noises and he really wanted to comfort her, pathetic as it sounded.

As if she could hear his thoughts, Sam punched him in the chest causing Freddie to grunt. "That 'for seeing me cry," she mumbled, but she contradicted her self by hugging Freddie close to her and placing her face in his chest as she fell asleep. Freddie just lay there for a while after this, contemplating things, before he fell asleep as well, being held by a crying Sam.

"Never expected that," he whispered, before he dosed off into a dreamless sleep.

A/N: So yeah, a bit angsty, a bit OOC, but I enjoyed writing :) It is bound to be riddeled with spelling and grammar mistakes, it is 3.00 am. Opps, I just did one then, thank God for spell checker! Review. Or not. Totally your decision.

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