FPOV

I motioned for Sam to hide. I could only guess that the loud, obnoxious banging came from her psychopathic mother. I quietly opened the closet door and grabbed the old baseball bat that my mom kept in there.

Sam had run into my bedroom and shut the door. I wish I could be in there with her… She needs me! And she was probably beginning to have a panic attack.

Slowly, I opened the front door, only to be greeted by the horrid stench of cigarettes and whiskey. The smell was accompanied by a very tall, blonde, strong looking woman.

Pam Puckett.

"Hello? I said questioningly.

"Where is my daughter?" She asked harshly, taking an unwelcome step inside of my apartment.

"She ran away. Out east. Because of YOU!" I seethed. This devil woman has hurt my Sam far too much to deserve any once of respect from me.

"Listen here, Boy… That girl ruined EVERYTHING for me. That little whore can starve and die for all I care. I should have aborted her when I had the chance! My life would have been perfect without that burden child!" She screamed at me. I gawked at her before I could speak.

"You neglected her ever sense she was only a baby! She had every right to hate you! She didn't deserve the life you forced her into! And now she is gone!" I yelled back. I was completely caught off guard when she lunged forward and slapped me, hard, across the face.

"You're just gonna hit me like you did Sam? Well, guess what? I won't back down to you! You're a filthy monster! Sam was a wonderful person, and you were jealous! And you drove her away! You're all alone!" I yelled.

"I'll find her. And I'll kill her! Don't ever forget that kid!" She screamed one last time, and then walked out, slamming my door.

I was completely taken aback by Pam Puckett. Who could ever be that cruel? Especially to their own child?

Suddenly, I remembered that Sam probably heard every word screamed. I re-gained my bearings and ran into my room. When I through open, I saw Sam sobbing in the corner, clutching my pillow to her chest.

Slowly, so not to startle her, I walked over to her. I knelt down in front of Sam, and placed my hand on her upper arm, but she refused to lift her beautiful face from my pillow.

"I'm so sorry, Sam…" I whispered.

"Why! Why me, Freddie? I never did anything to her! Am I really that awful!" She scream cried.

"Wha… Sam! You have to call down. It's not healthy, Baby!" I grabbed the pillow and tossed it to the side, pulling her completely against me.

"You are not an awful person, Sam. You're far from it. It's not your fault, Sammy. Your mother is a horrible person and you did not deserve that life. You're out of it now, and, I swear, not matter what she said, she will NEVER hurt you again." I vowed to her. I held her tightly against me, stroking her hair with one hand.

"She could…" She choked out against my shoulder.

"She won't." I promised. I heard her sigh softly, and snuggle closer to me. I placed a gentle kiss on her forehead, and leaned us back against the wall.

I would do anything to keep her safe. To keep her happy…

Soon, Sam dozed off against me and that gave me a little bit of time to stare at her beautiful face.

"How can someone not love her?" I thought. She was so beautiful… so vulnerable.

I must have fallen asleep too, because the next thing I became aware of was opening my eyes to a dark room. The only light came from the bright moon outside my window. My face was buried in Sam's warm neck, but I needed to know the time. I forced my head to look up at my clock, and it was already after six.

We hadn't dozed as I thought! We feel completely asleep! It was worth it though!

"Sam," I whispered quietly, "Gotta get up for me, Baby." I said a little louder. She mumbled something against my neck, and I chuckled. "Come on, Sam. We fell asleep." I saw her eyes flutter open.

"Can't we sleep?" She whined.

"I wish. But, we need to get up. My mom is going to be home soon, and you need to go talk to Carly and Spencer."

"What time is it?" She asked.

"Just after six, but I want you to go talk to them before my mom gets home. That way you can wait over there and then I can come get you." I told her.

"Your mom is going to be mad…" She whispered.

"Just let me deal with her. We are going to be eighteen soon, so we can get out of there, but you need somewhere to stay until then. I really think she will be okay with this. Especially once I tell her of the circumstances. "I said.

"I hope your right." She said, as she stood up.

"Aren't I always?" I smirked.

"Hmm…"

"You now I am." I smiled.

"Whatever you say." She smiled back.

"Okay, so when you talk to Carly and Spencer, tell them what really has happened. But, make sure you also tell them what to tell your mother if she happens to come back. Or if they run into her or something." I told her.

"And that would be?" She asked, sitting on my bed.

"What I screamed at your dear mother. That you decided to run off East somewhere. Make sure you let them know that! We cannot have clashing stories." I said firmly.

"Okay, I ran off east. Got it." She said laying back.

I walked to the bed, and leaned over her, resting my weight on my elbows.

"It's all going to work out." I promised.

"I trust you." She said, leaning forward to place her lips on mine. Happily, I responded and kissed her more firmly. Soon, I pulled away, and watched her lips push out slightly, making a slight pout.

"We have more time for that later. Right now you need to get over to Carly's." I said, sitting up.

"Okay," She stood up, "I love you." She said.

"I love you too, Sam." I said as I kissed her one more time, "Make sure to stay over there until I come get you, alright?" I asked.

"Alright." She said as she walked out of the room. I stood there until I heard the front door shut, and then lay back on the bed.

"I really hoped my mom would be okay with this… Sam needed me.

Sorry this is kind of short. I hoped you liked it. As long as there are no more complications with my friend, I should update sooner. Again, I am really sorry, but my best friend means the world to me. I still love this story and I don't want you guys to think I abandoned it Anyways… How do you think dear old Mrs. Benson is going to react? You'll just have to wait and see