"They're in my room! That- That- That's my lamp! Freddie we-" She looked to the left for her best friend but he wasn't there at the peep hole, he wasn't in the kitchen either. Carly hoped he hadn't gone up to the bedroom again, or, that he wasn't taken up there. Shelby pulled out some boxing gloves from her bag and ran up the stairs with them on, Spencer called after her to stop but she didn't listen. As she walked down the corridor, looking for Carly's room, she saw blood on the wall in front of her, she took a deep breathe, she had a slight fear of blood but no one had suspected her seeing as she was one of the best boxers in her age category. She held the gloves to her face and turned the corner, she heard a shout from the bedroom and stood to the right of the door, listening in, until she heard another shout for help from Freddie inside the room. She kicked it down and punched Gertrude in between her eyes when she turned around, knocking her out and onto the floor, revealing a bleeding Freddie with a knife in his side.

"Shelby..." He murmured, she hesitated and stood in front of him, then decided to call the emergency services. She called for an ambulance and after giving them the details then shouted downstairs for the others, when they came up Spencer and Carly rushed to Freddie but Sam dragged Gertrude out and threw her out of the main window, she hurtled 8 floors down and landed with a thud on the road, then was slammed into by a lorry, leaving not a single drop of blood but a very broken, bent and damaged Gertrude.

"Does it hurt?" Carly asked quietly, knowing the answer would probably be yes but Freddie weakly shook his head and replied, "No... Just makes me feel tired, I think when people... start crying in movies... its cause they're scared they're going to die... I'm not though..."

"Shut up Freddie, you wont die!" She laughed, scared as she was, she had to pretend she wasn't. She stood and pulled Sam's arm so she appeared from around the corner, she ran to the bathroom where she was sick till her stomach was empty while Carly, Shelby and now Spencer, were tending to Freddie. "Buddy, the ambulance is on its way but you'll be okay, I mean, she stabbed you pretty deep but not deep enough, or near enough to your heart to make you die." Carly's brother said, he seemed confident and grown up, which had probably only been the first time in his entire life.

"Freddie, I can hear the sirens! You're gonna be okay Freddie!"

"Sorry I left, I'm a bit squeamish, you're a trooper though Freddo, you'll make it."

"If you're mom could see how brave you are right now, she'd be so proud."

"Freddie?"

"Freddie!"