Chapter Seven
A couple weeks pass by and Sam and Freddie haven't heard a word from Carly. She wouldn't talk to them at school, or at lunch and when it came to show Carly wouldn't even look at Sam and Freddie just at the camera. Sam and Freddie felt horrible for the way Carly had found out that they were dating and for not telling her.
"I just wish Carly would talk to us," said Sam after school on thursday.
"Me too," said Freddie. "I can't take any more of the silent treatment."
"Me neither. It hurts too much," Sam sighed. She tossed her can of soda into a trash bin nearby. Sam and Freddie were in the park that was near the school sitting on a bench. Freddie nodded in agreement.
"I hate this," Sam said placing her head in her hands.
"why won't she talk to us?" asked Freddie.
"Because we hurt her," said Sam. "We are rotten friends."
'Yeah we are," Freddie said.
"You guy aren't rotten friends," said Gibby as he joined them. Sam and Freddie looked up at him.
"Yes we are, Gibby. We hurt Carly. We should have just told her that we were dating in the beginning," said Freddie. "Everything would be a lot different right now."
"I know," sighed Sam. "I shouldn't have been afraid to tell Carly that we were together. But i was. I didn't want to hurt her or for her to be mad. But i was afraid of what she would have said or done if i told her."
"I know hon," said Freddie as he wrapped an arm around Sam's shoulders for comfort. She laid her down on his shoulder.
"Maybe you guys should just go talk to her and tell her that you are sorry," Gibby suggested.
Freddie and Sam looked at him again. Then they looked at each other.
"It won't hurt to tell her that we are sorry," said Freddie.
"true," said Sam. "But what if she doesn't say anything?"
"Then at least we tried," said Freddie.
Sam sighed. He had a point. And if Carly didn't forgive her then maybe they just weren't friends after all. But she has to try. Her best friends forgiveness would mean the world to her and she needed her best friend back. She needed to talk to her. Tell her that she was sorry and hope to god that Carly would forgive her.
Back at the Shay apartment carly was sitting on the couch searching the tv channels. There was nothing good on but she needed something to get Sam and Freddie off of her mind.
'How dare they not tell me that they are dating' she thought. 'I'm their best friend and they go and do this behind my back. Some friends I've got.' She sighed. But they are really good friends she had to admit. But why couldn't they just have told her that they were going out? She would have understand. she just wish she knew why they didn't tell that they were boyfriend and girlfriend.
"Maybe they were afraid to tell you," Spencer had told her earlier before he left to his friend, Socko's house.
"But why would they be afraid to tell me?" she asked out loud to no one in particular. She sighed. She didn't know.
Just then someone knocked on the door.
"If its Freddie or Sam, don't come in. If its Gibby or anyone else you can come in," Carly said.
"Its Gibby," aid Gibby on the outside of the door. He opened the door and walked into the apartment.
"Hey carly," he said.
"hey," said Carly.
"What are you watching?"Gibby asked as he glanced over at the tv.
"Nothing," sighed Car;y. "I can't stop thinking."
"About what?" questioned Gibby as he sat down beside her.
She looked at him. "You know what," she replied.
"No i don't," said Gibby confused.
Carly sighed. "I'm thinking about Freddie and Sam," she said after a few minutes went by.
"I"m sure they are doing fine," Gibby said.
"I meant im thinking about them dating and wondering why they didn't tell me," Carly told him. She sighed and slumped back against the couch. She crossed her arms across her chest.
""Maybe they were afraid to tell you," said Gibby. "Maybe they were afraid to see your reaction. Which turned out to be not so good," Gibby added.
"Well they hurt me Gibby," Carly said looking at him. "What was i suppose to do? Turn the other cheek and not care? Let them hurt me behind my back some more? No."
"I know they hurt you, but, maybe, if you talk to them i mean, maybe they will tell you why they couldn't tell you," said Gibby.
"It doesn't hurt to talk to them."
"I know," sighed Carly. Then she picked her the phone that was on the stand next to the couch. "I'll call Sam right now and tell her to come over. Can you walk over to Freddie's apartment and ask him to come over for me Gibby? Your right I need to talk to them and let them explain."
Gibby smiled. "Sure thing Carly," he said.
Then he got off the couch and headed for the door.
"hey Gibby?" said Carly behind him. He turned around and looked at her.
"Thanks," carly said with a smile.
Gibby grinned. "Your welcome carly," he said. Then he left her apartment.
Carly dialed Sam's number. Sam picked up on the second ring.
"Hello?"
"Hey," said Carly.
"Hi Carls," said Sam on the other line.
"Can you come over?" asked Carly. "I think we need to talk. With Freddie too."
"Sure beans," said Sam. "I'll be there in ten minutes."
"Okay. Bye," said Carly.
"Bye." The girls hung up. Carly continued to sit on the couch waiting for her friend to arrive so that they could all talk. They needed to and hopefully they could work out what happened and fix the friendship that had been broken.
