Chapter 9: Love lets go

Sam was worried. There hasn't been any sign from either Carly or Freddie today and it made Sam feel really worried. It's weird. Sam Puckett never worries, but Sam Puckett never had a serious relationship either and usually it's Carly who worries about her. Sam rested her head against her locker. She missed Carly and Freddie. She needed them and never in her life she would've thought that she would miss them so much, even though she saw both of them yesterday. Sam saw Wendy passing by and quickly approached her.

"Hey Wendy!" she yelled out, hiding her sadness.

"Sam, don't stuff your pudding in my bra," Wendy warned.

"Don't worry," Sam said with a sad face and looked down. "I'm trying to change. Anyway have you seen Freddie and Carly?"

"I have seen Freddie. He was in the tech lab," Wendy answered.

"Thanks, Wendy," Sam said. Wendy smiled and moved along. Sam walked the well-known path to the tech lab. It was the same way she walked when she went outside after her fight with Carly. Once in the tech lab she saw Freddie struggling with some kind of wire and a panel. He plugged the wire somewhere on the panel and pushed a couple of buttons. The screen on the east side of the class started flicking, but just gave a blue screen.

"Arggh!" Freddie exclaimed in frustration as he yanked the cable out of the panel.

"Easy," Sam said with a smirk. "Soon you'll break something,"

"No time for jokes, Puckett!" Freddie attacked.

"Freddie-" Sam stuttered almost scared from Freddie's outburst. Sam Puckett was never scared.

"I'm sorry, Sam. I'm just a little frustrated," Freddie sighed as he leaned over the panel.

"Hey," Sam tried to put up her most comforting voice, one she didn't use very often. She gently rubbed Freddie's strong arm, just to comfort him. "Can I help?"

"What do you know of tech stuff?" Freddie snorted.

"You forgot who installed Violin God in our locker, didn't you?" Sam smirked.

"I used to be able to do this, but somehow, I just forgot everything," Freddie said.

"Freddie, you're upset," Sam said as she patted Freddie's back. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," Freddie said.

"Freddie, I'm your girlfriend!" Sam snapped. "Don't lie to me," she finished in a softer, caring voice.

"I don't know if I should tell you this…" Freddie said softly, but hard enough for Sam to hear.

"You can tell me anything," Sam said. "I'm trying to be a better friend and a better girlfriend to you, but you don't seem to let me,"

Freddie sighed. "Okay," he said. He took a deep breath. "I'm not keeping any secrets from you. Carly kissed me,"

"She kissed you?" Sam asked. She looked devastated at the spot.

"Yeah," Freddie said with a face of disgust. "She was worrying about the two of us and the two of you, about how we might forget her and I told her there was nothing to worry about, cause she'll always be my best friend and before I knew it she kissed me. Man, I hate her!" he cried out.

"You love her," Sam said.

"I hate her, I said!" Freddie snapped.

"But you love her!" Sam yelled. "You're confused. I think you're just confused because- Because Carly kissed you and you feel a lot for her, but you think you love me more. But you don't hate her. You've never hated me, so how could you hate Carly?"

Freddie was silenced by Sam. "But I love you,"

"I know you do and I love you too, but to be honest; I don't think you love me more than you love Carly."

"I don't want to betray you," he said in tears.

"Freddie." Sam looked her boyfriend deep in her eyes. "I'm not mad. But be honest to me. Be honest to yourself. Who do you love more? Carly or me?"

"I love you both," Freddie said. "Each in a different way, but I can't possibly love you more than Carly or love Carly more than I love you,"

"That's mashwarptz!" Sam said. "Deep inside, you know who you love more. I won't be mad if it is Carly, but I will be mad if you're not honest with me,"

"Fine!" Freddie yelled. "I love Carly, okay?" He took a look at his current girlfriend and said: "I'm so sorry,"

Sam stepped to him and kissed him once more on the lips. "I'm not."

"So," Freddie said. "Are we kinda broken up now?"

"As a couple, yes," Sam said. "But I think we're better friends than we've ever been,"

"I for once agree with you," Freddie said with a smirk as he opened his arms. "Come on, I know you want too,"

Sam smiled and hugged Freddie tightly. "I love you, Freddie,"

"I love you too, Sam," Freddie said and they both knew what Freddie meant.

Mashwarptz? I just invented it, because this story is supposed to be K+ :P