Matt was laying on the couch in the hotel room, thinking about how Freddie had saved his life, for being his friend. His arms' was hurting when Freddie had forcefully looked at his scars on his arm, thinking he was cutting himself again. Even though he was angry at him for a few hours, he was secretly glad that his only friend cared enough to check his arms for cuts.

He remembered the time that he finally had a friend his Freshman year, he had went to bed that night without thinking what it would be like to die. Matt stared at the scars he had made, remembering the feeling of the blood leaking down his arms when he used to cut himself, and remembered the feeling of losing his emotions when he made them.

Maybe just one really small cut. Matt thought to himself. No! I made a promise to my mom that I'll stop when I leave the mental hospital. Five months and I was doing so good to. I won't give in. Matt fought back in his mind. Matt made sure to control his cutting, and he wasn't going to have a relapse anything soon. Matt made sure to thank Freddie by getting him together with Sam. How can he go on living his life when he'll never have some girl that loves him for him?


Sam laid awake on the bed she was currently sharing with Carly. She was wondering if Matt really was suicidal, but then again, Freddie seemed to be checking for scars on his friend's arms, so that must be a sign. Sam wondered what Freddie saw in the little freak, that made him become Matt's friend. Sure he was 'suicidal' and has 'scars' but still, there's no reason for him to be a friend to him. She's not sure why, but Matt for some reason has this weird vibe around him, like he's hiding something, she's not sure why, but the vibe happens to be there. Like a weird depressed aura around Matt, that she can feel.

Sam's thoughts traveled to Freddie about how he is friends' with Matt, wondering how he can be caring to some teen with issues. Sam had thought about apologizing to Freddie about insulting his dad, but she didn't because Carly never told her to apologize, and Freddie hadn't forgiven her about it. So why should she apologize if Freddie hadn't forgiven her about it? Who is in the right? Freddie or her?


Carly laid on the bed next to Sam, her thoughts traveled to Matt. She had seen some of his scars when Freddie yanked his friend's sleeves up and then noticed how Freddie seemed to really care about Matt's mental health and he seemed to make sure to remember the signs if someone is cutting himself for it. Carly liked that Freddie is a caring friend to Matt. To Carly, they seemed to act like brothers to each other, they seem to have their fights, but they still wound up caring about each other. She liked that Matt is trying to get Freddie and Sam together. It saved her time.

Carly's thoughts traveled to Sam insulting Freddie's dad. She didn't know what to say when Sam insulted his dad, it stunned her. She knew how far Sam can go, but to Carly, Sam had crossed a line, and it hurt Carly to see Freddie so sad, then angry.

Carly never knew where Freddie's dad is at, and she knew Freddie never talked about his dad. She respected that, but she felt like Sam should apologize to Freddie instead of waiting around for Freddie to forgive her for insulting his dad. Who knows, maybe Freddie would never forgive Sam. Does it make Carly a bad person for thinking that Freddie deserves to be apologized to?


Freddie laid awake in his bed, thinking about that fight that he and Sam had. Freddie was offended by what Sam said. Just because her dad left, doesn't mean that Sam had a right to insult his dead dad. He felt like his dad who's dead, is worse than someone's parent leaving them. He knew his dad and even trusted him. He was even in bed for two days by grief and it was on the weekends so he didn't need to miss any school. Sure her dad left, but it's worse when you lose a person you love.

He couldn't bear the thought of Matt ending his life at sixteen, then again, he nearly did, when Matt tried to kill himself. When Freddie found out what Matt tried to do, he went to his room, and cried for six hours. He had nearly lost his first guy friend; Gibby was an exception and they only seem to hang out when there's only a web-show that they have to do.

He'll never forgive Sam for insulting his dad. That's when he heard the slight whimper coming from his best friend. He stood up and walked to his best friend, then started to comfort him. He can handle his best friend's depression, and his best friend's cutting scars, but how can he handle the fact that his best friend is hurting emotionally?


Spencer had watched Freddie comfort Matt and then he went back to bed. Spencer had always seen the way that Sam and Freddie looked at each other, when they thought that no one was watching. The man had always secretly seen the way they looked at each other.

Spencer had heard what Sam said about Freddie's dad, and he knew instantly that Freddie would never forgive Sam for what she said, especially when Spencer found out that Freddie's dad is dead, that crossed the line for Spencer. Making fun of a dead person, is not cool. How can two people 'blinded' by their hatred, haven't found out they loved each other?


Mrs. Benson laid awake in her bed, she was staring at the wall. She felt sorry for Matt, going through everything he did; cutting himself, trying to kill himself, getting diagnosed with depression, and going through five months in a mental hospital. Mrs. Benson didn't completely trust Matt and Freddie to be home alone, especially the way Matt likes knives, pocketknives, scissors, and always loved reading horror books and watching horror movies.

She was always worried that Matt would try to murder Freddie, but she is slowly realizing that Matt would never harm her little Freddie in any way, shape, or form. Her husband died in a drive-by shooting, because they lived in a bad neighborhood. Does she have a right to protect Freddie from any danger?


A/N: OK. I had this idea that Matt was planning a way to get Sam and Freddie together, but somehow this chapter formed. You don't have to answer the questions at the end of the paragraphs. I'm thinking about making a sequel, like the aftermath of this fanfic.