Words

a/n: sorry for the delay but apparently I'm a masochist and find it fun to have my wisdom tooth pulled right after hip surgery all I have to say is…ow! Song is by Train off their Save me San Francisco album which if you didn't know is the best cd ever! If you haven't heard I suggest you give it a listen. Now onto the more exciting stuff…

Freddie and Sam walked up the front steps of her house, both were dragging their feet and their shoulders slumped. It was very rare that the couple spent the night at Sam's, mostly because they never knew who Pam Puckett was going to come stumbling home dragging some poor unknowing fool behind her at all hours of the night. But due to recent events with Carly they figured a night away from Bushwell would be beneficial to all parties involved. They made their way upstairs to Sam's room and simultaneously fell face first on her bed.

"There should be a rule banning energy sucking drama before 3 pm." Sam mumbled into her pillow.

"MmmHmm." Was the only response Freddie could muster up.

"Can life get any suckier?"

"Yea, your sister is coming to town." Freddie's response was met by a halfhearted swing to his forearm.

"Why did you remind me?" Sam groaned in displeasure.

Sam loved Melanie, she was her twin sister, but it was hard to be around Melanie on a constant basis. When Mel was away at boarding school people forgot there was a perfect half to Sam Puckett. Sam didn't have to deal with the constant comparisons that Pam tended to verbalize whenever her twin daughters were together. It also sucked seeing her mom actually being a mom to Melanie but when said twin was away Pam didn't care whether or not Sam had food to eat. It's one thing to always feel like a failure, to feel unimportant but to have it proven by your own mother? That's just heartbreaking. She knew had her father not taken off things would be a lot different, she was always daddy's little girl, but he left and she got fucked royally.

"I hear the wheels turning in your head." Freddie turned his head so he was staring into Sam's glistening blue eyes.

"Do you ever feel like the world is crumbling down on you?"

"Like you're being suffocated and no way you turn is the right way?"

"Yea."

"Yea." He brushed her bangs out of her eyes.

"I just want to get away and start fresh."

"One more year and we're off to college. It'll just be me and you in our own apartment with no one to answer to."

"I can't wait." Freddie wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her to his chest knowing Sam needed the reassurance that someone loves her.

"You're staying with me while she's here, right?"

"No, I thought I would hang around here and watch as mom praises Melanie and asks me why I can't be more like her." Was her witty and sarcastic answer.

"Smartass."

"You love it." She gave him a chaste kiss. "Don't deny it."

"Never."

Neither one of them knew how long they stayed snuggled together in silence but they were perfectly content just being with each other. No words were really needed in their relationship at this point. Eventually Sam lifted her head and broke their silence.

"What am I going to do about Carly?"

"That all depends on you."

"That's not true. You're involved in this as much as I am."

"Baby the way I see it is that my life is fine without Carly, I got the better half of that duo. But I know you're still not okay with it. You miss your friend and that's perfectly understandable, no one thinks less of you for that."

"Would I be stupid to forgive her?"

"It depends. If you honestly believe in your heart of all hearts that Carly is sorry and won't pull a stunt like that again then I say no, you're not an idiot. But I don't buy it. She doesn't think she was wrong. So why does she have a sudden need to apologize and make things better"

"I don't know."

"I just don't want you getting hurt again."

"I'm so confused." Sam sat up so her back was leaning against the headboard, Freddie soon followed suit. "I know I had great times with Carly but most of it was on iCarly the past few years. But then I remember all the times I needed a place to sleep or something to eat and she was always the first person I went to."

"So now that none of those are going to be factored into a future friendship with each other, what's left?"

"Nothing I suppose." Sam trained her eyes on the door in front of her as she gathered her thoughts. Taking a deep breath she continued, "I was always second best to Carly. I was nothing more than her fuck up sidekick that people just dealt with because of her, the easy girl guys could use to get to her. She was constantly playing mom to me too. It was always Sam don't do this, Sam why did you get detention or Sam why can't you stay out of trouble. And my personal favorite, Sam stop beating up Freddie."

"Sam, baby, sweetheart, love of my life, believe me when I tell you there is nothing easy about you." Freddie teased trying hard not to laugh at the look of disbelief that crossed Sam's face. Though it seemed insensitive of him to make light of the situation, he knew that with Sam the longer you let a situation stay serious the more likely she was to have a break down and he hated seeing her cry.

"That's all you have to say to that?" This time she did punch him in the arm, hard. "Asshat!" Yup, that was his Sam. It was comforting to know, no matter how fucked up things got Sam would always be Sam.

"I'm kidding….. kinda." Freddie chuckled then cleared his throat letting her know he was done teasing her. "You know you're a thousand times better than being someone's sidekick, right?" He wrapped his arm around her shoulder entwining their two right hands together as she nodded her head yes in response to hi question. "I think we spent so long in Carly's world that our views on friendship became warped."

"Yea, I guess. It's just… we were both in that friendship with her yet you want nothing to do with her and I'm the fool who wants that friendship back. I just don't get why you care so little about it."

"The first year of our friendship I spent hanging on Carly's every word because I thought I was in love with her. Then Missy made her reappearance."

"I hate that bitch."

"I know you do. But that's the first time I saw you as my friend and not the girl I put up with it because of Carly."

"You gave up a semester at sea for me."

"I would've given up anything for you. You were miserable and I couldn't stand to see that."

"Meanwhile I couldn't even get my best friend to believe me when I said Missy was evil."

"It took me getting hit by a taco truck for Carly to notice me."

"And then you became bacon."

"And you were the one to pull my head out of my ass and make me see that. Not to mention that you were the one curled up in my bed every night watching movies with me and not the girl who claimed to love me. That's when I realized everything had changed. I started putting up with Carly to be with you and my crush on her dissipated overnight."

"Yet she still managed to get you to do anything but my saying 'please, for me?' with that stupid look on her face."

"I would've done it for you too because that's what friends do. It had nothing to do with wanting her."

"So you really have no use for her as a friend?"

"No. I have everything I could ever want out of my friendship with her, I have you. The second she lashed out at you I lost all respect for her and there's nothing she can say to change that. I think that you're hung up on this situation not because you want Carly back as a friend but because you need to say your peace so you can be okay with letting it go."

"There's a lot to still be said between us."

"There absolutely is and I think once the dust settles from this blow up and Melanie leaves that you and Carly should sit down and talk."

"I guess screaming 'what the fuck' at her wasn't really effective."

"No, not really."

"Will you sit down with us when we talk?"

"If you want me there I'll be there."

Sam leaned up and kissed him. In her own away she was thanking him from just being him. She much have been a saint in her past life to be able to fuck up generally everything this time around but still manage to get a great guy like Freddie. She turned on her side so she lay flush with his. One look at her drooping eyes and he knew it was nap time for Princess Puckett. He shifted down on the bed into a more comfortable position knowing they would be there for a while. He wrapped his arm securely around Sam's waist and gave her a sweet kiss on her forehead wishing her a peaceful sleep. This day had been draining on the both of them, who knew what the next few weeks were going to be like.

i hope you enjoyed this chapter, i know a lot of you are rooting for them to be friends again but i think they need to wipe the slate clean and start fresh and in order to that there's going to be a few more angsty chapters in the near future (i say that now but one never knows what might happen when i start typing) but then the fun begins. the summer roadtrip is going to take place and i'm thinking of making it so that Sam hosts her own show or her and Freddie are in charge of the senior year video yearbook, i don't have all those details worked out so as always if you have a suggestion click that lovely review button and let me know.

love,

ladyy