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Chapter 10: Finally

Sam's POV:

The hallway was longer than I remembered. It stretched out before me, my destination of Freddie's apartment growing more and more ominous. But I wasn't letting this go. There was a sting in my eyes, not from sadness, but from determination. I bit back any restraints and stomped ahead of Carly calling out a lame, "See ya in school."

I made it in a few strides. My fist was a blur as it banged on the doorway. There was a scamper of feet and I could tell it wasn't Freddie before Mrs. Benson opened the door. "I want to talk to Freddie." I told her, not hiding my frustration.

She suddenly became frantic, sputtering out things like "I thought he was with you" and "If I don't know where he is and you don't…" and "He could be dead in an alley!" I didn't care for the conversation and I got what information I needed, Freddie wasn't there, so I slammed the door closed once more giving Mrs. Benson a face full of wood.

I then turned around, steaming as the building anger bubbled over without an outlet. That's when I noticed Carly hanging out of her doorway. "Sam…" she started soft, measured, trying to make sure I don't charge as she told me, "Freddie's in here."

I charged, like a bull I charged. I crashed right through the doorway, Carly narrowly avoiding my path. I was at Freddie's throat in a matter of seconds. My hands reached as if they wanted to strangle before I realized that I had wanted to see him for a different reason. Anger was just too easy for me to go to, too natural.

I tried to calm myself. "Dude," I began, a common term I use for him, "we are going back to normal," and then as an off thought I added with more intensity, "whether you like it or not."

He stared me down. It was then I realized he was completely soaked. From head to toe, dripping on Carly's floor. "Ever heard of an umbrella?" I joked.

The rage previously pouring the guy dropped. He looked down and laughed shortly, choppily. I liked it when he laughed.

He looked up at me, big, mournful eyes. "Of course, Sam." The way he said my name, like he was cradling it. The warmth in his voice… "I'll be whatever you want me to be."

Everything inside me grew heavy, warm, tired of holding in what was trying to claw out. My breathing became hitched. How he said it, it made me feel… not normal. I stopped measuring my breaths, letting them become rapid as frustration once more took over. I rushed towards him. With both hands extended I pushed him towards the island between the living quarters and the kitchen. He barely missed the computer before turning towards me in shock and indignation. I didn't notice what he said because I was too busy trying to get my hands to stop tingling from where they touched him.

"Sam!" He yelled to get my attention. My head snapped up as I lowered the palms I was just observing curiously. He was upset, that much was obvious, but there was also confusion there. I suppose I was acting a little bi-polar.

I didn't care all of a sudden. I didn't care that he was mad at me, that I had come here to create barriers between us. I step towards him, extent on arm and hold him by the chin. I needed to see, to feel, what a touch would do. The dull and fading sensation from my hands exploded once more. It sent ripples through my arm and then on to the rest of me. One touch and it was more than anything I had with Adan combined.

I was looking down, but I brought my eyes up to meet his. "I'm confused." I admitted. I've always been an honest person, wasn't going to change now. It felt good to get it out there.

He smiled, even though my hand was still holding his cheeks together, "I'm confused too." The face I had in my fist told me. I let him go and he rubbed the place I had grabbed him, it was a little red.

It seemed like I should step away, calm down and collect myself a little bit. But I couldn't get myself to move away from him. "What do we do now?" I repeated is question from earlier that day.

He caught his, a short smile flickering over his features. "Well, we could go on that date Saturday. But this time, lose the foreign dude."

I laughed, punching him playfully in the arm.

"There's a foreign dude?" A whisper from the corner of the room asked as another whisperer responded, "Not anymore." I turned to see the Shay twins huddled together, staring at me. They smiled sheepishly.

I swiveled back to Freddie and mumbled, "See you later, nub." and headed for the door.

Carly caught me by the arm. "No way, after this? Yeah, you are sleeping over." She nodded to me relentlessly before I nodded back. Then she gave me a hug and whispered, "Congrats! You finally got what you wanted!" I hugged her back thinking to myself: yeah, I guess I did.

IT'S OVER! YAY! I hate when things are hanging over my head. Anyway, the reason I've not been on this site is 'cause I guess I got bored with it. Not with reading your guys' awesome stories! But with the huge dry-spell that seddie was going through. And after iStart a Fan War, I pretty much gave up hope. But I'm SO JAZZED about what happened in iOMG. Can't wait for the continuation!

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