Author's Note: Hey everybody, I'm back! I'd like to express my sincere thanks to all those who have read and reviewed this story as of yet. It's been a pleasure, and I hope I keep this story to all of your expectations. Personally, this chapter was incredibly difficult to write, in part because I found it quite challenging to truly capture how each character was feeling and how they expressed it. It also may be a bit less exciting than others, but I promise things will heat up once more. There's always some filler between the good parts! Until then, enjoy this addition:
Carly's POV:
I figured that after I had finished school today, I wouldn't have any real issues until school resumed in two weeks. I thought it'd be nice to spend the night out with Sam and Freddie, since we've all been a little busy lately. Of course, when I thought of the notion, it disappears. In this case, Sam burst through my apartment door looking livid, wrecked, and furious. Millions of things could cause her to be this way; ugly striped shirts, wasted ham, or just being a "nub." If there's anything I've learned over the last few years though, it's that only one nub that can get her this riled up. Oh Freddie...
"What happened to you?" I cried. I scanned her top to bottom while she caught her breath.
"Freddie cheated on me with my sister, that's what." she spat.
"How?" I asked. I clenched my fists together and furrowed my eyebrows together; Freddie obviously discarded my advice to him about ditching Melanie.
"I don't want to talk about it!" she screamed. Sam clenched her fists too and gritted her teeth. She flung herself into one my couch pillows and muffled one of her ear-splitting screams.
"Sam! You've got to tell me! I mean, you promised you'd tell me everything!" I begged. She raised her head from the pillow and yelled:
"Really Carls? You're going to mention that stupid promise I made a million years ago!"
"Calm down Sam! I jus-"
"Don't tell me to calm down! I'm just fine!"
"Sam!"
"What!" she bellowed.
"What's going on here!" a voice shouted.
My brother Spencer had been in the shower, but apparently he heard our voices and jumped out. His entire body was lathered in foamy white shampoo; his hair spiked in directions. He was the one who asked what was going on, and looked concerned at Sam's anger.
Sam inspected Spencer top to bottom, likely thankful that Spencer grabbed a towel to cover his..goods. She grew quieter and said:
"Nothing's going on. Go back to your shower."
"Okay then.." Spencer said. He drew out the words and fled back into the shower. He ran the water a little slower; I'm sure he wanted to hear our discussion more carefully.
"Sam, Freddie's a complete jerk. Are you going to break up with him?" I asked.
Sam kept her voice lower and shook her head slowly in despair.
"I-I can't give that boy up, Carly. You know that.." she muttered.
"Sure you can!" I said.
"Don't tell me what I can and can't do, Carls! Freddie's my life, and apparently I'm just his toy until the better twin comes along."
I sighed and began to think before I spoke. The only way to fix this problem is to get her back together with Freddie. I can't have my two best friends apart; it'll ruin our show and our lives.
"Sam, don't say that."
"I'm just statin' the facts girl. Melanie's got me beat everywhere. She even got the best of me when we got in a fight."
"You guys fought!" I exclaimed.
"What, were you born yesterday? Of course we fought!"
"Sam, if you're going to fight with Melanie over Freddie, you've got to realize you've got one huge advantage. And because of that, you've got two now."
"I'm listening.." she groaned. She sat up on my couch and placed her feet on our table. I quickly sat down next to her and started to explain:
"Melanie doesn't have the history nor the time you've spent with Freddie. You've teased him and loved him so much more than her."
"Yeah? So? What's your point?" she asked.
"Your history with Freddie will win him back. Do you know guilty he probably feels right now?"
"Well..."
"Well, what!" I pouted. She's going to get back with him and that's it! I can't take all of their drama anymore!
"I know I'll get him back. It's just hard for me to take him back that fast. He made out with Melanie Carly!"
"I know! But Momma plays to win, right Sam? Just take him back for three days, at least until Mel's gone."
Sam sat in defiance with her arms crossed.
"Come on.." I begged.
"Ugh. Fine." she groaned. She glanced at me but managed to shoot me a smile; it was one of her genuine ones. I couldn't help but give her a hug. The embrace was short-lived though, and it was back to business.
"Well that was nice. But I need a plan now, Carls. Freddison obviously feels guilty, but I need to make sure Mel doesn't play any more tricks."
"Oh!" I muttered. "You're sounding awfully devious Sam.."
"Mmm. Get me a plate ham?"
"Get it yourself!"
"But I'm planning! You seriously expect me to do two things at once?" she whined. She looked at me incredulously; some things never change. I made my way to the fridge and continued our little talk:
"Hmm. Christmas is coming up, isn't it?" I asked.
"Nah, it is?" Sam asked.
"Shut up, Sam" I giggled. "If I were you, I'd get him a gift."
"Why on Earth would I do that?"
"It makes you the best girlfriend ever! It'll make him feel guiltier."
She smirked. "I see where you're going with that...what should I get?"
"Well I don't know Sam! You know him better than I do!" I cried. Gosh!
"Oh right..I'll think of something. Can we just plan on how to get revenge on Melanie now? I'm sick of thinking about Fredifer."
"Fine." I moaned. "What are you going to do?"
"Oh, I've got a plan Carls. But, can I stay the night?"
"When don't you stay the night?" I replied.
"So true.." she grinned. "Now about that plan...it goes something like this:
Freddie's POV:
I let out a sigh and rubbed my eyes a bit. My body ached from bottom up; Sam's beating did a number on my entire body. I coughed a bit as I surveyed my surroundings; it appears that I slept in Melanie's room. I sighed again. I have to stay away from this girl at all costs. I've already jeopardized my relationship with Sam, and I'm sure Carly isn't going to happy to see me because of it. I've caused that girl so much trouble lately, but I hope I'll find a way to make stuff right since Christmas is only two days away.
Melanie's still asleep on the other side of the bed, and her curls bobbing up and down confirmed she's not waking up anytime soon. I slowly motioned my way to her side of the bed and listened to her; she sounds just like Sam does when she sleeps. It hurt hearing her sleep; I realized I might never be so close to Sam again this way.
I tried to make my way back to my side of her bed, but I clumsily kicked Melanie in the process. Way to go, Freddo. I called Sam ungraceful, and now I kicked Melanie in the back. It's not my fault though! It's tough to move when your ribcage is sore and your heart wishes it had been stronger. Strong enough to avoid Melanie...
Melanie woke up from my kick and rolled so that she faced me. She smiled and uttered:
"Morning Freddie."
I blushed and buried my face in her pillow.
"You know, I understand you're upset, but you don't have to kick me in my own bed!" she said. She followed it with a slight giggle; she obviously forgot about what had conspired last night.
I raised my head off her pillow and coldly replied:
"It was an accident. I'm sorry."
"It's okay, Freddie. Did you kick me in your sleep?"
I fidgeted a bit; I'm an awful liar. I lost my composure and managed to squeal an unconvincing yeah.
"Something wrong?" she asked. Melanie placed her hand on mine.
"Obviously.." I grumbled.
"Look, I promise I'll get you back together with Sam! Just don't hate me!" she pleaded.
"You promise?" I asked.
"I promise Freddie. I only want to make you happy."
"Yeah? Well you shouldn't have made that move on me, Mel!" I joked. I can't stay at mad at this girl.
"Yeah.." she smiled. "That was just for me, to be honest."
"It wasn't bad for me though." I smirked.
"You liked it?" she asked.
"More than I'd like to admit." I admitted.
"Hmmm. Well, maybe you want take another go at it?" she offered.
"I think not, Mel. We have to get me back with Sam, remember?"
"Oh. Oh yeah.." she mumbled.
"Yeah, but it's early so we can talk it over later. I'm going to sleep for a bit, if that's alright."
"Oh yeah, go ahead. Do you mind if I sleep too? Like, next to you?"
"It's your bed."
"Oh. Right." she replied. I couldn't help but laugh; it lightened the mood a bit.
"Freddie?" she asked.
"Yeah?" I replied. I looked straight into her eyes.
"I love you."
How would he reply to that? To recap: Carly and Sam are plotting revenge against Melanie, while Freddie and Melanie plan on repairing their respective relationships with Sam. She promises to help him get back with Sam, but will she?