Woohoo! Are you ready for the Seddie? Here's Chapter 10! Enjoy and review please!
Sam POV 1:48AM Day 5
I wake from a very vivid dream extremely disoriented. In the dream, I was freezing in the rain but Freddie had carried me to Carly's apartment. All I know now is that I'm burning up, suffocating in the heat. The biggest source of heat is very close to me, so close that my arms and head are pressed against it. I groggily push the heat away, upset when it stays put. I push it more forcefully and it groans sleepily. My eyes snap open and I find myself face to face with Freddie. I remember everything, and swell with gratitude, an unfamiliar emotion. Trying not to wake Freddie up, I shove the huge mass of blankets off of us and onto the floor. I turn my back to Freddie, twisting out of his grip, and drop the beanie on the ground. Freddie groans again, shifting in his sleep and I hold my breath. His arms lock around my stomach and he pulls me against his chest. What the hell? Was Benson seriously spooning me? He mutters something in his sleep that sounds a lot like "Stay still, Sam." I shake my head a little bit and try to shift away, but his grip is impossibly tight across my stomach. I fight with him for a minute, but he only tightens his grip and I give up in frustration. Resting my head on his arm uneasily, I try not to think about how close I'm pressed against Freddie. Sleep quickly overtakes me, but not before a small smile steals across my face. Maybe this wasn't so bad after all.
Freddie POV 8:00AM Day 5
I stir slowly, wondering why I'm not hearing my shrill alarm clock. It's Friday, after all. I blink my eyes open sleepily, confused when I feel something warm and soft against my chest. Everything suddenly comes back to me and I notice that my arms are also wrapped around something warm and soft. I look at the blonde sleeping peacefully against me in amazement. This wasn't how we fell asleep. I roll my eyes when I see that she pushed all the blankets off and removed the beanie. I gently pull my arms away from her, one of them half numb because she's been laying on it for who knows how long. My numb arm tingles painfully as I try to massage some feeling back into it. Sam groans in her sleep, shifting so she's closer to me. I reach down and put my hand on her forehead to check her temperature. She's warmer, about back to normal. I'll have to double check with a thermometer. I pull my hand away from her forehead and start to get up when I see Sam's eyes flicker open.
"Morning, Benson." She says sleepily, stretching. I take a deep, calming breath. I'm not going to yell at her until I'm sure she's better.
"Morning, Puckett. When did you take the blankets off?" I ask evenly, opening the first aid kit under my desk.
"I don't know. The power's still out." She notes, tapping my bedside clock that has a blank face. I place the first aid kit on its side, opening it and searching for the thermometer. I hear Sam moving again and feel her eyes watching me curiously.
"What are you up to, Fredison?" I roll my eyes, picking up the thermometer and standing up.
"I'm going to take your temperature." I say, moving to sit next to her on the bed. She shrugs, opening her mouth in compliance and I stick the thermometer in before she can change her mind. I count to ten slowly, watching her the whole time. Her eyes are closed and she looks like she wants to go back to sleep. I want to reach out and touch her face so bad that it's only sheer force of will that keeps me still. I pull the thermometer out, reading the digital numbers carefully. Her core body heat is back to normal, 98.6. I close my eyes and I can feel her gaze rest on me expectantly. My anger crashes around me like a tidal wave and my eyes snap open.
"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING? You could've tripped and gotten hit by a car! Some pervert could have grabbed you when you ran by them! Hell, if it wasn't for me, you would have hypothermia still! You could have died Sam! How could you do that to us? To everyone at school? To Spencer? To Carly? To ME?" Sam sinks into the mattress in shock, but I'm defiantly not done yet. I stand and reach across the bed, pulling her up gently by her wrists. I stop when she's perched on the edge of the bed and I get on my knees, eye level with her. I still grip her wrists tightly in one hand, my eyes forcing her shocked gaze to stay on me.
"You can't afford to be so stupid because you're not invincible Sam! Did that finally get through to you when I had to carry you here? What if I hadn't been able to catch up to you? Did you EVER think about that Sam?" I break off, automatically releasing her wrists. Sam looks down, hurt overcoming her shock. I watch anxiously, guilt flowing through me. I hate myself at that moment, seeing Sam at her worst and knowing that I made her that way.
"Sam, I'm so sor-." I begin to apologize, ready to throw myself at her feet and beg for her forgiveness.
"How did you catch me?" she cuts me off, still looking down. I'm caught off guard, and answer without thinking.
"I was worried and I didn't want anything to happen to you. I'm…" I catch myself just in time, preventing my confession of love. I fumble for a minute before continuing. "I'm your best friend." I can't see her expression, but Sam's tense muscles loosen slightly. She almost seems…disappointed with my answer. An awkward silence falls between us and I clear my throat.
"Sam?" I ask softly, relieved when she raises her chaotic blue eyes to look at me. "Why did you run?" She flinches from the question as if it's something poisonous. She stands suddenly, pushing past me. I rise also and turn to face her. She seems to be struggling with something, her hands clenching and unclenching.
"It's nothing, Freddie." she pauses, looking at me briefly. Her eyes are still raw from the pain I'd inflicted minutes ago. "Nothing." She whispers.
Sam POV 8:15AM Day 5
Freddie's eyes fill with guilt again and he backs off, nodding his head sadly. I had deserved every angry word he threw at me, but that hadn't stopped it from hurting.
"So, what are we going to do today?" I ask, my stomach growling. Freddie shakes his head, grabbing my hand. The simple touch makes my head spin and my heart race faster.
"Find something for you to eat, I guess." He quickly begins to pull me towards his kitchen and I try to forget everything we had talked about.
Carly POV 3:00PM Day 5
I had left Sam and Freddie alone for almost a whole day! Whose body would I find when I got back? It was too much to hope that they wouldn't argue but I wish they wouldn't kill each other. Was Sam okay? Spencer had told me that Freddie had been carrying her, something she would NEVER have allowed if she had the power to resist him. I fumble with the keys to my apartment, finally swinging the door open. I scan the room quickly and, not seeing them, go check all of the other rooms. I collapse on the couch ten minutes later in defeat, having finished checking every room. Where else could they possibly be? I lunge forward as the answer hits me, and I curse myself for being so stupid. I barge into Freddie's apartment through the unlocked door, looking carefully around his living room. I check every room in his house, but they aren't here either. I open Freddie's door to go back to my apartment when I freeze. There is one room that I didn't check… I spin on my heel and numbly walk back into the apartment. I make my way down the hallway and slowly pull open Freddie's bedroom door. My breath catches and my eyes widen. I slowly reach down to pinch myself, not breathing. I wince at the sharp pain of the pinch. No, I'm defiantly awake, but Sam and Freddie certainly aren't. Sam's head lies on Freddie's chest, his arm wrapped around her and holding her against him. One of Sam's arms also rests on Freddie's chest, the other lies under his shoulder. Freddie's head rests on top of Sam's, his breath stirring her hair. I'm more shocked by how strong Freddie's protectiveness seems and Sam's cooperation, even enjoyment based on the smile on her face, then their actual close proximity. It was such a perfect moment and I have to document it before Sam and Freddie deny that it ever happened. I slowly pull out my pear phone and snap a picture, no flash and no sound. I smile to myself, creating a new folder that I label Seddie. I don't know why, but I have a feeling that my new folder is going to fill up fast. Closing the door quietly, I head back to my apartment with an idiotic grin on my face.
Haha! Carly's a little spy! So...Completely suckish or completely Seddie? How am I supposed to know if you don't review? :(
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