CHAPTER 11: You have to forgive her

Freddie's P.O.V.

I tried to explain to Sam, but she interrupted me with her facts and the reality. Soon, I couldn't defend myself anymore. I lost. Sam won again. She always win. Sigh. I followed her and Melanie, she still won't talk to me. They soon leave using a cab. I saw the cab they used passed and disappeared in the dark. I want to walk towards my house. I could think while I'm walking. Think about what? How I could apologize to Sam for being a jerk? For being a loser? For being dumb? And I'm sure if I admit it in front of her face, she'll forgive me. Nah. Who am I kidding? I'm sure nobody ever forgives somebody by just admitting your faults in to his or her face! What the heck am I going to do? This is strike 3, I'll never be forgiven! I can't live without Sam, I'll die! I mean literally, die! I need her. She's my oxygen. How could I be dumb enough to realize it wasn't her! I mean, I have my doubts at first, but... I mean, her voice is high-pitched and she wears girly clothes, I thought she was still doing Carly's dare and I didn't know that she already found her necklace. But the way she act, she so not Sam! First of all, she asked me first at the dance floor, not on the food table. Normally, Sam just attend clubs and parties just for food! Ugh. How could I be so dumb!

After few hours of thinking and walking, I reached my apartment. I looked at my phone. No messages. I lie down on my bed. I looked at the ceiling thinking of what a big jerk I am. Then I heard a knock. I ignored it. Then I heard it again, only louder. I turned to see where the sound were coming from. I looked at my window. There's a certain blonde girl behind it. She pointed the lock. I stood up, and walked towards the window. I'm not sure what to do. I sighed and opened the window. At the moment I opened it, I felt a force in my lips and arms around my neck. I realized that this girl was kissing. I could see that this is really Sam. 'Cause I always see fireworks when I kiss her and this time I could really see fireworks in my head. I gave back the kiss and pulled her in my room. She broke the kiss and hugged me.

"Sam-" I said and was interrupted again.

"Freddie I'm really sorry..." she said sincerely.

"What?" I was confused. Why is she sorry?

"I'm sorry for saying those words to you." She said hugging me tightly.

"Sam you're right... You're always right... and I was wrong and I was so dumb to—"

"No... It's not your fault... It's Melanie's fault..."

"Huh?"

"Okay, before I give you the deets, can you please let me in. I'm freezing here." She said in her normal voice.

"Oh..." I aid. I helped her in climbing out the fire escape.

"Thanks..." she said as we walked towards my bed.

"What do you mean that it's not my fault and it's Melanie's?" I asked as we sat down at my bed. She sat close to me close enough so our sides can be touched. She took a big breath in and out.

"In the cab, on the way over our house, she confessed to me that she knew that when you asked her, you meant me. But she didn't tell you that truth 'cause she still likes you since you asked her on a date last year and the two of you kissed..." she explained. Well, I guess it's not my fault! But still...

"But still... I was really dumb..." I said.

"It's okay... Let's just say that this whole chiz never happened, okay?"

"Okay..." she hugged me again and soon she broke the hug.

"Freddie..." she called.

"Yeah?"

"What did Melanie told you a while ago?" What is she talking about? I raised an eyebrow at her. "When we were walking and you followed us, I saw Melanie whispered something to you..."

"Oh... I get it... She told me if the two of us break up she'll be there for me. I don't want to tell her, that I don't want her to be... you know... but I don't want to disappoint her that's why I just nodded." I explained.

"Oh, okay..." she just looked at the floor.

"So..."

"Yeah?"

"You're mad at Melanie?" I asked.

"Well Yeah!" she yelled.

"Okay, okay, calm down, you're gonna wake my mother up." I said holding her hands.

"Sorry..."

"But still... you can't stay mad at your sister forever..."

"Sure I can!" she yelled again. I placed a finger on my lips and made a sh sound to keep her voice down. "Sure I can!" she whispered-yell.

"Sam... she's your sister..."

"I don't care." She said with her normal voice. "I could stay med at her as long as I wanted to." She crossed her arms.

"Fine... But think about it—"

"She was so selfish!"

"But—"

"She's getting you from me!"

"Sa—"

"She want to get anything she wants whenever she wants it!"

"Sam le-"

"She's my mom's favourite and I'm always second!"

"Sam, for the love of fried chicken would you please shut up for a while?" I said louder than my usual voice. She was shocked but nodded. "Now, I want you to listen to me and don't say anything until I'm done talking okay?" She nodded again. "Okay, I know that you hate your sister to the bone after she had done what she did to you, but please, give her another chance. She maybe just carried away because of the opportunity she had. You don't have to hate her with all your guts. Maybe you could stay mad at her but not forever. This whole chiz will soon fade away, and if you don't forgive her soon, maybe the two of you will never be close to each other. Sam, there will be time, that you will need her help, even me, Carly or anybody but your sister could help you, I'm sure you'll approach her. If you never forgive her..."

"Okay, I get it... I'll think about it okay?"

"Good." I hugged her tightly. "Come on, let's go to sleep..."

Soon, we went to sleep.

Carly's P.O.V.

Sam as soon as she woke up. Weird. But she said she was going to feed her cat Frothy. Sam looked really worried. I didn't know that she cared so much about her cat. Or maybe, she just mad the excuse. Well, I have no clue where she would go besides her house. But she did ask me where Melanie is. Maybe she wanted to follow her? I don't know. I got up and went upstairs to my room. As I reached the 3rd floor, at the iCarly studio, I saw a yellow-orange light. I looked closer and realized it was a fire. I screamed loud. I took the fire extinguisher and extinguished the flaming object. Who could have done this? Oh, I know, Spencer.

"Spe—" I paused and thought for a while. "Wait," I told myself. "Spencer's not home yet... then who caused this fire?" I bent down my knees and looked closer to the burnt object. Wait, it looks like Sam's phone. I looked at the wire attached to it, which is also burned and saw it was charging. "Gosh, Sam caused all this? Well, she left her phone charging. Good thing she didn't burned anything besides her phone. I need to tell her this, I got my phone out of my pocket and started pressing numbers and saw the time. It was 11:32 pm. "Maybe I could tell her tomorrow." I ran to my room and went to sleep.