I'm back! Here's Chapter 21, so enjoy! :)
Sam POV 4:55PM Day 8
I stare at Crazy, wondering if she's serious. My eyes drift to meet hers and I flinch away instinctively. She had HIS eyes and it was a painful reminder to see any chocolate right now. I hear the sound of a car door slamming, Freddie abandoning me. Apparently chivalry is dead.
"You're mad at him, aren't you?" I turn my attention back to Ms. Benson, careful to avoid her eyes.
"Of course not. You usually feel gratitude when someone saves your life." The ready lie comes off of my tongue easily and I know she'll buy it. I'm shocked when she laughs, seeing through me.
"Usually being the key term. You are mad at him." She laughs again. "You may think that I'm just Freddie's insane mother, but I'm not blind." I glare at her, daring her to continue. She raises her eyebrows at me, accepting the challenge. "You know what I noticed when I made Freddie's bed after you left?" My eyes widen and my mouth is suddenly dry. "On Freddie's bed, both pillows had been used. Now, I happen to know for a fact that my Freddie doesn't move in his sleep. That leaves me one thought. There were TWO people in Freddie's bed." She glares at me and I feel my fractured heart race painfully in my chest. "May I smell your hair?" The request is so unexpected that I don't react in time to move away from her. She leans forward and quickly sniffs a strand of my hair.
"What? Get away from me!" I yell, pushing her. Freddie's mom settles back into her seat, staring at me triumphantly.
"Exactly what I thought. You smell like strawberries. Just like one of Freddie's pillowcases smelled like strawberries." Mrs. Benson's on a roll now, and no denial can save me. "I never thought I would have to talk to YOU about this, but you're just as bad as that Shay girl! My son risked his life, something that I can't even bear to think about, to help YOU of all people." She shakes her head at her son's poor choices before continuing. "I don't know what happened between you and Freddie, but it better not happen again or," She leans forward menacingly. "there will be blood." The combination of her crazy eyes, deadly glare, and fierce words are enough to actually intimidate me. She's exactly like one of those mother bears that would kill anyone that gets close to their cub. I force my gaze away from her and franticly scramble to open the door of the van. I hit the ground running, looking back to see if Crazy is following me. The next thing I know, I'm slamming into something very solid. My momentum carries me forward and I end up tackling the person to the ground, landing on top of them. I quickly brush my hair out of my eyes and look down at the person, considering apologizing. Freddie groans and rubs his head, shifting underneath me. I freeze momentarily, stunned by the feeling of bliss that overwhelms me. My arms are stretched to the sidewalk on either side of his head, my face inches from his. I'm laying completely on top of him and my brain goes fuzzy with the wildfire that spreads from the contact and begins to consume me. Freddie's chocolate eyes flicker open and I panic, shoving myself up and away from him. I briefly search the parking lot for the Benson's silver van, relieved when I see that it's gone. Freddie groans again and I grip his arm reluctantly to help in into a sitting position.
"What the hell was that Sam? I was minding my own business when you come flying out of nowhere and tackle me!" Freddie protests, glaring at me. I ignore him, still processing his mother's words. "Sam, are you even listening to me? Of course you aren't because it's just too much trou-."
"She knows." I finally choke out, watching Freddie's expression change. He keeps a hand on his head while he rises to stand next to me.
"She knows about our…..sleeping arrangements?" He asks slowly, hoping that he had misunderstood me.
"She knows that we were in the bed at the same time." I whisper, horror overcoming me. "What if she tells Carly?"
Carly POV 4:30PM Day 8
Wendy paces in front of me, her expression thoughtful. I watch her nervously, waiting for the blow to fall. She finally sits back down and stares at me blankly.
"So it was you? All of it? You convinced Principal Franklin to fix the three roles?" Wendy looks at me curiously and I nod. "I can't say that it wasn't good work, but I don't like the idea of you messing with Sam and Freddie."
"Hypocrite." Lacy says, accompanied by a scoff from Paige.
"Hypocrite? Did you mess with Sam and Freddie?" I ask, my voice rising in panic. Wendy shoots a glare at Lacy and Heather before focusing on me again.
"You could say that." She grumbles, tapping her fingers on the table. I look at her in horror, wondering what she had set up.
"What did you do?" I demand franticly. Wendy shakes her head, brandishing my contract.
"I'm not required to tell you." I glare at her and she looks back at me steadily. "Not saying anymore than that. Now, what else do you got? We know that you set up the play, Sam and Freddie aren't secretly dating, and they aren't in love."
"There have just been a lot of little things over the years, but recently it's gotten a little more obvious." I say, hoping they won't ask for detail.
"What did they say about Freddie saving her life?" Mya asks, leaning forward in anticipation. I frown a little, frustrated that I can't lie.
"From what they've told me, which isn't much, it went something like this. Sam was upset after rehearsals for some reason." I raise my finger as half of the girls open their mouths to ask me for detail. "I don't know why Sam was upset. So, Sam tried to get me to walk in the rain but I told her that we could just wait for Spencer to pick us up. She seemed to be okay with it one second but then suddenly she was running away. Freddie came by a half minute later and asked where Sam had gone. I told him and he dropped his backpack next to hers and went after her." I pull my eyebrows together before continuing. "This is where it gets to Sam and Freddie's version of the story. Sam said that she could hear someone yelling her name and she kept running. She didn't say if she knew that it was Freddie or not. She told me that Freddie grabbed her around the waist to stop her. Then Freddie said that he had been furious with Sam and yelled at her. He also mentioned that Sam was drenched and shaking pretty badly by now. Sam told me that he gave her his jacket and they tried to run in the rain but it was kind of awkward. She said that Freddie had carried her ten blocks, about a mile." The girls, completely absorbed, allow the first noise in the form of gasps to be released. I smile at them, finding myself enjoying the girl talk despite the forced circumstances. "That's not even the best part. Freddie carried Sam for the ten blocks, without stopping, and at a running pace." I wait a few seconds for it to sink in. Paige is the first to react.
"Wow. It's gotta be the abs." she says dreamily, staring off into space. I laugh when the other girls murmur agreement.
"So then, Freddie tried to shrug it off. He was like 'Sam isn't heavy.' I was still trying to process the ten blocks thing so Sam decided to help me out. She said that he must have been worried about her and had an adrenaline rush, making him stronger. Sam told me that she remembered being freezing cold and that Freddie told her to change clothes. Then she and Freddie traded this totally loaded look before she continued. Sam said that Freddie hugged her and told her to never do that again." Wendy takes particular interest in this, perking up.
"Describe the hug." She requests, her chin in her hands. I think hard, remembering every little hint that had been left to me.
"Well, the look was like Sam was debating whether or not to tell me." I finally said, still thinking. "I can't really remember anything else." I admit. Wendy frowns at me.
"What type of hug was it?" She asks, burning with curiosity. I raise my eyebrows in confusion.
"Type?" I ask. Wendy shrugs before clarifying.
"You know. Was it a bear hug, a comfort hug, a friend hug or was it a couple hug?" Wendy raises one of her eyebrows and her gossip girls mutter appreciatively.
"They didn't mention any details. They just told me he hugged her and while they were hugging he told her to never do that ever again." I shrug and watch as they look at me, disappointed.
"That's okay, Carly. Continue." Wendy encourages. I nod my head and pick up where I left off.
"Sam said they both changed but Freddie came up to check on her because he was 'in charge'." I add Sam's quotation marks and hesitate for a second before I continue. "Then Freddie told us that he was just wanted to get Sam warm as soon as possible." I think about what I'm going to say next and I laugh under my breath. "The power was out and Freddie cussed when he tried to turn the heat on and it wouldn't work."
"No way!" Heather gasps before continuing. "Freddie Benson doesn't cuss." I smile and shrug my shoulders.
"Apparently he does when Sam's in trouble." I wait for the aww's to die down before I continue. "Sam was falling asleep on the couch but Freddie was trying to keep her awake until he thought of a way to keep her warm." I hesitate, knowing that I can't lie but also knowing that I can't tell them that they slept in the same bed. I try to wipe my face of emotion before continuing. "Freddie put some blankets on her and she fell asleep." The girls look at each other in confusion at the sudden ending. I keep my face blank, afraid that they'll see right through me. Wendy studies me suspiciously for a minute and I hold my breath.
Cliffie! So...completely awesome? Or completely lame? How am I supposed to know if you don't review? :(
My fav part? Hmm...probably Sam landing on top of Freddie! Very fun to write and edit.
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