A/N: I know! I know! I'm a horrible human being!
Disclaimer: iCarly does not belong to me.
Chapter 25: Misconceptions
Two days later afterschool…
Sam was at her locker grabbing her things to head over to Carly's. She wasn't in the greatest of moods. Today was the day of her date with Freddie. She had been looking forward to this day all week, believe it or not. However, Carly was going through a rough time and needed her. Her best friend had been moping for the past two days and she figured she would be there for her and at least try to distract her for a few hours. Freddie would understand, right?
"Hey!" a cheerful voice greeted her. A voice she knew all too well. She smiled.
"Hi." She turned to Freddie.
"So about tonight I was thinking…" Sam's eyes dropped down causing Freddie to stop in his tracks. He sighed, "You forgot didn't you?"
The blonde quickly raised her eyes, "No! Of course not."
"Then what is it? Because judging by the look on your face it can't be good." He stated. Sam's eyes darted around uncomfortably. Freddie rolled his eyes, "You're canceling aren't you?" He was getting upset.
Most people would become more uncomfortable when someone was becoming upset but for some reason it worked backwards for Sam. She was nervous when he appeared all chipper but now that he was getting upset she was becoming calmer. She set her blue eyes on him. "Calm down. I'm not canceling." She said calmly.
"Then what is it?" He asked in a more relaxed tone. The effect they had on each other was really incredible to witness.
She bit her lip, "Just… postponing." Freddie's relaxed demeanor vanished as quickly as it had appeared. "Wait, just hear me out. Carly has been going through a rough time and she needs us right now. Do you really want to go on a date while her relationship is falling apart?"
She was right, he thought. It would be a lie if he said this hadn't crossed his mind. Sam watched him expectantly. His signature side smile began to appear.
"What?" Sam asked confused.
"Nothing, you're just amazing." He said with so much warmth that Sam cheeks flushed red.
Later that night…
Sam entered Carly's bedroom and turned the light on. "Why's it so dark in here?"
"Shut the light off!" Carly whined from under the covers.
"Aw, come on kid. You can't just lay in bed in the dark and mope." She walked over and sat next to Carly.
"Yes I can!"
Sam sighed. "Look I bought goodies." She nudged Carly.
Carly pretended to have no interest. "I don't want anything…"
"You sure?" Sam enticed.
"Yes!" After a beat she spoke again, "What kind of goodies anyway?"
"Oh I don't know just some cookie dough ice cream. I guess I'll take it back." Sam stood up knowing that Carly couldn't resist.
"Wait!" She came out from under the covers and Sam smirked before handing over the pint of ice cream and spoon. Carly dived right in.
Sam sat back down. "So how you holding up?"
"Awful!" Carly said with a full mouth. The brunette peeked into the box Sam brought with her. "What else is in there?"
"More treats and some kick ass chick movies that will make you forget about everything. Wanna watch?" Carly nodded. Sam stood up and popped in the DVD. She settled in next to Carly and opened up her own pint of ice cream.
"Thank you." Carly said some time after. Sam glanced at her and smiled. Regardless of all the bad shit that they had gone through or even had between them they were always there for each other.
Meanwhile…
"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" The voices reverberated throughout the house and in his ears. He took one last swallow and slammed the mug down on the counter. "Yeahh!" More cheered.
He was loaded.
His head felt heavy and the room was spinning. He needed to sit down. He made his way through the crowd, shoving them out of the way. He just wanted to lie down or throw up whichever came first. He made it to the restroom and went straight for the toilet except nothing came out. He sat down and laid his head between his knees. What the fuck are you doing? He asked himself. He knew it was a cliché to go and get hammered but his friend came calling and he said fuck it. Now he was here and all he wanted was to be home or better yet… with her.
"Well, well how the mighty have fallen." An old familiar voice said from the doorway.
Jayden raised his head and saw Kat standing at the doorway with a smug look on her face. "Whadoyou want?" He slurred as his head fell back.
"This is a restroom is it not? What do you think I came for?" She responded haughtily.
Her arrogance was irritating him. "Yeah, well it's fucking busy." He attempted to kick the door shut but Kat stopped it with her hand.
"Aww." She patronized. "Is someone mad because their little prissy girlfriend dumped them?" She mocked in a baby voice. Jayden's eyes snapped up at her with a mixture of rage and hurt that made Kat suddenly feel guilty. He didn't say anything. He didn't have to. She let out a breath and her eyes softened. She reached down to help a struggling Jayden stand up. "Come here."
"Get off me!" He shouted and shoved her away from him.
"What the hell is your problem? I'm just trying to help you." She shouted back.
Propping himself up by the bathroom counter he sneered at her. "I don't need your fucking help!" He said right in her face before stumbling out into the hall.
Kat sighed.
She didn't bother fighting back she figured she deserved as much. She also knew how stubborn he could be. The newly dyed redhead walked behind him. "You're so damn stubborn, you know that?" She grabbed his arm which he instinctively tried to pull away but she had a firm grip. She pulled him down the hall and opened a door before swinging him in. "Sleep it off." She said before shutting the door. Jayden tried to protest but he didn't have it in him and dropped onto the bed and passed out.
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"Has he tried talking to you?" Sam asked.
"Yeah." Carly responded. "He called this morning and texted me in the afternoon."
"And you didn't reply?" It was more of a statement than a question.
"Nope." Carly said sadly.
"Maybe you should." Sam said sleepily.
"Yeah, maybe." The brunette added after a pause. By then she could hear the even breathing of her blonde best friend. She reached for her phone and brought up a familiar number and pressed send. The phone rang twice before going straight to voicemail. Carly sighed. Maybe he's asleep she thought. She decided to text him instead.
Carly: Hey… we should talk. I can come by tomorrow around noon if that's okay. Let me know.
She secretly hoped he'd reply or even better call. She waited 20 minutes before giving up and going to bed.
The following day…
"Hello peoples!" Freddie greeted as he walked in.
"Hey, Freddo! Want some waffles?" Spencer said from the kitchen.
"Oh yeah!" Freddie responded pulling out a chair at the table. "Hey," He said again but this time directly to Carly.
"Hey," She smiled her normal happy smile.
He had to admit she looked in a better mood. Freddie was going to comment on that but decided against it. He imagined Sam smacking him upside his head if he did so. He had to smile at the thought.
"Well I gotta go." Carly said getting up and taking her plate to the sink.
"Where you off to?" He wondered.
Carly smiled coyly. "To Jayden's."
Freddie grinned. "Oh good you guys worked things out?"
"Not yet but that's why I'm going." She said with hopeful eyes.
"Awesome. Good luck."
"Thanks." She said putting on her coat. "Oh, Sam is upstairs. She's still sleeping."
He nodded, "of course she is." He chuckled. Sam was not a morning person and waking her up before noon would have to be done at your own risk.
Carly giggled. "Bye!"
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Jayden opened an eye and winced when he tried to turn around. His head was pounding and his throat was dry like sandpaper. He didn't want to move. "Ugh." He groaned. He looked around not recognizing his surroundings. Where the hell am I? He wondered. Then it all came rushing back to him. He rolled over and sat up holding his head in the process. "Fuck!" He walked and jumped over the sleeping forms scattered on the floor. He reached the living room and looked around looking for his friend Tommy.
"Hungover?" Someone says from the kitchen.
Jayden shut his eyes instantly recognizing the voice. He turned and saw Kat standing behind the island counter with an amused smile on her face. "Well if it isn't the last person I wanted to see." He said smiling cynically.
Kat cocked her head to the side and placed her hand over her heart. "Awe, you're too sweet."
He rolled his eyes and made his way to the kitchen. His throat was still dry. "What are you doing here? Why are you everywhere? You're like a rash." Jayden spat.
"Oh, Jayden flattery will get you nowhere." She said taking a sip of orange juice.
"Really? Isn't that how everybody got anywhere with you?" He raised an eyebrow and watched Kat's smile dissipate.
She wasn't one to lose and regained her composure. "Yeah, except for you." She knew that was a low blow. Now it was her turn to watch Jayden's self-satisfied expression drop.
"Lucky for me." He said before walking away to look for his friend. He wanted to get the hell out of there.
"If you're looking for Tommy you're wasting your time." Kat added. Jayden turned to look at her. "He left a while ago." She explained.
"Are you fucking kidding me? Fucking asshole." He didn't have time for this. His head was pounding, he felt like complete shit, and all he wanted to do was get home. He checked his pockets and pulled out his phone. Dead. Of course it was.
"Sucks not having a car." Kat cut through his thoughts. "Well I'm gonna drive mine home. See ya!" She swung her keys as she sauntered past him.
Jayden's anger multiplied. "You really enjoy this don't you?"
Kat was going to say yes but just like last night a pang of guilt struck her. She exhaled. "Not as much as I'd like to."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" He furrowed his brows.
She sighed. "It means if you want a ride then get your ass in the car!" She stomped out not waiting nor wanting to see his reaction.
Jayden stood frozen. "What the fuck just happened?" He didn't stay long enough to think about it and walked out the door.
They drove in awkward silence until Jayden finally spoke. "Why are you suddenly being nice?"
"What are you talking about?" She rolled her eyes.
"First you help me get to Brandon's (guy who threw the party) room and now you're giving me a ride home. What gives?" He was genuinely interested.
Kat chewed on her lip.
"Right. Didn't expect an answer." He turned to look out the window.
"I cleaned up." She said really fast.
Jayden turned to look at her he wasn't expecting to hear that. "Oh… well that's good." He wasn't sure what that had to do with his question.
"I cleaned up so I reflected on all the shit I did." She clarified. "This is me…"
"Making amends?" He finished for her.
"Yep."
It was his turn to be quiet. He wasn't really sure what to say. "Cool, thanks." It was all he could come up with. It suddenly dawned on him that she did look different and not just because of her hair color. He also realized that she wasn't hungover this morning. That was good. He was glad for her.
"No problem." She responded and it seemed to be enough. The rest of the ride was quiet.
They pulled up to his house and things got a little awkward again. "Alright. Well good luck with your thing and thanks for the ride." He said and opened the door.
"Jayden?" He heard her say and he ducked back in.
"Yeah?"
"I'm sorry." She said nervously.
He smiled. "Don't worry about it."
She smiled back at him. "Okay, get the hell outta my car now." She joked for comedic relief and they both laughed.
He watched her drive off. Finally home, he thought. However, when he turned around he came face to face with Carly. Her expression was indescribable. She was completely still trying to comprehend what she just witnessed while not being able to form coherent thoughts. Jayden walked slowly up to her. "Car—"
"I gotta go. I gotta go." She waved her hands in front of her to shoo him off.
"Wait!" He chased after her. "Carly, wait!"
She turned around with fury. "For what? ! So you can lie to me some more? !"
"No! Will you just calm down for a second?" He pleaded.
"You told me you were helping a friend. A friend! And now you show up with her!" She inhaled. "And reeking of booze!" She stomped off.
He followed her and managed to pin her between the fence and his body. "Get off me! Let me go!"
"Will you stop? !" He tried to reason. "I know how this looks okay. I know but you need to understand that I did not… I would never cheat on you. You need to believe that much."
She stopped squirming. "Right. So while I cried myself to sleep last night you were out partying with your ex-girlfriend and yet I'm so supposed to believe what you tell me?"
"I wasn't partying with her." He clarified.
Those words took her back. Back where she hoped she'd never be again. She couldn't even rationalize. To her there was only one conclusion- he cheated. He lied and then he cheated or maybe he had been lying while cheating. The end result was cheating. Just like Stephen had done so. Same exact words too. They were all the same. He was the same. "Yeah, that's exactly what Stephen said."
His name sounded like nails on a chalkboard. He hated that guy. Hated him for having hurt her, but also, as he now realized, for ruining her. There is nothing more he despised than being compared to him. He shook his head, "Don't—"
"You're exactly the same." She said with a quivering voice.
He was going to say not to compare him to Stephen but she did something worst she made them the same person. He backed up giving her room to go.
She raised her face and looked him in the eyes. The eyes that stared back at her with pain. "We're done." She said barely above a whisper but to his ears, to his heart they were as loud as thunder. She walked away and he let her.
Later…
Sam and Freddie sat on the couch watching TV. They had spent the afternoon together in Carly's apartment. Sam popped some popcorn into her mouth, "You know Carls been gone for hours now. Think that's a good sign?"
"I think it's safe to say so. I mean who would fight for hours?" He wondered. They both fell silent for a moment and looked at each other before bursting into laughs.
"But you're right I don't see them as the type to bicker for hours on end." She responded taking more popcorn in.
"True and besides that's our thing." He signaled between them and smirked his signature smirk. Her eyes lighted up and a devious smirk formed on her lips. The unexpected loud slam of the door broke them both from their trance quick enough to notice Carly rush up the stairs.
Sam quickly turned to Freddie with concerned look. "That doesn't look good." He shook his head in agreement. "I should go talk to her."
"No." He placed his arm on hers to stop her. "Let me."
She was a little taken aback by his request. "Uh, yeah sure. Go for it." She watched him stand up and head up the stairs.
A few minutes past and Sam got curious. She reached the second floor and quietly walked towards Carly's doorway. You do realize you're spying, she scolded herself. She leaned against the wall and peeked in. Carly was sobbing and speaking unintelligibly while Freddie held her. She felt a pang of jealousy that she didn't want to feel. We've been through this already, she told herself in hopes of making this feeling go away. We are past this, she stated firmly. Then why the hell is it bothering me? She pushed all her insecurities away and tried to focus on what was currently going on. What had happened between Carly and Jayden that was so bad that Carly was like this? How was Jayden? She realized she hadn't spoken to him for days he must be in pretty bad shape too, right? She peeked again. Freddie had this under control. She was going to pay Jayden a visit.
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Sam barely knocked before letting herself into Jayden's room. He turned to her annoyed. "Don't you knock?"
"I did." She said matter of factly and glanced to the screen, he was playing Call of Duty, of course.
"What are you doing here? Came to kick my ass?" He asked scornfully.
"No. But if you need me to I will." Sam spat back. He sighed and sunk deeper into his bed. "What the hell happened?" She asked while taking a seat on his couch.
"The inevitable." He said vaguely.
"What are you talking about? I thought you were going to work things out and suddenly I see Carly get home a complete wreck." She was honestly confused and concerned.
"She thinks I'm cheating on her or did… I don't know." He sighed and kept his eyes on the TV screen even though the thought of Carly crying made his heart constrict.
"Wait, what?" Sam asked confused. "She thinks you're cheating because you lied about work?" She waited for an answer but his eyes were glued on the screen. She was getting pissed at his lack of attention.
"Not quite." That's all he offered.
"Will you turn that shit off? ! I'm trying to talk to you!" She snapped.
Her sudden outburst made him flinch and he did as she asked. "I went out with Tommy, you remember him?" Sam nodded. "Okay, so we go to this party and I get shitfaced." Sam's eyes widened. "No!" He pointed. "Stop that! I didn't do anything. Then I woke up this morning and Tommy's fucking gone."
"Fucking Tommy." Sam chimed in.
"I know! Fucking unreliable! Anyway so Kat was there…" Sam's eyes widened again. "Will you stop that? Nothing happened. So she's there and she offered to give me a lift. I decided fuck it."
"Why? !" Sam cut in.
"I don't know. She was being nice and I didn't think it was a big deal. She said she was clean and making amends so I took it."
"But Carly was going to come over." Sam added.
"I didn't know that! My phone died. So she saw me get out of her car and flipped out. She accused me of cheating and said we were over. Then she left. And now we're here." He finished explaining.
Sam listened processing what he had said. "That still doesn't explain the lying."
Jayden groaned and threw his head back. "That's an even dumber story."
"Why'd you lie?" Sam questioned.
"I didn't. Well I did. But it was for a good reason." He stated. Sam stared back at him waiting for him to go on. "I was with Spencer." He revealed.
"Spencer?" Sam made a confused face.
"Yeah, he wanted to buy well actually he did buy a car for Carly and wanted me to come along to check they were good." He clarified.
Suddenly everything made so much sense. This was all a misunderstanding, a clusterfuck of a misunderstanding but a misunderstanding no less. "Why don't you just tell her that? I'm sure Spencer will understand considering your relationship is at stake."
"Yeah, I know. He already gave me the go ahead." Jayden said.
Sam's face scrunched up. "Then what the hell, dude? Why haven't you? !"
Jayden sat up. "Because I shouldn't have to!" He stated firmly. Sam was taken aback by his tone and sudden outburst, her reaction did not go unnoticed. He took a deep breath. "I can admit that I should've been honest, but she jumped to conclusions not once but twice! And these conclusions were the worst assumptions possible. It was like there was only possibility and it had to be the worst one. I had to be the worst kind of guy." He was now pacing back and forth. Sam listened intently. "You know what she called me today?" He turned to her, "She said I was just like that prick ex-boyfriend of hers!" Sam's eyes widened. "If that's what she fuckin' thinks of me then whatever. What the hell is the point if she doesn't even trust me? Hell, apparently she doesn't even fucking know me!"
Sam sat quietly simply nodding where she found it appropriate. It finally dawned on her why he had chosen to let Carly go. He was hurt, too. Hurt by Carly's distrust and opinion of him. Sam understood that Carly had reacted out of fear and spoken out of anger but contrary to what it seemed Jayden was a sensitive guy and never took these things lightly. "Jayden…" She finally spoke. He looked at her. "She doesn't really think that of you. She was just—"
"Upset" He finished. "I know." He sighed. "That's what scares me. People always say 'oh it was said out of anger' as if that makes it meaningless. Truth is things said in anger or hurt are more real than anything else because they come from a raw place."
Sam nodded while she let the words truly sink in. He made a valid point. She couldn't help but think back at things she had said in anger and wondered if she had meant them as well. Part of her had at certain points but once everything was calm she took them back and didn't mean them. So maybe he wasn't right. Or maybe in a calmer state you numb yourself to the truth because inevitably the truth hurts. She shook her head trying to rid her mind of all these thoughts. "So what now? That's it?"
He shrugged.
Sam couldn't believe what she was seeing. "I thought you cared about her?"
Jayden's eyes shifted in her direction. "Is that enough?"
Her brows furrowed. "Isn't it supposed to be?"
"I don't know is it?" He countered.
Sam exhaled. "You're the one that's been telling me this whole time that all that matters are the feelings one has and to not let them go to waste over trivial things!"
"You think this is trivial?" He asked a little offended.
"Will you stop replying to everything with a question? It's irritating." She huffed. "I think you're the one speaking out of hurt now. Because this is not the you I know."
Jayden chuckled cynically. "I could've been wrong about everything. I mean what the hell do I know?" He took a seat on his bed. "You know what I wonder sometimes?"
"What?" She asked in an obligatory way.
"How things might've been if it would've been you and I instead of… well how things turned out." He watched her tense up. "I know you've thought about it, too."
There was a sudden tension in the room. She didn't like talking about this. She nervously chewed on her bottom lip. "I haven't."
"Bullshit." He pressed forward. "I know you have." He kept his eyes on her. Challenging her. To be honest he wasn't sure why he was bringing this up. They never discussed 'what ifs' there was this unspoken understanding that it simply hadn't and that was that. It didn't change the fact that some chemistry existed between them. He knew it, she knew it, hell, even Freddie and Carly knew it. Come to think of it, among the four of them was this interconnected chemistry some bonds stronger than others.
Sam shifted uncomfortably in her seat. "Why are you bringing it up now? You know I have this…thing… with Freddie AND you JUST broke up with Carly. I don't want to talk about this."
He smiled but there was sadness to his expression. "I'm just saying that sometimes I wondered and know you have to. I'm trying to make something of it. But let's talk about this 'thing' with Freddie… I mean why has it been so difficult? There's a reason for that. There's a reason why Carly and I didn't work and why you and Freddie have to work so hard to make it work. I told you from the beginning that Carly and I were too different to work—"
"Yet you convinced me and encouraged me saying differences didn't matter!" Sam interrupted. "Now you're suddenly telling me that the reason he and I aren't together is because we don't belong together? That's bullshit. I know how I feel."
He sighed. "No, I'm saying it's harder to work for because it doesn't click. It doesn't make sense. You and I we make sense! I'm stating the obvious. I know how you feel which is why I backed off but I know if I hadn't I know that a part of you felt something too and there was a chance you'd change your mind but I didn't want to be the one to influence that change I wanted you to make that choice on your own because you felt it was what made most sense." Sam kept shaking her head. "And I know you keep shaking your head because you don't want to admit it. I don't get why you're so scared to admit that I'm right. I'm not asking you to change anything. I'm asking you to admit that what all I've said holds truth."
"It doesn't." Sam was reluctant to agree. He had made it clear that he wasn't bringing it up to make a move on her but she still felt uncomfortable she felt it was wrong. She shouldn't be discussing this. Besides by admitting he was right was also admitting that Carly and Freddie belonged together and she couldn't deal with that.
"Then why is it that you're here with me while he's there with her?" Jayden spoke cutting through her fearful thoughts.
Sam's head whipped up in his direction. Eyes glaring with intensity. "Because I'm your FRIEND and I wanted to make sure you were okay! I didn't have to—"
"You chose to." He finished for her in a calm tone. "That's my point." He sighed.
Soma by the Smashing Pumpkins
They remained in their positions- Jayden on his bed and Sam on the couch- in complete silence, both mulling over everything. Jayden's words ran through Sam's head, was he right? If she were to be fully honest with herself she did at some point have feelings for him but they were always overpowered by her feelings for Freddie. She wanted Freddie. She loved Freddie. Right? She wondered. Was there a chance that maybe she was so set on the end, the goal, that she had ignored signs? Did she want Freddie because she wanted him or was it because that was the plan? She shook her head no. No. She knew how she felt. Then why was she having this internal monologue? Damn Jayden and his questions for making her think twice. She turned to look at him he stared off blankly into space. Was he thinking about the same thing? He looked so defeated. Perhaps it was his heartbreak talking and not necessarily him.
Time passed and they continued to enjoy each other's company. Comfortable silence was a beautiful, calming thing they could share. The music played in the background adding to their escape. She could admit that she enjoyed these times. She enjoyed spending time with him like this. He was right about one thing and that's that they clicked. It was effortless. She inhaled deeply and slowly exhaled letting the moment set in deep in her bones.
Hours passed occasionally they spoke some more about random things then fell back into silence. They spent the day in his room listening to music, eating, playing video games and just hanging out. The sunlight had disappeared and the moon had risen in its place. Sam yawned. She was now on his bed while Jayden sat in his gamer chair.
"You tired? Want me to take you home?" Jayden asked when he heard her yawn.
"Nah, I'm good." She replied. She did feel tired but part of her didn't want to leave just yet. She looked at her phone, still nothing. No text, no call, nothing. She wondered why Freddie hadn't tried to reach her. Was he still consoling Carly? It had been hours. Then again here she was still hanging out with Jayden. That was different, she told herself. She closed her eyes forcefully pushing these negative thoughts from her mind. Thoughts that were made worse from the earlier conversation. She hated being this way. Hated feeling so insecure. Why couldn't she just be confident about it all? She threw her phone down next to her upset that nothing had come in. Suddenly, she caught the light on her phone turn on and Freddie's name illuminated her screen. This was it. This is what she was waiting for, but what had taken him so goddamn long? She reached for it and stared at it momentarily. There was hesitation partly due to the fact that she had waited all day and had gotten anything. Her thumb hovered in between the 'answer' and 'decline' buttons crossing over each one before moving back. Answer it, she scolded herself but she couldn't do it. She was mad. It didn't matter if it was reasonable. She moved her thumb over and pressed 'decline' and set her phone down before releasing a breath she wasn't even aware she was holding.
Sam shut her eyes. Now she was feeling guilty. Why did she do that? Why couldn't she just be a fucking grown up about things? Or why did she have to press decline? He would notice that it was ignored instead of letting it ring until it went to voicemail on its own. Would he think she's mad? Maybe he didn't notice. Shut up, she told herself.
Following morning...
The buzzing from her cell crept into her ears pulling her from sleep. Sam's eyes shot open. Her surroundings were unfamiliar but she didn't have time to wonder before the buzzing regained her attention. She reached over and picked it up. "Hello" her voice was groggy from being half asleep.
"Hey," The voice on the other end sounded put off, "did I wake you?"
Sam rubbed her eyes and noticed Jayden's sleeping form on the couch. Oh, hell did she fall asleep? She heard another hello which snapped her back to the present. She crept out of the bed and room. "Hey, uh yeah I'm here."
"I didn't mean to wake you." It was said as an apology. "I just wanted to talk to you. I called you last night but I guess you were sleeping."
Her mind went back to the previous night when she purposely ignored his call. Guilt struck her and she physically cringed. "Um, yeah. I was tired." She lied.
"Oh…" Was all Freddie offered before continuing, "I wanted to make sure if you were okay or had made it home safely, by the time I came downstairs you were gone." He anxiously waited for her response.
Sam instantly felt like a shithead. "Oh, no I'm fine. Yeah…I figured I'd give you guys some space." She didn't want to give him the impression that she had felt the sting of jealousy. She didn't want to be that person. "So I stopped by to check on Jayden."
"Are you there now?" He didn't mean to sound accusatory but the words just blurted out of his mouth.
Sam was taken aback by the tone and sudden question. The fact that she was there made her feel like she'd done something wrong. The pressure to not upset or disappoint led her to do some that was indeed wrong. She lied. "No." She said incredulously. "I'm home." She heard one of the hall doors opened and she quickly added, "Look I have to go. I'll be over at Carly's later. See you then?"
The abrupt change in tone did not go unnoticed. "Yeah, see you then." Freddie hung up first. Sam quickly crept back into Jayden's room. Freddie sat motionless for a while before exhaling and standing up. He began walking towards his car casting one last look back to Sam's house. He knew she'd lied but what he didn't know was why and that thought did not sit well with him. Not one bit.
Read and Review?
I know this is heavily centered on Jayden/Carly but it's necessary for Seddie. Trust me. Also, its a bit short but that's because I cut it into two part in order to not make you wait any longer. I am working on part two as I type and load this.