Witnessed
Carly Shay walked, stunned, back to her apartment.
"Hey, kiddo," Spencer greeted his little sister from the kitchen where he was making spaghetti tacos. "Whoa, what's with the weird face."
Carly didn't answer. She was still too shocked over what she just witnessed.
"Carly?" Spencer asked, going over to her. "Hello, earth to Carly? What's going on with you? Was it Canadians?"
"No!" Carly said, finally speaking as she sank down onto the couch. "It-It was-"
"Just calm down," Spencer said. "And tell me slowly."
"It was Sam. And Freddie. At the groovy smoothie. Sam-Sam-"
"What? What did Sam do? Oh my God, did she kill Freddie and dump his body in the pacific ocean?"
Carly shook her head.
"She-Freddie-Freddie-"
"Spit it out, woman!"
"Freddie asked her for a bite of her hamburger!" Carly exclaimed, her face still horror stricken. "AHH!" Spencer screamed, jumping up. "That's-that's suicide! Sam doesn't share food; especially meat! Does he think being her boyfriend gives him those types of perks? What's wrong with that boy?"
"I told him not to," Carly said, shaking at the memory. "But he wouldn't listen."
"He's sitting in the hospital now, isn't he? He's probably got tubes everywhere…I've got to call Mrs. Benson-"
"She said yes," Carly said. "Sam-Sam gave Freddie a bite of her hamburger."
Spencer dropped his phone. "No! Was it poisoned?"
Carly shook her head.
"I-I you must've been seeing things," Spencer said, refusing to believe the insanity Carly was telling him. "That's-that's just crazy."
"It's true," Carly said, now rocking herself on the couch, looking absolutely terrified.
"I-what-how?" Spencer stammered as he sat down on the couch and rocked along with Carly.
That was exactly how Sam and Freddie found them two hours later.
