iTones

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The various tones in which Carly calls Sam by her name

Chapter 6: Sam (anger & sarcastic)

Carly walked past the crowd gathered outside of Out/In. Katy Perry's 'Hot N' Cold' could be heard blasting as she approached the door. She smiled at the irony. The bouncer waved her inside and pointed to a corner of the bar. Carly weaved her way through the dance floor ignoring the gyrating forms, blaring music, and instead focused on her last serious talk with Sam as she made her way towards the lone figure. The broken promises. The lies. By the time she reached Sam, who was slumped over gray hoody covering her head at the end of the bar, her blood was boiling.

'Sam.'

Sam's eyes shot open hearing her name called. She knew who it was without looking. 'How'd you know I was here,' she asked not bothering to lift her head and slurring her words.

'Raven,' Carly said gesturing to the red headed bouncer though Sam couldn't see her. Seeing her in this state broke her resolve. 'Come on let's get you home.' Carly grabbed Sam and lifted her from her seat. The swift motion caused Sam to throw up all over the counter and floor. 'I'm sorry,' Carly said to the bartender coming over with a rag. Carly reached in her pocket. She placed a hundred on the counter and walked Sam out the club and to the car rubbing her back the whole time.

'Pretty pretty Carly,' Sam said as she leaned against the car waiting for her to open the door. Carly rolled her eyes as she helped Sam get in and fastened her seat belt. She then got in and drove home carefully as to not upset Sam's already shaky stomach. When they arrived at the house Sam was out cold. Carly woke her gently and helped her inside. Once they were in the bedroom Sam fell on the bed and went back to sleep. Carly took off her gray hoody and jeans then, took them downstairs and put them in the washer.

Sam awoke around 1p the next day. Her head was pounding. She got out of bed, used the bathroom, and headed downstairs to look for breakfast. She saw Carly sitting at the kitchen table staring daggers at her. Sam thought to disarm her. 'Afternoon cupcake. How'd you sleep,' she asked looking in the refrigerator and talking out cold Chinese food to heat up.

'Really,' Carly asked.

So much for disarming Sam thought as she placed the food in the microwave. 'Look I'm sorry abo-'

'You're not sorry,' Carly interrupted. 'If you were you wouldn't continue to do the Sam things over and over again. It's like you want to end up like your mother. You promised me you were done drinking when she died of alcohol poisoning. We have a disagreement and the first thing you do is go to a bar.'

'Actually I hit a diner first.' She regretted the comment after it left her lips and she saw the look on Carly's face. Now was not the time to joke. 'Look, I'm-'

'Sorry? Was that what you were going to say? You're turning to alcohol more and more and it's scaring me. We found this place and we think it'd be good if you went there for awhile to get better.'

'We,' Sam asked picking up on her use of the term.

'Yes, we. Me and Melanie. She's on her way here now. The place is a four hour drive and I didn't want to drive you alone.'

'So, you've already made up my mind that I'm going.'

'I'm not going to continue to watch you self destruct. You're not only hurting yourself you're hurting me too. It's either you go to rehab or I'm leaving you.'

Sam stood there processing everything until the microwaved dinged three minutes later. If Carly had called Melanie then things were really bad. She had already lost her mother and alienated Melanie she couldn't risk alienating or even losing Carly too. She went over to Carly and hugged her tightly. 'I'm sor- Ok,' she amended. 'You're right. I've been destroying not only myself but us and I need help.'

Silent tears fell from Carly's face. 'Don't do this for me or think that this will solve all our problems. Do this for yourself.'

'I am doing it for me. So I can be a better person for you even if things don't work out.' Sam looked down at her and wiped the tears from her eyes. 'Even if you don't think I mean it I am really sorry Carls.'

'I know.' They kissed sweetly until Sam's stomach made a noise. Carly giggled. 'Go eat. Melanie will be here soon and you still have to pack.'

'Carls.'

'Sam.'

'Fine, I'll pack. Just know I won't be happy about it.'

End.

A/N: This took longer than expected. This story was intended to be something else and morphed into this. I hope you like it. Thanks to Ameha Kay, Invader Johnny, dpp3530, Sera, Loucious LaFlaunt & fleshtones for the reviews. Thanks to everyone who put this on Story Alert and/or faved it. There's going to be one final chapter but I just wanted to say thanks for the support. ~ X