Bouquet

Many Years In The Future

It was all my fault… Freddy couldn't even look in the direction of her eyes. Too much pain.

The entire day was now like a blur, his eyes to full of tears threatening to fall to even notice. He had to leave…shed hugged him goodbye.

And he left her alone.

I didn't have to go…She'd even said that

Sam clutched little sleeping Amber in her arms as Freddy approached.

"Do you have to go?" Sam asked impatiently, her eyes never leaving his.

"If we have to support our family, then yeah, I do." He laughed playfully.

Sam pouted her lip. "Take a sick day! You go to work like, six days a week!"

"Well, I need my pay check by the end of the week, and it's not like you can work."

They both looked at her pushed-out belly.

"You don't have to go…" She looked down to the floor, a sigh that Freddy know-new as, Sam's 'I've-put-up-a-fight-but-gonna-guilt-you-into-it' look.

"Yes I do…" He soothed his voice, and put a reassuring hand on her cheek. "I'll be back before you know it."

They smiled. He ran out the door, and waved to Sam.

I did come back Sam…just too late…

His entire life seemed to break when he turned on the T.V. in the break room at work

"I'm Sandra Bullic, this is Channel 5, and we bring you to a murder seen in a little town in Seattle." Freddy looked at the screen, full of curiosity.

"A woman, age 25 was killed in her very own home. She had one child, and one on the way." Freddy looked at the screen, hopping and praying that wasn't his house they had appeared on the screen.

"The young girl was not harmed though; they only seemed to be after the woman, who is now identified as, 'Sam Puckett'.

Freddy grabbed the nearest trash can, and promptly threw up.

Freddy watched the men close the casket.

'I love you.'

He dropped a single item on the box. A Purple rose.

Fortune

Random day in the school yard

Sam cracked open yet another fortune cookie, she had already had about six, but she wanted a good one.

"I know what you did last Thursday. NOT COOL!" Sam read aloud.

I shook my head.

"Your gonna get sick from all of those ya know." Carly read my thoughts.

"I. DON'T. CARE!" Sam shouted back, and threw the piece of paper on the ground.

I picked up the piece of trash. "Don't litter! Bad for the environment!"

I only got two eyes rolled at me. "Don't go all total-nerd on us now. Wait for ICarly tomorrow."

Now it was my turn to roll eyes. "I'm not a total nerd!"

Carly and Sam exchanged looks. And then laughed-out-loud.

I just walked away to throw the piece of paper away…and then I heard chocking. I turned around, and saw it was Sam.

I did exactly what my instincts told me to.

I ran behind her, placed my arms around her stomach, and did the Heimlich maneuver.

When she finally stopped coughing, I led her to a chair.

"Are you O.K?" Carly patted Sam's back.

"Thanks to Freddy…" She only seemed to stair at me, and I seemed to be the only one noticing that I was still holding her.

Sam shook her head, turned around and grabbed another cookie.

"Jesus, Sam! Didn't you just learn a lesson?"

"This is the last one!" She waved the cookie in the air, "I won't even eat it."

Her eyes gazed to the paper in her hand, then to Carley, then to me.

"What's it say?"

"You will fall in love with a total nerd."

A.N. My, it's been a while, hasn't it? Ah well… I litterly had this story (Er, chapter) finished! I won't lie, my computer did not crash or anything, I was simply to…I don't know, board with this chapter to put it up! Sorry. )=

Be mad at me, just don't bash the chap for it, okay?

PS: I've made up my mind, and this is officially going to be a '100-Word Challenge' Meaning I randomly pick 100 words, and write a story along with each word.

Explanations:

Bouquet: Umm… sometimes it just comes to ya, ya know? I thought of the possibility of Sam dying…so, well… the title fit perfectly.

Fortune: This I got from reading Sam's Blog! I thought of a cute story for it to, so it works out. :)