Love story
Chapter 8
Breakfast conversations
Freddie sat up in his bed, rubbing his eyes as they tried to adjust to the light coming in from the window.
He looked to the nightstand to his right.
The digital clock said 7: 04 A.M.
He groaned and lay back down.
After about 2 minutes he gave in and got up. He grabbed his robe hanging on the doorknob and put it on.
He walked to the kitchen trying to be quiet, just in case everyone else was asleep.
He stopped at the opening to the kitchen when he heard two voices talking.
No one could see him from behind the wall.
"can you grab the cinnamon?" A voice he recognized as Sam said. He smiled, she had a beautiful voice. He was about to walk in, then he heard the other voice.
"Sure honey." Rubin.
Why was he still here? Oh right, last night.
"Here you go, what are you making now?"
"French toast."
"Sam, you know you made pancakes and waffles right? And eggs, and Bacon, and donuts, how long have you been up?"
"Well I was up at 4 then I got a call that the shooting was canceled today, so I went into Carlys room and turned off her alarm so it wouldn't wake her. Then I really wanted to make all of you breakfast."
"Wow this is a first. I'm glad your home."
"I missed being with you so much, I haven't had a day off in weeks. And just in time to when Carly and Freddie get here! It's perfect!"
"Yeah you've been missing them."
"There my best friends."
"So you not mad at Freddie?"
"Why would I be?"
Silence.
Ha! Don't have an answer to that huh Rubin! Freddie thought to himself.
"Well,"
Shoot.
"I mean when I found you, you were so broken. Even then you looked beautiful but it was horrible, I just don't want you to get hurt again."
"I won't Freddie and I are just friends, I would never get that close to him again. Trust me, your the only one for me."
"I love you Sam."
"I love you Rubin."
Silence.
Freddie looked around the corner. His eyes widened to the sight of Rubin and Sam making out by the stove.
Sam pulled away and spun around towards the stove.
"The toast!" Sam said getting the pan off the burner.
Rubin was laughing.
After getting the French toast to safety, Sam laughed too.
Freddie had enough.
He walked in and cleared his throat.
"Hey Freddie." Sam said still giggling.
"Morning Sam, Rubin."
"Morning Benson." Rubin said.
Sam nudged him.
"Freddie." He corrected.
"Freddie, I made breakfast. Help your self, it's all in the sinning room." Sam said walking into, what he thought to be, the dinning room.
All over the table was food.
There was a plate of bacon, a plate of eggs. There was waffles and pancakes and toast. French toast, Donuts. A bowl of fruit, two blenders full of a what seemed to be, Kiwi and strawberry smoothies, coffee and orange juice.
Freddies' eyes widened.
"You made all this?"
Sam smiled and nodded.
She sat down next to Rubin who somehow made his way around Freddie to take a seat next to Sam.
After she sat down, she got right back up.
"Oh I'm sorry I have to get Carly up, don't want to start without her!"
Sam excitedly ran around Freddie, and into Carly's room.
Freddie sat down in the seat across from Rubin.
"Have a nice night?" Rubin asked, putting things on his plate.
"Why are you being nice to me?" Freddie asked pouring himself some juice.
"Sam." They both said at the same time.
"I know you listened in on our conversation." Rubin said getting some coffee.
"Did you now?"
Rubin nodded.
"I hope your giving up now." He continued while getting some pancakes.
"Nope," Freddie said grabbing the bowl of fruit.
"You know she's not going back to you, unless you heard wrong." Rubin said grabbing a donut and taking a bite.
"Oh no, I'm still going to try, just have to let her get used to me more, scared of the challenge?"
Freddie Got some French toast.
"There is no challenge."
"Oh My god!" Someone said walking in.
They turned to see Carly in the doorway staring at the table.
Her hair was a mess and she had a pink robe on that wasn't tied. She was wearing a pink tank top and really short blue pajama bottoms on.
Sam walked in after Carly finally moved.
Freddie realized what she was wearing.
She had a silk light pink robe on, bow tied and straight. Her hair looked normal, she already styled it. And she had black silk pajama pants on. He looked down and saw she was wearing gray soft slippers too.
"Let's all eat!" She said taking her seat again, unaware of the conversation him and Rubin just had.
