(((((Yay the next one!! I am quick hehe!))))
Freddie store at the digital bedside clock as it read 1:33 a.m. Time to set the plan into motion.
The hospital was so quiet. Only a few nurses had the night shift and they usally lazied about at the front desk
as what Spence told him when he went to go find one. Pushing himself up, he had to be quick. The heart
monitor would go off sending all nurses in his direction. Only giving him time to run for his clothing and
shoes that were setting next to the door. He could slip them on as soon as he had made it far away
from the hospital.
Freddie counted to 10 before ripping all the cords off, which hurt horribly! Leaving the heart monitor last.
Positioning on the edge of the bed, he stood on weak legs but they would get Freddie far enough hopefully.
Ripping the cord off, aloud siren went off from the monitor, signalling time to run. Taking off quickly he grabbed
his pants and slipped into the tennies on the floor along with a jacket hanging on a hook. (So glad mommy is
overprotective and thinks ahead huh?) Rushing down the over way of the hall he saw a map on the corner.
Studying it carefully he saw the operating elevator in which gurnerys would go on just around the ext corner.
Running down that way. Pain was over driving his systems but he couldn't stop now. Pushing the button,
it arrived fairly quick. Jumping in Freddie pressed the first floor button and listened to the cheesy elevator
music. At the bottom the Emergancy entrance was a few feet to his right. Freddie dashed for them and listed
to footsteps resounding from the hallways.
Out the entrance and into the cold, biting air, Freddie ran for all he was worth. He ran and ran and looked back to see the
hospital was out of sight. Yanking is blue jeans on he began to relize he had no way of traveling or staying anywhere!
Trecking own an alley heated tears trailed down his face, thinking of how stupid he could be to leave his wallet on the bedside table.
The adrenilline had caused im to be so caught up in escaping that he totally forgot about it. Taking a corner he curled into
a sitting fetal position and hoped the death would veer away along with all strangers that could result in servere injuries.
The numbing cold caused him to forget all about the bodily pain but focuse on the internal pain. Emotions dragged out
and caused tears to further gush. If only Freddie had stayed home that night, kept his moth shut, none of this would be happening.
Freddie woul be in a warm bed having a sweet dream of Spencer and... If none of this had happened then he wuld never had
felt the love and lust Spence held for him. In away all this suffering was worth it. To keep the memories of what was and treasuring
them, knowing all that was gone. But pain was still fresh from betral and heartbreak. Also a pain to knowing that Spencer thought
he had betrayed him was the worst.
A promise was broken within that instant. A shard of broken glass shone beautifully in the moon light. Crimson would add to the
beauty and lessen the pain all in one way. A slice and warm blood heated the sin it touched but left it freezing with in a second.
Freddie made sure the cut was deep enough to draw enough blood but not to kill him. in the hopes that maybe, just maybe a
small spark of love would over come the lies Carely had tainted Spence's mind with.
The night drew on and Freddie stayed in the position staring at his wrists into the morning. Feeling it was time to leave, Freddie
thought of heading to the park and search for change in hopes of getting enough to get a bus ticket to another city. The walk
was taking a harsh toll on him but what other choice was he faced with? He would be screwed if he went back so heading
forward was the only way to go.
(Spencer's apartment)
A loud ramming of fists against wood caused an abrubt start to Spencer's morning. Hoping Carly would get it was but a dream since
she left for school an hour ago. Crawling out of bed and to the door was a mighty task so Spence was very glad he went to
slep in only his clothing instead of changing. Of course he would have put on pajamas if it weren't for the fact that he fell
asleep while sobbing his eyes out. The painstill lingered in his chest. Betral had a horrid taste to it and nothing
would wash that out. Anger also welled up deep within his stomach knowing Freddie had taken him and played
with his emotions. If he saw him again he knew rage would cause Spence to send Freddie back to the hospital.
Not just for him but treating his poor baby sister like he had.
The walk was longer than it should have been and caused the person on the other side to grow angrier. It
sounded as though they were taking somethig to break down the apartment door. Carefully twisting it open,
so as not to get hit, Spencer saw a Tear streaked, shaking, gasping women at the door. But not any women
but Freddie's mom, Mrs. Benson.
"What did you do?! What the hell fdid you do?!" She broke out yelling, wrenching her hands into his shirt and
dragging Spence fac level.
"What do you mean?"
"My son! What did you do to him?!" She howled
"Me?! I didn't do a thing! Talk to your son! He's the one going around hurting others!" Spence threw her hands off him
"What? What are you talking ab-... Oh! You frickin idot! My son has not done a thing! Your the one too stupid to
see who to trust! My son never lies to you. I know. But Carly, that little witch, has you following her like a dog that
you can''t see that she can't stand to have your attention drawn away from, especialy my son! I should Castrate
you for the hell my son is going threw! He-..He-.. OH MY GOD!!" Mrs. Benson fell to her knees and sobbed
"You knew? Bu-But how?!" Spencer stood nailed in shock
"I'm... was a mother. AHHH!! FREDDIE!!" She just kept going on and on.
"What happened to Freddie... Wait! Why should I care? Carly said-"
"Moron."
Turning his head he saw long blond hair and a fearful Sam.
"Listen to this... I knew Carly would pull this so I recorded the conversation to my phone. I knew you would need some
convincing to believe Freddie truely loves you." Holding out her flipp phone for Spencer to take.
Shaking hands grasped the phone. Scared to hear this more than anything else. But as the converstaion went on
in the recording he knew he knew he had made a grave mistake.
"Where is Freddie?"
"... He ran away from the hospital last night."
Those words caused Spencer to truely see that he may have just caused his one and only love's death over a
his stupid mistake.
((Yay! I made sure to finish this just for you guys! But another cliffie hehe!! I know I suck!))