Laughing Gas Love

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Part 3: The Damage

Sam's POV:

……………woah. I feel completely… drained. Ugh. I aligned both my eyes onto the muted TV in front of me. I watched to colorful cartoon characters dance around the screen for a while before I got sick of my current position.

"Uh, what happened…?" I groaned, sitting all the way up. I swallowed. "EW!" I burst out. What was that taste in my mouth?!? …mint?

Oh yeah.

The dentist.

I groaned again, last time I went to the dentist I admitted to kissing that nub. I wracked my brain but I couldn't remember anything from the fog that was today. I hope I didn't tell any more secrets, especially not… oh my gosh. Alright, time to assess the damage.

"CARLY!" I called.

"Yes Sam?" I jumped when she came out of a door I didn't expect.

"Why were you out in the hall?" I asked.

"What kind of question is that to ask?" she replied before pushing out a high-pitched laugh. I noticed now how awkward she looked standing there. Her posture was perfect, like she was in a marching band. She was twitching slightly, her eyes as big as saucers.

Oh crap. I told her.

"Carly," I approached her slowly. I understood why she would be freaking out right now; she goes crazy over little things so I can't imagine how she reacted to this.

"I mean, people can be in the hall without cause for alarm, Sam, you're in the hall all the time! You don't see me asking you why you're in the hall, it's just a hall Sam! No reason to for an interrogation!" she continued loudly without noticing my interruption. Her wide-eyed stare bore into me. I could tell she had snapped.

"It's okay Carly, just calm down" I eased my way forward, trying not to spook her.

"Calm down?!? I don't need to calm down! WHY WOULD I NEED TO CALM DOWN?!?" she belted, leaning forward till our foreheads were almost touching.

Wow this was a lot of damage to assess.

"… uh, no… no you don't need any calming down—um, I just meant to say you should sit down" I answered, directing her towards the couch. "And we'll talk about this."

"Talk about what? There's nothing to talk about!" she rambled on, each word tumbling after the other.

"Yeah. There is." I told her, being the stable one. I sat next to her and gave her a moment to catch her breath.

I opened my mouth to begin when the door flung open and a commotion poured in.

"MOM! MOM JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!!" it was Freddie who was attempting to close the door on his mother, but she was too persistent.

"Fredward! Deary! We have to discuss these things!" She pushed her way into the room, Freddie huffed in defeat, stomping his foot.

It was basically the normal Freddork/Ms. Benson interaction: Freddie hopelessly trying to avoid his mom bringing up the embarrassment that is his life and Ms. Benson being Ms. Benson. I started to laugh as his face got red at whatever humiliation she had over him. Then I noticed something unusual. It was when Ms. Benson's eyes flashed away from Freddie and landed on Carly. I turned to my best friend, she was staring back understandingly. It was like they were having their own silent conversation.

The look lasted for a while, even oblivious Fredweird noticed.

"Uh… what's going on?" he asked, looking between Carly and his mom, I did the same.

"Sam, Freddie," Carly began, turning to us with her hands folded together professionally. Apparently that secret conversation with Ms. Benson settled her down. "Do you remember what happened when you were under the influence of laughing gas?" she asked, looking at both of us expectantly.

"No, but I think I have an idea." I told her honestly. She furrowed her eyebrows.

"What is it?" she asked, suddenly not as in control.

My gut sank. My eyes flashed over at the only boy in the room nervously. Did she want me to say it in front of him? Carly wouldn't do that. I deepened my gaze.

"Carly, what did I say to you?" I asked.

"Well, Samantha, it's not exactly what you said, it's what you did." Ms. Benson answered for her.

"What'd she do?" Freddie asked. I could almost hear the smirk in his voice. He would hold whatever this was over me for the rest of my life.

I turned to him, "Shut it dork-wad" I shot at him harshly.

"Samantha!" Ms. Benson scolded, "You're going to have to treat Fredward much more kindly if you two are going to be in a relationship!"

Did I hear her right?

"In a relatio-what?" I begged for clarification. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Freddie lean forward in interest also.

Carly stepped over to the mother creating two teams, her and Ms. Benson, me and the dork. Carly spoke up, "We said no more secrets, why didn't you tell me you guys were together?" she asked accusingly, hurt layered her voice.

I think my brain just exploded.

"We aren't together!" I burst out. Why would Carly ever think that?!? "Did I tell you we were at the dentist? 'Cause we aren't!" I was confused on what this had to do with laughing gas.

I looked over to the nub beside me for reassurance, he was just standing there. He looked like he had just seen a ghost.

Carly pushed further, "Come on guys, you can tell me!"

Freddie's POV:

I couldn't hear the three debating women anymore. I was sucked into my mind. A faint memory strung itself together.

"Aw, Fredders, you can tell me." Her words slurred together a little, I watched as she climbed up towards me.

"No I can't" I looked down, this was my biggest secret, it was tearing me apart. I wanted to tell her so bad!

"Scoot over." She ordered. I was scared, not of her, but of myself. I knew Sam would eventually get her way and I would have to tell her. She plopped down next to me. I felt myself swishing towards her, I was having trouble with balance.

"Now tell me what's on your mind."--

--"TELL ME!" Carly yelled, snapping me out of my daydream. Her and Sam had gotten worked up since last time I noticed.

"I CAN'T! BECAUSE IT'S NOT TRUE!"

I looked down to see a sight, it was SAM pinned by CARLY.

Sam's POV:

I looked up into my best friends eyes from the floor. How did I get in this situation?!? Crazy-Carly had some power. Not physical power, which I could best her in, but some other kind of force.

"Tell me now!" she ordered. Her dainty little hands held weakly to my wrists. I scoffed. She couldn't hold me. I got up slowly, careful not to hurt my girly friend. She fought with the best of her ability but in the end we both ended up sitting up on the floor.

She was breathing hard from all the screaming and fighting she just did. I turned my head to my exhausted best friend. I tried one of those silent conversations. Saying to her that I was telling the truth, and everything was okay with one look.

She smiled, reassured, and then leaned her head onto my shoulder. I wrapped an arm around her in a half-hug and rocked her back and forth a couple times comfortingly. We both relaxed.

"I believe you" Carly finally said.

I smiled. This had been difficult, but not nearly as bad as last time I had laughing gas.

But Ms. Benson just had to ruin it, "What about the kiss?"

I straightened up, eyes wide.

I'm never going to the dentist again.

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