Sam's POV

Since Missy and the other freaks got put behind bars, everything was pretty much normal, except for the fact that Freddie's my boyfriend. Carly was being unusual, usually she had a lot to say but she wasn't talking that much tonight. She's probably exhausted from everything that had happened. I'd probably be the same if something like that happened to me.

I didn't know how long Carly would want me to stay at her place, but it's not like my mom would care if I left her or not. She said so herself, she hates my guts and wants nothing to do with me.

"Uh Sam," Carly said breaking the long silence.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"Do you like living with us?"

Was that a trick question? Of course I did! Why would I want to go back home to my stupid abusive mother?

"Of course." I answered.

"I just wanted to make sure." She said as she got up to get another smoothie.

When she left, it was just Freddie and I, alone. "So Sam, you want to watch a wrestling match with me tomorrow night?" He asked.

"I'd rather wrestle you." I answered.

I pulled him to the floor and we playfully wrestled.

We went back to Carly's apartment and I fell asleep on the couch. When I woke up it was already Six O'clock, I had to get ready for school. It was still early, I had like half an hour to just chi-lax, watch some TV, have breakfast, speaking of breakfast...

I headed for the refrigerator and got some chicken soup. I went back in the living room, plopped down on the couch and turned on the tv. The simpsons were on and I began to eat my soup. Carly came down stairs and asked me how everything was going again.

Freddie walked in the apartment and greeted me. "What are you watching?" He asked.

"The simpsons." I answered.

He plopped down next to me.

"Well, enjoy you two, I'm going to go and send Wendy a text message." Carly told us as she went upstairs.

Carly's POV

I sighed as I entered my room and sat on a bean bag chair. I wasn't really going to send Wendy a text message, I had lied. The truth was, I was going to try and get some help for Sam. She can't just stay here with me forever, she needs her own family, and there is no way she can go back to her mother. I had to do something, anything but the authorities. If I called the authorities, all they would do is take Sam away and put her in a foster home and I may never see her again.

I put a finger under my chin as I continued thinking. I had a plan. I dialed some numbers.

"Hello?" The voice asked.

"It's me, Carly." I responded.

"Carly, what's up?"

"Nothing much Melanie, do you know where Sam's dad moved?" I asked.

"Yeah, he moved to some small house years ago, why?"

"Mom abuses and beats on Sam, she even tried to kill her one time." I explained. "And when Sam was little and her dad was still around, they were really close until she cheated on him."

I found out the address of where Joey Puckett lives and asked Spencer to give me a ride. I knocked on the door and waited, until finally a guy opened the door. I'm guessing it was Joey.

"You look kind of familar, do I know you?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah. We met that one time when I was eight."

"Right, Sam had told me so much about you. So how are things going with her?"

"Not good, your wife beats on her, calls her names and tried to murder her. I was wondering if maybe you would like to take full custody of her? Of course we're gonna have to call the cops first."

We talked for awhile, and after school I found Sam in my apartment, on the couch watching Family guy. "Sam, I think it's okay for you to come home with your mother now." I told her.

She stared at me in complete shock. "What?" She asked.

"Just trust me." I answered.

Sam's POV

Has Carly completely lost her mind? How can I just go home to my mom, when all she wants to do is kill me? I couldn't argue, so without saying anything, I left the apartment.

I went to my house. I heard screaming, yelling and things breaking as I pressed my ears against the side cracks. Yep, that was my mom alright. I was scared as I saw how angry she was, it looked like she wanted to kill someone. I slowly opened the door.

"You!" My mom screamed as she faced me.

She walked over to me and grabbed me by the throat. As she looked me right in the eyes, they shot nothing but cold daggers and her facial expressions were deadly. My heart pounded as she reached in her pockets and got out a knife, a really sharp knife.

"Stand still so I won't make a mess." She said as she gently placed it on my neck. I could already feel it's sharpness and how cold it was. I had my eyes closed tightly not moving an inch, if I squirmed and jerked around that would only make things worse. There was no escape, no where to run or turn to, I was against the walls in a tight grasp. This was it for me, I tried to calm down and forget about all the pain that I was soon going to face.

I had to look on the bright side of things. I mean sure it would hurt to get stabbed, but it's not like I would feel that pain forever, weapons can kill if they stab you deep enough, but none of it lasts forever, your world would eventually fade to black and be nothing but silence and calmness and nothing or nobody could ever hurt you again. Death may sound or seem like a bad thing, but whether you die peacefully, suffering, suicide, getting stabbed, death remains the same no matter how you die, the rest of your life is at peace no matter how you look or think of it.

Suddenly the door slammed open. "Freeze!" I heard some man yell. He was dressed in police uniform and there were more cops in back of him.

"Put your hands up where I can see them." He said getting out a gun.

My mom dropped the knife to the ground and immediately froze and put her hands up. The police walked over to her and handcuffed her. "You are under arrest mam."

"I should have never let you have full custody of Sam, that was a big mistake that I am never going to make again." It was my dad!

What was he doing here? And standing behind him were Carly and Freddie. I guess Carly really didn't lose her mind after all, she had a plan this entire time.

I watched as my mom was escorted out of the house and brought to a police car. I rushed over to Carly and Freddie and hugged them, then my dad pulled me into a hug.

"Your good friend Carly has told me everything and things that you had to go through because of my so called wife and some rotten chick named Missy."

I smiled, I noticed that he had a few suitcases with him.

"How would you like to come and live with me?" He asked.

"Really?" I asked surprised. "I could really move in with you?"

"Yeah, I decided to move to the same apartment where Carly and Freddie leave, and so that way you can visit them anytime you would like." He explained.

Carly smiled and I mouthed thank you to her. This was one of the happiest moments of my life. I wouldn't have to live in a foster home, no orphanage, or being put up for adoption, I could live with my dad and stay with my best friend and my boyfriend.

I have finally gotten the happy ending that I have always wanted. What Carly had done was one of the nicest things that anyone has ever done for me before, I needed to find a good way to repay her.

The next day at school, I went up to Jake Crandle. He had just recently broken up with his girlfriend again, but this time for good. It turns out that he broke up with her cause he developed feelings for Carly. I smiled, I knew exactly how I would repay Carly. I was in a happy relationship with Freddie, so I wanted her to be happy too. She deserved her own special guy to hold and love her.

Jake walked over to Carly and asked her to be his girlfriend, both Freddie and I smiled as we watched them kiss passionately, right on the lips.

Mostly everyone had lived happily ever after, but in life every ending is only a bran new beginning.