Sam POV:
Freddie and I had finally landed in Hawaii and I knew that we couldn't go back to Seattle. I sighed. "So, do you want to go check in at the hotel or take a look around?" Freddie asked me.
"Hotel," I told him.
He nodded his head. We walked along the sidewalk to the hotel. We finally got to the hotel and we quickly checked in. We then went to our room and put our bags up. I grabbed my suitcase and grabbed all of my clothes and shoved them into the dresser. Freddie walked up behind me and groaned. "Sam, this is a hotel not our house. You can't go and trash it," he told me.
"These are my clothes and I can trash them all I want," I told him.
Freddie rolled his eyes at me. "Can you at least put them in neatly so they won't get wrinkled up?" he asked.
"No."
"Whatever," he said as he started to neatly put his clothes in the dresser.
After we finished doing that stuff, I looked over at Freddie. "You want to look around Hawaii and stuff?" I asked him. He nodded his head. We left the room and started to walk around the city. I glanced at all the small shops. "See anything?" I asked him.
"Beach?" he asked.
"NO!" I said a little to quickly.
"Huh?" he said.
"Nothing, just not the beach," I told him. "Do you want to find a place to rent a car?" I asked.
"Sure, whatever," Freddie said. We then walked to a car rental place and rented a car. Freddie and I then got in the car and I sighed.
"I'm bored," I told Freddie immediately.
"Bored in Hawaii?" he asked.
"Yes," I said.
Freddie laughed. "And you seemed so excited to come here," he told me. "Do you want to back to the hotel?" he asked.
I nodded my head. "Sure, whatever floats your stupid boat," I told him.
...~*~...
Freddie and I got in the elevator and went up to our floor. I saw our door wide open and one of the maid cleaning things holding the door open. I walked over and looked in and saw a woman sorting through our things. "Excuse me?" I said.
The woman turned around and I immediately recognized her. "You're the woman from the airport!" I said while pointing at her.
Freddie just stood there all confused. No big surprise there.
"Airport?" she asked in a Hawaiian accent. "I haven't been to an airport for weeks, miss," she told me. "I-"
"You were in Seattle! I know it! You're name is Unity, right?"
"No, ma'am. My name is Acasia not Unity," she said.
I glared at her. "No, you're-" I stopped and glared at her again. "Why are you looking through our stuff?" I shouted. I felt Freddie's hand automatically grab my arm, but I shoved out of his grasp and jumped at 'Unity' or Acasia or whatever-the-heck-her-name-was. I was about to grab her by the neck, but she suddenly ducked out of my way. She turned around and grabbed my arm and shoved me into the bed.
I gasped as my head hit the headboard. I looked over at Freddie who was just standing in the doorway with shock written all over his face. I slowly sat up and saw whatever-the-heck-her-name-was grab something out of her pocket. "It's starting," she said into it with a southern accent. She smirked at me and threw something onto the ground. Suddenly, smoke filled the room. I started coughing and I could see anything. I heard Freddie coughing from the other side of the room.
Finally, all the smoke disappeared. I looked up and looked over at the doorway to make sure Freddie was still there and that he was okay. I saw Freddie standing there and he was waving smoke out of his face. I heard him cough. I sighed with relief and ran over to him. I jumped onto Freddie and wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. "You're safe," I whispered in his ear. I mainly said it so I could believe it.
Freddie grunted and wrapped his arms around my waist. "Well, yeah I'm okay," he said. I felt him remove one arm and run his hand over my head. "But you have a knot on your head," he told me. I rolled my eyes at him. Freddie unwrapped my legs and arms and set me down. "And you were worried about me when you were the one who got in a fight with a 'cleaning lady.'"
I laughed and softly kissed him on the lips. "She definitely wasn't a cleaning lady," I told him.
He coughed again. "You think?" He paused and looked at me. "Should we call the police?" he asked.
"Uh...Maybe?" I said.
Freddie rolled his eyes. He pulled out his LimePhone and dialed 911.
...~*~...
"I don't wanna go to a stupid restaurant," I complained as Freddie dragged me into some fancy, rich restaurant. "I want to eat pizza at pizza hut! With pineapples!"
"Stop whining like a baby," Freddie told me.
"Don't tell me what to do."
"Do you want to whine like a baby?"
"No, not really."
"THEN STOP!"
I grumbled. Freddie checked in with the woman at the desk - we had reservations in case you didn't know - and she walked us to our table. I sat down and she gave us our menus. "Your waitress will be here soon," she told us.
I nodded my head and looked through the menu. "I don't want none of this chiz," I told Freddie.
"Why do you still say chiz?" he asked randomly.
"I don't know! It's stuck with me," I told him. I paused and then a smirk crawled onto my face. "Why are you still so stupid yet nerdy?"
Freddie glared at me. "Stupid and nerdy?" he asked.
"It's possible because you are here," I told him. Freddie rolled his eyes at me. I kicked him with my foot underneath the table. "You know that you love me making fun of you," I said.
Freddie smiled. "I may not like it that much, but I've gotten used to it, after twenty-five agonizing years."
I kicked him even harder. "Agonizing? We've been married for...uh...," I paused and started tapping my chin.
"You can't remember when we met and you can't remember when we got married? Such a sad world," Freddie told me.
So I kicked him again.
"Ten years!" I said. "We've been married ten years!"
Freddie clapped his hands. "Amazing, you remember!"
I kicked him again. "Nub," I said.
"Demon."
"You mean hot-slash-sexy demon, right?"
"Sure, that's what I meant," Freddie said sarcastically. I kicked him for the billionth time. "Will you stop kicking me?"
"Will you stop being a nub? Oh! Wait! That ain't gonna happen, so nooo!" I paused and glared at Freddie. "Twenty-five agonizing years? Ten of these were of us being married, so that leaves fifteen. We started dating when we were seventeen so that leaves six years. Six of those years I totally understand, but nineteen agonizing years!" I glared at him and kicked him yet again.
Freddie grumbled. "But you're always being mean by kicking my in the leg," he mumbled. "My leg is numb. I can't feel it."
"You can't feel it? Poor wittle Fweddie," I said while kicking him again.
We finally ordered, when another couple showed up. A red hair woman sat down with a dark-skinned man. She giggled. "I want pineapple pizza," she said.
"They don't have pizza here, hon," he said.
She sighed. "Awww..."
I turned and smirked at Freddie. "Pineapple pizza?"
Freddie sighed. "I'll buy you pineapple pizza for you for dessert," he said. I raised an eyebrow at him. "And I'll buy you actual dessert."
I smiled. "Have I ever told you how much I loved you?" I asked him while smiling.
"Yeah, yeah, a million times," Freddie mumbled. I smiled at him.
...~*~...
After we ate dinner, Freddie and I went back to the hotel. I walked into the room and glanced around. Nothing seemed out of place. I sat down at the bed and grabbed the remote. I quickly turned the TV on trying to find some good show to watch. My cell phone started to ring. I glanced down and saw Carly was calling. "Hola, Carlay," I said.
I knew Carly was rolling her eyes. "Hey, Sammy," she said. "So, how's the vacation been?"
I lied down onto my stomach and stared at the TV. "Do you want to know?" I asked her.
"Sure, I'm ready to hear it," she said.
"Well, Freddie and I haven't yet made out," I said.
"Ugh."
"And some random woman was in our hotel room and her and I got in a fight. Then she escaped by using some smoke stuff," I told her.
"Is-"
"Yeah, the nub is fine."
"Good."
"Oh! And he thinks that the twenty-five years we've known each other have been agonizing."
"Sam..."
"So I continuously kicked him in the leg throughout dinner," I said.
"Sam..."
"Carly."
"This is suppose to be a stupid romantic vacation for the two of you and instead you're kicking him in the leg," Carly told me.
"Stupid?" Carly didn't say anything. I sighed. "Fine, I'll try and be nicer to the nub," I told her.
"Good," she said. "I'll call back tomorrow because none of your kids wanted to talk to you."
"None of them?"
"None. They're too busy playing with my angel children," Carly said.
"Wow. Angel children? What are my kids?" I asked her.
"Demons."
"Thanks so much," I said sarcastically.
"You're welcome!" Carly said happily. "Oh," she said suddenly. "I think Max and Liz are busy flirting with each other."
"Flirting?" I asked.
"Yeah, I think they should date! They'd be so-"
"Carly," I said.
"Yes?"
"Shut-up."
Carly sighed angrily. "Fine, but they will get married! One day!" she said to me.
"Whatever." I said.
"Bye, Sam,"
"Bye, Carly. Tell my little demons I said hi and bye. And tell your little angels the same thing. And that crazy husband of yours too."
"Fine. Tell Freddie I said hi."
"Whatever."
I hung up the phone. I glanced up and saw Freddie walking out of the bathroom. "Who were you talking to?" he asked.
"Who do you think?"
"Carly?" he asked.
"No! I was talking to Abigail!" I told him sarcastically.
Freddie rolled his eyes. He walked over to the bed and lied down next to me. He wrapped an arm around my waist and looked over at me. "So, what are we watching?" he asked.
"I dunno," I told him.
Freddie shrugged. He then leaned over and kissed my on the lips, his hand cupping my chin. I rolled onto my side to get into a better position. Freddie then rolled onto his side and one of his hands slowly trailed down my body. I pressed myself closer against him. I felt his tongue slide into my mouth. I moaned and heard Freddie growl in the back of his throat. He rolled us over so he was on top. He leaved my mouth and started to kiss along my neck. Freddie slowly slid one hand underneath my shirt.
...~*~...
I woke up the next morning. I was lying in the bed and Freddie had one arm wrapped around my waist. I yawned and slowly removed his arm. I sat up and crawled out of the bed. I bent down and grabbed Freddie's shirt and slipped it on. I also slipped on my girl boxers - yeah, I still wore girl boxers and no panties! Got a problem with it? - and I walked over to the bathroom. I stopped and glanced down. There was a piece of paper on the floor. I bent down and grabbed the paper. I slowly opened it up. It didn't have hand-written words, it was letters and words cut out from a magazine. I groaned. Someone wanted to be mysterious, huh?
Samantha-
Whatever you do, do not go near the volcano. I don't give a damn if you want to, just don't. Even if Freddie does, don't. I promise you that you will understand exactly why I give you this letter in a few weeks. It's a long story. I would tell you everything, but if I did, you wouldn't believe me and the future would be all messed up.
Just trust me. I know that you have a birthmark the shape of a chicken on your butt and Melanie also does. Who else knows this besides you two and the guys you love (and Carly)? So please trust me.
-You
"What the heck?" I muttered to myself.
I slowly stood up and glanced over at Freddie. He was still fast asleep in the bed. I sighed. I walked over to the dresser and grabbed clean clothes. I walked to the bathroom and quickly started to get ready for my shower. I turned the water on and stripped out of my clothes. I hummed to myself as I felt the nice cool water splash against my skin. I finally finished my shower and stepped out of it. I quickly got dressed and put some make-up on my neck to cover up all the hickeys.
I walked out of the bathroom and saw Freddie watching TV. "Take a shower," I commanded him. He rolled his eyes at me. He grabbed his clothes and walked into the bathroom.
Merry Christmas Eve, my dear readers & reviewers. I love you all. *gives everyone virtual cookies* *smiles* I'll give everyone who reviews a batch of virtual cookies right out of the virtual oven and I'll give you a virtual hug! So please review. :) Also, I'm planning on 20 chapters for this story! So hopefully I'll get at least 100 reviews! If I do, I'll give everyone who reviewed another virtual hug! lol. So please review to help me reach my goal because I've never had 100 reviews, heck I've never had 45 reviews.
Anyways, I mentioned 20 chapters, right? Right! Well, I've thought it all out and I'm really excited when we get to the action parts! The next chapter will most likely have the dear action! WOOT!
I'll try to cut this short... So, I was wondering, would you all like a companion story to this? I've already got two companion story ideas! 1) Carly & Gibby's lives at home and dealing with Sam & Freddie's problems. Will have Max and Matt and Gibby in it a lot and hilariousness and not so much drama/action... maybe. 2) A story of how Sam&Freddie came together in their teen years. Includes kissing, make-outs, sexual scenes, romance, fighting, comedy, and Carly&Gibby cuteness! So, what do you want? Please review and tell me. :)
~InsaneBlueberry~
P.S. Did you notice my OTP from Victorious in this story? Huh? Did ya? Did ya?
P.S.S. KillerDaisy, you have the pride and joy of guessing the TV show! :) I'd give you something else...but... I don't need any OC's at the moment. Sorry. :(