So sorry for the late update…I hope ur still reading my story! And I've got a new review from my other story iAm a muslim…it was a nice one but it ended with 'I was hating on you", I was really confused. So Anonymous, enlighten me, why were you hating while it was a nice comment? Doesn't make sense to me but whatever. So I am writing this chapter while listening to the album 1989 by Taylor Swift. Love her album, if you haven't heard it yet, you should. It is truly a masterpiece ^^ okay enjoy this chapter and review. Also, what do you think of this title? Maybe I'm going to change it. Any suggestions? Okay I'm going to stop talking now, enjoy guys.

FREDDIE's POV

"Hey Jay, thanks for coming."

"No problem. But why did I have to come over? Since what happened at school – "

" That's why you had to come over. I wanted to apologize for what I did, I'm sorry."

"Okay, apology accepted. Why did you do it bro?"

"Because it was wrong from you to wish death upon someone. Who knows, maybe she'll even kill herself just because you wish she would."

"Yeah, but what I say to people is my responsibility, not yours."

"I know. But still, I felt like I had to protect her."

"Her? Her as in Sam right?"

"So what if it is?"

"Dude, if you think she'll forgive you for what you did this past 6 years, you thought wrong. She even told me so herself."

"I know. But I really want to make it up to her, I just need to know how."

"You're on your own. I don't need this drama and I certainly don't want to help Sam of all people."

"Fine, I'll figure it out on my own. Just go. I already apologized."

"Okay, fine. You know, you used to be way cooler before you cared about that. Call me to hang out when you're your old self again."

"Yeah, whatever. Bye!"

Then he was gone. I was so tired of hearing that I've changed. I haven't changed, I just care more. Is that so bad? Now I have to find a way to make it up to Sam. I took my flyer and looked at it again. Some random girl gave it to me when I was on my way home. It is next Saturday. Maybe I'll ask her to come with me, we have fun and she'll forgive me. This just has to work, it will work…I hope.

SAM's POV

It was Wednesday and I haven't heard of Freddie or anyone else. I saw them in class but they haven't talked to me. Freddie still hangs out with his friends, but I can see that there is a little tension between him and his friends. Carly and Freddie also act really awkward around each other. I heard that they broke up, not that I care. I just heard someone talk about it. And this party that is this week, I think I should go. There will be tons of people who I don't know. I mean Freddie and co can't make everyone else against me. So it has to work to meet someone and be my friend. I desperately need one. I'll ask Taylor to come with me. I decided to give her a chance and to get to know her. I can't let what happened in the past effect my future. I was in the library studying for an upcoming test until I was disturbed.

"Hey Sam."

"H-hi Freddie, uhm what do you want?" I hate it when I talk to him that I'm still afraid of him. When I'm alone I can be strong, strong in my thoughts. When I think about him. But when I'm face to face to him, it's like I can't talk anymore. Only small sentences come out of my mouth. Guess that's what a bully can do to you.

"I wanted to ask you something. Are you going to the party this Saturday?"

"Maybe. Why?"

"Well, I thought if you would come with me. So, do you want to come with me to the party?" He asked me.

"You're kidding, right?"

"Excuse me?"

"I-I'm sorry for being so rude. Please don't hurt me, but I don't want to go with someone who tormented me for six years. So, no."

"But I thought this way you'd-"

"That I'd forgive for everything you've done to me?"

He was just quiet after I said this. Okay, time to say what I wanted to say for so long.

"Well think twice. I will never forgive you, ever. Got it Benson?"

"You just stood up to me." He said.

"Y-yeah, I think I did. So don't forget, we will never be friends. The only kind thing you could do to me is by leaving me alone. Your friends included."

I took my books and my bag and went outside. He sat there with his mouth open, almost touching the ground. I never felt so relieved. Everything is lifted off my shoulders. It feels good. And what makes it even better is that I was actually a little mean and that I meant every word of it. Freddie Benson is dead to me.

CARLY's POV

"So guys, understood of what you have to do?"

"Yeah sure, but shouldn't we tell Jay and Freddie about it?" Asked Wendy.

"No! Freddie can't know anything about this and Jay doesn't have to be involved. We're already with 4 people, that's enough. I don't want to take any risks of Sam finding out. I want her to suffer and who knows, maybe Freddie will realize that he needs me. I can't stand the awkward tension between us."

"I hate the tension between me and Freddie. Okay, we know what to do but when and where are we going to this?" Asked Brad.

"Easy, at the party this Saturday and when I say it is time. I'll see for the right moment." Said Carly.

"How do you know Sam will be there?" Asked Gibby.

"Come on. Whole Seattle will be there. It is the perfect place to make new friends for the whore who stole my man."

"Harsh!" Commented Brad.

"You know, that's me. Can't wait for the party."

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