Hi everybody! So I read the reviews and I am aware that my first chapter was rushed, so I hope this one is better. Even if it's not, hopefully you like the plot and can overlook the mistakes. So here is part two of Coming Home.
After Carly closed the door behind her, Sam leaned in to continue kissing Freddie passionately, but he stopped her. "Sam, no Sam! Look as much as I would like to spend the whole day making out with you," Sam raised her eyebrows at this prompting him to blush, "I'm not the only one who's been missing you. So what we're going to do is stand up, fix up your hair, and then you're going to spend some time with your best friend."
She pouted her lip and looked at him pleadingly, but he shook his head with determination. Realizing he was right and she was being foolish, Sam stood up and adjusted her clothes and hair so it wouldn't look like she had been lovingly kissing her love just moments before. When he stood up as well, she punched him in the arm, "That's what you get for being too smart!" He started rubbing his arm and contorted his face into mock pain, but his face soon broke into a wide smile.
"I love you so damn much, Puckett." Sam melted straight into his arms at these words.
She looked up at him and said, "Good for you, Benson." She walked away from a shocked Freddie, who had been expecting a reply of the same nature as his statement. Sam turned around just as she was about to enter the room and said smirking, "Oh yeah, and I love you too." She couldn't wipe the smile off her face as she entered the Shay home. Everything was so familiar, like she had never even left Seattle.
Sometimes she wondered why she had ever left for L.A. in the first place. Even though Carly was gone, all of her other friends were there along with the familiar places and, of course, Freddie. Eventually she concluded that it was out of pure envy. Sam hated to admit it because she loved Carly to death, but she was jealous of her from time to time.
At some points it had been because of her perfect personality, or her amazing grades despite all of her extra activities, and from time to time it had been due to Freddie liking her so much. When she had made the irrational decision to hop on motorcycle and leave for California though, it had been that Carly was going on an adventure without her. Perhaps it was a stupid thought, abandoning everything she loved out of envy, but it was real nonetheless.
Snapping out of her train of thought, Sam pressed the button and waited for the elevator up to the second floor. Stepping in, she was reminded of all the things that went down in this elevator. From chick hunts to breakups, it had become a part of her.
Sam was met with an annoyed Carly as the elevator doors opened. She had her arms crossed and her foot taping with eyebrows raised. "Took you long enough." But, just like Freddie, her anger so subsided to joy, "Sam! You're here! I missed you soooo much! We have so much to catch up on!" she said as she pulled Sam into a long hug.