April 19, 2013 day 380 of the Creddie Relationship
Sam couldn't figure out why she was dreading what she was about to do. Spencer had invited her to dinner and she had hesitantly accepted. She didn't feel like she was ready to face her former best friend. 407 calls she had made during the beginning of the year. 407 to a person she thought was her friend. They seemed to shun her out of their lives. What else could she do? She reached over to the bell and rang it. Spencer opened the door.
"Sam! Come on in! Carly and Freddie aren't here right now, we ran out of cilantro" Spencer said as Sam follows him into the kitchen.
"Cilantro? Really Spencer? You hate green foods" Sam laughed as she took a piece of ham out of the fridge and started eating it.
"Yeah apparently Carly is on this diet where she had to have cilantro" Spencer rolled his eyes. Sam took a seat on the couch and flipped on the T.V. Galaxy Wars was on; the episode where Dark Victor revealed to Logan Moonwalker that he was his father. She didn't remember why she had ever teased the nub about liking it. Now that she was older, she realized that somehow, Galaxy Wars filled the empty void in her life. The void of not having someone. She knew he couldn't love her. After all she did to him? There was no possible way. Besides, he loved Carly.

"Sam? Are you okay?" Spencer called from the kitchen.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just thinking I guess." She hollered back. Spencer came and sat down next to her.

"I know how it feels. To be ignored" He whispered softly. "When Carly went off to college, it seemed like she tried to banish all traces of her former life out of her world. She's changed you know. You won't recognize the girl who walks through that door" Spencer sighed.

Then They walked in.

Sam couldn't believe her eyes. The girl standing in the doorway was not Carly. Sure she was holding freddie's arm in a affectionate way, but she wasn't her. This new girl had dark cropped hair that came to just below her ears, and was wearing a black dress and blood red heels. And the scariest part?; she had a glare on her face. At Sam. This new girl may look like Carly Shay, but it wasn't her.

"Sam? Are you crazy? Get out of my house!" Carly shrieked.

"Carly, honey, now I'm sure theres a reasonable explanation for why Sam is here" Freddie said trying to calm her down.

"Freddie we talked about this. Remember?" Carly sighed angrily as she slammed the cilantro onto the counter. Freddie shot Sam a "I'm sorry, if you knew how much she changed you would understand" look.

"Look Shay. What did I ever do to you?" Sam answered in the same cold, unjust tone of her former best Friend.

"Oh I think you know what you did Puckett" Carly glared

"Uh really? 'Cause I'm kinda lost" Sam glared back.

"Don't you see?" Freddie is still in love with you!"
"Carly that's not my fault. If anything, it's yours. You are the one who's been nothing but a complete bitch towards me since you two started dating." Carly said nothing for a while. Sam knew it was because she was right.
"Think of your brother Carly. You've neglected us and treated us like we're fucking dirt. Why are you doing this? This isn't my best friend that I once knew. Deep down, there has to be the Carly Shay that was my best friend. Where is she? Can she make this bitchy Carly go away?" for a second, Carly had a regretful look on her face. Sam turned around and looked into the kitchen. Freddie and Spencer were standing together looking at the two girls.
"So this is how it ends" Carly said
"I guess so." Sam said. She couldn't live like this. She should feel bad about letting Carly go. But she didn't. Maybe Carly was the real person holding her down all these years. Not Freddie. Maybe, she just needed to forget about all her friends. They caused her too much pain to go on. Sometimes, she wished that all the pain would go away. That she would die. How would it feel? Dying? The word stuck in her head like the recipe for a perfect ham. She didn't give a damn anymore. She didn't need this.

She looked at Spencer. Then at Carly. Finally at Freddie.
"I'm sorry" Sam said. Then she turned On her heel and ran out of the apartment, crying. This was it. She was done.