After Sam left Freddie thought about his choice. Was he really doing this for himself or for Sam? What would happen when everyone else heard about his death? He wasn't quite sure he wanted to die. There was so much he wanted to with his life. But heaven seemed like such a wonderful place. An even better Earth. He loved Sam, but didn't he need to move on?
"Sam!" he cried out and in an instant Sam was there"
"What's wrong?" She asked. It wasn't like she cared, but she could at least act pretty well.
"I don't want to die" He sobbed "I want to be with you, but I want to do so much still"
"I…I understand" Sam was quiet. The quiet she got when she was thinking about what to say next.
"Well then this is goodbye Freddie" she grabbed his shoulders and kissed him. He kissed her back until they were frenching. Then she was gone. He would never see her again. Not even when he died. They'd be separated. But he was doing this for the better right? Then why did he feel so awful? He loved her. He really did. But his chance was gone. He would never see her again. What if he had taken a chance? Would he have felt better? He wanted to live. But he wanted to see her again.
That night, Freddie laid in his bed, wishing he had gone with her. The pain he was feeling in his heart was unbearable. He couldn't take it. He wanted her. He was going to join her.
Freddie checked his clock. 3:20 Am. He got out of bed and walked over to his desk. He sat down and flipped open his computer. He went to video settings and recorded.
"Hey guys. By the time someone finds and watches this, I will be dead. I'm choosing to end my life because I can't take it anymore. In the month that Sam has been gone. I have died inside. There's nothing left of me anymore. I loved her. She was what kept me going all these years. If I didn't have her, I would have been dead a long time ago. And now she's gone. So I'm going too.
I'm okay with it. Really. I'm choosing to do this because heaven seems so… wonderful. I'm sorry that I am going to cause everyone pain and heartache when I die, but please know I didn't suffer. I'm happy. I'm going to a place where I've always dreamed of. I just have one request… actually two.
First, if you go into my sock drawer, find the black sock with yellow stripes. Inside is roughly $100,000 dollars. Use it to bail Carly out of jail. She never meant to shoot Sam. It was an accident. She was lowering the gun and accidentally pulled the trigger. I know my friend. She doesn't do well under pressure and that's exactly what happened that night.
Second, please bury me next to Sam. I want to be with her. Thank you, and goodbye" and he signed off. He got up from his desk and walked down the hall to his mom's room. She was sleeping perfectly sound with a little mask pulled over her eyes.
"Mom" Freddie shook her shoulders.
"Mom, I'm so sorry. I'm doing it because I'll be happy there with her. I promise. Your baby boy will be in good hands." Then he left the bedroom. He walked to the bathroom and opened the medicine cabinet over the sink. Out came his allergy pills. Then his Tylenol. And finally, his cold medicine. He stuck the containers in his pocket. Then he left the bathroom into the living room. He slipped on a pair of shoes and left.