Chapter 2: Flash Back
-Freddie-
Is there a God?
I sure fucking hope so. Cause I need some serious forgiveness.
The scene plays out in my mind every day, every night. It's been making me depressed, and I can't even focus on my girlfriend, Lisa. She thinks I'm cheating on her, but she'll never understand how much I wished I could take back that moment in time.
Flashback:
"Sam! What the heck do you want? I told you and Carly to leave me alone…" I said.
"I know, Benson…I just wanted to tell you that you could never get a girl in your life," Sam said, purposely pissing me off.
"Oh yeah, and you could get a guy to slap your ass… Lay off the Weed, Puckett..." I said, storming mad.
"Sure, Sure, whatever, but I'm just saying…Oh, and I don't smoke weed. I'm not as retarded as you."
"Oh my FUCKING GOD! Will you shut the hell up? All I wanted was a breath of fresh air, and you come to piss me off? Shit, just get away from me!"
"Yeah. Sure. Oh, and I switched your shampoo with soap earlier."
"That's it…" I yelled, finally running over to her and pushing her.
She hadn't seen it coming. She tumbled off the fire escape, and gripped on the edge, swinging back and forth as the wind got worse.
"Freddie!" She yelled, frantically yelling for help.
"Shit! Sam!" I panicked, going into a state of shock.
"I…Love You…" she said, tears streaming down her face.
But I reacted too slow. She lost her grip on the edge and she fell off.
I watched her plummet to her death six stories down.
-End Flashback-
How? Why? I had no idea she loved me, but it all became clear. The constant teasing. The relentless hitting me and torture.
The guilt is on my heart and on my mind. I can't stop thinking about this. But I need to talk to Carly. She doesn't know the whole story. I was heading over to Washington over the vacation, so I was going to speak to her then. I hope she won't kick me in the balls. She has to accept my position. And We have to get over this. Like. NOW.
It's gonna be hard without Sam. I just realized that.