"Fredward! Where are you going so early?" Freddie's mom asked him.
"Out," Freddie said quickly as he rushed out of the apartment.
"You come back here right now!" She screamed. Freddie ignored her and kept walking. He drove to the hospital. He hated the feeling they gave him. He walked in, and got chills down his spine. He walked to the front desk.
"Hello, ma'am, can I get the room number for Spencer Shay? I'm a friend," Freddie said.
"Room 302," she said quickly. She turned away and looked at the computer. He didn't think it would be so easy. He walked down the hall. He got to the room, he coughed and took a deep breath. He tried opening the door, but it was locked. "What?" he thought to himself. He jiggled the door knob a little more, but it didn't budge. He put his ear to the door, and heard strange moans. He jiggled the door knob more, and pushed against it hard. The door slammed open. Freddie was shocked by the sight.
Spencer lying on his bed with a nude nurse on top of him. Freddie shrieked.
"Spencer?!" Spencer and Ali turned their heads quickly, and looked at Freddie. Freddie was trying to hold back tears. He walked into the room and closed the door. "What are you doing with this.. this slut?!" Freddie screamed. Ali jumped off of Spencer. She started buttoning up her shirt, and putting on her skirt.
"Who are you?!" Spencer screamed back.
"This is all my fault. I'm so sorry, sir," Ali said while putting her hand on Freddie's shoulder, but Freddie slapped it away.
"Spencer! You can't have just forgotten about us, everything we had. I love you!" Freddie screamed. Spencer looked at him with confused eyes. Freddie dove in and kissed him. He kissed with him passion. Freddie backed up and looked at him. "Spencer?" Spencer shook his head, and he looked around the room.
"Freddie, what's going on?" Spencer asked.
"Spencer!" Freddie shrieked with joy. "I missed you so much, baby. I'm so sorry."
"I should be the one apologizing. I'm sorry for putting you through this. Where's Carly? I need to apologize to her too," Spencer said. He glanced at Ali.
"I'll leave you two alone," she said as she walked out of the room. Freddie jumped on Spencer and hugged him.
"I love you so much!" Freddie said.
"I love you too," Spencer said with a soft voice. He kissed Freddie on the cheek. Freddie and Spencer lied on his bed for hours. They talked about their future, and how they would get over this. Freddie eventually had to leave.
It was 10 P.M. Spencer just wanted to get out of this hospital. His nurse came in, and gave him a schedule.
"This will be your schedule of mental therapy and physical therapy," she said.
"Thank you, are you my nurse?" Spencer asked.
"Yes, but I won't be for long," she replied.
"Why not?" he asked her.
"It's a long story, but I'm quitting," she said as she began walking out. She opened the door and turned around, "I never got to introduce myself, I'm Ali, your former nurse," then she closed the door. Spencer thought that was strange. He looked at the schedules. They went on for a few months. He wanted to get out of there now. He put them down, and fell asleep.
Carly came bright and early the next morning; she brought Spencer waffles. She walked in, and he was just lying there. She walked up to him to wake him up. Flashbacks came of her walking in on his unconscious. Carly shook him, and he woke up. She was so happy to see his brown eyes. She smiled and said, "Goodmorning!"
"Goodmorning, Carly. I missed you!" Spencer said. She was so happy he actually knew who she was. She hugged him tight.
"Never scare me like that again," she whispered in his ear. She gave him his waffles. He ate them quickly.
"I haven't had real food in a while!" Spencer said. "I apologized to Freddie, so now I believe I owe one to you. I'm sorry for this, Carly. I didn't know what I was thinking. It just happened so quickly. I love you," Spencer said. He began to cry. Carly started crying too. They held each other. Then his new nurse came in.
"Spencer, time to go to therapy," she said in a dull voice.
"Sorry, Carly. I have to go. Come see me sometime soon!" Spencer said. The nurse put him in a wheelchair. Carly hugged him, and watched him get wheeled down the hallway. She drove back to her apartment. She started to clean the place up a bit. She organized their kitchen and closets. She cleaned the bathrooms. She mopped the floor.
Carly was finally done working. She put on a robe a slippers, and sat down on the sofa. She just wanted to relax. Her hand slipped down her robe; she had her hand placed over her vagina. Then she heard a knock at the door.
"What unpleasant timing," she whispered to herself. She got up, and opened the door.
"Hey Carly, I missed you."