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Chapter 2

Well Dani (my older sister) read my first chapter last night and said:

"Where's the rest?"

"That's all," I answered, "This was going to be a one chapter thing. I have a lot of stories to work on."

"No," Dani said pointing at the word document, "You have this story to work on."

So yeah, I either do the rest of this story or face murder…

I chose to continue the story.

I hope that you enjoy!

Lovezz, Hugzz & Tacozz,

Mizz Maddnezz

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"Alright Sam," Carly said tossing her bag over her shoulder, "Freddy has his Sweater Stitching Seminar in thirty minutes with his mom so we have to get going."

"Yeah," Sam said as she stood awkwardly in the doorway of her apartment.

"Remember, you have to talk to your mom about everything okay?" Carly said smiling, "Things will only get worse if you keep waiting."

"Yeah I know," Sam said staring at her feet, "I'll talk to her tonight."

"Okay Sam," Carly said turning to Freddy, "Let's get going before your mom starts calling us again."

"I'll see you guys later," Sam watched as her two friends started to walk away. She turned around and closed the door behind her locking it. She pressed her back against the door and stared down at the grimy floor. She slowly slid down the down until she was crouched on the floor, the doorknob pressing against the back of her head. She wrapped her arms around her knees and closed her eyes.

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"Hey how's Sam?" Spencer asked as Carly walked in and set her bag down onto the couch. He was standing on a ladder gluing pictures of rabbits on a giant stuffed Santa Claus in a neon green bathrobe.

"You don't want to know," Carly said laying on the couch next to her bag and curling up.

"Well, no point in not telling me," Spencer said as he reached up to put a picture on the top of the red hat, "I'll find out eventually."

"She's pregnant," Carly said putting her arm over her eyes.

"She's what?!" Spencer gasped as he turned around, forgetting he was on a ladder, and fell to the tile with a loud thud.

"I'm not going to ask what that noise was," She sighed.

"What do you mean she's pregnant?" Spencer asked pulling himself up using the couch.

"What I mean by that is she is carrying a baby," Carly said sitting up.

"Who is the father?" Spencer asked, "Please don't tell me it's Freddy."

"No," Carly said rolling her eyes, "you don't know the guy."

"Carly, this is a serious issue," Spencer said standing and turning in a circle looking on the ground, "Where is my hot glue gun?"

"I know this is serious," Carly said shaking her head.

"I have to go to the bathroom, than I need to talk to you," Spencer said walking away.

Carly sat on the couch staring at the coffee table. Her mind whirled with thoughts.

"Oh my god Carly!" Spencer yelled from the other room, "The hot glue gun is stuck to my head!"

Carly sighed and stood. She walked into the kitchen, opened a drawer and pulled out a pair of scissors. She twirled them in her hand as she walked back to Spencer's bathroom.

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Bang!

Sam flinched at the sound of the door slamming closed. She could hear her mom and another man's voice talking and laughing. She hadn't heard the door open from her bedroom. She stood and took a deep breath. She walked out into the living room where her mother was with a random man on the couch as they shared a drink from a bottle of unidentifiable liquid.

"Mom," Sam said quietly.

"What do you want?" Her mother asked uneasily looking over to her.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" Sam said quietly.

"Make it fast," her mother said standing. Sam led her mother into her bedroom. She closed the door.

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"Is the missing hair noticeable?" Spencer asked trying to see the back of his head in the mirror.

"Of course not," Carly said staring at the bald spot in the back of Spencer's head.

"Hey can I come in?" Freddy asked poking his head into the apartment.

"Sure, come on in," Carly said setting the scissors onto the counter.

"Hey Spencer what's with-" Freddy asked pointing at the back of his head and looking over at Carly who started shaking her head franticly.

"With what?" Spencer asked turning around.

"Oh. Nothing," Freddy said quickly.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

They all turned to the door at the sound of the soft knocks. Carly stood from the chair where she had been sitting and walked up to the door. She opened it slowly. Sam stood there with tears on her face crossing her arms self-consciously. On the floor next to her was a packed duffel bag.

"Hey Carly, can I spend the night?" Sam said softly.

"Of course," Carly said, "But it's a school night. Will your mom be okay with it?"

"She doesn't mind," Sam whispered bowing her head, "She kicked me out."

"Oh my god Sam," Carly whispered. She looked back at Spencer who was already beside her. He took Sam's hand and led her into the room. He took her to the couch and set her down. Carly picked up her duffel bag and carried it in setting it on the floor next to the couch.

"My whole life I've helped my mom," Sam said through gritted teeth, "I spent years cleaning her up after she came home drunk, years of cooking her soup when she ha d a hangover and feeding her ibuprofen through headaches. All I have done for her and she throws me out for being raped."

"Sam," Spencer said her hands cupped in his own, "You need to listen to me okay?"

Sam looked up at Spencer, her eyes glistening with tears.

"What your mom just did to you was horrible. I cannot believe that she could do something like this, especially to you Sam. I am absolutely disgusted by her actions. At your state all that you need is someone to hold you and if your mom is not willing to do this for you, she is even lower than the person who did this to you in the first place," Spencer said placing his hand on her stomach, "And no matter what, even if your mother isn't going to help you, nothing in this world is going to stop me, Carly and Freddy from being here for you every step of this."

"And was she ever really a mother to you, anyway?" Carly said, "She doesn't deserve to be the grandmother of this beautiful baby that you will raise. She doesn't even deserve you as a daughter."

"You can't spend the night though," Spencer said. Sam looked up at him confused. He smiled and spoke, "You are invited to spend the rest of your life here if you need. I will call your mom tonight and make all the arrangements for the papers. You will have your own room. I can move my workshop into my room. There is plenty of space."

"I don't know what to say," Sam whispered looking at Spencer and Carly.

"Say yes," Freddy said from where he was leaned against the counter watching, "What else would you say?"

"Well then," Sam said with a soft smile, tears running down her face, "Yes, yes I'll stay."

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Sorry about the short chapter. The next one will be longer. I promise ^^