Sam returned to the house to see Carly sitting at the table with a coffee sitting in front of her. Sam saw she was sad but didn't make any attempt to comfort her or to even say anything. Instead she wondered up into Carly's bedroom and lay on the bed. She sighed heavily as she thought about the letter she had dropped off at Freddie's house, maybe she had been too harsh but then again maybe she wasn't. She decided to stop thinking about it, she was getting a headache and when she got headaches everything went strange. She shook her head violently to get rid of her thoughts before she went to her bag and took out her phone. There was one new message from one of her clients, she slept with him once a week and she realised that she was supposed to have had an appointment with him last night. Shit, she mentally scolded herself. She quickly text him to say she was sorry about last night and that she would make another appointment with him soon. Then she took out her charger and plugged in her phone and left it as the battery charged. She then wondered aimlessly around the room thinking of things she could do, nothing came to mind. Soon it was evening and Sam decided she should try and make some money. She looked in her bag and grabbed one of her slutty outfits; she then slipped it on and looked in the mirror. She looked wrong, her makeup was too plain and her hair looked nice, quickly she back combed her hair and put on a thick layer of makeup. Feeling that she looked more normal she headed towards the fire escape and crept down the stairs until she was standing in the dimly lit streets of Seattle. She headed towards her regular bar where she knew there were plenty of people who would want her company, it was near Christmas too which meant people were more generous. As she arrived at the bar she slipped in through the door unnoticed before she hung her coat up and went to the bar, already men were looking at her as she sashayed gently and slowly. When she got to the bar she sat down next to a young man who seemed particularly interested in her, she smiled sweetly before ordering a vodka.

"I'll get that" The man said as a smile spread across his face.

"If you want to, go for it" Sam replied.

"I guess I will then. What's your name?"

"Sam, and yours?"

" Jake"

"Nice"

"Thanks"

"What's the matter?"

"Huh, what do you mean?"

"You seem upset"

"Well my girlfriend and I had a fight"

"Oh, what happened?"

"She was just getting annoying, I really want to get back at her with meaningless sex with no strings attached" He slyly looked up at Sam and smiled, "I've heard about your services, recommended"

"Really?"

"Yes"

"Wow"

"I am willing to pay you $250 for the best sex you have ever given"

"Deal"

"You want to get out of here?"

"Yes, please" After that Sam and Jake left the bar and proceeded to his house. The next morning Sam left after having pocketed $250, she smiled to herself. She had done good. She returned to Carly's flat but paused when she reached the door, Carly couldn't see her like this. Her clothes were ripped and slutty, her hair was messy and her makeup was smudged. Instead she went back out into the town and headed for a clothes shop, there she bought some jeans, an Abercrombie and Fitch jumper, a plain top and some Converse. She had spent the money she was going to use to get a new coat. She then headed to the Pharmacists and bought makeup remover and plain makeup and a hair brush. She then headed into the mall and went into the bathroom and changed into her clothes, she then took off the makeup she was wearing and applied some of the new things she got. Then she went to the mirror and brushed out the tangles in her hair. When she was done she headed to a Patisserie and brought some coffee and pastries for her and Carly to eat. She walked back to Carly's, she opened the door and saw Carly sitting at the table again with a phone set in front of her and her cell phone in her ear.

"She had blonde curly hair, blue eyes and is kinda short!" She was shouting down the phone at somebody. Sam realised she was talking about her; she quickly ran over to her and grabbed the phone put of her ear and hung up.

"Why did you phone the police?" Sam shouted.

"Because I thought you had been murdered and taken!" Carly replied.

"Well I'm here now!"

"But you weren't before, and anyway where were you?"

"I was with my mom!"

"Were you?"

"Yeah she phoned me last night and asked me to come over, I was going to tell you but I didn't want you to get all worried and go is that the right thing to do after what happened last time"

"Okay, did you go shopping this morning?"

"Yes, why and how did you know that?"

"Well because you have tags on all of your clothes and I like your outifit"

"That is embarrassing"

"Very" Carly added smiling.

"Thanks"

"You're welcome"

"Want some breakfast?"

"What did you get?"

"Coffee and pastries"

"Give me them!" Sam laughed as she handed Carly a coffee and some pastries, though deep down inside of her there was a nagging voice that was saying 'you lied to Carly, you LIED!' Sam ignored the voice as best as she could but it was still there, still nagging her.

Freddie woke up to the sound of someone singing, he rubbed his eyes before he realised Amy was cooking food. He shot out of bed and ran into the kitchen; Amy cooking normally meant that the whole house would catch a light at any moment.

"CALIFORNIA GURLS!" Amy sang loudly and out of tune, Freddie covered his ears before composing his posture and walking towards her. He gently tapped her on the shoulder

"Amy?" She turned around and smiled brightly, her teeth were bleached white and looked horrific.

"Morning baby" She replied and hugged him.

"Morning, are you sure you should be cooking?"

"Whys shouldn't I be?"

"Because when you do you kinda burn the whole house down" Freddie joked but Amy's face crumpled and she threw down her cloth and turned to face him.

"Shut up! I have to cook because you are too cheap to get a cook! If you had a better job we could have all those things that I want!"

"Ughh, I hate you! You don't even work!"

"Yes I do!"

"Oh yeah in a shop which loses more money than it makes and you only earn a few extra dollars a month!"

"At least I work, some of my friends don't!"

"I don't care!"

"Well you should!"

"Why did I marry you? I wish I had married Sam! At least I loved her!

"You were never gonna marry her, who wants to marry a bitch?" Amy scoffed, Freddie's eyes lit up with anger as he grabbed the pan that had bacon that had been cooking in it and threw it against the wall. Amy had fear in her eyes as she backed away towards the bedroom and shut the door before locking it. Freddie grabbed his car keys not caring that he wasn't dressed and went to his car and started the engine. He knew where he was going, he knew what he was going to do, he knew what he had to do.