Disclaimer: Please see prologue.
Summary: Sequel to iLove the Dark. How have Sam and Freddie's lives progressed since they got together?
iHave Everything: Chapter 11 - Fight or Flight:
Jade returned to the lounge sometime later to find Sam staring blankly at the wall. Jade watched her for a moment and frowned when she realised she wasn't blinking.
"Sam?"
There was no response from the blonde.
"Sam." Jade repeated more loudly, moving closer.
Sam shook her head and sat up, shuffling over to make room for Jade beside her. The brunette sat down and Sam laid her head against her shoulder, fidgeting with a loose string on her blanket.
"You're allowed to change your mind you know," Jade said softly, "you can go home if you want to."
"I don't want to though," Sam reiterated.
"I don't believe you."
"Me neither," Sam's statement was so quiet Jade wasn't sure she was meant to have heard it. She wrapped an arm around Sam's shoulders, rubbing her arm comfortingly. She didn't know what was going on in her friend's head but she was really starting to worry about her.
"Everyone wants you to be happy."
"Marissa wants me to disappear."
"Marissa doesn't count; Freddie's not speaking to her."
"See, I'm already ruining his family and I'm not even part of it yet."
"You've always been part of Freddie's family."
Sam sighed wistfully and curled up tighter to Jade's side.
"Your baby needs its father Sam; don't you think Freddie deserves to know his child?"
"I'll send him photos."
"Sam!"
"He can see the child okay, I'll figure it out somehow."
"You wouldn't have to figure anything out if you'd just go home."
"When are you going to drop this Jade?" Sam stood up and turned to face the brunette. "Why can't you just accept the fact that Freddie and I are over?"
"Because you're not Sam, Freddie's still in love with you,"
Sam groaned exasperatedly,
"and you're still in love with him."
"Maybe I'm not, did you consider that?"
"You are, you said so yourself," Jade stood up too, glaring daggers and Sam took a step back, suddenly less sure of herself.
"This isn't up to you okay," she hissed, "it has nothing to do with you!"
"I'm your friend Sam, I'm trying to help you!"
"Then let me be!" Tears of aggravation began trickling down her cheeks and Jade clamped her lips together in an effort not to say anything too harsh. She counted to ten slowly in her head and then took hold of Sam's shoulders, looking her directly in the eyes.
"You and Freddie belong together Sam, you need each other." She said the words softly but with complete conviction and Sam could've screamed with frustration.
Shrugging Jade's hands off she stared straight back at the taller girl and took a deep breath to steady her voice.
"For the final time; Freddie and I are through. I'm not going back to his house, I'm staying here. You can go home any time you want. We are not talking about this anymore" She held Jade's gaze for a moment longer and then turned on her heels and walked out of the room.
Jade, stunned by Sam's emotionless tone and dead eyes, stumbled backwards and collapsed onto the sofa.
Shaking all over, she extricated her phone from her pocket and selected speed dial three.
Cat picked up on the fourth ring
-o-
Feeling completely hopeless Jade trudged into the living room, sitting down beside Sam who she was relieved to see still nestled on the couch, now covered in a heap of blankets.
They remained silent, neither knowing what to say and Jade sighed wearily, pulling her phone out and dialling Cat's number.
"Hi Cat," she greeted sombrely when the redhead answered.
Sam faintly heard Cat asking if everything was okay.
"I need a favour." Jade said, "I'm staying with Sam for a while longer, can you keep an eye on Beck and Ava for me?"
"You don't have to stay Jade," Sam croaked, her voice raw from crying, "Go home, your family needs you."
"You need me," Jade replied, covering her pearPhone's microphone. Sam shrugged and looked away, gazing absently out through the window.
"Thanks Cat, you're a treasure. How is everyone anyway?"
Suddenly Sam could hear Carly's voice through the line and then Jade was holding the phone near Sam's head, looking apologetic and anxious. Sam grimaced but took the device, holding it away from her ear as though afraid it might try to bite her.
"Sam," Carly breathed, "you have to get here now. Freddie..."
"What Carly, Freddie what?" Sam asked frantically, her throat closing up with dread at the terror she sensed in her best friend's voice.
"Freddie tried to kill himself."
Sam felt like all the oxygen had been sucked out of the room, her vision popping as her head swam. Jade's phone slipped from her hand, which was suddenly freezing despite the fact she felt like she was on fire. She was vaguely aware of the brunette telling Carly that they would be there A-SAP.
"Sam come on, I don't care what you say anymore; we're leaving this second."
Sam nodded, letting Jade pull her from the couch and guide her out of the room.
-o-
A day later:
Jade drove into the Benson's large garage and cut the engine, sliding her hands to the top of the steering wheel and resting her forehead against them.
"I feel sick," Sam quavered and Jade twisted her head to look at her.
"We're going to get through this," she reassured her and Sam nodded unsurely before they both exited the car and walked through a door that connected to the kitchen.
Taking a deep breath, Sam headed into the living room.
She stopped so abruptly that Jade walked into her and Cat giggled uneasily as Sam appraised her ex-fiancé.
The brunet was standing in the middle of the room, apparently helping Beck move the TV.
The second his eyes landed on Sam Freddie dropped the piece of technology and Beck, unable to support in by himself, hopped out of the way as it crashed loudly to the floor, the screen shattering.
The room fell under a heavy silence as everyone stared between Sam and Freddie.
Eventually, Sam took a step forward, crossing her arms over her chest,
"You look pretty good for someone who tried to commit suicide." She commented glacially. Freddie's face scrunched up in confusion as Carly moved in front of him, a deadly glare on her face, "Well you look awfully fat for someone who isn't pregnant anymore." She retorted.
"What?" Jade asked, looking at Sam accusingly, and the blonde looked down guiltily.
"You didn't?" Jade choked in scandalised disbelief.
"I..." Sam trailed off, tears pooling in her eyes. Freddie stared at her, his face devoid of any expression.
"I had to." Sam stammered. Freddie scoffed in disgust and sped out of the room. He didn't look back and Sam flinched when the door slammed behind him.
The collective state of shock was broken by Jade collapsing to the floor.
"Jade!" Beck exclaimed, rushing forward and scooping her up into his arms.
"She insisted on driving the whole way," Sam explained, "she needs sleep, and food."
Beck nodded and carried her back to the sofa, setting her down with her head in Cat's lap. He kissed her forehead and turned back to Carly and Sam who were now glowering at each other from opposite sides of the room. He hastily stepped between them and took hold of Carly's forearm warningly.
"You lied to me," Sam stated coldly, "I thought he was hurt!"
"He is hurt! You told him his child was dead Sam, how could you do that to him?"
"I guess we both lie to the people we love." Sam avoided the actual question.
"You know what Sam, you've done some pretty awful things in your lifetime but this is by far the worst."
"So you're judging me now?"
"You're so fucking stubborn sometimes that you'd rather act like a total bitch than admit you made a mistake." Carly exploded and Sam reeled backwards as though physically hit.
Cat let out a slightly hysterical sob and pressed her hands over her ears, her eyes clenched shut. Robbie shuffled closer to her, wrapping his arms around her protectively and glaring disapprovingly at Sam and Carly.
Sam pushed past Carly, making a beeline for the door. "I'm going to talk to Freddie." She announced and Carly grabbed her wrist.
"I don't think that's a good idea." She objected.
"You're right okay, I made a mistake; so let me fix it."
"If you screw this up..." Carly left her threat hanging ominously and Sam nodded mutely. Carly narrowed her eyes for a moment, scrutinising Sam and then she too nodded, releasing the blonde's wrist.
Sam walked through the hall doorway with a look similar to that of a prisoner being lead to the gallows.
Carly flopped into a chair and closed her eyes. It was up to them now.
To be continued: