She kissed me and walked away. What was I supposed to do? I called her name a few times, but she even looked back. I was confused. All of those years of abuse and banter were just a cover for her true feelings? Since when she liked me? Since when she knew? Why didn't she tell me before? Why she kissed me now? I had so many questions, but my legs wouldn't move to run after her and ask them. I was dumbfounded. I was wondering where she could be. How she was feeling. How she was coping with everything.

By the time I got home my head was a mess. A lot of feelings, I never knew I had, were mixed up. I spent years crushing on Carly… but to be fair, my crush was long gone. Since I saved her life and we dated for two short days, I realized that my feelings were just a fantasy of a lonely boy with a lunatic mother. Something from my childhood. Wasn't real. Wasn't love. With Sam things were different. She tortured me every single day, and it used to bother, but not anymore. It was almost like I was amused by her ways of making me miserable. I could easily dodge her punches, or win her over physically, but I chose not to. I mean let's face it… I'm taller and stronger. Ever since I started working out and take kickboxing classes, I changed. I was no longer that wimpy she could manhandle whenever she wanted to. However, watching her smile when she owned me was something I appreciated deeply, for some twisted messed up way I didn't comprehended.

The memories of the kiss were repeating over and over on my mind. I re-watched it a thousand times. Little by little, I could realize some things. Everything started to make sense. The reason why she chose to share her first kiss with me. The reason why she warned me about Carly's feelings when we dated. Why she would never leave me alone. Why? Why? Why? Was all I could think about. I was tossing and turning on my bed when some memory that always seemed too insignificant hit me like a tacko truck.

FLASHBACK

"You wanna break something else?" Carly asked our guest.

"Like Freddie's arm, Freddie's leg, Freddie's face?" Sam joked.

"Oh Sam if you're in love with me just say so" I joked.

She just made a weird noise in response. I did the same thing. We both let it go.

END OF FLASHBACK

She didn't say no. Why? Why she didn't say no? She never denied it. Was she already in love with me? Why haven't I realize this before? Man! I'm such an idiot! Now I know why she didn't say no, but why did I asked? Why? Do I have feelings for her? I needed to get my head straight. I needed someone to talk to. I figured she would be at Carly's; it would be difficult to talk to Carly without letting her know. I figured she needed her best friend more than me right now. What if she thought I still liked Carly? Because I didn't! But did I like her? I didn't know

Spencer! My older brunette friend's crazy head popped in my mind. I could talk to Spencer!

I called him. His phone rang three times before he answered.

"What's up Freddo?" he didn't sound sleepy even though it was three in the morning.

"Why are you awake?" I asked.

"Carly traumatized me today… I can't fall asleep" he said sadly.

"I need to talk to you about something" I cleared my throat.

"Sure. Come over here!"

"Is… Sam there?" I asked nervously.

"Yep."

"Then no… can't you come over?"

"Sure. Open the door" he hang up.