A/N: HEY GUYS! So I was watching the iCTI sneak peeks, and I don't want to spoil anyone, but THE KISS IN THE END WAS OH MY GOD! Handsy Freddie! Handsy Freddie! So perfect! And the way they smile at each other, reminds me of iWill Date Freddie. Soooo cute. Anyway, I need you guys opinion in something. I was thinking about a break up soon. Who wants a break up? Let me know! Anyway. I gotta go, I'm sick (sniff) a very bad flue, and everything hurts, but anyway, gotta sleep, doctor's appointment in the morning! LOVE YA ALL!
Spencer's POV
There he was, talking to Brad like nothing was wrong. Laughing like the world is a beautiful place and joking like life is easy. And in the mean time, his girlfriend is taking a pregnancy test. How could he be so reckless? Is hard to believe that Freddie of all people would let something like that happen, but I guess I was wrong about him. He is a hormonal teenage boy after all. And Sam, what a shame, such a smart girl, I thought she would prove everyone wrong when they said this would happen sooner or later. Maybe I was wrong about her too. My baby sister would never let anything like that happen, she is smarter than that. Maybe some kids never learn.
"Spence, honey?" Maya called from behind me "you're distant... what's wrong?"
"Oh nothing, just thinking"
"You've been glaring at the boys for almost two minutes. Something is wrong" she said with her sweet voice.
"Nothing. Everything is okay..." Freddie and Brad were whispering something and then they started to laugh "that's it..."
"And then she said..." Brad stopped talking when he saw me "hey Spencer what's up?"
"What are you guys talking about?"
"Girls" Freddie said nonchalantly.
"Oh, girls? GIRLS!" I clapped.
"Yeah..." he said, looking at me like I was a freak.
"So? What are you talking about? Sex? Intercourse? Unprotected sexual relations? How you're stupid enough to do it without a condom?" I hollered.
"What the hell is wrong with you?" Freddie asked, standing up.
"Me? What the hell is wrong with you?" I poked his chest.
"Spencer?" Maya said, holding my arm "baby what's going on?"
"The question isn't what's going on; the question is why this is going on!"
"Dude? Are you high?" Freddie had the audacity to ask me.
"Dude? Are you dumb?" I replied comin closer to him.
"What the hell Spencer? What's going on?" Brad said, staying between me and Freddie.
"I'm so disappointed with you now Freddie" I sighed "I thought you were smarter than that"
"What are you talking about?" he asked almost desperately.
"I'm talking about the pregnancy test your girlfriend is taking right now"
"WHAT?" everyone said.
"What you just heard. I bumped into Sam, and she dropped a pink box on the floor, when I took to give it back to her I saw what it was. A pregnancy test. She admitted it was hers, and she must be taking it right now"
"That's not possible" he scoffed "it can't be hers because we never had sex"
"WHAT?" I asked.
"That's right, we never had sex. I'm a virgin, she is a virgin" he smiled "see. Impossible"
"But she told me it was hers" I said quietly.
"It can't be unless she is doing some sort of experiment" he chuckled "Sam can't be pregnant because she never had sex"
I was lost. If they never did anything then why is Sam taking a pregnancy test? I looked at Freddie, who looked back at me, waiting to hear I was wrong, then I looked at Brad who was pale. Why would he be pale? Unless he knows something. Unless he did something.
"Bradley?" he looked at me and gulped "what do you know?"
Freddie's smiled dropped and he looked at Brad with wide eyes.
"I don't know anything" he said weakly.
"Brad? What is he talking about?" Freddie asked.
"I don't know..."
"He knows something. And he is lying. I know a liar when I see one. Sam taught me"
"Brad?" Freddie crossed his arms waiting "Brad?"
"Look, before I say anything I want you to know that I'm not making any assumptions. I just heard something, and I didn't tell you before because... well because I didn't want you to worry in vain..."
"Just say it!" Freddie hollered.
"Alright" he took a sharp breath. I saw Gibby and Tasha walking downstairs "I overheard Sam on the phone with that guy... Pete"
"What were they talking about?" I asked.
"Some dirty little secret. I heard her saying she wouldn't tell Carly or you. That you were oblivious to this kind of things" the look in Freddie's eyes broke my heart.
"I'm sure it's nothing. She wouldn't do this to me" he forced a smile.
"Yeah... I'm sure" I said "but carry on"
"So... I talked to Carly about it and she said she would talk to Sam. Carly told me that Sam told her she was just keeping a secret for Pete"
"What secret?" Freddie asked.
"She said he was in love with Wendy, and she found out, but she was just keeping his secret and that he couldn't tell anyone because Wendy's new boyfriend is a jock and he would break his face" Brad didn't seemed all convinced with this story, and me neither.
"See..." Freddie said, a little desperately "there! It's nothing!" he chuckled, but the look on Brad's face made him stop "what?"
"I'm not entirely convinced that's truth" Brad said.
"Why not? What are you insinuating? That she's cheating on me?" I had to hold Freddie's forearms "let go of me Spencer!"
"Dude, I'm not insinuating anything alright? I just don't think this is truth, it doesn't mean anything" Brad said in his defense, taking a step back.
"She wouldn't do this to me okay! She wouldn't! You're delusional" he hollered.
"Then why the fuck is she talking with her ex late at night?" he hollered. Uh, bad move Brad. Bad move.
Freddie stopped moving, I figured he started to considerate what Brad just said. Instead, he jumped on Brad, out of nowhere, tackling him to the ground.
"Freddie!" I tried to take him off Brad, but he was strong as Hulk "Gibby! Little help!"
Gibby came running and helped me take Freddie off Brad. We held him, but he was still moving, his muscles threatening to rip the shirt open, his fists clenched and he breathing was ragged.
"Dude! You're an idiot!" Brad said, wiping the blood out of his mouth "I said that because I'm your fucking Friend and I fucking worry about you jackass!"
"If you were my fucking friend as you say you would've told me when you heard the conversation!" Freddie hollered, trying to escape "let go of me Spencer!"
"I didn't tell you because I didn't have any proof! I didn't want you to get hurt! But seems like that doesn't mean anything to you!" Brad turned to leave but came back again "you know what? Fuck you!" and he left.
"Let me go Spencer!" Freddie was fighting against me and Gibby to let go of him and I have to admit, he was winning "let go!"
"Only if you promise you won't go after him!" I said.
"Fine I won't!" I looked at Gibby and nodded, Gibby released Freddie, but it took me an extra minute to let go. I wanted to make sure he wouldn't follow Brad.
"Don't go after him!" I exclaimed.
"I won't. I have someone else to talk to now"
Sam's POV
Carly came out of the bathroom, holding that little white stick in her hands. I looked at her, her eyes were full of tears and my first thought was... FUCK! This cannot be happening. Carly pregnant at 17? That's wrong, this cannot be happening! This is against the force of nature! I should be the one getting knocked up at the age of 17, not her, this is not normal. I'm the one who supposed to be going to school with a gigantic belly. I'm the one who supposed to be a lousy mother, not her. But I would never be a lousy mother to a baby with Freddie's eyes. His nose. His teeth. His hair… Okay, that's enough! I stood up and walked over her.
"Shay?" I asked quietly.
"Its negative, Sam. I'm not pregnant" she smiled.
"My god..." I sighed "thank god!"
"Sam!" she wrapped her arms around my neck and hugged me. I hugged her back instantly.
"Cupcake! This is awesome!" we pulled away, still smiling. I wiped the tears off her face and kissed her moistened cheek "you're okay" I hugged her again "we're okay now"
"Girls!" Tasha came running into the room "girls!"
"What the heck Tasha?" I asked, pulling away from the hug.
"Something bad just happened" she said breathlessly.
"What?" Carly asked.
"Spencer told Freddie about some pregnancy test" my God no!
"No!" I screamed.
"Yeah. Freddie told him it was impossible for you to be pregnant, because you never had sex. Then Brad told Freddie something about some guy named Pete and Freddie attacked him"
"No, no, no... No!" I hollered "no! Carly! Brad promised! I'm going to lose Freddie! I can't lose him"
"Sam calm down!" Carly held my arms "calm down!"
"No Carly you don't understand! Freddie is going to think bad things! He is going to leave me!" the tears fell from my eyes, like a waterfall.
"He is coming here" Tasha announced "and he's not happy"
"Sam, wait!" Carly held my arm when I tried to exit the room "don't tell him, you can't tell him"
"If I don't tell him I'm going to lose him!" I hollered "he won't tell anyone I promise!"
"No Sam! He'll tell Brad or Spencer! Please!" she begged.
"Okay, tell them it's mine" Tasha said.
"Really?" I asked "what about Gibby?"
"I'll talk to Gibby okay? Just tell him it's mine that you bought it for me"
"Thank you so much" I said "It's okay now Carly. Let go"
"Okay" she sighed releasing me.
When I reached the door, Freddie was there, stiff as a board, glaring at me. His fists were clenched and his breath was uneven.
"We need to talk" he growled.
I looked straight into his brown eyes. I don't want to lose him, I'm scared, I'm so scared he's going to think that I had something with Pete, but I didn't. I don't want anyone else, the only hands I want wandering all over me are his, and no one else's. I love him so much I can't lose him. Not now, not ever.
"Freddie, let's talk I can explain" I tried to touch him but he jerked my hands away "please, it's not what it looks like"
"You better have a damn good reason for be sharing secrets with Pete and buying fucking pregnancy tests, when we never did anything" he growled.
"The test is mine" Tasha said, taking a step forward "I asked Sam to buy it, and didn't tell anyone"
"What?" Freddie looked between me and Tasha, not quite believing us.
"She asked me not to tell anyone, and when Spencer saw it, I freaked out! I didn't know what to do, so I told him was mine. I figured that the dumb ass was going to keep his mouth shut long enough for Tasha to take the test, so we could figure out what to do with the result" I explained.
"Is this truth?" he asked Carly, who nodded nervously "okay…" he took a deep breath "but that doesn't explain the Pete thing"
"Let's go to my room and talk about it" I offered him my hand, but he just walked away, ignoring me.
I sighed and followed him, before I exited the room I looked over Carly and Tasha. They gave me an encouragement look, I mean, Tasha did, Carly just looked scared shitless. I followed Freddie into the room and closed the door behind me. His back was turned to me, but I could tell he was pissed. I shouldn't have lied to him, but I also couldn't tell the truth, so I figured he would believe the same story I told Carly.
"Freddie?" I touched his shoulder, and this time he didn't push me away.
"I punched Brad in the face" he whispered.
"What? Why?"
"Because he told me that he didn't believe you" he remained quiet for a while "no… because I didn't want to believe what he was saying" he turned around "I love you so much Sam, tell me you didn't do anything and I'll believe you"
I controlled my tears, preventing them from falling again. Of all things he ever told me, this was the most beautiful of all of them. My word was all he needed, and even knowing that I'm a great liar, all he needs is to hear from me, anything that I have to say and he'll believe me.
"I didn't do anything. I don't want anybody else Freddie. All I want is you since I was fourteen; you really think I would ruin what we have just to fool around with any guy?"
"No" he whispered.
"I would never do that. I love you" I put my hands on his shoulders "the test wasn't for me. I promise you the next time you'll see me next to a pregnancy test will be after we're married"
His eyes went wider than I ever saw then go, and I wondered if I said something wrong. I know guys have a problem with marriage, but I never thought Freddie was one of those guys. And he wasn't, because one second later his lips curved into a huge smile.
"Married? You wanna marry me?"
"Are you proposing?" I scoffed "because if you are, I'll have to say no. We are way too young for that"
"Sam… you know what I mean" his hands went to my waist.
"I wanna get married some day, and have babies, and when I see myself with a family, you're always there by my side. You're the father of my children, you're my husband. You understand now that I don't want anyone else?"
"Yeah… sorry baby, I'm just a little insecure" he sighed "but what were you talking to Pete about?" his eyes got darker again.
"I'm going to tell you, but you have to promise to keep secret" I wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Sure" he nodded.
"Okay, remember that prank in the beginning of the semester? That one with the fire alarm and that a kid got hurt?" I hate to have to lie to him, but it's necessary, I made a promise.
"Yeah, that people thought it was you, but you were with me in the study hall" he sat on the edge of the bed, with me on his lap "I remember that when the commotion happened we hide behind the last bookshelf. I could never forget, I sheltered you with my body. We never had been that close before. And afterwards when we ran, you held my hand"
"Yeah… that was a good day. And I lied, I wasn't going to study hall, but then I saw you. And you were so freaking hot in that shirt I just had to eye sex you"
"Oh! Is that a fact?" he smirked.
"Oh yeah, you have no idea of how many sexual fantasies I had that day. And feeling you so close to me… only made me hornier" his jaw dropped.
"Anyway…." He cleared his throat "back to Pete"
"Okay. I overheard him talking with one of his friends the other day, and I found out it was Pete, who did the prank"
"And why are you keeping this secret?" he asked angrily.
I told him the same thing I told Carly. Do I feel bad for lying to him? Yeah. Do I have a choice? No. he wouldn't understand, and even if he did I made a promise, I can't back out now. Took a lot of convincing, to make him promise not to tell anyone. I played the sick grandma card, and it worked. I hate taking advantage of Pete's sick grandma, but he's doing this because of her, so I figured it wasn't a big deal. He told me the same thing Carly did, to stay away from Pete. I agreed because I don't want to do anything to make him think I feel something for Pete beyond sympathy, because I didn't and never would. After all the talk, we were just sitting on the porch, watching the birds flying.
"I have to apologize to Brad" he said after almost half an hour silent.
"Yeah baby, you do" I said, my head resting on his shoulder, his lap is so comfortable.
"I like when you call me baby" he toyed with my hair "I like it a lot"
"I know" I sighed "go talk to him fudgeface, he was only trying to help"
"I lost control, I'm so sorry"
"Don't tell me this, tell Brad. And go before the fireworks starts. Mama has to eat anyway" I said getting out of his lap.
"Right… I hope he forgives me" he said looking down.
"He will"
I told him to make up with Brad because he was his best friend, but I was a little pissed at Brad. He just made assumptions before coming to me. Of course I would lie to him too, but still, I thought he was my friend too. Apparently, I was wrong. Or maybe not, he probably figured that i wouldn't tell him the truth anyway. I would never tell him something I wouldn't tell Freddie and Carly.
Freddie's POV
I feel like an ass. The first time in my life I have a best guy friend, and I show it by punching his face because he was trying to protect me. I'm an idiot. I looked for Brad everywhere, but he wasn't at the house. Carly told me he went for a walk and I decided to wait for him at the porch. Soon the fireworks would be starting, but I'm not going to spend 4th of July in bad terms with my best friend. After everything that happened today I didn't want any more drama. The single thought of Sam being with someone else made me lose every ounce of control in my body, but I knew she wouldn't do that to me. I spotted Brad approaching the house and prepared myself to beg for forgiveness. He saw me, but didn't walk away.
"Hey" I said coyly.
"Hey" he said looking down. I noticed the spot where I hit him was red.
"Look man I'm sorry okay? I didn't mean to hit you, I wasn't mad at you; I was only out of my mind. I'm so sorry, I feel horrible" I snapped.
"It's fine. I should've told you sooner, but I didn't want you to think that I was insinuating things without proof" he shrugged "I probably should apologize to Sam"
"Yeah. I know that you're only trying to help and I'm sorry for the way I acted. I never had a best friend before, only the girls. I still don't know how this" I motioned between us "works"
"Me neither, but I guess we can figure out right?" he smiled.
"We can" there was a moment of silence "so? We're good?"
"Yeah dude"
"I'm sorry"
"Stop saying that!" he punched my shoulder. I never realized how skinny Brad really was "once is enough"
"Okay… promise no more secrets and lies? We'll tell each other everything now okay?"
"Sure thing" another awkward moment of silence "so… awkward guy handshake? Or sappy hug?"
"Awkward guy handshake" I said, offering him my hand.
He took my hand and we nodded, one second later, I don't know how we got there or who grabbed who but we were hugging. I patted him in the back and he did the same to me. It was a harmless friendly hug, but I gotta confess it made me happy. Like I said before, I never had a guy friend, well not a best guy friend anyway.
"Awwwww…" Carly said, next thing I heard was a click.
"Sam" we said, breaking the hug as fast as we could.
"Oh come on dorks! I never saw a nerdly hug, I needed a picture of this moment" Sam smiled.
"So everything is alright?" Carly asked.
"Not quite" Spencer said behind them "we have to have a talk, Sam, Freddie? We need to educate you about some… things"
"Oh no Spencer!" Sam whined.
"Yeah, go educate Gibby! The test was Tasha's" I said. I swear that maybe, from the corner of my eye, I saw Sam shaking her head and Carly muttering no… but it was too late. "Shit!"
"What?" Gibby hollered.
"Gibby… baby…" Tasha came from behind him.
"Gibby!" Spencer yelled "have you no shame?"
"Okay, settle down people" Maya said "Tasha? The test was yours"
"Uh" Tasha looked around, then took a sharp breath "yeah"
Next thing I know we hear loud thump and just like that Gibby was on the floor. Oh great. Half an hour later, after a lot of freaking out, Tasha explained to Gibby the test was negative, and he managed to calm down. I'm still surprised that he had sex. He had sex before me. Jesus, Gibby had sex. UGH! I don't want to get the visual, but the image doesn't come out of my head. Everything is okay now. Brad is not mad at me anymore, Sam wasn't cheating on me, and Tasha is not pregnant. Everything is fine.
"Come on girls! We're going to miss the fireworks!" Spencer hollered.
"What's up with girls? Why do they need three hours to get dressed?"Brad mused.
"We're going to the beach for Christ's sakes!" I hollered.
"I was finishing my make up!" Carly said coming downstairs.
"What do you need make up for? It's the beach" I said.
"Shut up Freddie" Brad said, looking at Carly like she was a mirage "you look amazing"
"Oh, it's your eyes" she said, batting her eyelashes. That's… a little pathetic, and it's coming from me.
"Okay Barly… enough with the sappiness" said Sam coming downstairs.
Jesus! She was pretty! Sam is not very fond of dresses, but when she wears them… my god it's worth the view. She was wearing a white dress, very loose with thin stripes and a black belt and black flip flops. Man she looked stunning. I guess my jaw was on the floor, because when she stopped in front of me she put her hand under my chin and closed my mouth.
"I know I look hot" she shrugged "let's see the fireworks"
"Let's go people, it's starting" Maya said dragging Spencer out of the house "we don't wanna miss it!"
We went out to the beach to wait for the fireworks. I hugged Sam from behind and she rested her head against my shoulder. Somebody put music on; somewhere in the beach near us Semisonic's Closing Time was playing. I know who I want to take me home, I know who I want to take me home, take me home. It was a quite nice song actually. I started to move to the sides, my arms wrapped around Sam.
"This is really nice" Sam said when the fireworks began "thank you"
"For what?" I whispered.
"For not being mad at me anymore" she said gingerly, gazing the sky.
"I don't have a reason. Right?"
"No. And thank you for stand up to your mom. I really wanted to be with you for the 4th of July" she whispered shyly, playing with the hair on my forearm.
"I really wanted to be with you too. So don't thank me" I kissed her ear.
"Okay… let's enjoy the fireworks then" she said, snuggling closer to my chest "no talking"
"No talking"
I looked around. Gibby was calmly sitting on a chair holding Tasha's hand. Spencer was lying on sand with a blanket underneath him and Maya by his side. Brad was sitting on a beach chair with Carly behind him, her legs and arms wrapped around him while she toyed with his hair and he rested his head on her shoulder. I looked over at Sam, so beautiful, with her eyes half open. She seemed so peaceful right now. I'm so glad the drama is over. Everything is fine.
Closing time. Every new beginning comes from some other beginning's end.
General POV
They arrived at the Bushwell Plaza the next day. Meanwhile, Mrs. Benson kept her promise and called Freddie only five times, just to see if he was okay, and he was. More than okay. Sharing a bed with Sam made him happy all day long. Nothing happened beyond some goodnight make out session and some grope fest, because although he wanted to takes things further, losing his virginity in a house full of people wasn't the idea of special he had in mind. He wanted this to be something Sam could never regret. Spencer dropped Gibby and Tasha at his house and drove Brad to his. Sam was going to stay at Carly's, that wasn't a surprise, since her mom went to New York for the 4th of July.
"It's so nice to be home" Carly said, dropping her bags on the floor "I think I'm going to unpack. Spencer carry my stuff upstairs?"
"Why does it have to be me?" he whined.
"Because you're my brother, Brad is not here and Freddie…" she looked around "well, he is eating Sam's face"
"Fine. But after this I'm going to Maya's" he looked at his girlfriend who was drinking a peppy cola.
"Just go put the bags upstairs so we can see a movie" she smiled.
"Be right back!" he exclaimed and ran upstairs.
"Thanks" Carly grabbed an apple out of the fridge "So? You're not going to really watch a movie right?"
"No…" Maya trailed off feeling embarrassed.
"It's okay" Carly shrugged "Yo Seddie!"
"What?" Sam asked annoyed, breaking the kiss.
"Break it off! Freddie, don't you have to go home and tell your mom you're alive?" she pointed.
"Yeah I do" he kissed Sam again "I'll be right back baby"
"Take your time" Carly hollered from the kitchen.
"Shut up Shay! Okay!" Sam locked lips with him one more time.
"Okay, let's go" Spencer said, grabbing Maya by the hand "I'll be back… when I'm back" he ignored Carly's eye roll and left.
"I should get going too…" Freddie nuzzled Sam's neck "miss ya already…"
"Oh please! Don't do this in front of me!" Carly whined "can you keep your mouths to each other? At least when Brad is not around?"
"Fine. Go" Sam shoved Freddie out of the door "get back soon!"
"Oh thank GOD!" Carly hollered grabbing Sam by the wrist "we need to talk, let's go upstairs"
Carly shoved Sam into her room and kicked the door, not enough to close. She wanted to talk to Sam since she got the result from the pregnancy test, but there was always someone around. The truth was, she felt relieved, but also felt like shit for not telling Brad the truth and almost cause Freddie to break up with Sam and Brad in the same day. Carly Shay couldn't deal with guilt, she wasn't good at it and keeping things inside only made her feel worse. She couldn't take her long and relaxing showers because Spencer would know something was wrong. Long story short, she was a mess.
"What?" Sam asked sitting on the bed.
"I feel like shit" Carly sighed and sat close to her friend.
"Why? The test was negative, you're not going to be a teenage mom, so? What's wrong?"
"I don't want to start my relationship with Brad by keeping secrets. I mean… he is so nice… I hate lying, you know I do!"
"Yeah, it sucks… but do you think you can deal with the consequences of telling him? I mean you don't know how he is going to react"
Freddie went home and dropped his bags on his bedroom. Mrs. Benson hugged him tight, and took Gun Smoke's big arms to make her let go. When he got into his bathroom he realized he had taken Sam's phone instead of his own. Grinning, he put his shirt back on and walked to Carly's apartment. Nor Sam, nor Carly were in the living room, so he figured they would be upstairs. Not bothering to call out their names, he just went upstairs looking for his girlfriend. When he reached Carly's room, the door was a little open, and he could hear their voices.
"So what do you think I should do? Do you think I should tell Brad?" Carly asked.
"I don't know kid. But I think it's you should at least relax since the test was negative" Sam replied.
What? What was she talking about? Freddie wondered. I mean, it's a good thing that Gibby is not going to procreate, but what that has to do with Brad?
"Thank God! I can't even imagine what I would do if I was pregnant… I mean Spencer would freak out!" Carly said a little horrified.
What? The test was Carly's? What the fuck is going on?
"Yeah, it would be more logical if I was pregnant at seventeen and not you" Sam scoffed "but I guess neither of us will get knocked up any time soon"
"I want to be a mother… just not now" Carly sighed.
I can't believe it! Brad didn't even tell me that they… oh my god, is everyone having sex before me? My life sucks!
"I can't even begin to imagine what Brad would do. I mean, he would leave me that's for sure"
No he wouldn't! He is not a jackass!
"You would be fucked up! I mean… having Griffin's baby? EW! He is a jerk-face" Sam said.
Griffin? Oh no… she didn't… how could she do that to Brad?
Freddie's POV
Why? Why would she do that to Brad? What's wrong with her? Brad is such a nice guy and she goes behind his back to do it with that jerk Griffin? Man, what's wrong with this girl? Now I get why Sam said the test was hers, she couldn't tell Spencer it was Carly's.
"I'm not going to tell him. Let's leave the past behind" she sighed "what he doesn't know can't hurt him right?"
"I don't know Carls… that's what you wanna do? Lie to him?"
"All I know is that I don't want to tell him"
That's it! What am I supposed to do? Sit back while she keeps this from him? And who did it once can do it again. I'm not going to let her do that to Brad, not again, he deserves to know. I pushed the door open… no scratch that, I kicked the door open making Sam and Carly stand up in one quick motion.
"What the fuck Carly?" I hollered.
"Freddie…" she tried to explain.
"How much did you hear?" Sam asked.
"Enough to know what she did. What the fuck? Why did you do this? Why?"
"Freddie it's not what you're thinking" she began but I interrupted her.
"It's not what I'm thinking Carly, it's what I heard!" I hollered.
"Freddie shut the fuck up!" Sam said a little too calm.
"No Sam, I won't I can't believe it! How could you cheat on Brad?"
"What? No I didn't cheat on Brad!"
"Oh, so you sleeping with Griffin is not cheating?" I scoffed.
"It was before. It was before I even went on a date with Brad" she hollered.
"Oh…" I trailed off.
"Carly… tell him the truth" Sam said.
"Okay… sit down Freddie, let me tell you a story"
After Carly told me what happened I had one thought in my mind: I'm going to kill that motherfucker! Sam had the same thought I did, for the look on her face, but Carly forbid us, she said it would draw too much unnecessary attention and drama, and she didn't need that. I can't believe Carly would fall for the I need a love proof shit, I thought she was smarter than that and apparently so did she.
"Okay, I won't do anything, but you gotta tell Brad" I warned her.
"Why? This is over, we don't need to bring it up ever again"
"Carly… I don't care, he deserves to know the truth, you can't fool him like that"
"But Freddie… what if he leaves me?" her eyes were full of tears… but Brad deserves the truth, I don't care what comes next, he needs to know.
"You gotta be honest. Yes, there is the possibility that he might break up with you, but you've got to deal with the consequences of your mistakes"
"He's right Carly" Sam backed me up.
"But-"
"No! You tell him or I will" I told her "do it soon"
"I will…" she sighed "I'm afraid"
"It's okay Carls… it will be okay, but you need to be honest" Sam told her.
"Alright… I'll tell him tomorrow" she wiped the tears of her face.
"Group hug?" Sam asked.
"Sure thing" I said, opening my arms "you're sure you don't want us to break his face?"
"No… I'm fine" she said, snuggling into my chest.
Sam smiled at me and I smiled back, hugging her tighter. We hugged for about a minute, when my phone beeped. It was text message from my mom.
From: Mom
Fredbear, Lewbert didn't deliver the mail today, can you go downstairs and get it?
Thank you little bunny!
"I gotta go do something for my mom" I announced.
"Ah… no! Come on, you just got here!" Sam whined.
"I know babe. I'll be right back she just wants me to get the mail" I kissed her nose "I'll be back real quick"
"Okay…" she sighed "I'll be waiting"
"I'll be back" I kissed her one more time.
Carly has two days to tell Brad, if she doesn't do it, then I will. I know this will break his heart, but since it was before him, it isn't all that bad. I wanted to kill Griffin, he is such an asshole, but it wasn't all his fault, Carly is a grown up girl and she should know better. I pressed the elevator button, waiting and thinking. I'm so grateful that Sam and I don't have secrets, well… not anymore. When the doors opened I saw Patrice inside… great! I'm not sure what to do now…
"Get in Freddie… I'm not going to bite you" she said with a smile.
"I don't know if I should…" I trailed off.
"Oh come on! You asked me to back off and I didn't, didn't I?" she said annoyed.
"Yeah but…" Sam is going to go batshit crazy if she finds out "I don't think it's a good idea"
"Listen, I'll stay in this corner of the elevator…" she leaned against the right corner of the elevator "and you can stay in the other corner"
"Okay…" I got into the elevator and practically morphed into the left side wall "alright… lobby?"
"Lobby" she pressed the button.
This is too weird. I mean… last year she used to avoid me when we were into the elevator together, even though our mom's were friends and we were in the same class. And now… now she is sneaking glances at me when she thinks I'm not looking… this is all too weird. Thank God she didn't try to start a conversation, because if she did I wouldn't be sure of what to do. Two floors beneath mine the power died. Great! FUCK!
"Shit! The power is dead! Shit, shit, shit!" I hollered.
"Oh my God… do you have a light or something?" she asked.
It was pretty dark inside the elevator, and I couldn't see shit. Okay… alright… it's alright. I grabbed my phone and pressed any button.
"I have my cell phone… fuck this is bad!" I put my hand on my head.
"I hate darkness…" she confessed "God… I wanna get out of here!" she screamed punching the doors.
"Hey… hey" I held her wrists "relax okay? I'm pretty sure the power will be back soon"
"I don't like… to be… in… spaces… dark… closed…" she said breathlessly.
"Okay Patrice you have to calm down alright…" I rubbed her arm "you'll be okay… you're not alone, I'm here"
She nodded and wrapped her arms around my neck, shaking. Shit! So much for being a gentleman… Man, what do I do? Do I push her away? Do I pat her in the back and ask her to back off? What should I do? I didn't have to do anything because she let go of me and sit on the floor, sobbing. Okay… I don't like to see girls crying… shit, what did I get myself into?
Sam's POV
I was sitting on Carly's loveseat with her head resting on my lap. She was sad, and scared to tell Brad the truth and lose him. But we all have to deal with the consequences of our mistakes. That was deep, and made me shiver a little bit. The day will come when I'll have to tell Freddie the whole truth, and honestly I don't know how he will react. I guess that he will be upset because I lied, but once he knows why I lied, maybe he'll forgive me. I was rubbing Carly's arm when suddenly the power died.
"Shit!" I hollered, almost threw Carly on the floor.
"Oh my god…" she sniffed "the power died"
"Freddie… he was going downstairs… let me call him" I searched desperately for my phone dialing his number.
"Do you think he's still in the elevator?" Carly asked standing up.
"Oh my god you're right… pick up Freddie…! Oh hey, where are you?" I asked when he picked up.
"I'm stuck in the elevator"
"Oh my god… what floor?"
"Two floors bellow you… Sam I need you to calm down…" he whispered.
"What? Why? What's wrong?" I freaked out "are you hurt?"
"No… uh… I'm not alone in here" I could hear him gulping.
"Oh no… Is that bitch in there?" I growled.
"Yeah… but relax okay, everything is fine"
I don't know if I my breathing was uneven, or if I was hyperventilating, but I felt out of breath. That bitch… with him… alone in the dark… inside a small elevator…
"Sam? Sam?" next thing I knew Carly was shaking me "Sam!"
"Sam? Are you okay?" Freddie asked.
"I'm going there, keep talking. Stay on the phone with me… don't stop talking" I ran out of Carly's apartment, with her flowing me right behind "you said two floors right?"
"Yeah. Sam you don't have to worry… be careful okay, the stairs is dark!" Carly grabbed one of Spencer flashlights and lit up the way.
"Just stay on the phone with me Freddie!" I ran to the floor he was, faster than I ever ran before "what is she doing now?"
"Nothing… Sam this is ridiculous, you need to relax!" he whispered.
"I don't care! Just stay on the fucking phone!" I hollered "okay I'm here" I banged on the elevator door "Freddie?"
"I'm here!" he yelled "my phone is dead… my battery is gone!"
"It's okay. I'm here now…"
"Sam… you got to calm down alright" Carly said from behind me.
"Carly?" I whispered.
"Yeah…?"
"Patrice is in there with him!" I hissed.
"Holy shit!"
"Yeah!" to my relief the power came back "Freddie! The power is back… try to open the door!"
"Is not opening!" he banged on the door.
"Oh my god…" I walked around in circles "Carly…? Go get Lewbert!"
"Okay" Carly disappeared.
"Freddie! Talk to me!" I hollered.
"I'm okay… I'm here… I'm-" suddenly there was a loud bang.
"Freddie? Freddie?" I banged on the door "what the fuck just happened? Freddie? Are you in there?"
Freddie's POV
I don't know what happened, in a minute I was talking to Sam, the other the elevator was moving, and I heard a loud bang. I looked around, Patrice was on the floor, knees pressed against her chest, arms wrapped around her legs and head down. I moved closer, trying to see if she was okay. Doesn't matter what she did in the past, what matters is that she needs help right now and I'm not a jerk.
"Hey? Are you okay?" I asked, pushing her hair out of her face.
"I'm fine… what happened?" she sobbed.
"The elevator moved… I don't know where we are, nothing is working" I said, sitting next to her "are you okay?"
"Why do you even care?" Patrice lifted her head and I could see that she's been crying.
"I would do this for anyone" I rubbed her arm "I don't know how long we're going to be here, so I need you to relax okay?"
"You should hate me. I tried to sabotage your relationship. I'm a bad person" she started to cry again.
"Listen… I don't think you're a bad person, you're just a little…" bitchy?
"Bitchy?" she added with a laugh.
"Well…" I trailed off.
"Is the only thing I know how to be…" she confessed.
At that moment I felt sorry for her. What kind of person thinks that about herself? She's just reminded me of Sam, always thinking less of herself.
"Patrice I'm sure that's not truth" I wrapped my arm around her shoulders.
"Oh but it is… I've been told" she chuckled "this" she pointed at her body "is the only good thing I have and I thought that if I offered it to you, you would like me back… but you're different"
"I don't know who told you this, but I know he was a jerk, or her. I'm sure there is so much underneath all this" I squeezed her arm "but if you can't see it, then nobody will"
"You're so different from everyone I've ever met… I thought you would feel attracted to me, and at the beginning I only wanted to corrupt you. But after that day in the hallway when you told me to back off… I don't know, I saw you, I really saw you and you were different from every guy that I've met. You made me want to be better"
I didn't know what to say. I loved Sam, and I was certain of that, but hearing these things made me a little flattered. I remained in silence for a while, I never had to reject anyone before, I didn't know how to do it, and now she's telling me these things… I don't know how to react.
"It's okay you know? You don't have to say anything" she shrugged "it's just the way you talk to her… nobody ever talked to me like that"
"I'm sorry… listen I don't know who told you that you're nothing more than your body, but he or her is wrong" I squeezed her "I'm sure of it"
"Oh, but you don't know half of it… if you knew… you would think the same thing they do" she sobbed.
"Try me. Tell me" I said seriously "come on, you can trust me, I won't tell anyone"
"Not even Sam?" she wiped the tears off her eyes.
"Not even Sam" I reassured her.
The idea of keeping any secret from Sam does not please me, but what else can I do? This girl seems so damaged, so broken, and I have a superhero complex, I just have the need to help everyone that needs. Maybe there is more to her than I care to imagine, maybe she's just like a wounded animal. You don't always have to sacrifice it; sometimes you only have to remove the thorn.
Carly's POV
"So? Come on Lewbert where are they?" Sam hollered at that useless doorman "do something! Open the fucking door!"
"Samantha? Calm down" Marissa put her hand on Sam's shoulder.
It was Spencer's idea to tell her what was going on. When she walked like crazy into our apartment, he couldn't shut up. I thought she would freak out, but she remained calm while Sam lost her mind. Gun Smoke knew a guy who fixes elevators, but Lewbert is being a bitch about it. I guess that's just jealous that Gun Smoke is Marissa's boyfriend. Sam was close to break his face. Spencer and Maya were there too, and even Brad. I was feeling extremely uncomfortable around him.
"Calm down? My boyfriend is stuck inside a fucking elevator with that bitch and you tell me to calm down?" she screamed.
"Sam, you need to calm down, acting like this is not going to help" Gun Smoke said.
"Where is my daughter? Is she okay?" Patrice's mom came running "where is she Marissa?"
"We don't know yet. But don't worry, Freddie is there with her" Mrs. Benson comforted her.
"UGH!" Sam growled, earning a glare from Mrs. Benson.
"She's fine" Marissa reassured Patrice's mother.
"You don't understand, she is claustrophobic… she can't be in closed spaces for too long"
"They're at the basement" Loone, Gun Smoke's friend said "I think I can fix it from there"
"Let's go! What are we waiting for?" Sam growled "Let's go, let's go people!"
"Alright, alright!" Spencer said.
"Hey baby" Brad wrapped his arm around my shoulder.
"Hey… listen honey, we need to talk afterwards okay?" I whispered.
"Sure. What about?"
"Just stuff… let's go"
Loone, was trying to fix the elevator doors, but it was hard for him to do that with Sam yelling at him. The first thing she did when we got there was bang on the door and ask Freddie if he was okay. He said he was fine and asked her to calm down. Of course she didn't, and I understand, I mean, imagine having your boyfriend stuck inside a elevator for more than half an hour and with a girl who has the hots for him? It sucks, I know I would be freaking out right now.
"I'm almost there…" Loone said.
"Then do it! Come on!" Sam growled "hurry up"
"Sam… calm your tits" Brad said earning a glare from Sam "Freddie is fine. Won't you man?"
"Yeah… it's just a little hot in here, but other than that, we're okay!"
"Hot? HOT?" Sam yelled "what does that mean?"
"He's talking temperature Sam" Brad patted her shoulder, but she pushed his hand away.
"Yeah baby, it's really stuffy in here"
"Alright… I'm done" Loone pressed a button and suddenly the elevator's doors opened.
"Thank God!" Sam yelled throwing herself at Freddie "are you okay?" she asked, climbing on top of him, arms and legs wrapped around him, her head pressed against his shoulder.
"Yeah I'm okay…" he rubbed her back "just a little sweaty. You shouldn't hug me… I'm disgusting"
"I don't care Benson!" Sam said, glaring at Patrice, who just exited the elevator.
"Oh honey" Patrice's mother was hugging her daughter, but not the same way Sam was hugging Freddie "are you okay?"
"Yeah mom… I'm fine" she wiped the sweat out of her forehead "I'm fine now" she sneaked a glance at Freddie, who smiled sympathetically.
"Okay, let's go home" Patrice's mother took her home.
"Can I hug my son now?" Marissa asked Sam, who had her arms and legs wrapped around Freddie.
"No" she whined, face pressed against his shoulder "I'm not letting go"
"Sam…" Freddie chuckled "I'm all covered in sweat, I'm disgusting"
"I TOLD YOU I DON'T CARE!" mumbled against Freddie's shoulder.
"Come on Sam, we all want to hug him!" Spencer said.
"Don't care" she held him tighter "you're okay right, baby?" I could hear her whispering.
"I'm fine blondie" he rubbed her back and kissed her shoulder.
Freddie pulled away just a little bit, enough to kiss her. And oh boy he kissed her, like we're not even there. I knew Sam and Freddie liked to suck on each other's faces, but I never imagined it was like this… with such passion. Mrs. Benson seemed very uncomfortable about that, so she cleared her throat.
"If you don't let go, I'm going to hug you too" Mrs. Benson said.
"Fine, you got one second" Sam pulled away reluctantly, crossing her arms.
"Thank you" Marissa glared at her "I was so scared honey"
"I'm fine mom" he whispered.
"Enough… Carly is your turn" Sam yanked Marissa off Freddie and shoved me against him "make it quick"
"Okay, alright" I chuckled, wrapping my arms around his broad shoulders.
I hugged Freddie very quick, making room for Spencer and Maya. Gun Smoke shook his hand and patted his shoulder. When was Brad's time, Freddie offered his hand, and Brad took it, using it to bring him closer to a manly hug. Sam yanked Brad off him, just like she did with Marissa, throwing herself at him once again, wrapping her legs and arms around him. Marissa complained that it wasn't an appropriated position; Sam just stuck her tongue out at her and buried her head against Freddie's shoulder. Lewbert told us to get out of there, and we're all headed to our destinations. Spencer went back to Maya's, Marissa and Gun Smoke dragged Freddie back to the apartment. Sam refused to let him go, so he carried her there with him, while Brad followed me back to the apartment. Every step I took, my heart sank a little bit. I was scared shitless that he was going to leave me after what I had to say. I never found someone as good as Brad, and now I'm about to lose him. Life is so unfair. I opened the door and threw myself at the couch, sighing. It's time…
"Brad, please, sit here with me" I patted the spot next to me, telling him to sit down.
"What's up honey?" he kissed my neck.
"Brad we need to talk" I sighed.
"What about?"
"Yesterday"
"Is this bout my fight with Freddie, and the things I've said? Because we've work this out…" he explained "but I know that I still need to apologize to Sam"
"No… it's about the test… listen, not matter what happened in the past, you are the coolest guy I've ever met. I like you so much" I fought the tears that were threatening to fall.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, a little confused.
"The test… was mine" I confessed.
"How? We never did anything? Unless…" he trailed off.
"It was before you. It was before we even went to prom, or on a date, or even kiss. This was before I even like you the way I like you now…" I mumbled "you gotta know that I never cheated on you, this was way before us… please don't break up with me" my tears fell against my will.
"So… it was before me?" I nodded "tell me what happened"
Sam's POV
"So?" I asked him when he exited the bathroom.
"So?" he replied while drying his hair.
"What happened inside that elevator?" I snapped, unable to hold back anymore.
"Nothing. she just sobbed the whole time, something about having claustrophobia or something" he shrugged.
"Oh…" I watched he putting a shirt on "so?"
"Sam… please stop. Alright?" he said with his back turned to me while he brushed his perfect hair.
"What?" I sat on his bed.
"Nothing happened. Absolutely nothing. I mean, she was too terrified to make a move on me" he sat next to me on the bed.
"You swear?"
"Yeah. I swear" he crossed his fingers "she's not that bad you know" he said after a while.
I looked at him, shocked. How dare he say that? The girl tried to break us up more than once and he's defending her?
"What? Did I just heard I think I heard?" I snapped, standing up in one quick motion.
"Okay listen, I didn't say I was in love with her or something. I just said she wasn't all that bad" he shrugged.
"Freddie… I swear to God!" he raised his hand for me to shut up.
"Look, you wanna know what happened in there?" I nodded "we talked. We had a conversation; I was trying to distract her so she wouldn't freak out" always a gentleman.
"What did you two talked about?" I asked cautiously.
"You" he said simply.
"Me?" great, she tried to poison him again.
"Yeah" he smiled.
"What about me?"
"She said that she thought it was very sweet the way I talked to you. Or about you. She said no one ever talked to her like that"
"For obvious reasons" I scoffed.
"Sam…" he glared at me "let's not judge what we don't know"
"See? You're defending her again" I protested.
"No, I'm not" he put his arm around me "look, forget it okay? Forget about her, she's not trying to break us up anymore. And even if she did it wouldn't work"
"How do you know that Fredward?"
"Because I do. And even if she did, it wouldn't work, because I love you and I wouldn't want anyone else" he kissed the side of my head "let me take you home, tomorrow I have to wake up early to pick up my glasses. My mom paid them an extra for they to make it quick, she thinks that I'll go blind or something"
"Oh…" I smirked "can I come along?"
"No. But I'll come back to your house… I want it to be a surprise, besides we can't afford having you pouncing me in the streets" he smirked and I shoved him.
"Stupid cocky nerd" I smiled, he was right, I would pounce him as soon as I saw him wearing those glasses.
"Let's go princess. Let me take you to your castle" he bowed.
"Nerd…" I followed him out the door, holding his hand "you swear right?" I asked when we reached the hallway.
"Swear. I'll come by really early, so be awake" he pressed the elevator button.
"No, that nothing happened. You swear nothing happened?"
"I swear to God!" he crossed his fingers "nothing will ever happen, because I'm too busy loving you, so forget about that. You don't need to worry" he rubbed my arm.
"Won't you scared?" I asked him pointing at the elevator.
"About what? The elevator?"
"Well, this shit just malfunctioned today… don't you think it could… I don't know… break again?"
"Loone fixed it, didn't he? And besides… I don't think is all that bad get stuck with you inside an elevator" he wiggled his eyebrows.
"You're such a boy" I chuckled, following him inside the elevator.
"At least you admit I'm one" he shrugged pressing the lobby button.
"Yeah, yeah… but you're the girl in this relationship" I mocked.
"Ha, ha" he wrapped his arms around my waist, bringing me closer "so that makes you a lesbian" he whispered against my lips.
"Shut up" I smacked his shoulder.
Freddie drove me home and we said goodbye quickly, because Mrs. Benson kept calling him to go home. I hate when she does that, and she does that every time we're making out. Talk about cockblock. I know that she puts up with me because of Freddie, and although she's treating me better, I'm sure she still thinks that I'm going to corrupt her oh-so-innocent-son. I do want to corrupt him someday, but I'm pretty sure Freddie isn't oh-so-innocent anymore. He told me nothing happened with Patrice, then nothing happened. Freddie can't lie, he's never been good at it, and probably never will. Besides, I trust him with my life, I know he wouldn't lie to me, and that was the certainty which helped me sleep. Freddie wouldn't lie.
He wouldn't lie to me.