Warning: in the end of the chapter, there's a very heavy lemon, see the thing is, I don't write lemons as I said before, my friend Anna does. So saturday was her b-day so she made me promise I would use this lemon. She'll kill me, but I didn't like it, but she's my friend and I didn't have any money to buy a gift, so *shrug*. So, if you don't like heavy lemons, just skip to the very last sentence, it's all you need to know about next chapter.
…I just need a little of your time, a little of your time.
To say the words I never said.
Just need a little of your time, a little of your time.
To show you that I am not dead...
(Maroon 5 – Little Of Your Time)
Sam's POV
Two days after all the commotion on Freddie's apartment, we agreed on spending some time apart. Since we broke up and got back together, we've been anything but ourselves and maybe what we needed was some time apart with our friends, doing things we used to do before this whole mess begun. That's why I'm with Carly and Wendy at the Build a Bra right now. I miss hanging out with my friends, especially Carly. And Freddie is out there somewhere with Gibby and Brad, doing his techy nerd things.
Of course before we agreed on spending some time apart, we went to the hospital to visit Sophie. She was more than thrilled to know I got my shit together and fixed my mistakes. She was also worried about Freddie, and hugged him for ten minutes as soon as she saw him. Soph was such a sweetheart, I was so happy that we were on good terms again, she was important to Freddie, and to me as well. If I ever had a daughter, I wanted it to be just like her. Freddie was so happy to know she was improving and responding to the treatment so well. Maybe things will finally work out good.
"Look at this" I nudged Carly, pointing at the black lace matching panties and bra.
"Quite revealing don't you think?" she said.
"Oh, hello? Why do you think it draw my attention…" I picked the matching underwear in my hands to take a better look "do you think Freddie will like it?"
"I think he'll rip this out of you" Wendy replied.
"Oh nooo, he won't" I said looking at the price tag "in fact, I'll be the one taking it off to make sure he won't ruin this baby. I don't know when I'll be able to afford another sexy ass lingerie like that"
"Your mom is giving you an allowance?" Carly asked, ogling a glow in the dark bra.
"Yeah. She's been up my ass since the whole accident" I grimaced.
"She's just worried Sam, you could've died" Carly pointed.
"Yeah, but I didn't. Now every now and then she stares at me and hugs me" I cringed "don't get me wrong, I love her, but not even Marissa does that anymore"
"Speaking of her…" Carly grabbed a pair of pink panties "how's things with her?"
"Much better" I grinned "she even gave me this baby" I showed her my locket.
"WOW!" she almost yanked the thing out of my neck just to look at it.
"Jeez Carls, my neck!"
"Wow Sam. Is this white gold?" Wendy asked.
"Yep. It was her mother's, now it's mine"
"Wow… wow…" Carly was out of reaction "wow… that's so surreal"
"I know right? But she gave me" I put my locket back inside my shirt.
"What's up with Bensons and jewelry?" Wendy chuckled "man, I need to get myself a boyfriend like Freddie"
"Oh sorry Wends, he's one of a kind" I patted her shoulder "and he's mine, so don't even think about it"
"Hey, I'm your friend here! I would never" she said offended "but he's looking so hot lately"
"And his growing hotness is all mine!" I glared at her and she laughed.
"I know Sam, I'm just messing withcha!" she ruffled my hair.
"Dude!" I whined.
Carly was ahead of us, looking at some sexy lingerie.
"Hey Carlotta… what are you planning to do with that?" she was holding a push-up red bra.
"Nothing!" she tossed it back in the place it was before "nothing at all!"
"Aw, Carly is planning to make sweet love with Justin McHorny?" I teased.
"No!" she was red like pepper "well… we've been dating for a while so I figured…"
"Oh my god, Carly has the urges!" Wendy covered her mouth with wide eyes, I did the same.
"Ha, ha very funny you guys. Maybe… just maybe we could… have some romantic night, ya know? I mean I love him, he loves me… so why not? You and Freddie do it all the time!"
"Hey, we don't do it all the time!" I replied "although I wish we did"
"Ew Sam!" she grimaced.
"What? I want to have animal, wild, crazy, rough sex with the nub" I mused "he's sweet, but sometimes I just wish… I mean, I see how he wants to go rougher sometimes. Throw me against walls, and just fuck me untill I can't sit, but he's Freddie, he won't do it unless I tell him I want to, and maybe not even if I tell him… maybe if I force him, if I seduce him… I should pick a fight with him, yeah… make him lose control and fuck me senseless"
When I was done talking, Carly was pale and looked like she was going to throw up, and Wendy was trying to pick her jaw off the floor.
"What? He's so good at it, sometimes I think I'm going to pass out when he does his magic. I even blacked out twice"
"Okay, please I don't need to know that" Carly put her hand on her stomach "please I don't need to picture Freddie fucking you untill you can't sit"
"I can do that for you!" I grinned.
"Okay, it's hard to imagine Freddie going all wild and rough with anyone" Wendy said.
"Bitch, you don't know my man" I said with my fake ghetto accent.
"Alright" she chuckled "let's shop so you can seduce your dork, Carly can bang hers and I can be forever alone"
"Wends… you'll find a man eventually" I put my arm around her shoulder "I heard one of Freddie's nerd friends is available"
"Ew Sam! I think Freddie is the only hot nerd walking among us humans"
"Superman, Batman and what about Tony Stark?" I pointed "he's pretty hot, nerd, smart and rich"
"Who?" Carly and Wendy asked.
"Oh my god! Iron Man anyone?" I groaned to their ignorance "Robert Downey Jr.?"
"Oh… right…" they mused.
"Hot, but not real person, so" Wendy shrugged.
"Shane, Wendy! He just broke up with whoever the hell he was dating. I was there when Freddie was talking on the phone with him" I spotted a purple garter skirt and matching bra "I can introduce you guys if you want"
"Oh Sam!" Wendy hugged me "you would do that for me?"
"Sure thing, I'm getting some, Carly will be getting some, why can't you be getting some too?" I shrugged.
"Oh my god, guys" Carly's cheeks were flushed "don't go mentioning this to anyone please!"
"We won't" we said.
"Don't worry Carls, we keep this a secret. I won't let anyone know you're planning to bang Justin Bieber look alike" I patted her head.
"Whatever. Sam, don't you think that this is a little slutty?" she pointed at the garter skirt I chose and the push-up bra that sure would make my boobs look two times bigger than they actually are.
"Yeah, and that's why I'm buying it. I doubt Freddie will refuse to fuck me like an animal after he sees me in this!" I smirked.
"Ew, god… let's just pay for this and get out of here before you start to give me more details you already do!" she stormed out leaving me and Wendy chuckling.
At the end of the day we bought some hot stuff and headed to Glitter Gloss. I was bracing myself to an endless hour with Carly and Wendy between colored shades and gloss. I don't know why they take so long to buy makeup; I do it in five minutes. I pick the one that go well with my skin color, and then pay for it. It isn't that hard, you know? But no, they have to go and spend a million light years to do that. While they kept debating what color of gloss was better with a certain outfit, I choose I black shade that makes my eye pop, mascara that my makes my eyelashes bigger and thicker and some strawberry lip gloss. I'm going to make Fredwild go crazy tonight. I want him to do me like there's no tomorrow, I even borrowed the keys of Marvin's apartment for that. Tonight is goin' to be good!
Freddie's POV
Today I went to the gym with Brad and Gibby. It was so much fun to watch them struggling to do one push-up, while I could do one hundred with one arm. Sure, I missed Sam, but man she was right we needed some time to ourselves. Despite the fact I had no idea where she was or what she I was doing, I didn't text her, I'm not going to be Mr. Where Are You? I'll see her when I see her, and meanwhile I'm going to hang out with my friends while she does the same.
I had kickboxing class today and the boys watched me. Gun Smoke tried to convince them practice some martial art, but after one try he gave up. He never gave up on me, not even when I sucked in the beginning, so you must imagine how well Brad and Gibby did. It was fun go back to training; it's been a while since I don't hit the gym and I was starting to my swag. This cannot happen, if I ever lose this body Sam will kill me, then bring me back to life just to kill me again.
Pretty much everyone in the gym came to talk to me about the accident. Even the douche trio stopped by to "congrats" me for being alive. Some people even started to call me the boy who lived. Oh well. My face was on the papers as webstar survives fire. I guess that's how Leonard found out about it all. Man I hate the press, if they didn't come spilling the beans he would never be here bugging me right now and life would be good.
Brad, Gibby and I went to the Groovy Smoothies after the gym. Some girls from the table in the corner tried to flirt with us, and even though we're all taken, Gibby tried to flirt back; he can never resist a pretty face. Brad and I had to remind him he had a girlfriend before he did something he would regret.
"So anyway, I never really understood how your mother allowed you to take kickboxing classes" Brad commented, drinking his smoothie.
"I guess it was because she was infatuated with Gun Smoke" I cringed "and because I threatened her"
"You what?" they asked.
"I threatened her… I told her I was going to live with my grandma if she didn't allow me to have a life" I chuckled "of course I would never move across the city, but she doesn't know that. And after a while she saw that I was actually pretty good at it and just chilled"
"Man, I didn't know you had it in ya" Gibby complimented me.
"Well, Sam always had too much influence on me" I shrugged.
"So? How's your head?" Brad asked.
"Its fine really" I touched my forehead "I'm taking the bandages off today, I've wore it for long enough, now I'm done with it"
We paid for our smoothies and headed home. I'm not going to lie, this was fun, but I missed Sam, I haven't kissed her in… 48 hours, the only thing my body desired right now was the feel or her smooth skin against me. With everything that happened these days I haven't been able to have real fun with her, and I don't mean sex, that we had plenty, I mean real fun, just hang out and laugh with her, or take her out and have fun. I missed that more than anything.
"Hey mom, I'm home" I called "mom?"
"Okay… uh… he's here" she was talking on the phone "I'll see what I can do… fine… alright. Bye"
"Hey, who were you talking to?" I dropped my bag on the floor.
"Don't be mad" oh man, not this… not him. Fuck!
"Mom! What the hell? I thought this was my decision!" I growled.
"I know, and it is, but…" she stopped talking when the front door opened.
"Hello my peeps" Sam greeted me with a small kiss on the lips "what's the matter?"
"Mom is being on his side again"
"I'm not on his side" she protested "but don't you see he won't go away until you guys have a man to man conversation?"
"I already said everything I wanted to say mom!" I whined.
"No you didn't. I know you babe, I know that you're not all repressed anger and hurt feelings towards him" he caressed my face.
"Yes, you're right. Because I don't feel anything for him anymore. Not a thing!" I explained slowly.
"Baby… just make this easy for all of us" she sighed "he wants to take us out for dinner tonight, all of us. You, me, Joe and Sam. He wants to talk to you"
"Hell no!" I snarled "no, I won't go! I won't"
"Freddie!"
"No mother, I won't go! And that's final!" I stormed out of the living room almost running to my room and slamming the door behind me.
Why they don't understand I don't want anything to do with this guy? Ugh! Why is everybody bitching about him to me? Is not possible that they don't see I couldn't care less about him. I groaned, my face pressed against the pillow so hard I thought I was going to suffocate myself.
"You're being a brat Benson" Sam said, straddling my backs "you know that right? Geeky boy"
"I don't care!" my voice was muffled by the pillow "I'm not going Sam, I don't care!"
"Listen, I know you don't want anything to do with this, and I can't blame you for that" she grabbed my shoulder and turned me around, sitting on my legs "but I'm tired of the drama Freddie, and he obviously won't go away without talking to you and god I want this to be over!"
"Sam, I don't care, I'm not going"
"Okay…" she sighed "let's put it this way… if you go and get this over with we can go back to being crazy and fun! I miss that Freddie, I can't take anymore of this drama show that's going on in our lives"
"I know baby… but please don't ask this of me" I cupped her face "please sweetie"
"Alright… okay… I'm going to have to play dirty here" she got off me and left the room.
"Hey? Where are you going?" I sat up.
"Wait for me, I'll be right back" she shouted.
Took her a about a minute or so to get back to me. She was holding a Build A Bra bag and sat on top of me.
"See this?" she took a purple garter-skirt off the bag.
"Yeah… I see this" I tried to touch it but she held it out of my reach.
"No, no… you wanna see me in this?"She whispered huskily into my ear "huh Benson? Do you?"
"Hell yeah" I tried to grab her, bring her close but she scooted away.
"Then stop being a brat!" she slapped me across the head.
"Sam!" I whined.
"We'll go to the dinner…" she muttered, crawling back to me "and I'll wear a very tight, very sexy dress…" she wrapped her legs around my waist "and if you behave like a good boy…" she took my earlobe between her teeth "I'll take you to Marvin's apartment, I got the key this morning…" she starts to gyrate her hips against my own and all I could do was groan "and I'll wear this for you and you can throw me in bed…" her voice was so damn low it made me shudder "on my knees and hands… and you can fuck me like an wild animal…"
I tried to touch her, but she grabbed my wrist tightly, still moving her hips against mine.
"Sam… damn it! This is not fair!" I growled.
"You want it Benson? Huh? Wanna fuck me untill I can't sit?" she gripped my hair with both hands, moving her hips harder against mine making me painfully aroused.
"Yes… I do…" I moaned "but I don't want to hurt you…"
"I want you to hurt me… but you can only have all of this…" she pointed at herself "if you can make a few sacrifices"
"UGH!"
"Yeah, yeah…" she got off me, grabbing that tiny thing she called lingerie "I want this to be over with, soon and the only way it's going to, is if you end this"
"I guess…" I collapsed backwards into my bed and covered my face with the pillow "fine I will… but afterwards…. I want my reward" I felt her sitting on my crotch "UGH, Sam…"
"I'll reward you good Benson… trust me" she removed the pillow off my face and kissed me "let's get this over with"
"Okay I guess I can do that"
"Good boy" she gave me on last kiss before going away.
"Fuck" what I wouldn't do for this girl?
About eight o'clock I was sitting in the living room with Gun Smoke waiting for my mom and Sam to be ready. Mom was taking more time to get ready than usual and I guess that was a pride thing, after all he did to her I guess that was her way to show him how much better she was without him. We both were.
"I think we're going to be late" Gun Smoke said.
"No kidding" I scoffed "man, where is Sam?"
"I don't know about her, but I am ready" my mom called from behind us.
She looked so different, wearing a black dress, high heels, her hair was pulled up in an elegant bun, she was wearing a silver necklace and a pair of matching earrings. I could swear she was wearing a bit of makeup, slightly of course.
"Oh wow mom"
"Thank you darling" she smiled.
I looked over Gun Smoke, his jaw was on the floor. I don't think he is used to see her dressing like that more than I am.
"You look…" he cleared his throat "great darling"
"Oh thank you honey" she gave him a peck on the lips and I grimaced "where's Samantha?"
"Here, here" Sam called from behind us.
Now was my time to collect my jaw off the floor. Sam was wearing a sparkly blue tight dress, (A/N: the same dress Jennette was wearing in the KCA orange carpet, pic on my profile) that didn't show much cleavage, but hugged her body in a way that made my mind wander. Her magnificent thighs were exposed and in her feet, heels that were so tall I had no idea how she could walk on them. She looked delicious.
"Hey there my peeps"
"Wha-what-w… I… wow" I stuttered like an idiot.
"Samantha… you look…" my mother gave her an unpleasant look "lovely"
"Wow… wow…" I muttered.
"It's all you can say Benson?" she teased "I thought you were smarter than that"
"Let's get going okay?" my mother grabbed Gun Smoke's hand and dragged him out the door.
"Oh my god Sam!" I grabbed her by the waist and pulled her flush against me "you drive me crazy, you know that?"
"I'm aware of that" she pressed her breasts against my chest "if you behave Benson… I'll let you ravish me tonight"
"Holy… Shirley…" I attached my mouth to her neck.
"Ah, fuck… Freddie…!" she gripped my hair "don't mark me!"
"Shhh" I whispered and continued to attack her neck "I won't baby… not for a few hours"
"God!" she groaned "I can't wait to have you inside of me… I miss you so much!"
"We had sex two days ago Sam" I sucked her skin between my teeth.
"Yeah… two DAYS ago, not two hours" she whined and whimpered, pulling my hair.
"True, but it was slow and hot…" I but her bottom lip "so hot!"
I couldn't control myself with this girl sometimes. When she slept over, surprisingly my mother allowed her to stay in my room, but not funny business. However, what she can't hear won't hurt her. We did it very slowly, and man it was hot. Of course I had to cover Sam's mouth because the girl doesn't know how to be quiet. She says it's my fault because I'm so damn good at it, oh well, what can I say?
"Sure, but what I want is rough, animal, crazy and loud sex" she crushed her chest against mine.
"And I'll give you that blondie…" I cupped her ass and squeezed it "I'll give you plenty of that"
"Uh-huh!" Gun Smoke cleared his throat "let's go boy, you can do that later"
"Oh and I will" I interlaced my fingers with Sam's and walked out of the apartment "let's go baby"
If I was having second thoughts about tonight, they all died the moment I saw Sam in that sexy thingy she called a dress. I was damned the moment she walked into my apartment and I knew it, this night was going to be a huge sacrifice, but she was going to make it worth the trip.
Sam's POV
Freddie was chewing his fingernails off, and I started to wonder if this was a good idea in the first place. He seemed so nervous and very distracted he didn't even ogle my body when we got into the car. I was sure he was going to grope me whenever Marissa wasn't looking, but he kept gazing out the window. Nevertheless he looked pretty hot, with a white buttoned shirt, a black jacket and dark jeans, not mentioning his hair, molded in a perfect quiff. Damn this boy, when did he start to grow into such an attractive man?
"Hey baby?" I shook him "baby?"
"Yeah… yeah…" he rubbed his face "hey"
"Are you nervous?" I whispered.
"A little bit" he smiled.
"We'll be here with you and if he says something that hurts you I'll kick his ass"
"I'll help" Gun Smoke said, eyes on the road.
Freddie snickered and leaned his head against my shoulder.
"You look really pretty" he whispered, running his hands over my thigh. Now that's my Freddie.
"You do too, dork" I kissed the top of his head, careful not to ruin his quiff "you took of your bandages" I ran my fingers slightly over his cut.
"Yeah, I was tired of it. Do you think it will leave a scar?" he turned his head up, so I could look at it.
"I think it will leave a very sexy scar" I kissed carefully over each stitch.
"Good" he gave me a chaste kiss on the lips.
"We're here" Marissa called.
"Oh boy…" Freddie sighed and sat upright.
"Why don't you kids go ahead while I find somewhere to park the car?" Gun Smoke offered.
"I guess we can do that" I said.
The restaurant where Leonard wanted to meet us was gigantic, and looked so expensive. I gripped Freddie's hand, interlacing our fingers while we walked in. He looked nervous as hell, so I gave him a light kiss on the cheek.
"Hey… you can do this dork. If you can date me then you can do this easily" I snorted.
"I guess…" he breathed "alright... okay"
The maître spotted us, standing there like two idiots. He gave us a stern look and marched towards us.
"May I help you?" he had a french accent, and looked like he had a carrot stuck inside his ass.
"Yes, we're here to meet Leonard Benson" I said. He looked at me like I was some sort of well paid prostitute.
"And you are…?" cocky bitch, who the hell does he think he is? And why is he looking at us like we're scum?
"I'm his son" Freddie said.
The maître, cleaned his throat, and shirked under Freddie's hard gaze. No one looked at me like that, and even though I didn't need Freddie to defend me, still it was pretty hot. The cocky French scrawny, took us to the table were Freddie's father waited, drinking some sort of expensive scotch. He saw Freddie and stood up immediately, smiling. Freddie never returned the smile, if anything he looked more bored than ever.
"Son, you came" he offered Freddie his hand, but he simply ignored it.
"I'm only here because Sam promised she'll let me fuck her like a crazy wild animal afterwards" he said coolly "on her knees"
Leonard chuckled, looking proudly at his boy, and I just gaped at him. What the hell?
"Freddie!" I slapped his shoulder.
"Please sit down…" Leonard told us "where is your mother? And…?"
"Gun Smoke" Freddie said.
"Yeah. Where are they?" I had the feeling Leonard didn't like Gun Smoke very much.
"Parking the car…" I said "look, they're here"
Marissa and Gun Smoke walked hand in hand towards our table. She looked ready to kill, but in an elegant not slutty way. He looked ready to kill, if Leonard did something to Freddie or any of us. Leonard stood up and greeted them, shaking Gun Smoke's hand and kissing Marissa's, making her cringe and her two men clench their jaw. Freddie didn't like the way his father touched his mother, he didn't like the way he talked to her or the fact that he was around her. He was very protective of her, and that's something he gets from Crazy, even if he doesn't realize it. I could tell Leonard wasn't trying to flirt with Marissa though, but he was sure trying to mark his territory, trying to show Gun Smoke he was here first, he was Freddie's father. He might've just peed all over the dork for good measure.
Leonard was determinate to make conversation with his son, even if Freddie wasn't interested. He asked Fredalupe about everything and anything at the same time, what liked to do, eat, listen, watch… what he didn't like to do, eat, listen, watch… it was a boring ritual, but that's what we're here for, so he can get to know his son. Daddy of the year was very surprised to hear that Freddie was a champion in fencing and kickboxing. I don't think he ever pegged his son for an athlete, I know I didn't.
"So, son, what are the big plans for the future?" said Leonard taking a sip of his expensive wine.
"Eh, you know… college, a job…" he said nonchalantly "marriage, kids, a dog" he smiled at me and I smiled back.
"Where do you wanna go to college?" he pushed
"MIT" Freddie said taking a bite of his beef "they have the best engineering and IT department, also the best in electrical engineering and computer science"
"What do you wanna do for living?"
"I think I'm going to go for computer science or electrical engineering, maybe even IT" Freddie shrugged. Of course the big dork would work with computers for the rest of his life. He would be a pearman, and make loads of money.
"That sounds interesting" Leonard commented "your brother wants to go to Harvard, you know study law, so you guys will be close"
"I don't have a brother" Freddie snarled.
"Son, you know what I mean… Sarah's kids, I raised them like my own, so they are your siblings" he said like it was no big deal "Brian is on the football team, and Lara is a cheerleader. You should come to New York and get to know them, you would like them"
Marissa looked worriedly at Freddie, and Gun Smoke held her hand. I could see my dork was gripping his teeth hard and clenching his jaw. This was a big issue for Freddie, to know that his father raised someone else's kids, but his own. Freddie took a deep breath, and I held his hand for, trying to remember him how much he was loved.
"You raised them like your own, right?" Freddie asked and Leonard nodded "unlike me"
Freddie stood up, almost knocking down the table.
"I'm going to the bathroom" he stormed out, living us behind.
I was going to follow him, but Gun Smoke was faster. He stood up and almost growled at Leonard, who seemed a bit confused. This guys is so oblivious about his own son, but he doesn't know Freddie at all, so I guess he would be lost right now. I felt the blood starting to boil inside of me, all I wanted to do was stand up and punch him in the head, but, much to my surprise, someone else beat me to it.
"I agreed to this because I thought my son needed some closure" Marissa said calmly "but if you're here to hurt him, I'll feel obligated to kick your ass"
Leonard and I stared at her, mouth open, seeing a fire in her eyes I never saw before. It was a known fact she was overbearing momma bear, but I couldn't imagine she could be so… fierce and menacingly.
"I don't give a rat's ass about what you did to me. I'm over that, in fact I have to thank you. You did me a favor by leaving me, because if you didn't I wouldn't meet Joe and I wouldn't be this happy" she said angrily, but satisfied "But this is not about me, it never was, so that's why I'll take it way more personal. I couldn't stand up for myself, I couldn't fight for me, but for my son I'll do it all. And if you even for a second hurt that boy, I'll kick your ass and see this girl over here?" she pointed at me "she can kick your ass effortless any day. And I'll let her do it, in a heartbeat. And that man, that you stare at so much, thinking that you're above him, he would break every bone in your body because of my son. Because Leonard, you can be Freddie's biological father, but in my baby's heart, Joe is the one he acknowledges as dad"
Leonard sunk into his chair and quietly took a sip from his drink. He had it coming, but I was surprised it came from Marissa. Sure, she's crazy, and she would do anything for Freddie, but still, she said she would kick his ass! Man, she's getting better than I would ever expect.
Freddie's POV
Brother. I don't have any brothers, how can he even say that to me? It's like he's rubbing it on my face. I always knew he liked her kids more than me, and that bothered me for a while, but not anymore. It's just… I don't even know why I'm so angry. I've always been aware of this, so why does it make me this mad now? I took a sharp breath and washed my face. My face… his face. Why do I have to look like him so much? I hate my face, because it's a constant reminder that I'm somehow related to him.
"Hey boy" I saw him on the mirror, Gun Smoke was leaning against the restroom's door, arms crossed over his chest "want me to kick his ass? Just say the word and I will"
"Nah… I don't even know why I'm mad… and I don't even know if I'm mad. This is all so confusing" I shook my head and rubbed my face "but I know I don't wanna be here, or anywhere near him"
"Freddie…" he let his arms fall to his sides and walked towards me. He put his hand on my shoulder and squeezed it "I know I told you to try this, and I think you should, but if this is too hard for you to do, then don't do it. Forget what everyone wants, forget what he wants, what your mother wants, what Sam wants… what do you want? Huh? What's your choice?"
"I want to tell him I don't want him in my life. I want to tell him I don't need him, that I'm fine" I said confidently "I wanna tell him you're my father"
He looked at me for a second and nodded. I wanted that man back in the table to be a distant memory of my past, and this man behind me to be the one who would be there whenever I needed.
"If you want to tell him I'm your father, then I'll tell him you're my son, son" he smiled, for the first time since we met, he really smiled, like he meant it.
I turned around and smiled back. Gun Smoke did something I wasn't expecting, he hugged me very tight. It was a shock at first, but then I hugged him back, wrapping my arms around him just as tight. He patted me and the back and pulled away.
"Let's go kid, no son of mine hides in the bathroom" he said and I smiled. He walked out and I followed, stopping by the door.
"Yes… dad"
It's been ten years since I don't call anyone dad. Last time I said it was on the day Leonard left, and I never knew I was going to say it again, and I never knew that when I did, would feel this good. Gun Smoke, turned around again, a little honest smile on his lips, and his eyes looked watery, but hey he's Gun Smoke, he doesn't cry, so he just patted my arm roughly.
"It's okay if I call you that?"
"If I'm your dad you should call me that, but I'm expecting you address to me as Sir as well" he said seriously and I chuckled "not kidding. If you want to be my kid, you have to take everything that comes with the responsibility of being my kid. You think you can handle it?"
"Eh I think I can" I shrugged "you think you can handle being my father?"
"Believe me Freddie, if I could be your coach when you used to suck in pretty much everything, I can be your father" he chuckled. He CHUCKLED … wow he never chuckled before "this means you're going with me to football games, baseball games, basket games, MMA fights, F1 and every other sport known to man"
"Oh my…" I sighed "so this also means you're going with me to the Galaxy Wars convention, Pear Company convention, any technology related event…" he sighed and rubbed his face.
"I think we can work some kind of deal" he put his arm around my shoulders "let's get this over with"
We walked back to our table, smiling a little bit. I saw Sam, my mother and Leonard sitting extremely awkwardly and not speaking. I was surprised to see that Sam seemed so calm and even amused with something. When she saw me, she smiled, that devious little smile that always let me know something was up. Maybe she did something, but judging by Leonard's face, I'd say she didn't hit him or anything. Maybe something happened, that's not related to Sam. whatever the hell it is, it can wait, I have better things to do right now. I stopped next to Leonard's chair and cleaned my throat. For seventeen years I've been wanting to say a few words to this man, and tonight I'm finally going to let it out.
"Can you pay the bill so we can talk outside?"
"Sure son" he gave me a questioning look, but did as I asked.
I grabbed Sam's hand and walked outside to the parking lot. I wasn't going to let out everything, I've been burying deep inside of me for long years, in front of everyone in the restaurant. Judging by the look on her face Sam was curious to know what I was up to, but I gave her a smile, which she returned, squeezing my hand and nodding. Whatever the words I wanted to say, would come out as soon as I looked at his face. Sam and I stopped in the middle of the parking lot waiting for them to get here. She was silent the whole time, just holding my hand. When Leonard, my mom and Gun Smoke finally arrived, I took a deep breath and let go of Sam's hand. It was time to just let go of my past.
"Son…" he started, but I raised my hand making him shut up.
"No, let me do the talking" I said "okay… since I was a kid all I ever wanted was a father. When you left, I spent nights wishing you would come back so we could be a family again, even if you were a shitty father I still wanted you back. After grandpa died, I started to see you with different eyes, and I grew up not wanting you around me anymore. But, deep down inside, whenever I saw some kid with his father, I secretly wished you would do exactly what you're trying to do right now… however, I met Gun Smoke, and he became everything I always wanted for a father. Sure he has his flaws, but nobody is perfect. So I learned to go by just fine without you, and now you're here. You want to get to know me and you want to be in my life, but I can never look at you and see a father and that's not going to change"
I looked over his shoulder, and saw my mother biting her lip, and Gun Smoke very calmly holding her hand. That was my family.
"I can't do this father/son thing with you because in my heart, that man behind you, the same man you've been looking at like you're so much better than him, he is the one who I want to call dad. He is the one I want there when I graduate from school, from college, when I get married, when I have my first child. I appreciate what you're doing, but you're only doing it because of what happened. If you really wanted to know me you would've done it sooner, and it wouldn't take an explosion to make you come here"
Gun Smoke was looking at me so proudly, it made me feel proud of myself.
"There was a time, when I would give everything just to have you doing what you're doing right now, but that time is gone. You and I might share the same DNA and even the same face, but you're not my father, I don't know you and despite your efforts to know me, you don't. Since that's not going to change, I suggest you go back to your family, your house and your life. I have a great family and that's more than you can offer me"
Leonard gazed at me for a moment. He looked sad, I dare say even a bit broken, but it made no difference to me.
"Freddie" he started "I understand everything you said, and I respect your choice. But let me tell you something, since I was a boy, I had many differences with my father. He was a sort of man who doesn't accept differences. I know he was a great granddad to you and you loved him, but as a father he wasn't so great at all. My mother died giving birth to me and he raised me all by himself. It wasn't easy growing up with him, he was too uptight and indifferent, and I swore to god I would be nothing like him and since I was a teenager I started doing things just to upset him. Everything I did was to get to him, so he would see me, he would see that I wasn't a reflection of himself but a person, with feelings of my own. I confess that what I did to your mother was just to upset him, he loved her, she was his favorite niece. Sometimes I wondered if he loved her more than me, and you know what? I guess he did"
My mother had a confused look in her eyes; I don't think she knew any of this.
"After I graduated I felt free, like it was time for me to move on from him, and the only thing I thought about was him, what he would think, what he would say. I never even for a second realized I was doing to you the same thing he did to me. So I left, and I never came back again. Don't think it was easy for me to know that my father was dying, but I can't deny I felt relieved, I felt free. Now I didn't have to prove anything to him, now he couldn't judge me like he constantly did. I know he loved you, you were the hope of the son he always wanted to have, the son I couldn't be. I've made many mistakes, and I don't blame him for any of them, but my desire to piss him off was so strong I didn't realize was becoming everything I swore I would never be. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I always thought that someday I would have the time to get to know you son, and mend the mistakes of the past, but when that accident happened, I realized life was short and I was running out of time. Anything could happen someday, I would die without knowing you. That night I heard about the fire, I sat down and thought about everything I was doing with my life. My biggest regret was not being a part of your life"
"I know that maybe you will never look at me like you look at him" he pointed at Gun Smoke "and maybe you will never call me father, but if you could just give me a chance to be your friend… I just want to know how you're doing in school and what you like and what you don't. I wanna know if you're good and healthy, that you're happy…"
Okay… I wasn't expecting this. What should I do? Give him a chance to e a part of my life or just say bye, bye? I was afraid to let him in, afraid I would end up getting hurt again, but if I already have a father, he'll be more like an older friend, like Spencer, but normal… I wouldn't feel a bit disappointed if he didn't call or write because it's not like he's my dad anyway… what to do? This is all so confusing, I can't just decide it right now, I need time to think about it.
"I need time. I need to think about it, and I don't think I can do this tonight"
"Okay son, I understand… okay listen, I'm going back to New York tomorrow morning, and here's my private cell phone, you can call me when you make up your mind" he gave me a black visit card with his name and number on it "no pressure , just take your time son"
"I'll do that" I offered him my hand for the first time in my life, he smiled and took it, shaking it "thanks for coming, I really needed some closure"
"I hope this is the end of a relationship and the beginning of another, a better one" he patted my arm.
"We'll see about that" I smiled.
He smiled and hugged me again. For the second time in my whole life. This time I wasn't shocked, or irritated, I was normal… cool. Only this time, I hugged him back and I could tell he hugged me a little tighter when I did it. We pulled away and smiled. This is the end and the beginning, hopefully now I'm going to get some peace in my life, I know I need it. He patted me in the shoulder and walked over my mother… and father.
"Marissa, I know that I have a lot to apologize for, but seem like you're doing well, you're happy and even thankful that I left. But still, I'm sorry" he said honestly.
"It's okay Leonard, I'm over that already. Have a good life" mom smiled.
"And Joe…" he turned to my dad "thank you for taking care of him. I cannot begin to tell you how jealous I'm, but I know you'll make a better father than I ever could, so thank you" he offered his hand and my dad took it.
"You don't have to thank me" dad was simple, he didn't need to say anything else.
Leonard looked at me one last time before getting into his car. He drove and stopped right next to me.
"Goodbye son, at least for now" I nodded and he drove away.
And just like that it was over. After so many years I never thought solving things with Leonard would be so easy. With the life I have now, it's true that as a father he makes little difference, but as a friend maybe… a person can never have enough friends. Sam grabbed my hand and interlaced our fingers.
"Thank god it's over" she whispered.
"Yeah… do you know what that means?"
"What?"
"We're drama free!" I cheered.
"Oh… that's right! Thank god!" she kissed me.
Mom and dad… wow feels so weird saying it, but in a good way, parked the car right next to us.
"Let's go home" mom said.
"Actually mom… I think I'm going to take Sam out" I told her "hang out a little bit"
"No, Fredward it's late and-" dad cut her off.
"Marissa, let the boy have some fun" he said.
"But…"
"No. No buts. Just be careful boy" he warned me "be careful" he said pointedly.
"I will" I nodded "sir"
Mom smiled gleefully. I knew she always wanted to have a family too.
"Goodnight. See you in the morning son" he said and started the engine.
"Tomorrow?" my mother yelled "tomorrow? No… Joe…" she protested, but dad was already driving away.
"So? Where's Marvin's apartment?" I asked Sam, who's been awfully quiet.
"Let's get a cab and I'll show you lover boy" she kissed my cheek.
Oh, this is going to be good!
Sam's POV
We entered the apartment all wrapped up in each other. I managed to open the door without letting go of his mouth, while he ravished me entirely. Only god knows how long I've been wanting this. His hands on me, all over me, without that emotional bullshit involved, just simple hot animal sex. God knows I'm not an emotional person, and lately I've been dragged into this big ball of drama, well, not tonight. Tonight it's all about the flesh, raw desire and sweat. Holy Shirley!
Freddie kicked the bedroom door shut and shoved me against it, coming over me and pressing his body against mine. Marvin's apartment wasn't so big, it had a one bedroom, two bathrooms, a kitchen and living room. Because he was practically living with my mom his place was always vacant.
"Oh shit… dork" I cried out when he picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist.
"Tonight I wanna hear you beg for it Puckett" he said, grinding the bulge inside his pants against me.
"Ah… good god!" I moaned, feeling his teeth sinking into the skin of my neck.
"You said you wanted to go rough…" he growled against my ear "I'll give you what you want… and more"
I groaned. Jesus, I'm going to get in trouble for asking for too much, but who cares, this is exactly what I need. Freddie pressed me harder against the wall, his hands on my breasts and his mouth on my neck. This is all very, very good, but I have a little something for him and I want to show him right now. I dropped my legs on the floor and pushed him away.
"What? What's the matter? Did I do anything wrong?"
"No dork… but I have something I want you to see, wait here alright?" I gripped his earlobe with my teeth and pulled.
"Ugh… what you want to show me?" he groaned.
"Remember that little something I showed you earlier?" I whispered grabbing his package.
"God… yeah I do" he groaned.
"Well, you wanna see me in it right?" I squeezed his package.
"Yeah…" he nodded repeatedly "god yeah"
"Then wait here like a good boy" I stroked him one last time.
"Wait" he called "you're not wearing it underneath your dress?"
"No. My dress it's too tight"
"So what are you wearing underneath your dress?"
"Nothing" I whispered before heading to the bathroom.
I heard him moaning when I closed the bathroom door. I hid my sexy lingerie in Marvin's bathroom so my mother wouldn't steal it. Still, I can't believe I actually bought woman's panties… I can't believe I bought purple lingerie with black playboy bunnies. But here I'm standing in front of a mirror wearing a push up bra, a purple garter skirt and a matching pair of stockings, ending right in the middle of my thigh. Oh, did I mention I'm also wearing a motherfucking thong? Comfortable? Sexy? No, I feel ridiculous, but I guess Freddie will like it a lot. I put on a pair of black fuck me heels I borrowed from Wendy, and stepped out of the bathroom. (All in my profile)
Freddie was sitting on the bed tapping his foot on the floor nervously. I realized he got rid of his clothes already, leaving just a pair of black boxer briefs that did wonders to his voluminous package. When he saw me his jaw hit the floor and he gripped the bedspread so hard his knuckles turned white.
"Jesus… god… Sam!" he growled, standing up.
"I guess you started without me dork" I said seductively leaning against the door frame "you just couldn't wait could ya?"
"I saved us some time… and got rid of these" he pointed at the floor to his clothes, socks and shoes "get your pretty little ass over here!"
I walked slowly, the most torturous slow pace known to man. Freddie was so awestruck he didn't even lost his patience. His eyes kept wandering all around me, trying to brand that image inside his head. I saw the tent in his underwear growing and felt proud of myself at how easily I could turn him on.
"Goddamn it Sam! Get over here!" he growled.
"You want me Benson?" I stopped "come and get me then"
I put my hands on my waist and smirked, waiting for him to make his move. Freddie rushed towards me, grabbing me by the ass and picking me up. I squeaked and wrapped my legs around his waist. I thought he was just going to throw me in bed and ravish me, but he walked away from the bed and sat me on the small dresser.
"Freddie… what?" he pressed his lips against mine hard and parted my lips forcefully with his tongue, shoving it inside my mouth.
The boy didn't even gave me time to react, he just grinded against me and ravished my mouth. When the shock was finally gone I began to react, clawing his back and letting my tongue dance with his. But he wasn't giving me any time to catch up with him, because the next thing I knew, his mouth was leaving mine to practically eat my neck.
"Oh god…!" I moaned, throwing my head back and letting him do whatever the heck he wants to do with me.
His hands were on my upper thighs now, then on my ass, then on the back of my knees, lifting my legs up to a point I had to lean against the wall. My heels were on the dresser now and his mouth on the swell of my breasts, then lower and lower and lower until he reached my throbbing core. I swear his next move would be forever branded into my mind, as the most strangely sexy thing I've ever experienced. He BIT my lip over my thong. He opened his mouth and gripped my pussy lips with his teeth, not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to make me holler.
"MY GOD FREDDIE!" he pulled away alarmed of any pain he might had caused me.
"Did I…?" I didn't give him any time to say anything else; I just pressed my lips against his almost swallowing him whole.
"Fuck me" I whispered "fuck the shit out of me Freddie, please"
He grunted and ripped my thong off. If I wasn't so damn horny I would've smacked him in the head for destroying that very expensive pair of woman's embarrassment. But as soon his mouth came down over my heated core I forget everything about everything. I threw my head back, banging against the wall, so lost into the sensations that I completely forgot about the pain. He was licking me so vigorously that after a few minutes I was already about to explode. And I did, man it was so intense.
"FREDDIE! Oh Jesus… oh… ah… my… damn… god…" my body started to spasm as I reached the most painful orgasm I've ever experienced.
But the boy wasn't going to give me time to calm down. As soon as I reached my peek he inserted a finger inside me, pumping me without mercy.
"Oh… god… oh… my… Freddie… Freddie… Freddie…" I hollered, feeling so close already, for the second time today.
"You want more Sam? Huh? Tell me!" when I didn't answer, he grabbed a handful of my hair and yanked my head back "tell me! You want more?" he demanded.
"YES! Please, yes!" I wasn't even making sense right now, and when he inserted a second finger inside of me I lost every coherent thought left on my head.
"GOD!" I gripped his hair for support, while he continued his ministrations.
Jesus Christ! If I thought that the first orgasm was painful, this one was the death of me. I came so hard, clenching my muscles around his fingers and screaming his name. He didn't remove his fingers off me or stopped pumping them, Freddie just continued to finger-fuck me merciless.
"Another?" he growled against my ear "do you want another Sam?" he crooked his fingers inside of me reaching my g-spot.
"OH GOD! I… I can't… I…" I whimpered.
"Of course you can, love. Let's go for another. Shall we?" before I could answer he lowered his head, dropping to his knees to lick me again.
"AH!" I grunted, feeling his tongue flick repeatedly over my super sensitive clit "this is too much… I can't… it's too… AH! GOD!" he nibbled my rock hard mound, dragging me forcefully to another orgasm.
"AH!" I screamed with such a high pitched voice it hurt my ears "Freddie… Jesus! Oh… oh… oh… GOD!" I exploded against his face.
He pulled away proud of his work while I just whimpered and panted. Damn this boy… I can't… even… breathe.
"I… Jesus… Freddie… I… need a break" I begged breathlessly.
"Sorry Sammy, no breaks for you" I whimpered "you asked me to fuck the shit out of you, now deal with it, because tonight, there will be no resting for any of us sweetness"
I whined when he picked me up and carried me to bed. I guess I'm literally screwed, and honestly I like it. He threw my ass in bed, and made me sit on the edge, facing his huge tent.
"Freddie wants some love now" he announced "go ahead… do the work"
"Benson… I should smack you in the head for talking to me like that!" I growled.
"But you won't" he smirked grabbing a handful of my hair again "now do it Samantha!"
Good God… I was so damn wet already. What's wrong with me? I'm getting turned on with him bossing me and talking to me like I'm so sort of whore… yeah, I guess I am. I gripped the waistband of his underwear and yanked down, letting it pool around his ankles. He smirked and stepped out of his boxer briefs, not letting go of my hair. I grabbed his manhood in hand and stroked it. He grunted and tightened his grip on my hair, making me yelp. Took less convincing than I expected to get him to fuck me silly, I guess Freddie Benson is a wild beast just waiting to get out. Now that I released this beast, I'll have to deal with the consequences… and I can't wait for it.
I put the head of his rocket inside of my mouth and started to squeeze his balls with my hand. He moaned and thrust into my mouth, making me take more of him. I tried to deep throat him, but I couldn't, however I went as far as I could, thanking god I didn't have any gag reflex. After a while, I guess he got tired, or maybe he was almost reaching his end, because he grabbed me by the hair and removed my mouth of his rocket.
"Ready for this?" he asked, grabbing a condom and ripping the foil package open.
"Are you ready? Nub?" I teased, opening my legs as far as they could go.
"Shit!" he rolled the condom on his erection and grabbed my hips, turning me around "on your knees Puckett!"
"Don't you wanna take these off?" I pointed at my outfit.
He growled and yanked my bra out of me, like a fucking caveman "the rest you can leave it on" I moaned loudly with lust "now, on your knees"
He demanded and I complied, peeking at him over my shoulder. Freddie smirked and kneeled behind me, gripping my breast with one hand and my hips with the other. He kneaded my left breast and slid into me in one quick, hard motion.
"AH!" I screamed. This position felt so damn good.
Freddie pulled out and thrust back in, slamming his hips against my ass. I cried out, and he did it again, and again and again. It was getting hard to control how loud I was being, but that made him even more fire up, because he started to thrust with wild abandon, pumping in and out so deliciously I could purr if I wasn't screaming so fucking much. He held onto my hips with both hands and started to slam me backwards against him.
"Is this rough enough for you Samantha?" he growled "answer me damn it!"
"YES!" I hollered "God Freddie!"
"Am I fucking you properly?" slam "huh?" slam "answer me!"
"OH FUCK!" slam, slam, slam "Yes… oh… my… fucking… GOD!"
In no time he had me coming all over again, for the fucking fourth time tonight. JESUS CHRIST!
AH! AH! FREDDIE… FREDDIE… FREDDIE…" I couldn't stop screaming while he kept pumping me hard.
I dig my nails into the pillows, almost making holes in it. He started to grunt and picked up his pace even more, fucking the shit out of me. I lifted my head up to look at him and resumed screaming my lungs out.
"Fuck Sam! God! You're so damn tight… and wet… I can't even…" he growled loudly, but not as loud as me.
Feeling him almost over the edge drove me insane. And like that, one more time, I started to shake and writhe, my arms almost giving up as I reached the most delicious orgasm ever in my whole life. I hollered so loud, the neighbors would think he was killing me. Speaking of Freddie, he came right after I cried out his name for the third time. The boy gripped my hips so tightly, digging his fingers inside my skin, I'm sure he would leave marks. My body finally collapsed of exhaustion, and Freddie followed suit, right on top of me. I grunted, feeling his weight crushing me, but it wasn't for long, because he rolled off me catching his breath.
"The… most… amazing… fucking… thing… ever!" he said.
"My… damn… god… holy… Jesus…" I whimpered "I'm done… literally, the best thing ever!"
"Yeah…" he chuckled "I love you Sam"
"Don't go getting all sappy on me now Benson. Let me recover for a while and I'll make you scream" I ran my hands over his sweat abs.
"Oh Puckett, I'll make you holler till you pass out!" he smirked kissing my neck.
"Damn it! Give me a break Benson!" I whimpered.
"Nope… no breaks for you" he said coming over me again. I moaned and just accepted the fact that I was doomed.
We didn't get any sleep until five in the morning. The boy kept me up all night and fucked me until I begged him for some rest. I knew Marissa would be going crazy right now, her baby boy never spent the night out with a girl before, but we had Gun Smoke on our side and that should be enough to calm her down. And maybe she's even getting some right now. About eleven o'clock, I was sleeping so soundly, when I heard Freddie's phone ringing.
"Get up nerd" I mumbled "your fucking phone is ringing… get rid of it!"
He hummed some incoherent words, but nevertheless got up and reached for his phone.
"Hello?" he mumbled sleepily "yeah it's me…"
"Who is it?" I grunted.
"Hi Natalie…" suddenly his tone of voice changed, like he suddenly woke up "what…?"
Who the fuck was Natalie? I opened my eyes and looked at his face. He was frowning, and seemed concerned. After a minute or so, Freddie dropped his phone on the floor.
"What? What's the matter?" I got up and walked over him, still glowing from our previous fuck-me-nonstop night.
"Soph… she's dead"
Alrighty guys. I know this lemon was… well a bit too dirty, but I had to put it, since many of you can see in my reviews, my lovely friend Anna, gave me this lemon as a gift and just made me put it in this chapter. I was supposed to update yesterday, but I couldn't with all the dairness from Monday I was just fangirling like a crazy person. Okay, so I'll be quick, first of all, this is chapter was to solve things out with Leonard, so we can all move on. Next chapter will be the last, some drama in the beginning, but it will soon end so we can have all the seddieness back. Anyway, I have the sequel planned out, but as soon as I finish this fic, I'll write something else. Don't worry, it's a quick Seddie fic, it will have ten chapters and won't be too long. It will be a drama, so if you like drama, go read it!And I'll be giving you guys a sneak peek of the first chapter in the last one of this fic. Don't worry, I'm not going to take a long time to update the sequel, the new ficis going to be pretty quick and it will give me time to really prepare for the sequel.
Thanks for all the reviews, and if you guys could just help me reach 900 reviews that would be awesome! And Anna, please don't call me bitch on the internet!