SONG OF THE MOMENT:: HAUNTED BY KELLY CLARKSON
[Sam]
she backed up a bit as he stood, her back against the wall, her hand over her chest, the other clenched and placed at her waist.
she lowered her head, and closed her eyes tightly, gritting her teeth.
"I Remembered…"
he stood speechless, eyes wide.
"Sam…"
"I don't know what ran through your head that moment, Freddie. and I don't care anymore…this whole time I've been with you, I've been trying to figure out why I loved you in the first place, your just another jerk, in this big messed up world."
he took a step closer.
"but now I see…you could care less about me, if you had a chance to start over you would did, but you didn't bother explaining something like what happened to me…you were actually going to just let me live my life without telling me something this important? you were actually just going to let me die slowly inside? Cus that's what it felt like, I felt empty, like I was dying!"
she nearly yelled, tears in her eyes, she tried to hold them back, because she was Samantha Puckett, and she knew better than that. she was stronger than that.
he stepped closer, now standing in front of her, eyes narrowed as he looked up and down her cold, shaking body.
"I hate you, Freddie Benson. I HATE YO-"
he captured her lips with his, and pinned her against the wall, closing his eyes.
she blinked in surprise.
but stood there for a moment, till she finally closed her eyes, and kissed him back.
[Spencer]
he carried her bridal style into the beach house, eyes narrowed.
she had slept the whole car ride there, and yet she hadn't moved a muscle.
Spencer wasn't as worried as he should be.
"Carly"
he whispered as he set her on the couch, trying to shake her awake.
"Carly…?"
"Carly!"
she grunted in her sleep, and turned over to face him.
his eyes widened when he finally noticed her flustered cheeks, and her fluttering eyelids.
"Carly"
he whispered, feeling her head.
she was sick.
this wasn't good.