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Chapter 7:
Freddie's P.O.V.

The hours went by slowly. Truthfully, those hours seemed to be the slowest thing I had ever endured. I wanted everything to end. Every hour, ever minute, every second was spent thinking of Sam.

Sam. My Sam. My dead Sam.

I was crying softly and mournfully, even though it had been two damn years. I missed her like it was only yesterday that I saw her lying on the hospital bed. How she looked like she was sleeping, and the summer nights I had spent at her place rushed through my mind. Whenever me and my mother would get into crazy fights because I refused to be given a tick bath or whatever the mad women wanted to do, I'd go over to Sam's.

I know a lot of people expect it to have been the last place I'd go but that's exactly why I went. Plus, Sam was actually nice to me when no one was around. I remember staring at the stars with her, our little jokes that I would cherish forever, even the wishes we made at 11:11 despite the fact they'd never come true.

It was nice to get away from it all, and to talk to her about the struggles I was going through at the time. I cried more remembering this. I decided to just go to bed. I wasn't doing anything for the rest of the day and I certainly didn't want to spend the rest of the night crying. Damn, I'm a baby.

I woke up that morning and soon remembered the date I had with Audrey. I got ready and made my way to her place.

Deep into our conversation at the ice cream parlor I wondered how increasingly, this girl was like Sam. I mean she loved ham and any other forms of meat, she loved teasing me and she blue eyes, they were just so much like Sam's. It all amazed me.

This girl could fall for Sam so easily, something was wrong. I didn't know exactly what it was but something was wrong. It was a gut instinct and my gut instincts were usually right. I looked back at Audrey the Sam look alike and smiled at her fading more into my deep thoughts.

I lie awake that night thinking about the kiss. I remembered it like it was yesterday. I was with Sam and I had just got into a huge fight with Carly and over all just having a really bad day. I was with Sam and the Groovy Smoothy ramming in about how bad my day was when all of a sudden Sam leaned over and kissed me. It was filled with passion and longed for it, when we pulled away she smiled and claimed I talked way top much.

Yes, I always said I loved Carly. The truth was that I just liked Carly and even then it was just as a friend but secretly I was in love with Sam.

I always have been, but for the longest time I thought she didn't like me. Anyway, one day Carly told me she liked me a lot and well, I kinda wanted to make Sam jealous and want me, but the only thing I did was push her away.

It was my fault she went into a depression and did all those things. It's my fault she is dead now. I wanted to die myself but I knew how much it would break everyone's hearts, especially my mother's. Ever since my dad died in a boating accident when I was 10 she was never the same, she'd go even more crazy if I was dead and I could never do that to her.