Okay so this chapter things get weird, hope you enjoy..
iSaved your life, but made it more complicated
It had been a few weeks since I figured out my feeling and it had been torture. I realized I love Sam but at the same time was hiding it the best I could. I mean even if I am in love with her she is my straight best friend. What if she stopped talking to me when I told her? Even worse what if she accepted it at first but grew to hate me for it and it totally ruined our friendship? I couldn't take those chances so I would keep it to myself and try to find someone else. But I had slip ups along the way most recently when I put this assassin game on hold and Sam had tried to cheat. For some reason I thought it was a genius idea to frisk my straight best friend. To make it even worse I slapped her on the butt as we left to do this dare for iCarly. I was lost in thought when I was shoved out of the blue then heard the sound of tires squealing. I looked to see who had rudely shoved me so hard when I noticed Freddie was on the ground.
I started to yell at Freddie about how traffic is no place to goof around but I noticed the big taco truck and that Freddie wasn't moving. Oh my god Freddie got hit by the taco truck, I run over to him but Sam is already there and tells me to call 911. I do what she says and tell the operator where we are and that Freddie had been hit. I asked Sam what had happen and she told me that I hadn't seen the taco truck when I was crossing the street and Freddie had got hit pushing me out of the way. Oh my god Freddie got hit because of me, if I had just been paying attention my friend wouldn't be here bleeding and broken. I was crying when Sam told me she was going to call 911 and see what was taking so long and walked away. Sam returned a little bit later with a taco in her hand and told me they were almost here. I asked her through my tears if she really bought a taco from the truck and she gave me a typical Sam answer. She told me she was going to get Spencer and see if Freddie's mom was home. The paramedics arrived shortly after that and loaded him into the ambulance and they sped off while I said a prayer that Freddie would be okay. I was still in tears when Sam and Spencer showed up and took me back to the loft.
I had been a couple days since the accident and I decided to bring Freddie some cupcake's I made him hoping to show that I was sorry and tell him that he was a hero. Freddie's mom was extra bitchy to me for some reason (I mean other than the fact that I almost killed her son) She told me he was in the shower and that she would be back in a little bit and left me in the room alone. I took a look around Freddie's room looking at the various things he has collected and opened his closet door to find out that he has a big picture of me in his closet, that was a little weird but sweet at the same time. A crash in the bathroom brought me out of my thoughts, I ask Freddie if he is okay and after a little searching I find a way to help him without embarrassing either of us. I lead Freddie to his bed and he gets under the covers to my relief. I sit down on his bed and tell him that he is a hero and then it hits me, Freddie can be the person that gets my mind off Sam. He loves me to the point of risking his life for me, is cute in a geeky way, and can be funny. I mean this can work, right? Love isn't always at first site and I don't think it has to be about gender right, maybe I am bi-sexual? I decide to kiss him and when I kiss him something isn't right. I dismiss it thinking that maybe it was just nerves on both our ends especially Freddie's because he just pretty much just tazzerd himself. I decide to give it another try and while it is nice like my kisses before it just wasn't what I was looking for. Luckyily Freddie's mom walks in and gives me a out from the situation so I can flee and think about everything that just happened.
I flee from Freddie's and run right into Sam, this day seriously could not get any more awkward. Sam ask me what happen and I fumble with answer along with my key's before getting the door unlocked and blurting out that I kissed Freddie at the same time and shutting it in Sam's face. Sam want in but I quickly tell that I am afraid she will hit me which is kind of a lie. I know Sam would never hit me but she might hate me for kissing Freddie. She tells me that she would never hit me and tells me that we should talk. I think about that for a moment and open the door yanking her in the apartment with me. I go on a rant about how I could possibly like Freddie and how she probably hates me because of it. (I mean we are not dating but it kind of feels like cheating on Sam in some f'd up way) Sam makes me sit down and tell me that she could never hate me and while she doesn't understand it at all if Freddie makes me happy then she is happy for me. We hug and just watch some tv for the rest of the day before she goes home. I go up and get ready for bed and hope that this all works out for the best.
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"Steven we have to talk, it's about the kids."'
Anyway hope you guys like this chapter. I know some of you are probably not happy now but I hope you stick with it.