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When morning came, Sam got up before Carly did. Usually Carly and Spencer were up way before Sam and the two of them would be making breakfast until eventually Sam would jump up, asking for food. Sam wasn't even hungry this morning. In fact, she felt slightly nauseated.
Was it because she had cried herself to sleep last night? Or was it because she was pregnant? Remembering that pregnancy test and Freddie's reaction, Sam felt weepy. She got up, went to the bathroom and quickly got dressed. After she was ready, she left Carly's and headed to the doctor's office.
Sam hated doctors and dentists. They always did painful things, like drill your teeth or insist you have shots. This time Sam didn't get a shot. They told her to pee in a cup. After she handed them the urine sample, the nurse told her to put on a gown and go lay down on the exam table.
Suddenly Sam felt embarrassed and scared. The doctor came in and told her to place her heels in the stirrups and push her hips to the end of the table. Sam bit her lip. She didn't like this at all... and found herself wanting Freddie right now... Big Time.
Carly woke up and noticed Sam wasn't downstairs on the couch. It was as if she had just gotten up and disappeared. Sam never left before breakfast, so Carly was worried. Carly threw on her robe and headed over to Freddie's.
With a concerned look on her face, she knocked on Freddie's door.
Freddie was dressed but still sleepy when he came to the door and found Carly there. "Hey what's up?" he asked in a tired voice. He had been up all night thinking about Sam, and hoping she was okay.
Carly looked at Freddie, noting how dishevelled he looked. His hair was a mess and his eyes looked sort of funny, as though he hadn't gotten much sleep.
"Hi, Freddie," Carly said as she stood there in her nightie and robe. "I'm really sorry to bother you, but I'm worried about Sam. I came downstairs and she was just gone... vanished. She never does that. Sam never leaves before breakfast. Never."
"You haven't seen her, have you?" Carly asked, looking rather upset and worried about her best friend.
Freddie shook his head sleepily. "No...no, I haven't," he said." I can help you look. Maybe she went to get something to eat? Or I dunno out for some reason?"
Carly shook her head. It was more than that. She just KNEW.
"Nevermind," Carly sighed. "I'm sure she'll show up later..."
But worry made her change her mind. "I'll go back to my place and get dressed, then we can go look for her," said Carly. She returned to her apartment and hurriedly got ready to go look for Sam.
Meanwhile, Sam was getting dressed as she thought of how humiliating that exam had been. She had only just recently lost her virginity, so it had kind of hurt. She then sit back down in a chair, just waiting for the doctor to come back. Part of her did want to be pregnant... to have Freddie's baby. And another part of her, the scared and frightened part, hoped it wasn't true.
The doctor returned to the exam-room, carrying a clipboard in his hand. "Miss Puckett, your pregnancy test results are back..." said the doctor. "And your suspicions were correct. You are pregnant."
Sam didn't say anything, but her mouth fell open... and she just sat there, staring at the doctor in shock. "Sam, are you alright?" asked the doctor, noticing that she had gone completely white.
"I gotta go," Sam said, standing up quickly and practically running from the doctor's office. Sam ran and ran until her sides ached, but those words kept coming back to her. "You are pregnant... you are pregnant..." again and again.
"Freddie, ohhhh God..." Sam sobbed, making it back to her house. When she got there, her mom and a couple of naked guys were passed out on the living room floor together. Sam turned away in disgust, heading down the hallway to her bedroom.
Once inside, Sam locked the door. Pressing herself against it, Sam cried. Freddie's words came back to her, all his worries and fears, along with her own. Neither of them had a job... neither knew how to TRULY take care of a baby.
"Nooooo... noooo," Sam cried out, crying so hard she sunk to the floor. After a good cry, she sat up, wondering what to do.
Part of her wanted to call Carly, her best friend... or even Melanie, her twin... but she couldn't. She couldn't even form words right now, how would she ever explain. Carly and Melanie didn't even know about her and Freddie. They would both be totally clueless.
"What should I do?" she said in a whisper, laying a hand softly over her flat tummy.
She was scared as she reached for her cellphone, flipping thru the names in the index. "FREDWARD" popped up. She knew she had to tell him, but she didn't know if she could. She was terrified of his reaction. Afterall, she was the one carrying the baby. What if he deserted her now? Would her mom make her give the baby up? Sam felt a ripping sensation in her chest whenever that thought came to mind.
"Please God, don't let anybody take this baby away," she whispered as she proceeded to call Freddie. It rang as Sam waited for an answer.
Freddie had gotten himself awake and was waiting for Carly to return so they could look for Sam. Just then the phone rang, so he answered it. "Hello," he said.
Sam nearly dropped the phone hearing Freddie's voice. Suddenly then, she just blurted it all out. "Freddie, I went to the doctors like you said. And they did this exam... and this test... and well, the doctor came in and he said..."
Sam took a breath. "Well, he said, yeah, I'm pregnant."
"So, it's true. I am. I'm pregnant," she spoke. "But don't worry... I have decided... I decided-
"I'm running away from home."
"Sam, you can't do that!" Freddie said.
He then lowered his voice. "Carly is worried about you, and why would you run away?" he asked, waiting for her to answer.
"Because of last night," Sam said in a soft whisper. "Because you might not want me... and you might not want our baby."
"Like you said last night, we are way too young for this..."
"Neither of us have a job... and we don't know how- how to take care of a baby," Sam reminded.
"I can't stay here. If my mom finds out, she's going to send me to a home... One of those bad places they send girls who are unwed and pregnant.
And then they'll make me give the baby up."
"I can't, Fredward. I can't give away this baby... no one can make me..." Sam said insistantly. "That's why I have to run away. I gotta get out of here before my mother finds out."
"When she discovers I'm pregnant, all hell is gonna break lose. So, I'm packing a bag and I'm getting on a bus... and I am going to get as far away from here as possible," Sam said to Freddie.
"Sam, that's not logical. Yes, I said those things but because its the truth," Freddie said gently. "Not because I don't care about you or I've changed my mind. I'll be upset if you leave ... more upset than Carly."
"You will?" she said softly, sounding hopeful all the sudden. She was slowly calming down, hearing Freddie's voice as he spoke to her so gently.
"I really don't want to go," she admitted. "I'd miss Carly so much. But most of all, I'd miss you."
"But you know, I can't stay here either. What if that doctor calls my mom?" Sam said becoming worried and upset once again. "What if he tells her I'm pregnant?"
"She's passed out right now on the livingroom floor, but when she wakes up, she's gonna be in a really bad mood," Sam spoke. "She always is when the booze starts wearing off..."
"If that doctor calls and tells her I'm pregnant, she's gonna freak," Sam told Freddie. "I knew I shouldn't have told that doctor my real name."
"Of course I'd miss you if you left," Freddie said softly.
"I don't know," he admitted sadly. "I don't want you to get in trouble. But my mom isn't going to be pleased either. If both of us runaway then where will we go?"
"You wanna run away with me?" Sam asked, feeling relieved because no matter what happened at least she wasn't going to be alone in this. Maybe Freddie was just as worried about his mom's reaction to her pregnancy as she had been when thinking of her own mother finding out.
"I have some money saved up... and I know you do, too. Cause you were going to buy some new tech equipment. I was saving to go on a trip to see Melanie in the summer, but this is so much more important," said Sam. "Melanie could help us. She's my twin. And she's far enough away, I don't think we'll be found."
"We could take a bus. But we have to tell Carly. She'll worry," Sam insisted.
"Is there a way for you to make sure that Melanie will help us?" Freddie asked, "What if we go there and she doesn't help?"
"Yes ... yes, we do need to tell Carly so she'll understand," he explained, hoping it would go well; he hoped that Carly would understand.
"Yes, I will call her before I come over. I'll pack a bag and bring my money... and maybe Carly has a little money she could loan us, too," replied Sam. "Don't worry; Melanie will help us. We are identical twins and when it really comes down to it, we'd do anything for each other. And she more than anyone knows how our mother is. She will help."
"I'll be over in a little bit," Sam said before she ended the call.
Sam then placed a call to her sister at boarding school. "Mel, hi..." she said when Melanie picked up. "Melanie, listen... Freddie and I need your help. Yes, Freddie... no, no... I don't despise him anymore... and no, I don't call him a nerd or a nub. Melanie, please listen..."
"I'm in trouble... and Freddie and I are taking a bus... Will you meet us at the bus station? And whatever you do, will you promise NOT to tell Mom?"
After Melanie agreed and promised to help, Sam hung up the phone. She then began gathering items in a duffel bag, stuffing it as full as she could. She found her hiding place under the carpet, stuffing ten dollar bills into her pocket. Her mother had never found it, thank God, otherwise she may have used it for booze.
After Sam had packed all that would fit in the bag, she looked down at her cat lying on the bed. She just couldn't leave him here, but what choice would she have? Sam hugged Frothy and kissed his little head. She couldn't very well stuff him in the duffel bag and take him on the bus. "I love you, Froth. Take care ok, bud?" she said, stroking his soft grey fur. Sam gave him one last hug, then headed over to Freddie's.
Freddie packed all that he could, including his money, then he took one last look around the apartment and went out in the hallway to meet Sam.
"Alright," he said. "We should go find Carly. What did Melanie say?" He hoped Melanie would help them; they had nowhere else to go and he didn't know what else to do.
Sam gave Freddie a quick hug when she had met up with him in the hallway outside of his and Carly's apartments. "Melanie promised to help us. She said she would meet us at the bus station," Sam replied. Together then, she and Freddie went to talk to Carly.
Carly answered the door, surprised to see Sam with Freddie. "Where did you find her?" Carly asked, but Sam pushed Carly inside, entering the apartment. After a quick look around, Sam found that Spencer was no where in sight. Spencer was a great guy, but he would feel obligated to tell Freddie's mom if he knew of their plan to run away.
"She called me," Freddie said which wasn't a complete lie.
"Carly, you gotta help us," Sam began. "I'm pregnant..."
"P- pregnant?" Carly gasped, visibly suprised.
After a minute, Carly began to recover. "Sam, how did this happen?" Carly asked.
She then looked over at Freddie, demanding some answers.
When Carly wanted to know how Sam got pregnant, Freddie felt nervous all of a sudden. "Ummm...it happened...after she and I..." His voice trailed off as he really didn't know what to say.
"Carly, how in the world you THINK it happened?" Sam gasped, disbelieving that Carly had actually said THAT. "Freddie and I ... well, we are ... a couple."
"Oh..." Carly said, looking shell-shocked.
After a few moments, Carly visibly recovered a little, looking at her two best friends. "Ummmm... how- how can I help?" she asked.
"We don't want Freddie's mom finding out... or my mom, so we are running away from home. We wanted to tell you, so you wouldn't worry about us. We'll call you when we get there..." Sam started.
"There? Where's there?" Carly wanted to know.
"We are taking a bus and Melanie will meet us there. She's gonna help us," explained Sam. "Please... please... promise you will tell no one."
Freddie hoped that Carly wouldn't be upset by hearing that they were running away now that Sam had said it and that they were going to Melanie for help. They would need a lot of help he realized.
Carly wasn't sure what to say. This was all so sudden. Freddie and Sam were a couple, Sam was pregnant, and now the two of them were running away "Of course, I'll help," she finally said. "And I won't tell anyone. Not even Spencer."
Carly then wanted to know if they needed anything before they left. "Could we borrow some money? Please?" Sam asked hopefully.
"Sure," said Carly. She went to her purse and pulled out some bills. She handed them to Freddie. "Will this help?" she asked.
"Yes, thank you," Freddie said to Carly as he accepted the money from her and put it in his wallet with his own money.
"We'll find a way to pay you back as soon as we figure everything out," he promised.
"Don't worry about paying me back right now, just be safe," Carly said, hugging Freddie tight. "And take good care of Sam, she's my best friend."
Sam and Carly then hugged each other tight. "Call me as soon as you get there," Carly insisted as Sam and Freddie headed out the door. They had to hurry off, because the bus was leaving in less than a half hour.
Freddie had hugged Carly back. "I promise," he said of taking care of Sam. He and Sam had to hurry up to catch their bus.