Chapter 6

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Sam's P.O.V.

So, here I am, at my house, waiting for the taxi to come. I left the hospital a few weeks ago but I have to go there again, to get my cast removed. Finally, right?

I finally saw the taxi stop at my house, so I went outside and into the taxi. Taxi drove me to the hospital, I went in, waited at the waiting room, name got called blah blah yeah you get it.

Anyway, I went inside the cold room where I was supposed to be in, and sat down on the bed, patiently waiting for the doctor to come in. Dr. Jones came in and greeted me a kind 'hello.' To which I greeted her back.

"So Sam, are you ready to get your cast removed?" Dr. Jones asked me, sitting on a chair next to the bed.

"Yeah." I replied, scooting back a little on the bed.

"Okay." Dr. Jones started stripping the cast off. "So, Sam, have you been taking your medication?"

"Yep."

"Does anything hurt? Do your ribs hurt?"

"Not anymore."

"Okay, well, that's good. Just, for the meantime, don't do anything violent, or anything that includes moving around a lot. I'll give you a note for your P.E. class." Dr. Jones removed the cast.

"I'll try not to." I said.

"Okay, well, it's off!"

"Thanks, doc. See you soon." And with that, I left the hospital and waited for the bus to come. I hopped on the bus, and drove back home. I opened the door, and sat down on my couch, turning the T.V. on.

"Mysterious man arrested for looting many people." The news man person said. Then, a picture appeared on the screen, showing the mysterious man. Oh hey… is that…? It's the man that mugged me! "If you are one of the victims that were stolen from, please come to the police station to claim your items." Well, I do need my money back. I got up, and gathered my small bag to walk outside. I walked to the police station, despite the fact that my ankle hurt on my way there.

I opened the door, and instantly all the policemen looked at me. "Samantha Puckett?" One of them asked.

I looked to the direction of where the voice was coming from. "Berney!" I yelled.

"Sam! Hey, how are you? You didn't get in any trouble again, did you?" He asked, giving me a look.

"No, I promise. I'm staying out of trouble. Well, trying to." I replied. Berney was one of the police officers there, who always caught me doing something illegal. So, we know each other pretty well.

"That's good. So, what are you doing here, if I may ask." Berney asked.

"Oh, I'm here to claim the money that one dude stole from me." I told him. "Where can I get it?"

"Are you lying?"

"No! I'm not lying. I really did get robbed." I said.

"Hm. Hey Ronald." Berney told some dude behind prison bars. "Did you steal from her?" He pointed to me.

I looked at the man behind the bars. Oh, so he was the one who stole from me. The man curtly nodded. I looked at Berney, smirking. "Told ya. He stole some money from me, so give it."

"How much did you steal from her, Ronald?"

"Around 100." Ronald said.

Berney went behind the front desk and handed me 100 bucks. "Here ya go, kid." I took it, said thanks, and walked back to my house. I chuckled to myself for whatever reason and went to my room, looking for my laptop. I found it under my bed sheets and opened it, turning it on.

I typed 'Splashface . com' on the web address bar, and the page loaded really fast. I logged in, and checked for any new notifications. None. I looked at my friends list and noticed some people deleted me, including Carly. Of course. I clicked on her name, and her profile loaded. Well, those are a lot of pictures. It took around half of the page! I clicked on the album and scrolled down to the first picture.

Yeah, her profile is public.

Anyway, I clicked on the first picture, which disgusted me. A picture of Carly sucking on Freddie's face. Ew. Freddie wasn't doing anything. His hands weren't on her hips, or in her hair, or on her butt, his hands were just at his side. Weird. Aren't boyfriends supposed to hold their girlfriend close to them as they kissed? Whatever, like I care.

I clicked next, and it was another picture that disgusted me. Carly looked reaaaaally wasted in this picture. She was bent over, wearing short shorts, and some random dude had his hand on her ass. Well, that's not weird at all. Freddie was in the background, being the good boy he is. Not drinking, doing nothing at all. He looked really disgusted.

So, when were these pictures taken? A few hours ago. And it was uploaded a few hours ago, too. I sighed, and shook my head. I have no idea what Carly is trying to prove. She's destroying her life. Even I didn't do this! And I was thought to be the irresponsible one.

I turned my computer off, and went out the window. I usually did this when I was sneaking out of my house. I climbed down my house carefully, so I wouldn't hurt my ribs… or any other part of my body, actually.

I landed on the ground safely, and I went to an abandoned building. This used to be a really popular building, but it shut down because of some technical problems. I came here to think a lot, since the fire escape is off limits for me. I went up the side of the building, where the stairs were at for fire escapes. It's always tiring since it was around 50 stories, but it's totally worth it because when you stare out into the city, you just completely forget everything. It helps me think a lot. But actually, there is an elevator that I made. One of those where you pull the ropes to climb up. I finally got to the top of the bulding, and stared out to the beauty of Seattle.

I looked to my side and found the mattress I brought up here 6 months ago. I lay down, and stared out to the sky. The stars also help me think…

"You come up here too?" I hear a voice ask from behind. I sat up and looked back. I came face to face with no other than Freddie Benson.

"Uh, yeah…" I said.

"So… why do you come here?"

"Why do you come here?"

"I asked you first." He said, sitting down next to me on the bed.

"Just… to think… Now why do you come here?"

"To think." He smiled.

"Why don't you just go to the fire escape?" I asked.

"My friends use them for small parties and stuff, like just small hang-out spaces, so I don't have any time to think alone, because they're always there. So I come up here. I was wondering why there was a mattress up here."

"Yeah, I brought it up one day."

"That's cool…"

"Yeah…"

"Well… I'll just uh… go." I say, standing up and making my way to my elevator. "See you." I smile, climbing down.

Another chapter done. We're finally seeing some Seddie! Even if it is short.
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