So apparently as soon as I decided to continue with this story the chapter just came right out easily. Interestingly enough, the song I listened to that made me want to create this story is the same song that made me want to continue this story, so thank you to the song "Wasted" By Carrie Underwood (Which I clearly don't own, along with anything else.)

This chapter takes place directly after the last one, with Freddie's reaction to Sam visiting him. Hope you all like it.

Chapter 8- Don't Know What To Think

At the rehab center

"Sam came to visit me today." Freddie mumbled, standing outside Kolby's office door.

Kolby looked up quickly and motioned for him to sit down, which Freddie did with a sigh "What did she say? Was it a good visit?"

Freddie nodded "Yeah, she told me she wants to help..." he trailed off with a shake of his head.

Kolby watched him carefully for a minute "Do you not believe her? I would have thought you'd be happy"

"I am...I mean, I want to be."

"But?" Kolby knew Freddie had clearly had a long day, but he needed him to admit why he felt the way he did.

Freddie sighed and ran a hand through his hair "Why now? This drinking thing isn't exactly a new thing, and I've been here in rehab for some time too. And I mean...I got myself into this mess, turning to the alcohol, do I really deserve having someone help me out of it?"

Kolby nodded, finally understanding where his thoughts were "The only one who can answer the first question is Sam, but from everything you told me it's best to just let her tell you when she's ready. As for the second question...yes you do. You may have gotten into that bad lifestyle, but you made the first move by coming here."

Freddie looked thoughtful and then nodded "One day at a time. Thanks Kolby."

He walked out of the office and down to his room quietly.

Sam's house

"Come on buddy." Sam said tiredly, picking Ayden up and bringing him to his room "It's getting late and you need to get some sleep."

"But mommyyy, I'm not tired." Ayden protested, yawning quietly.

Sam smiled and ran a hand through his hair, causing him to look up at her with eyes that looked just like Freddie's. "Of course you're not, let's just get you lying down and you can stay up if you want."

Ayden nodded and went upstairs, not even 5 minutes after his head touched his pillow he was fast asleep. Sam watched him for a few minutes, noticing just how much he looked like Freddie, he looked like her as well of course but at moments like this she can see so much of him it made her eyes water.

Hurrying into her room she grabbed the phone and dialed the number she'd been dialing alot lately "Hey Alyssa? Yeah I did go see him, I made it inside today. He looks...like Freddie, I mean things are still different, but he looks better, more like the Freddie I...the Freddie I knew before. Sure we can meet up tomorrow and talk. Ok, bye."

She hung up the phone and curled up in a ball thinking back to moments in her life that she knew she'd remember forever, finally falling asleep.

Ok so it's not long, but I wanted to get a chapter up and this was bouncing around in my brain all night, the next one will be longer I promise. Hope you all liked it!