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Chapter 50

iWil be here for you

~ * Sam * ~

I walk inside of our apartment, holding Freddie's hand tightly. I sigh in slight relief when we close the door behind us.

After Freddie woke up in the hospital he was luckily allowed to go home soon. I really can't believe the bad luck he's having…why does it always have to be him?

I paid as much attention as I could when the nurse told me how to clean Freddie's wound. It didn't seem that hard. I hope I'll do it well, I don't want him to be in pain.

Freddie's flashback attacks really freak me out. He seems to be in so much mental and emotional pain…He must have seen really horrible things. I feel so incredibly bad for him. I wish it was me rather than him to be honest, I really can't stand it to see Freddie in any kind of pain.

Brad seems to be really affected too…I just really hope that psychiater will be able to help them. And I really dearly hope Freddie doesn't have ptsd… We have a long way to go again… But I'll support Brad and especially Freddie in everything and I will be there for them no matter what.

Freddie decided we won't tell his mom. The hospital didn't inform her because Brad, Carly and me were already there and they didn't want any more people. Marissa has already been pretty stressed lately and Freddie said he doesn't want to worry her.

I look into Freddie's eyes, stroking his cheek with my thumb softly. ''Baby…I love you so much. Please if you're feeling down or scared or angry or whatever don't act like you're fine but please just tell me…okay?''

Freddie smiles at me and puts a string of hair behind my ear. ''I will babe. I'm fine…it's just those flashbacks. I don't even know what happens to me when I have them…it's horrible.''

I nod, sighing. ''I know. Just know I'm here for you, always. And you don't have to act tough for me…we're way past that stage right?'' I smirk slightly.

Freddie smirks back slightly and nods before pecking my lips. I peck him back softly, tasting his sweet beautiful full lips.

I wrap my arms around his neck and smile as I feel him wrapping his arms around my waist. He pulls me close and I kiss him softly, closing my eyes slowly.

He kisses me back lovingly and whispers. ''I love you Sammy…''

I smile and rest my forehead against his, looking into his eyes as I whisper back. ''I love you too…''

I press my lips against his again and kiss him tenderly. He holds my waist tighter and deepens the kiss slightly.

He makes me forget about every bad thing in the world. I honestly don't know what I would do without him.

I pull back slowly from the kiss after a few seconds and look into Freddie's eyes again. ''Are you sure it's best to not tell your mom?...I mean, you could get a flashback right in front of her. Or have an appointment with the psychiater when she's home. Plus, you're her son and she realizes when something's wrong with you.''

Freddie sighs. ''I know but…she seems so stressed lately. She works really hard and I don't want to burden her with it and worry her.''

''You're too good of a person sometimes…'' I smirk slightly.

Freddie nods and smirks back slightly. ''I know.'' He chuckles.

I chuckle back. ''Alright we won't tell her, but if it gets worse we're gonna have to okay?''

He nods. ''Yeah.''

Freddie takes my hand and walks to the couch with me. He sits down and I sit down on his lap gently. He smiles and wraps his arms around me as I rest my head on his chest.

He starts stroking my hair softly. ''Do you think Brad's gonna be okay?''

I smile when he does that and then nod. ''Yeah I think so… I mean, he seems really affected which is totally logical. But I don't think it caused him any damage. He's a good and strong guy and he has Carly to take care of him too…I think he'll be fine.''

Freddie nods. ''Yeah true. And I've got you to take care of me…'' He smirks and leans down to peck my lips.

I peck his lips back and nod, smirking slightly. ''True that. Speaking of taking care of you, can I see your wound for a sec? I wanna make sure I remember how to treat it.''

He smiles and nods. I smile back at him and lift his shirt up slightly, studying the wound on his stomach. It looks a little bit less bad as earlier already. I try to remember what the nurse told me. I have to put a little bit of disinfecting alcohol on a sterile gauze and dab it on the wound and around the stitches carefully and then quickly but gently change the plaster or however you call that thing. And that three times a day. I smile to myself. That can't be that hard.

~ * Freddie * ~

I smirk slightly at Sam as she studies my wound. ''And, you think you can handle it, nurse Sam?''

She rolls her eyes and chuckles before nodding her head. ''Yeah. I don't have to do that much so y'know.'' She smirks and I smirk back at her, chuckling.

She pulls my shirt back down and I look at her. ''Babe, can you make me sandwich?''

She raises an eyebrow slightly and then shrugs, standing up. ''Yeah sure.''

I chuckle and pull her back down. ''Baby I was just kidding, I have a wound on my stomach I'm not disabled.'' I smirk. ''I can make my own sandwich.''

She rolls her eyes and chuckles, nudging my chest. ''You're such a nub!''

''Ahh, those are good words to hear out of your mouth.'' I smirk and chuckle before pecking her lips and standing up.

I walk to the kitchen and grab some slices of bread. ''You want anything?''

She laughs and nods. ''Yeah I'll take a sandwich too.''

I look at her and smirk. ''Extra ham?''

''Duh!'' she nods and smirks.

I start making two ham-cheese sandwiches and pour some juice in two glasses. I glance over at Sam and smile.

I still don't understand how I can be married to an amazing and beautiful girl like her. And I can't believe how soft and sweet she has become over the past months. I smirk to myself. I'm happy with that though because it means that she's comfortable with me and has finally let those walls that she's built up around herself all these years fall down.

I never imagined my life the way it is right now, but I couldn't be happier about it. Sam and I have been through hell together and we have major bad luck sometimes, but we always get through it together, and I want it to always be that way.

I continue to make the sandwiches and Sam walks up to me, putting her head on my shoulder. ''Don't forget that psychiater will come here in a couple of hours.''

''I won't baby.''

''Good.'' She smiles. ''Are you nervous about it?''

''Yeah a little I guess…I mean I don't want a random person to know all about me and my life and force me to talk about it…I don't like that chiz.''

''I know babe but it's for your own good. And who knows maybe he or she won't even talk about the rest of your life, maybe they'll only ask about what happened.''

I nod. ''Yeah maybe…I hope so.''

She hugs me and smiles. ''And don't forget I'm here for you. If he or she goes too far or asks the wrong things I'll buttersock that face. ''she smirks slightly.

I chuckle at her and nod. ''I know. Thanks babe.''

She chuckles too. ''No problem.''

I hug her close and kiss the top of her head before putting the sandwiches onto two plates and handing her one. ''Here.'' I smile.

''Thanks Fredducini .''She smirks jokingly.

I chuckle. ''Fredducini? Really? I haven't heard that one the last year.''

''I know. It was about time I called you that again.'' She chuckles and sits back down on the couch and takes a bite of her sandwich.

I smirk and sit down next to her, taking a bite of mine too.

We both finish our sandwich after a few minutes and Sam crawls into my lap again. I smirk slightly. ''Hey there beautiful.''

She smirks back slightly and pecks my lips. ''Hey. Your mom doesn't come home till tonight right?

''No why?''

''Maybe…'' she smirks and unbuttons some buttons of my shirt. ''We could have some fun…''

I smirk widely at her. ''Hmm…what kind of fun exactly?''

She continues to unbutton my shirt slowly. ''Oh you know exactly what kind of fun.''

I smirk and nod. ''I certainly do.'' I lean up and start kissing Sam passionately. She kisses me back the same way, pressing herself against me slightly.

Damn that girl is so freaking sexy. I slide my hands down to her butt and give it a gentle squeeze.

Sam pulls back. ''Oh look what a bad boy…touching his nurse.'' She smirks widely.

I roll my eyes and smirk back widely at her. 'Oh trust me that's not the only thing I'm gonna do to her.''

I stand up and pick Sam up bridal style. She giggles softly and wraps her arms around my neck.

I peck her lips softly as I carry her to the bedroom and throw her on our bed, climbing on top of her and starting to kiss down her neck.

God I love her so much. Although life is bad, life is good right now.