Heey, it's me. Here's day 46 and I'm completely depressed. Did you guys see iOpen A Restaurant? If you did or if you didn't, this is about that episode. How could Dan SERIOUSLY bring CREDDIE back? He is a complete troll. And I don't like Freddie anymore, thanks to this episode. The writers have turned Freddie into an idiot and I don't like it. No one likes it. Yesterday, after the episode, on twitter we trended 'We Want Seddie' and Dan saw it. He said "Wow! I see the trending topic!:)" He better notice that we want Seddie and not Creddie. Actually, I feel like Sam deserves someone better, but I do still love Seddie.

Anyway, enjoy...or not...yeah.

~A depressed Charlotte~

Day 46 of 100 Days of Seddie Challenge: iCan't Believe It

Sam POV

I looked at Freddie as he said, "Alright, I'm gonna go follow Carly up." The moment he said it, I had a feeling. And it wasn't a good feeling.

"Hey," I said, calling him back. I walked over to where he was standing. "You got a new little crush on her?" I asked.

"What? Pfft, no! Pfft!" he said, but smirking at me to give it away. I could always tell when he lied.

Hearing him say that made my heart and stomach drop. I felt numb.

"Well go," I said. I couldn't see him anymore. I didn't want to look at his little smiling face that had been lying to me the whole time. When he was saying that we could maybe get back together last September, I guess he just said it to fill the awkward silence and not cause he meant it. Stupid Puckett. Stupid Benson. This wasn't fair.

"Bye," he said and walked away.

I stood there, my face falling and I didn't try to cover it.

How could he do this to me? Was he serious? Did our relationship mean nothing to him? Was I really that stupid – that naive – to believe that he did, that he even cared enough to let me down easy? Was I just a game to him? Someone that he could just play to get back at me... to get back Carly? I felt so dumb and confused and, above all, I felt hurt.

I could feel Gibby coming up behind me. "Too close," I said.

"Right," he said and walked off. I carried on with my thinking.

I was just part of his sick little games. No one ever wants me, so why did I even think for a second that nerdy little Fredward Benson would ever love me? He just used me and I let him because I was so caught up in my own mind, my own love for him, that I ever even thought that he would love me back. Gosh, why was I so stupid? I hated myself for even loving him. But I can't regret it. Ever.

I carried on standing there, with a frown set on my face and tears that were threatening to fall. I was not going to cry over him. I wasn't. He's not worth my tears. I was definitely hurt but he was an idiot. I should really whack him with a butter sock but I didn't have any energy to go after him. No energy to speak to him unless I absolutely needed to. I was going to pretend nothing happened. If he was going to make out like we never happened and that we were nothing, I was going to do exactly that back. Two can play at that game, and Mama always wins.

I was going to forget about everything he had ever said – but was it that easy?

I felt weak and I didn't feel like doing anything. I had no energy to even think about eating or moving from the spot I was in. What did Carly do to make Freddie have a crush on her again? Was it even a crush? Was it more? I was over thinking and my head started to hurt.

How the heck did this happen?

Why did it happen?

I wasn't angry at Carly, she was my best friend. I was angry at Freddie. Well, less than angry. I didn't have the power to even be angry. I was just upset that he didn't even think about me. That he didn't even consider what it would do to me. He didn't even think about what I was going to feel.

I didn't even know if he cared about me.

I sat down in the corner of the basement and didn't move until I heard the final bell signalling the end of the school day.

Did this make you as depressed as I feel? I'm writing this with no energy what so ever. Review...