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iCarly/Victorious: Carousel Nights #3

When Freddie woke up he felt completely exhausted. He had spent probably an hour trying to get back to sl*ep after seeing Spencer and Cat's aunt messing around. It wasn't an awful experience, however, since it gave him a lot more time to smell Jade's hair, and appreciate the feel of her skin against his, and taste her soft skin as she slept, eliciting half-awake smiles and coos.

In addition to the feeling of exhaustion he realized he was alone. He heard a noise in his bathroom and sprung up to check it out. He saw Jade brushing her hair, still wet from apparently taking a shower.

"Hey," she said softly, not looking him in the eyes as she brushed.

"Hey yourself... decide you didn't want another two person chapter?" he joked, sliding his hands to her sides. But as soon as he made contact, she pulled away.

"I'm gonna head out," Jade said, ducking out of the bathroom before grabbing some clothes to wear. "I will bring these back before I go home, ok?"

"Jade… what's wrong?"

"Nothing…" she said, finally making eye contact putting the wisps of her hair behind her ears. "Look... I'm sorry. I woke up and grabbed your phone to check the time, and I hit a wrong button I guess, and just saw the text message. The one from Sam."

"Ah… look, it’s no big-"

"No, Freddie, it is a big thing. I blow through town, drop some serious business in your lap, you and I do something that we probably shouldn't have done, and now you may have lost a friend. That doesn't exactly seem fair, or right, but it is most certainly a big deal."

Freddie considered responding, but really, she wasn't wrong. He loved Jade, and he cared for her, but her stay was going to be short and he should have known better than to let this happen again. Finally, he reached his hand to take hers, and gripping it tight.

"Jade, it's not your fault. This is completely on me. I'm sure this thing with Sam will blow over, but let me try and deal with it before you feel bad. I'm sure after a tuck talk, she’ll calm down."

"Well, either way. I'm gonna head out, and I guess it would be better if I left town soon. Before I cause any other trouble."

"Seriously, Jade. Cool it with the pity party. I will see you later. Go hang out with Cat and her aunt…" Freddie's voice trailed off as he spoke, closing Jade to give him a weird look. He walked her to the door, and kissed her cheek once more before hobbling back to his room to get ready for the day.

* * *

Jade stood on the other side of the Benson's door, wondering if she should have stuck around. She grabbed her phone and dialled Cat to let her know that she was on the way. After the third or fourth ring, she figured she would have to settle for a voicemail, but the redhead finally answered, though clearly half asl*ep.

"Hello?"

"Hey Cat, it's me. I'm leaving Freddie's now and headed back to the apartment." Jade was almost to the elevator when Cat stopped her.

"Wait... me and Aunt Kenzie stayed over here last night, so give me a sec and you can hang with me and Carly this morning."

"Cat, I don't know about that… I don't want to intrude if you and Carly are…"

But her words fell on nothing, as the petite redhead had already hung up and was in the process of getting dressed so she could let Jade in. The Shay's door few open and Cat was standing there in an oversized shirt, and if she was wearing anything else, Jade couldn't see it. Though, Jade's surprise at seeing Cat's outfit was nothing compared to how entertained Cat was that Jade was dressed in clearly men's clothes.

Can giggled as she motioned Jade in and led her up the stairs to Carly's room. The laughter didn't end once Carly got a look at her.

"So... how was your night?' Carly asked, her smirk painting her face.

"Fine... Mind if we don't talk about it?"

"Oh, well, I'm not going to let you go around dressed in Freddie’s clothes. I might have something that would fit you…" Carly's voice trailed off, as lade began to strip, and couldn't help herself from looking at Jade's gorgeous rack. "Well, most of you."

Jade felt herself blush a bit at the compliment as she threw on Carly's jeans which were a little tight, and her t-shirt was even tighter, but would be fine for a while. She would just have to deal with a few awkward stares. The other girls were each getting ready.

"So," Jade asked, "how were your nights?"

Cat and Carly exchanged a look before Cat finally answered.

"It was good. We had dinner, went to see the movie, had some ice cream, and then just had a good time back here at the apartment."

"I bet you did..." Now it was Jade's turn to smirk slyly. "I guess your aunt spent the night too."

"Yeah, she did. I think her and Spencer are really hitting it off. She hasn't had a solid relationship in forever, from what told."

Carly looked quizzical for a moment at Cat, as if she was looking for the right words. Finally, after slipping her clothes off and getting into her shower, she called out to Cat.

"Your aunt... is she okay? She seems really..."

"Gank-y," Jade finished.

"My aunt is not a gank, Jade! She's just... different. She's just really free spirited." Cat’s feelings were hurt, dearly, and that was never a good thing.

"So… did you take the other test?" Cat whispered.

"Yeah… I'm not preggers, thank God," she whispered back.

The two friends then sat in silence as Carly showered, which luckily didn't take very long. Carly called out that she was done, and Cat could take hers now. The redhead stripped in a flash and raced into the bathroom, to be replaced by Carly wrapped in a towel.

"Sam's a really good ford of mine, you know." Carly said with no provocation.

"What?" Jade responded, quickly feeling like she was being lectured.

"Sam, the girl that Freddie dated, and who still has some serious feelings for him... she's my best friend. And I know you care about Freddie, but-"

"Cut the shit, Carly… we did this same thing at the camp. Freddie and I aren't even technically together. I love him… but I know it's just not going to work right now. So, don't worry, your best-est friend is going to get the guy, so stop bringing it up."

"I didn't mean it like that, Jade... really. Both Freddie and Sam are my best friends, and I guess I've spent the last ten years or so thinking that they would one day fall in love and be together forever. I mean. Sam and Freddie were each other's firsts. That means something!"

"Freddie deflowered our little Cat in there, so does that mean they are soul mates? And wasn't Freddie also your first?"

"Um... yeah... he was, but that's beside the point…" Carly barely dodged that question as she quickly dressed.

"Which is?' Jade said, dearly getting angry.

"That I need to get over it when things don't end up like I expect or want them to."

"Yeah," Jade said, finely calming down as the reality of what Carly was saying sank in. "I know what you mean. Can I ask you a question, though?"

"Sure, I guess."

"Does Freddie... Do you think he would... Is he kind of a man-whore?"

"There were definitely like 5 questions in that, Jade," Carly said smiling at the concept. "But not really. Freddie has certainly been with a few girls, myself included, but he has never slept with someone he didn't have strong feelings for, and as you have probably figured out, he's really chivalrous. He's no different than anyone else, just confused as to what he wants."

"Is that what you're doing with Cat, trying to figure out what you want?"

"You know how Cat is... I think she knows that she's not interested in guys, and I’m still trying to figure that whole thing out myself. Freddie's actually the only guy I've ever fooled around with. Got close with some guys before, but really all my sex has been with girls!"

Jade reminisced for a moment on the foursome they shared the night of the dance. She thought back at the way Carly was with Freddie, and how all four of them seemed Ike a well-oiled machine. She really liked being with Cat, and Carly was intense that night, but all that couldn't compare to Freddie.

Cat exited the bathroom, dried off but still completely nude, apparently singing a song to herself. The three girls all exchanged quick looks before starting to silently laugh.

Carly started to speak, but from beneath them, she heard Spencer call out her name, and the trio headed downstairs.

****

Freddie headed out of his apartment to go find Sam. Part of him thought he should just leave her alone, but he fought back those ideas, hoping he could talk some sense into her before her anger went in too deep. There were a ton of places that Sam could be, most of them food establishments, but only one stuck out in Freddie's mind as the place she'd go when she was angry, and still feel safe. So, he hopped a bus to the school.

It wasn't the school per se that Freddie was going, but somewhere inside the school. A couple months before school let out, Gibby opened up a restaurant in the basement of the school. When summer break arrived, Principal Franklin gave him a key to the back entrance, and allowed him to continue serving. Since then, it had been the primary place to find Sam when she was in one of her moods. And since she helped cook a lot of the food there, she could always eat for free.

Freddie hobbled off the bus and headed into the back entrance of the school, which was left unlocked when Gibby was there so people could come and go to Gibby's, He descended the stairs carefully, and sure enough, the place was pretty empty, just a few people and Sam, and Gibby, of course, who looked completely at home in this place.

As if she could sense him, Sam stopped eating and spoke.

"I told you I never wanted to see you again, Benson,"

"I know… the feeling wasn't mutual." Freddie slid out a chair in front of Sam and took a seat across from her.

"You're wasting your time... You want to chase that gank and fuck her, fine with me-"

"Sam… stop, let me talk to you and explain."

"What's there to explain?! You fucked another girl because you're not into me. You wanna explain something? Explain why I shouldn't punch you in the fuckin' face right now."

Freddie sighed softly, and said, "I can't blame you for-"

He was cut off at the blonde's strong right hook found a target in Freddie's left cheek. The teen boy dropped to the floor at being punched, Sam now standing above him, holding her fist.

"Didn't think so," she said, stepping over his body to go grab some salt, and, after stepping over him again, sat down, just as Freddie was able to stand again.

"Was that really necessary?"

"For me, yeah."

"Fine," Freddie said, robbing his jaw, "you got your punch out of the way, and I feel that I deserve a minute to explain the situation. If after that, you want to hate me or never so me again, I will accept that. Deal"

"Just fuckin' talk."

"Fair enough. Would you prefer I tell you everything, or would you rather just ask me questions?"

"You're losing time here…"

"Fine, fine, fire. Ok, after you left the other night, Jade showed up out of nowhere. She had some serious things to talk to me about. We talked, and she left. Turns out she came here with Cat, the redhead, and they are staying with Cat's aunt, who we're all pretty sure is a stripper. I don't know what you saw or when you saw, but Spencer, who I actually caught having sex with Cat’s aunt last night, and her and Cat and Carly all went to the movies. Jade and I went to dinner, and then hung out at my place for a while. Jade did stay over, but there's nothing for you to worry about. I talked to her about the fact that the distances just too much of an issue, sorts not like I'm dating her."

It was a lot of information to take in all at once, and when he mentioned seeing Spencer, her mind was instantly sent to the night they had in the camper and how awful it made her feel.

"Alright, so what was this big issue that brought her here?"

Freddie’s eyes narrowed, as he prepared his response. "Sure you want to know?"

Sam stared daggers at him, her fork just poking at her food, wondering if her appetite was about to disappear, "Yeah, tell me."

"Jade was late… she, and me for the last day or so, thought she might be pregnant."

Sam's fist flew across the table in a flash, and barely made it to Freddie's face before stretching out into a slap.

"What the fuck were you thinking?" she shouted, earning glances and glares from across the restaurant. Lowering her voice, she continued, "Seriously? She made you so stupid that you did the dumbest thing imaginable? You realise the kinda shit that could do to your life, right?"

"I know, Sam… it was a weird situation, but it is all in the clear. We are ok, and she's not pregnant. So now, we are just hanging out."

Sam stared at Freddie for what felt like an hour, her mind racing and bl*od boiling. She wanted to hate him, and she wanted to punch him in his stupid little cute face again, but she just couldn't. Honestly, she had to give him credit that he came clean about so much. And while she believed without a shadow of a doubt that he slept with Jade, she couldn't bring herself to ask him about it, fearing she'd be right.

"So, are you gonna eat anything, Benson?"

"Nah… I'm probably going to have a big dinner and I've been snacking today. Was that an invitation to join you?"

"I'm not chasing you away, I guess. If you wanna sit here and watch me stuff my face, have at it."

Freddie laughed to himself, happy that Sam was warming back up to him. He knew it would be a little while before things were normal between them, but this was a good start.

The two sat in relative silence until Sam finished, and, after downing her orange soda, she stood up and started walking out. Freddie got up and teed to catch up with her, but she wasn't showing any sign of slowing down for him. When he got to the top of the stairs, he saw Sam standing by a classroom door, waiting for him.

"So, I take it you actually waited for me?" Freddie said, cocking his eyebrows.

"Maybe I was waiting for you to get up to the top of the stars so I could push you down them."

"If that was what you were planning, Puckett, you would have been at the top of the stairs, not down this hallway."

Sam punched his shoulder, "You're lucky you're cute... other than that, you are just an insufferable jackass."

Freddie laughed for a moment, and then took a deep breath. "Sam... I gotta talk to you about something."

Come up with more stuff to confess about?"

"Ha... No... I’ve been thinking about our conversation from the other night... about us."

"What about 'us'?" she said, using air quotes.

Freddie leaned against the wall, not sure how to see what he needed to say. "Look, I might have been too hasty about saying that we could only be friends."

"Fucking finally," Sam said, charging at Freddie and grabbing his face to kiss him deeply. He accepted her tongue into his mouth for a moment until he stopped her short. "What now?"

"Just listen, ok? I need to say something, and if you want to still do... that with me, I won't dare stop you, deal?"

"Whatever... deal," she said backing into a set of lockers.

"Well, the thing is, I'm still really hung up on Jade, and this visit of hers did not help, but the way I feel about her, I also feel about you. Very different, but the feeling is the same... I'm in love with you both. I thought I was being the stronger man when I said that we couldn't be together until my feelings for her were gone, because I thought it wouldn't be fair to you... and I still kinds feel that way, but I kinda steamrolled your feelings by saying that. So, I'm still kinds mixed up, but if you want to be together I'm good with that. Just know that my brain is gonna be a mixed up place fora bit."

"So you're saying that I should get with you even though you're in love with someone else, let alone it being… her?"

"Only if you want to... I don't want to lose you as a friend, but the truth is, I'm crazy about you. You're the most infuriating person I have ever met, and for some reason, I can't help but to fall harder for you every day."

Sam sighed heavily, looking all around the hallway, her mind racing with how to respond to this. She wanted Freddie so badly, but this just seemed wrong. He had been super honest, and at least he was setting the scene honestly, so she knew exactly what was going on in his mind.

"As much as I want to jump you right now, I'm gonna need some time to think this through, ok?"

"Of course... take your time."

Amongst the deafening silence Sam's eyes darted all over, unsure of how to end this so she could get for away from Freddie and clear her head. Finally she launched herself to Freddie and just kissed his cheek before giving him a thoughtful look and walking out the door.

He considered following her, but he knew it might be better if she was on her own for a bit. She would let him know when she had decided what she wanted to do.

* * *

The rest of the day went by rather quickly for everyone. Spencer, Kenzie and the three girls had a very awkward brunch before Kenzie said that she and the girls were going to head out. Spencer wondered if he had done or said something wrong, but she made plans to go out and get drinks later. Carly hugged Jade and Cat goodbye and made plans to try and hang out the next day. Once Spencer and Carly were left alone, it was relatively quiet, and the two siblings exchanged glances before Carly went up to her room, and Spencer plopped down on the couch.

After Freddie left the school, he headed to the Pear Store to look around for stuff. He tried to dodge the eyes of his former manager, who he seriously wanted to punch. He spent almost two hours looking around the store and some other shops around.

Sam left the school and boarded the first bus she saw and headed to her empty home. She didn't know where her mom was this time, and since Carly had 'cheated' on Melanie, things with her s*ster had been stained. They barely talked anymore, especially since she was back at her school. As she stared at the ceiling, she thought long and hard about everything with Freddie. She felt a thousand thoughts surge her mind at once, and after hours of watching mindless television and movies, that she needed to go talk to Carly about everything.

Sam hopped a bus to Carly's place, her mind staying focused on Freddie and what she should do. She felt like the answer was obvious, he's in love with another girl, she should not have anything to do with him. But, she could not tear herself away from the idea of being able to get back with him. Though they had only shared a simple kiss, her body felt electrified with passion. She touched her lips, his taste still fresh in her mouth.

The bus hit a bump and Sam poked herself in the face as she touched her mouth. It stung for a moment, but she had to laugh at the fact that it was her own fault that it happened. The bus slowed down outside the apartment building, and Sam got off, taking a moment to bit at the sunset. Sam hated beautiful things because, especially lately, they always reminded her of Freddie and how, much like the sun, she could only look at him, but couldn't really get close.

Sam slipped into the building, trying to get past the disgusting doorman as quickly as possible and into the elevator. She almost ran into a brunette woman who looked like a prostitute- hooker shoes, cocktail dress, way too much makeup, and the biggest pair of fake tits Sam had ever seen… almost maybe the first she'd ever seen as well. Sam was double-y surprised when she saw that they were heading to the same floor. There were four apartments up there, so there was a 50% chance she was going to see Freddie or Carly and Spencer. Those felt like weird odds. As they got off the elevator that number grew to 100% as both of them were going down the same hallway. And finally they both arrived at the Shays' door, but while the woman, soon to be revealed as Kenzie, knocked, Sam lust walked right in.

"Hey!" Spencer called out to both of them, and Carly rushed down the stairs to see if Sam was there.

"Hey Sam… I see you met Kenzie, Cat's aunt."

"Actually," Kenzie said, "we didn't say a word to each other. Guess it's weird for someone to go the same apartment you're going."

"Yeah, I guess," Sam said, her eyes trying not to give away that she thought the woman looked like a complete skank-bag.

"Well...” Spencer held the word out for way too long. "Kenzie and I are going out for a while. Think you gels can behave while we're gone?"

Carly roiled her eyes and headed back upstairs with Sam right behind her.

Now that they were alone, Kenzie quickly turned and grabbed Spencer by his crotch, giving him a wink before pulling him out the door, hand still clamped to the front of his pants.

* * *

"Alright, Sam," Carly said, shutting her bedroom door behind them, and plopping down on her bed. "You begged me to let you come over and talk... What's up?"

Sam sighed heavily as she lay back onto Carly's bed. "It's Freddie."

"Why am I not surprised?" she said, rowing her eyes.

"I was pissed at him yesterday."

"I caught that when I saw your text this morning that said, and I quote, 'Benson is f-wording," Carly hated using curse words in everyday conversations, "dead to me. F-word face needs to die in an f-wording fire.' So what did he do?"

"That Jade chick apparently," Sam could see the look in Carly's eyes that confirmed her suspicion.

"Well, you can't really be mad at him… it's not like you guys were together or anything."

Sam's head twisted quickly, her eyes firing with rage.

"...but that was a really bad thing he did. He should have considered your feelings, Sam."

"That's not even the problem though."

"What?"

"Yeah..." Sam sat up, and looked at Carly, "He came and talked to me today at Gibby's."

"What were you doing at… oh yeah... his restaurant. Sorry, go on."

"Anyway, he told me a bunch of stuff, and told me pretty much everything he possibly could. And after laying on a couple serious bombshells, and telling me that he loved Jade just as much as me, he asked if we could date again."

"WHAT?!"

"Yeah… it weirded me out but he was really sincere and open, and he put the choice in my hands."

"So, after telling you he loved another girl, he then said he wanted to date again?"

"No... He told me all his feelings, and said it would be wrong of him to deny me the chance to be happy if that what being with him made me feel."

"This sounds really stupid... I can see why you're pissed at him."

"That's the weird thing... I'm not mad. I know this is incredibly stupid, but I honestly don't want not to take him up on it."

Carly groaned for a moment, "Sam, it’s only Freddie. This is the guy that you broke up with, and the guy we grew up with and made fun of, and who you personally sent to the hospital three times."

"I know and I can't imagine my life without him in it."

Carly sighed deeply, laying faced own onto her bed. "You know you're really messed up, night?" she asked, her vex, muffled by the comforter.

"Yup," Sam started to laugh at something, but she couldn't figure out what. "So your br*ther and that Kenzie chick, eh?"

"Yeah... it’s something. I like her I guess. She's a bit..."

"Whore-y?"

"Be nice. But yeah… she does seem like she's been around a lot and she's hyper aggressive. She’s definitely not a virgin, that's for sure."

"Are you k*dding, Carls? Not to knock your br*ther, but sex with her has gotta be like throwing a hotdog in a... town."

Both girls couldn't help but crack up at that. The blonde lay back on the bed, getting comfortable, and almost felt like she was going to get a nap in, but she sat up at once. "You fucked the redhead last night, didn't you?"

"Wow, Sam... You certainly know how to change a subject…"

"Seriously, Carly? Between Spencer and the strip-whore," Sam said combining the two words into a fun sounding word. "Freddie and the gank, and you and Cat... Is there some sex juice that those Hollywood girls just excrete?"

"Very funny, Sam."

"I wasn't k**ding I'm legitimately worried I might catch something. Probably in the VD area."

"Oh come on, Sam... Cat's not that bad."

"Maybe, but if she's just jumping right into bed with you, can she really be that chaste?"

"Did you just use the word, chaste?"

"No... Well, yeah... shut the fuck up, Carly," Sam couldn't help but laugh. "Must have picked it up from Freddie."

"For your information, Cat was a virgin when we met."

"When you met… which was a month ago? But not, now?" Sam asked, annoyed that this was their conversation. "What did you do? Get her into an orgy at the camp with a bunch of girls?"

Carly raised her eyebrows, not confirming anything… "There was one guy there."

"Who? Only a couple guys there that you both knew, and Beck was busy, which just leaves that nerd k*d and F…" Sam slowly felt the hair on her arms and neck spike up.

Carly stared wide eyed, for a moment, unable to respond.

"Oh my God! Fuckin' seriously? Why am I so in love with the biggest man-whore on the west coast?"

"In his defence, it's not like he asked for it… it just sorta happened."

"Oh my god," Sam said as sarcastically as possible, "that makes me feel sooooo much better."

"Come on, Sam… have you ever just had a moment where things happen, and it happens, and then you try and move on?"

"No..." Sam said weakly, trying hard to suppress the idea of Spencer and her in the camper.

The two girls lay on the bed, not really knowing what else to say, before finally deeding to write some iCarly sketches.

After getting three or four plotted out, including a bit when Gabby became a supervillain with enormous hands, the two girls were laughing and friendly like nothing had ever been discussed. Sam almost said something, but from downstairs they heard a crash, followed by Spencer yelling, and rushed down to see what happened.

* * *

Across town Jade and Cat were sitting on her aunt's couch flipping through channels and watching television. Both girls felt like they should be definitely be talking about something, but they just couldn't seem to find the words.

"Ooh… Saw 5. Stop here."

"But it says 'Saw V'."

"Cat, sweetie… V is a Roman numeral... it means five. How could you not know this?"

"I don't know. My br*ther always told me that if I ever see numbers and letters together, I should run away. That's how he got into the special classes."

"Eventually, I feel like that might come back and haunt you."

Jade loved how naive Cat was at times. She was always cute, and curious, and friendly, and bubbly. Everything Jade wasn't. But sometimes she was just plain dumb, like tonight.

"I know you probably don't want to talk about it because you looked upset this morning, but did you get back with Freddie?"

"Cat…"

"C'mon Jade… tell me what happened."

"We just talked-"

"All night?"

"Fre… we fooled around, and I slept over. Happy?"

"Are you?"

Jade was stunned for a moment on how direct Cat was being. "I don't know... I think I should be, and he was super nice about it, but I don't know... it's like we live in completely different worlds, and maybe we're just not meant to be. Or maybe we are meant to be, but not right now. I guess now we're just… two ships passing in the night. I just wish I understood what was going on in his mind better."

"I'm sorry, Jade," Cat said, pressing her head to Jade’s shoulder.

"So, Cat, I know you and that Carly chick messed around. Do I have anything to worry about?" she joked.

"You're probably worried that Freddie doesn't really one you... Oh... you were joking? Oh, me too... hahahaha," the redhead laughed nervously. "I'm really sorry, Jade… Carly is really nice, and she really kinda clicks with me. I don't think I feel the same way with her as I do with you, but it's also a good kind of different."

"Well, that's great," Jade said, her mind wondering about Cat. She loved Cat, really, and in the back of her mind, she always thought Cat would be around, and she'd never really be alone. She couldn't help but feel jealous knowing Cat was happy with someone else. As Jade watched the redhead twiddling her hair as she looked at the TV, eyes filled with horror, Jade couldn't help but think about the first time they had ever been together.

"Cat, do you regret us hooking up?"

"What do you mean?'

"Just that… I was just thinking about that night. I stayed over and we… in the shower. Do you regret that? I was kind of a bitch then."

"It's ok, Jade. I don't feel bad about it at all. I enjoyed it and I liked every time we gr. some sexy time."

"I cannot tell you how cute it is that you still all it sexy time."

The two girls giggled for a moment, and Jade considered have some sexy time right now, but the door to the apartment swung open, revealing a completely wasted Kenzie.

"What are you… girls… doing up? It's like 11."

"Are you dr*nk, Aunt Kenzie?" Yeah, Cat really was naive at times.

"Mmmmaybe..." she slurred.

Jade rolled her eyes, and took off to the room she and Cat were sharing. With her aunt here, fooling around might be kinda difficult.

‘There goes my night,’ she thought.

* * *

"SPENCER!" Carly shouted, "ARE YOU OK?!"

"Think so… this table is not as soft as I thought it would be."

The girls reached the bottom of the stairs and leapt to pick Spencer, who was clearly at least ten sheets to the wind, up off the ground, and off of the splintered wood of the coffee table.

"Spencer…" Carly said, finally getting him onto the sofa, "what possessed you to go out and get this dr*nk?"

"I don't know… Kenzie said 'left go drinking' and I said 'yes' so here we are."

"Don't you think that was kinds irresponsible?'' Carly sad, yelling down at her br*ther while Sam had snuck off into the kitchen to start raiding the fudge.

"I think I... hic… deserved it." Spencer was fighting being sick all over the floor and his s*ster.

Carly walked into the kitchen as she spoke, and ran cold water over a rag before taking it back to Spencer. "Maybe, but maybe Kenzie is too wild for you. I wonder if you have any business being with her."

"I like he… she's... fun."

"Yeah," Sam called out, her head still in the fridge. "He totally banged her."

"Sam!" Carly yelled, putting her fingers in her ears.

"Carly, it's fine. I admit that I might have rushed into sl*eping with her."

"You think?" Carly said, dabbing the rag on his head. "Why did you rush into it?"

"Because I haven't really been with a woman in a month, and I really didn't want the last person I slept with to be the last person I ever slept with," Spencer suddenly went wide eyed and became apologetic as if he just revealed a secret. "I mean, not that there's anything wrong with Sam, but she's your best friend and-"

Carly clamped her hand over Spencer's mouth as she heard Sam's head slam against the roof of the fridge. Her br*ther's eyes went even wider, knowing he had given away the one thing he was more ashamed of than anything else.

Carly slapped her br*ther, and got up and stormed into the kitchen.

"Sam!"

The blonde felt that if she stayed completely still, her best friend couldn't see her.

"Get your head out of the fridge so I can strangle you!"

Sam's theory was clearly wrong. Carly pulled her friend from the fridge revealing a mouth full of ham, which any other time would have made them laugh, but right now. Carly's bl*od was boiling.

"I’m sorry..." Sam mumbled. "It was in accident."

"You just happened to both fell naked on top of each other?!"

Spencer tried to get up, but he fell back down on the couch. He looked over at his s*ster cornering Sam in the kitchen.

"No... It was the night of the dance-"

As she was shoved against the counter, Sam could set that Carly was beyond explanations or apologies right now. The slap that soon came after made this point pretty clear.

However, it was the hair grabbing and Carly nearly dragging her to the door before pushing her out and locking it that told Sam that this might not be something Carly was going to get over.

The blonde started towards Freddie's door to talk to him, but what could she tell him that wouldn't make him disgusted with her? With nowhere else to go, Sam headed to the bus stop to get a ride home. Once she got there, Sam sank into her bed and cried herself to sl*ep.