Chapter 2

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Sam and Becky both were sitting down at a cafe after school on a friday. It had been almost a week since Sam and Lincoln had gotten together and the blonde's near death experience at the hands of the overprotective Loud girls. It was a miracle that she even survived much less was still allowed to date Lincoln.

But as the two girls sat in this cafe, the air was thick with tension as they both stared at one another. It wouldn't be a stretch to say that Becky was harboring some ill feelings towards the blonde for making a move on her white russian. And the reason for their meeting was to try and clear the air. But so far both had yet to say a word and their coffees had gone cold.

Finally after what seemed like hours, Becky decided to break the silence. "Samantha." She stated, her tone reserved but with the tiniest bit of a bite to it.

"Becky." Sam nodded. She held her own mask of aloofness like she wasn't at all bothered by the negative air that hung between them. They had been such good friends a week ago and now Sam was sure that Becky hated her.

"So...how was it?" Becky finally asked. She tried to keep her tone neutral but there was an unlying hint of longing to her tone like she wanted to have a glimpse at the love that she could've had but never would. Just a little bit, a taste.

But her question was all it took to break Sam's mask as she quickly averted her gaze down to her knees where she had her hands clenched on top of them. Her face was scarlet and her smile was both embarrassed and blissful.

"That good, huh?" Becky didn't need Sam to answer, her expression spoke volumes. And Becky could feel her heart breaking as she tried her best to keep her emotions in check. A part of her wanted to be angry, to hate Sam but she couldn't. She honestly couldn't even if she tried. It wasn't her fault that Becky didn't make a move.

"No, it was amazing...words can't even..." Sam blushed as she relived that memory in her mind.

Becky fought back tears as she smiled at her friend. She placed her hand on the table and held it out towards Sam. When the blonde accepted her hand, Becky placed her other hand on top of hers. "I'm h-happy for you...I really am." She sniffed. "I wish you nothing b-but the best..."

Sam was taken aback by Becky's words so much so that she couldn't even respond.

"I-I hope that you and Lincoln can be h-happy always." Becky said as her tears finally won out and they began to spill. She tried to pull her hands back in order to hide her tears but to her surprise Sam held onto them.

"Becky, I'm so sorry..." Sam said as she reached out towards her friend. She leaned across the table and brought her in for a tight hug which Becky returned gratefully. "I just want you to know that if it wasn't for you that I never would've made my move on Ace."

"Not really what I want to hear right now." Becky told her as she silently cried into her shoulder.

"But that's why I'm bringing it up. I want to make it up to you." Sam said as she pulled away. She looked the redhead in the eyes in order to make sure that she understood that she was being serious. "Becky, I want you to have sex with Lincoln."

Becky stayed frozen for several moments before she calmly responded. "Excuse me, what?"

"I said that I want you to have sex with Lincoln." Sam repeated just as calmly.

"Ah...I thought you said that." Becky nodded. She took in a deep breath before she exhaled calmly. Then she glared at the blonde before her. "What the hell is wrong with you!? You can't just say that to a girl who just accepted that she's never going to be with the man she loves!"

"Well why not?" Sam asked, confused by her reaction. She honestly thought that Becky would be thrilled.

"Because it's cruel! To give me a taste of true happiness only to take it away forever! To know that I will never again get to experience the warmth and love of being held in his arms after we make mad passionate love!" Becky was ranting now and almost everyone was staring at their table. "How could you even say that to me? Are you trying to get me to hate you?"

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