~Connected Souls~

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Nobody's pov

It was late at night. Everyone was asleep, well... except for Sam. She continued birdbox since she couldn't finish it with Freddie, the whole time.. she replayed her last kiss with Freddie in her mind, her last movie night with him, her last cuddle with him. They have school starting at 8am on the dot in the morning, it was currently 2am. Sam felt her eyes get heavy, she had the urge to fight it, though she lost then dozed off to sleep. Her laptop was already shut down, and her phone was on her chest when she fell asleep.

*7am*

Carly walked downstairs to see Sam at the table drinking coffee,"Sam? You're never up this early... plus, you look like a wreck!" she implied, "I couldn't sleep... w-well I did, for like two hours then I couldn't fall back asleep again" Sam answered and bows her head down on the table, hitting her forehead. Sam had some dark tint of eyebags on her eyes but it wasn't big, her eyes were still dark with no shine in her eyes, her coffee was almost done, she already took a bath, changed for school, but she didn't bother to eat breakfast. "I feel like a mess.. I'm going to the bathroom to waz" Sam sighed then walked in the bathroom. At the point carly was very concerned, Sam had never acted this checked out. She knew it was because of her breakup but it really affected her. Freddie then hesitantly walked in, "It's early in the morning and I don't want to see Sam cry. Not that I don't care about you or anything but why are you here?" Carly asked, "I just wanted to give you your charger back, you let me borrow it yesterday" Freddie hands her the charger, "I think you were being too harsh on Sam.." Carly uttered, "Are you kidding me? She's the one who's been insulting me, teasing me, hitting me and all of the sudden she's the victim?" Freddie rolled his eyes, then he rethought of what he said. Then one phrase he said echoed in his mind which was, "Maybe I was just thinking that you were Carly in that dress". The girls were right... Freddie might've still had a crush on Carly.

"Okay maybe I was but she ruined my chances of getting into a good college, find a great job-" He get's cut off, "I get it.. you don't have to rub it in my face that we broke up and it's like taking away heavy weight on your shoulders" Sam uttered, heading out the bathroom. She shed one tear, she didn't want to keep crying even though her tears tried to keep fighting out "I'll see you two at school" she got her bag and her jacket from yesterday, it still had blood stains. "We have an hour before school" Carly stated, "I know, that's why I'm heading to skybucks for some coffee" Sam closed the door. Carly groaned, "She already had two cups of black coffee.." she implied then went back upstairs to take a bath then change into clothes for school. Freddie just stayed downstairs since he was already ready for school.

Freddie's pov

Sam looks like a wreck! Maybe I was a little too harsh on her but at the same time, I don't regret saying it. I sit on the couch and I look to the side to see some dots of blood stains... w-what the heck?! Why is there blood? Now that I realize, Sam had a cut on the upper part of her arm, just below her sleeve, did she cut herself?

*30 minutes later*

Nobody's pov

Carly walked down, she was ready for school. They left for school, when they arrived they saw Sam leaning on her locker, eyes closed. "Sam, Sam, Sam.. wake up Sa- fried chicken" Sam woke up, "Okay, how did you sleep while standing up?" Carly asked, "I don't know.. I'm a mess" Sam opened her locker to grab some stuff. just then, a picture of Sam and Freddie fell out of her locker when they took that picture on Freddie's polaroid camera. Freddie saw it fall from a distance, he was at his locker. He saw her pick it up, her face went cold and she hung it up on her locker door other than just put it back somewhere in her locker. The bell rang, Sam and Carly walk to class, Freddie followed. 

*During class* 

Sam kept dozing off to sleep, she was trying to fight it. At this point, Freddie now was actually concerned.. he remembered he had a ham sandwich in his bag, he tapped Sam's shoulder. She winced a bit then saw the sandwich, she wasn't hungry so she declined it. Freddie was surprised so he wrote down that the sandwich had extra ham on a sticky note and passed it to Sam, she shook her head. 

Sam's pov

You know how hard it is to hold back tears and try to fight not sleeping? it's difficult. The only distraction I have right now is to just listen to this dumb history discussion. Shoot where's my pen, ah there it is. Might aswell listen to this, okay... Only 20% of the males born in Soviet Union in 1923 survived the World War II war... wait why does this actually sound interesting.. yup I'm definitely messed up.

Freddie's pov

She took down a ham sandwich with extra ham! And-... wait she's taking notes? She's listening to the discussion.. how far did I break her? "Freddie, stop staring at your girlfriend for once" I hear Mr. Devlin say, I widen my eyes. I see Sam give me an intimidating confused look, "S-sorry sir" I apologized. This going to be one embarrassing conversation later.

~To Be Continued~