Talk:Seddie/@comment-3548590-20110509172706

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"Hey! Hey Sam" he called after her. She acted like she hadn't heard him. Could she really be that bitter about being left behind?

When he finally caught up with her, he shot a hand out towards her, which she avoided nimbly, still storming away from him. He grabbed again, and managed to catch her arm this time. She tried to pull away, still not facing him, but he refused to let go.

"What's wrong with you?" he asked, feeling rather hurt and confused. She shook her head and continued walking. Thankfully, she was now walking at a normal pace. Freddie decided it would be easier to just walk with her instead of trying to hold her back. Just as he opened his mouth to say something, however, she finally spoke.

"You messed me up."

Freddie blinked. Her voice was bitter and harsh.

"What?"

She repeated it, slower.

"You. Messed. Me. Up."

"What do y-"

"I thought about you every day, and I dreamt about you every night. You know that?"

Freddie frowned. Was it just him, or did she seem disturbingly paler and thinner than he remembered?

"I cried over you more times than I can count, and I even woke up crying."

Freddie was speechless. Sam stopped and turned towards him, finally. He immediately noticed the dark circles under her eyes.

"I don't cry. I just don't. But you changed me. You made me cry. I couldn't eat, or sleep, or think, or do anything. Because of you."

Freddie shook his head worriedly. What did he say to that?

Sam crossed her arms. "And what do you have to say for yourself?"

Freddie took a deep breath.

"I love you."

Sam's mouth fell open slightly. There was a long pause, before she turned sharply and began walking away from him again.

"Good answer…" she grumbled.

Freddie could practically hear the resentful smile in her voice as he trotted after her, once again grinning like an idiot.

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