Kaily here! Ok I just had a dream and am about to write it. I have to warn you though, it pretty sad.
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly, and even if I did this wouldn't happen so don't freak out!
Carly's POV
"Sam… you were my best friend and…" I couldn't finish speaking and just bursted up crying. Spencer pulled me for a hug and I left him drag me out of the room; I didn't want to see the coffin anymore. I didn't want to see her lying inside it so peacefully! I wanted to be home and have her in my kitchen eating all our food! I didn't want her dead!
"Shh, Carly its ok… don't cry kiddo or…" I could hear the tears in spencer's voice; he loved Sam too and her death pained him. She was part of our little family, and now she was gone…
"No! Nothing's ok! Nothing will ever be ok again! Sam's gone! SHE'S GONE!" my best friend is gone… my sister is gone… what will I do now?
I was crying hysterically now, and spencer wasn't trying to stop me anymore; he just hugged me tightly and let me cry, he was crying too.
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It had been two weeks since the accident that killed my best friend. It had been a week and a half since she was buried. Time didn't matter anymore though.
I was forced to go back to school a week ago, I was forced to eat and drink and breathe. I was forced to continue my life. Why should I have one when Sam couldn't? why hadn't I been killed in the accident too?
The accident was stupid. We were going back home from the mall. I had dragged her there, she didn't want to come and I had made her. We had to walk because spencer had traded his car for art supplies; we were almost there and that made me excited and I crossed the street running. I didn't even bother to see if a car was coming. One was.
The driver saw me and he made a turn so he wouldn't hit me. He went over the sidewalk… Sam was there. It crushed her; it crushed her and it didn't even hit me! I should be the one to die that day! Me not Sam! I had killed her; it was all my fault!
And now I got to live; I got to live and she couldn't. I got to see that the face of Spencer had lost some of its shine. I got to see that the cute smile in Melanie's face was no longer there. I got to see all the tears that Mrs. Puckett had never cried before. I got to see the nothingness into which Freddie had morphed.
I just wish it had been me.
There. This is just a little one-shot that I dreamt of last night. In my dream Freddie was crying about something and so was Carly, and Sam was nowhere to be seen. They kept crying and crying and Sam still wouldn't come (I've been told i can have really weird dreams). So that's what made me come up with this. I hope you like it (at least as much as a sad story can).
And sorry if I made you cry. I was crying while I wrote this and I unintentionally woke up my sister and made her worry. Then I showed her my story and she started crying too. So that makes me think this could make you cry.
Please comment!