"So now I have to leave the only home I've ever known, my friends, and iCarly."
Freddie unloaded onto the sympathetic ears of his petite red headed friend via PearChat.
"Freddie, I'm so sorry. Here, Mr. Purple will give you virtual kisses." Cat offered, holding the stuffed animal up to the webcam.
"Thanks hun, but just having someone who'll listen instead of just yelling at me is all I really need right now." Freddie replied, his tone dripping with untold frustration.
"Did something happen?" Cat asked, picking up on said tone.
"Yeah, to top everything off I got into a fight with my best friends." Freddie informed.
Cat's expression grew more troubled.
"So it started off like this.." Freddie trailed off as he began rehashing the fight that took place hours ago.
About a week after the sudden death of Freddie's mom, he's pacing back and fourth in the Shay's kitchen. He's on the phone with a Rick Benson, also known as Freddie's father. Freddie's just learned that he now has to leave Seattle and is supposed to move in with said estranged father. He hangs up angrily tossing his cell at the couch, Sam and Carly walk in just in time to see his hostile act of rage.
"Woah, what'd our couch ever do to you?" Carly, asked surprised at Freddie's action.
"I just got the worst news...well the second worst." Freddie let out.
"Seriously? What is it now?" Sam asked feeling frustrated for her friend.
"Well, that was my dad."
"Wow, he exists? It's just, I can't recall a time you've ever brought your dad up." said Carly.
"Yeah, well my stellar dad has just enlightened me that I have to leave Seattle to live with him."
"Uhm, say what now?!" came Sam's aggravated response.
"Your leaving Seattle? Where does your dad live?" asked Carly.
"He lives in Los Angeles." said an almost broken voiced Freddie.
"So how are we supposed to film iCarly with you 1000 miles away?" Sam questioned.
"You really think that wasn't the first thing I thought of?" an embittered Freddie yelled.
"We can't lose you Freddie, what can we do to help?" a somewhat hopeful Carly asked.
"Nothing! I'm not 18 so I have no say in this matter whatsoever." Freddie replied hostile toned.
"So that's it? You're not even gonna try to fight?" Sam asked awestruck.
"Why? It's not like I have an alternative option." Freddie added, defeated.
"You could always live here, Spencer wouldn't turn you down, your like family." Carly tried.
Freddie scoffed at what she'd just said.
"Yeah like the government's gonna allow a jobless bum to take legal custody of me over my dad."
Both Sam and Carly stand there in complete shock, because no way did he actually just say that.
"How can you say that? Spencer's always been there for you when you needed him." said a shaken Carly.
"Yeah man, that was not okay." Sam's response followed.
"Look I'm sorry, but let's be serious I'm moving and I really don't feel like kidding myself."
"You don't know everything Benson, not like I ever thought much of you anyway but I think it's really weak of you to just give up after everything we've been through." Sam said in a bitter tone.
"Shut up Sam, this is about iCarly, not me." Freddie angrily retorted.
"Well she's not wrong, you know if you leave your ruining iCarly." Carly spoke out.
"I know you've had it rough but your acting like you don't even care about iCarly!" Sam yelled.
"That's not fair, you guys know that isn't true." Freddie stated eerily calm.
"It's not? Then I'm sorry I guess I've severely misinterpreted!" said Carly before she stormed out.
Sam just stood there, staring at him in disbelief before following behind Carly out the door.
"And I haven't spoken a word to either one of them since." Freddie said, done reminiscing.
"But aren't you staying with Carly?" Cat asked innocently.
"I am but I'm staying upstairs in the studio so we don't actually have to see each other." Freddie replied.
Cat nodded in understanding.
"And it's not that I don't care about iCarly but after losing my mom, I kinda just wanna get out of here." Freddie confided.
"Then why didn't you tell them that?" Cat asked scrunching up her eyebrows.
"Because, I couldn't tell them I wanted to leave. I didn't want to hurt them." Freddie admitted.
Cat let out a small yawn.
"Oh, you can go to sleep if you want. I didn't mean to keep you up." Freddie offered feeling guilty.
"It's okay, you were feeling bad." Cat reassured.
"Your sweet, but i'm gonna hit the hay soon anyway. Thanks for listening." Freddie answered.
"Why would you hit hay?" Cat asked with a giggle.
"It's just an expression for going to bed. So i'll Skype you tomorrow?" Freddie asked hopeful.
"Okay, goodnight Freddie. Don't let the bedbugs bite." Cat said smiling and waving.
"Night, Cat." said Freddie before hitting the end button, making the screen go dark.
Just an intro, this was a prompt I got from Challenge King. Hope you all enjoyed.