Here is a disclaimer for ya: I do not own iCarly.
Here is a new iCarly fic (but you probably already knew that). It was supposed to be a one-shot that would just get the idea out of my head. But when I was typing it I saw that it was five pages long and only about a third of the way finished. So it now contains chapters (or it will eventually).
Summary: Freddie asks asked Sam a question that could change their lives as they know it (Dramatic, right?). But, he has broken a promise before, and she doesn't know if she can do it all again.
I don't have any more to say at the moment so I'm goin to shut up and let ya'll read now. Please Read, Enjoy and Review Thank you
Broken Heart for a Broken Promise
It is a Saturday night and Sam is sitting in front of a mirror. Freddie had asked her something. This wasn't just any old question. This question had changed the dynamic of their relationship. At least that's what she thought. The thing that surprised her more than the question was her answer. She said yes. She never thought of anyone asking her that question… ever. Now the absolute last person that would've asked her that question had asked her and… she said yes. But it was too late to back out now and she isn't even sure she wants to.
Why did I say yes? Ok, he's cute, he's sweet, and he always seems to, at least, try to do what he can to protect me. But he's a dweeb, a dork, a nerd, a techno-weenie. Why would he even ask me to do this? It's not like we've been exactly close all of this time. Those days are long gone.
--flashback—
A five year old Sam was sitting on a swing when a kid comes up and picks on her.
"Ha-Ha, look who's all alone." The kid was rather short, even for a five year old. "What's the matter Puckett? Can't find anyone that can stand to be around you for more than five minutes?" Sam's heart is stung by the kid's random comment but it just shows in anger instead of sadness. They kid wipes his nose and continues his tirade. "I'm not surprised. I bet your own mom doesn't want to be around you; that's why she sends you here." The kid turns his back to her. "My daddy says that your ma doesn't even have a job and that she spends all of her time doing bad things while you're here." The kid turns around and meets a fist.
The kid stumbles back to the ground and tries to back away. Sam just walks up to him and kicks him in the stomach. She crouches down and starts to pound on the kid. The kid's friends run to him and pull him away from the girl. She turns and goes back to her swing.
She thinks of how the kid's friends came to stop her form beating on him. She wishes she had a friend, at least one friend that would stick up for her like that. She starts to cry. She hears footsteps and gets ready to fight again thinking that it is one the boys from earlier coming for revenge.
"Hi." He says in a soft tone that almost completely disarms Sam. "Why are you crying?" the concern in his voice is something new to Sam and she stares at him as if he is an alien. "My daddy says that pretty girls aren't supposed to cry." Did this weird kid just call her pretty? What was his deal? He looks around and sees that the girl is alone. "Where are all your friends?"
"No one wants to be my friend." She said a little downcast.
"I thought all pretty girls had lots of friends." The boy looks around and shrugs. "Oh well, I'll be your first." She looks up at him. She just shrugs. "My name is Fredward Benson. What's your name?" He smiles at her and she smiles back.
"I'm Samantha Puckett." She smiles brightly. She finally had a friend (A/N: I remember when it was that easy.) Her friend smiles back. "Call me Sam." She said as he sat on the swing next to her.
"Ok. Call me Freddie." He said with a smile. "Why were you hitting that kid earlier?"
"He was pickin on me and my mommy says that you shouldn't let people walk over you. So if people pick on me I beat em up." She smiled now realizing what she did.
"Some people were pickin' on me earlier. I should've beat them up." He hangs his head. "But I don't know how to beat people up." Sam, unsure of what to do, reached over and patted him on the back. She saw it on TV before. It seemed to work because he smiled at her. The caretakers called for them to o inside of the building for lunch.
"I'll tell you what," Sam got out of the swing, remembering how the kid's friends helped him earlier. "any one messes with you I'll beat them up for you." Freddie stood up smiling at her.
"Ok and if you ever feel sad about anything I'll be there and I'll make you feel better." They started to walk to the building.
"So it's decided." Sam stops and turns to Freddie, "I'll protect your body."
"and I'll protect your heart." Freddie said with a smile.
Sam looks at him confused. "Protect my heart?"
Freddie nods his head frantically. "Yeah. My mommy says that there are two ways to attack somebody. You can attack them physically or you could do it emotionally." Freddie thought for a while and continued. "My mommy said that there were two ways to protect someone. You could protect their body where they feel physical pain, or you could protect their heart where they feel emotional pain."
Sam looked at him and thought about what he said (to the extent that someone could ponder anything at five years old.). She smiled and extended her hand. "Ok. I'll protect your body and you'll protect my heart." They shook hands and continued to walk to the building.
"What did you bring for lunch?" Freddie asked.
"Fatcakes." Came her simple answer.
"My mommy doesn't let me have those." He said a little hurt. He felt like he was missing out on something. "I got a ham sandwich and a apple."
"You never had a fatcake before?" she thought again, "I'll give you one of mine." Her friend smiled again. For never having done it before, she was pretty good at this 'friends' thing.
"Thanks and I'll give you some of my ham sandwich." She smiled she loved her ham. And a friendship was born on that day.
"Thanks." Sam said with a smile "Now show me the kid who was messin with ya."
--present—
Sam let a smile slip as she was lost in her thoughts. It was good back then but that was before…
"Hey Sam. You ready?" Carly said while poking her head through the door.
Sam looked over at her best friend. It used to be Freddie. He used to be her best friend. What's worse is that it all happened in a day.
"Almost Carls. Just give me another five minutes." Carly agreed and left. Sam had done her best to erase the past form her mind but every now and again it would pop up on her mind.
--flashback—
An eight year old Sam walks through the playground alone. Freddie was out sick and Sam didn't have any food. Needless to say, Sam was quite irritated. She walked through the playground and spotted a girl eating a sandwich of some sort. She had never seen the girl before but that didn't really matter to Sam. She approaches the girl.
"Give me your sandwich." She pushes the girl to the ground and starts to eat the sandwich. All of a sudden the girl does the unthinkable. She gets up and pushes Sam out of the seat. Sam stands up and dusts her self off. "You know? I like you kid." They talked.
Carly had just moved to Seattle when her dad got re-stationed. She had an older brother. She lived in the Bushwell Plaza. Freddie lived in the same building so she decided that she would catch a ride with her new friend and see about her old friend.
When she got to Freddie's apartment she knocked on the door. Carly stood there behind her. "Do you wanna meet him too?" Sam asked confused.
"Ok lemme put my stuff in my house first." Carly turned around and threw her stuff into the apartment across the hall and turned around and smiled at Sam.
Freddie opened the door. "Hi Sam…" His gaze found the girl standing behind her. Sam had a bad feeling but chose to ignore it. However it became apparent the next day during lunch.
"Hey Freddie, what did you bring me for lunch today?" Freddie ignored her as he stared at the girl sitting to Sam's left. She looked at Carly.
Carly shrugged in confusion "Umm. Are you ok Freddie?" He just plastered a goofy smile on his face.
He had never smiled at Sam like that before. Sam began to feel worse and asked again. "What did you bring for lunch?"
Completely ignoring Sam Freddie answered, "I've got an apple. Do you want it Carly?"
Sam was in complete shock. How dare this kid that she protected for three years just ignore her as if she wasn't even at the table and for the girl he had known for less than a day. That did for her. Her heart was broken and his promise was broken.
--present--
That's when it all started. They were enemies now. The only reason she stayed around was because she was friends with Carly. Although somewhere, deep down, she had hoped that Freddie would remember his promise and come back. Be her Freddie again. Be the Freddie that she grew up with.
A tear fell and she tried to quickly wipe it away. "Sam, are you…" Carly pokes her head in the door. "Crying!" she rushes over to her best friend. "What's wrong?"
"I'm not crying. It was just one tear." She tried to avoid the topic. Carly has always been smarter than that.
"That's irrelevant. Why were you 'just one tear'-ing?" Carly was really concerned she had only seen Sam cry once and she didn't remember any tears. "Seriously Sam."
"It's just that I don't know why Freddie asked me." She looked at her friends confused face. "That's not why I'm crying. It just brought up a lot of old feelings." Carly now had a look as if she understood.
Carly smiled. "Well then maybe you should talk to him." She saw her friend start to glare at her, "oh, stop glaring. I know you like him." Her friend turned back to the mirror. "What I don't know is why you are so afraid to like him."
Sam took a deep breath, preparing to tell her friend something that she hasn't ever told anyone. "I'm afraid." Carly was almost knocked off of her feet. Sam chuckled slightly at her friend's shocked expression. "He told me that he would protect my heart. He promised me. He was, and probably is, the only person that ever acknowledged that I actually have one. Besides you and Spencer, that is. I can't handle him breaking it again." Carly knew exactly what she was referring to. She always knew. That is just who she is.
Carly sat down next to her friend. "You know, he was just a boy then. It couldn't have been helped. He was stupid. But I don't think he would break your heart again." Sam looked as if she didn't believe her but chuckled because Carly had called Freddie stupid. "He did ask you, didn't he?" Sam nods. "So its as simple as that. He asked and you said yes." Carly rubbed her back once again and stood up. "I'll tell everyone that you need five more minutes." Carly left her room.
Sam nodded and wiped her eyes. She looked at herself in the mirror. "I'll give you one more chance to keep your promise Benson." She smiled and turned out the light in Carly's room and went down the stairs.
There you have it. I'm sorry if Carly's part is strange. I don't normally write for her. its not that I don't like her its just that her character acts like some sort of balance. Sam and Freddie are two different extremes and Carly is the common ground. So I find it hard to write for her character. But I did the best I could. I also couldn't remember the exact words of the meeting between Carly and Sam so I used the basic idea of the meeting (Sam wants a sandwich tries to take Carly's. Carly fights back and gains Sam's respect and friendship.) I hope it wasn't too confusing.
Review it if you like. If not, thanks for reading. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
Until next post/update (I hope its soon), deuces!!
KL21
