Marissa Benson cared about he son, yes, and Freddie returned his mother's feelings, no doubt. But that doesn't mean that both parties didn't keep secret's.
It's not snooping if you love the person, was her motto.
Some things are just not meant for a mother to find out, was his.
Speaking of which, Mrs. Benson was collecting dirty clothes from Freddie's bedroom one summer evening, when she found his cell phone.
"Should I look through it?" she wondered. "Well a mother's work is never done."
She never understood technology, so looking through her son's phone would be pointless. She placed the cell phone back down on his desk. Right when Marissa turned her back, a dinging noise came from the device and she whipped right around and received the text message. It was from Sam.
R u cmin' 2nght?
Oh, she knew it was wrong but...Marissa tried to use text talk but it was no use. So she typed like normal.
For what, Samantha?
An instant reply came back.
Samantha? Dude u lik totly nd 2 lay off da' mother/son crap. FIY 4 da'...well...ya' kno. :/
Was her son having...intercourse? There was only one way to find out...
Are we having...sex?
Ding!
Yeah! R u hvin' mental isues? We alwys hve it. Evry wednesdy. ;)
She felt like she was about to have a stroke. Her Freddie? Never. But it does say right here...No. It would never happen.
Another text message came.
Whtevr, c u at 7
Mrs. Benson sat down in Freddie's desk chair and began to breath heavily. Her Freddie was having sex. A thing that was for married people only.
-Slam-
Freddie was home.
Mrs. Benson stood up, finished gathering the clothes and walked out of her son's bedroom.
"Hello, Freddie. Over at Carly's ?", outside she was calm but inside she was crying.
"Yeah. Oh and Sam and I are going to go over some ideas about iCarly."
"Oh really? At what time?" by this time, Mrs. Benson was choking back tears. Her little boy had turned into a man.
"I think around...seven." Freddie went to his room, got changed, and had noticed that someone had been using his phone to message Sam.
~~~~~6:58 pm.~~~~~
Freddie headed to the door and called out, "Bye mom. I'm going to Sam's."
"Bye." she said back from the kitchen.
"Oh, and mom?"
"Yes?"
"I'll be safe."
And he left.