AN: My first oneshot thingy! I'm pretty proud of it, even if it is a tad depressing. Oh well. Review! :3
Her World
I don't know what I'll do without her…
One minute she was laughing at something I said… then she looked terrified… then… well… what expression does a dead person have?
Worst thing is she might not have died If I'd done something. If I hadn't just stood there and shouted like an idiot, she would be in the Groovy Smoothie now, laughing with me and Fredweird Benson. He's sad. A wreck- like me. I know he blames me for this. I blame me. It shouldn't have been Carly, it should've been her unimportant shitty sidekick-best-friend Sam Puckett. I'm the bad person, the one who wrecks cars and gives Gibby wedgies and spends weeks in Juvie. Carly… she doesn't deserve this. She's always been like my guardian angel; leading me back to the good side, helping me when my Mom drinks a little too much, being there for me whenever I need her to be.
She's my life. Now she's gone.
It all happened so fast! The truck came out of nowhere and then she was face down on the floor, barely breathing. She looked so fragile, so pale and broken and… it should've been me and it was my fault because I just stood there and shouted at her to get out of the way.
Benson tried to save her but that random man held him back.
I just stood on the sidewalk, safe, whilst she screamed and got knocked down. That scream. It still rings in my ears now, the only sound that reminds me of her. And it keeps replaying, replaying, taunting me.
Now my life has no purpose. Fuck.
We can't do iCarly, my Mom's disappeared somewhere, Freddie hates my guts and Spencer doesn't stop crying. I have no tears left in me to cry.
Why… why don't I just end it all? No one actually cares about Sam Puckett, girl who lives in Juvie and has no decent family but her twin sister who never shows up…
Carly was the closest thing to family I had. She was my world that's now shattered into nothing and now I have nothing.
What's the point in living if there's nothing to live for? No one will care if I go, if I just vanish off the earth or something… In fact, their lives will be a lot easier. Freddie won't have to fear going to his locker and getting beat up, Spencer will have a full refrigerator and my Mom can go out and get drunk all she likes.
Doesn't seem like such a bad idea, actually. Ending it all…