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Chapter 1: iSorry
Sam's POV
It was 11:00 at night I walked down the multiple roads with drunken hobos outside. I arrived at my house. I found a note on the door.
Kid, gone outta town for...dunno how long...stay at...wherever you go. Mom.
Classic mom! I tried the door, not surprised to find it locked. I reached into my hair for my hair-pin but I couldn't find it, then I remembered I took it off at Carly's. I sighed deeply. I took out my phone and checked the time. 11:13pm I shrugged and started walking to Carly's. I arrived outside Bushwell Plaza at 11:27pm. I opened the doors only to be yelled at by Lewbert. I made a hand gesture that could make any dignified woman gasp, or if it was a cartoon either faint or the eyes would pop out of their heads, anyway...You get the idea. I walked to the elevator, and pressed the '8' button. I arrived in the Shays apartment. I walked up the stairs and I walked into Carly's room.
"Carls?" I asked. I saw a faint light of her phone, contrasting her face in the dark room.
"Sam?" She asked
"Yeah it's me. Hey mom's gone out of town for a...Dunno how long. Mind if I stay here?" I asked
"Sure, your stuffs in the spare room from last time" She said
"Thanks...Night" I say.
"Night" she replied. I walk down one set of stairs and along the corridor to my...Well the guest room I claimed as my own. I opened the door and locked it from the inside. I grabbed my phone from my jeans pocket and put it on charge. I walked into the en-suite bathroom and undressed. I jumped in the shower, washing my hair and face. After a quick wash, I got out and dried my body wrapping a towel round my hair. I walked over to my chest of drawers. I pulled out a pair of PJ bottoms and a tank top. Once I threw them on I walked over to the dresser, I pulled the towel off my hair and ran a brush through it before blasting it with the dryer. Once I was content with it being dry I ran a brush back through it, grabbed a hair-tie and tied my air up in a lose bun. I climbed under the covers and fell asleep instantly.
I woke up the next day to the smell of bacon. I ran (Not literally) to the kitchen and found Spencer and Carly.
"Morning Sam" Carly said
"Morning Sam...WAIT...Sam?" Spencer asked.
"Sorry Spence, her mom went away she had no where to stay hope it's ok" Carly said rather than asked while shovelling one piece of bacon on to her and Spencer's plates then the rest onto mine.
"Thanks" I mumbled
"Eh it's not a problem, just a bit shocked to see her here at" He looked at the clock "9 in the morning...Ok maybe it's not that weird" He said.
We sat at the table and started to eat. I had 10 pieces of bacon, while Carly and Spencer had one and a slice of bread. I still finished before either of them.
I was polite for once. I waited until they had finished before I took their plates to the kitchen. I left them in the sink.
"Sam...Freddie's gonna be here in about 10 minutes alright" Carly said
"K sure" I said. I walked upstairs and threw on a pair of skinny jeans, with a long top. I untied my hair. I ran a brush through it and I added a little extra concealer to the bruise on the side of my face, luckily Carly and Spencer didn't notice the faint patch earlier.
I arrived downstairs with three minutes to spare. I turned on Girly Cow and poured myself a glass of orange juice. Half an hour later Carly came downstairs.
"Isn't Freddie here yet?" she asked
"Nope" I said
"Aren't you worried?" Carly asked
"So he's a little late Carls, maybe, his mom dragged him to some anti-tick convention and his phone was flat. Point is that he's his own person he can be late if he wants" I say still staring at the TV. Truth was I wasn't worried but I am ...'In love'... with him. Mention that again I will kill you!
"But Sam...I'm seriously worried" she said
"Ok" I said flicking off the TV, grabbing mine and Carly's handbags, pushing my phone into my back pocket and dragging her out the door.
"Bye Spence" I yelled just before I slammed the door I dragged Carly to the elevator.
"Where are we going Sam?" she asked
"Build-a-bra, the mall, Groovy Smoothie, anywhere to distract you" I said.
"Ok" she said. We walked to the Groovy Smoothie first. I ordered a Strawberry Splat and Carly ordered a Blueberry Blitz. We paid and walked to the mall sipping our smoothies. We went to build a bra and I bought two bra's Carly bought 14 (Don't judge, she shops when she's depressed, like I eat meat like it's going out of fashion, although that would never happen for two reasons, 1) HOW could meat ever go out of Fashion, I mean even GAGA's got a meat dress...THAT'S Fashion and 2) Since when have I ever cared for fashion?) We then went to multiple clothes and shoes shops. We arrived back at Carly's apartment 7 hours later, I had 3 bags, and Carly had like 19. Once we were inside we put our bags in our rooms and we were greeted by the welcoming smell of Spaghetti Tacos. After a delicious meal, we watched (Carly's choice) The First Kiss.
Once the movie ended we went to bed as we were tired. Once I was in my room I got out my phone. I knew Carly was probably texting Freddie asking where he was. I decided to ask him my own questions.
To: Freddie
From: Sam
Hey, are you ok?
As soon as I clicked send I put my phone on vibrate. Then I plugged it in to charge and I changed to my PJ's. I climbed into bed and I fell asleep.
I woke up and it was Sunday. Still no sign of Freddie so Carly and I watched movies all day. Monday we were back at school. Freddie hadn't turned up. Carly was getting more and more paranoid, but I convinced her that grades were the most important thing at this moment, although inside I was worried as well.
Tuesday came and went in a flash, again with no word from Freddie.
Wednesday there was still no sign of Freddie I knew where he was, I just guessed but I knew. After school, Carly was distraught. We arrived at the Bushwell Plaza.
"Carly you're a mess, seriously. I know where Freddie is ok, I'll go talk to him, you just go sleep ok" I she looked confused but nodded. I gave her my bag and watched as she walked in the apartment. I grabbed my hair pin and unlocked his door, knowing his mom would be at work. I arrived in his room. I opened the window and there he was. I slipped onto the fire escape next to him.
"Hey" I said softly taking a seat next to him on the step.
"You found me then" he said smiling lightly.
"Didn't take much" I said
"Why didn't you come find me sooner then?" he asked
"Cos'" I said I took a deep breath. "I know you Freddie, you would never go this long without talking to one of unless, unless something was seriously wrong, and I've been in enough situations like those to know that you like to be alone to think" I said
"Got it in one" he said
"So..." I said
"You wanna know what's bugging me don't ya" he said
"Well...Kinda I mean, I'm not gonna force you to tell me anything but, as much as I hate to admit it, I hate seeing you so depressed" I said
"You care about me" he smiled
"Eh" I said
"Come on...Admit it" he said playfully nudging my side
"Ehhhh" I said dragging it out
"Come on" he said
"Fine...I care...Happy?" I asked
"As happy as I could be" he said. My smile dropped a bit
"Come on dude...I admitted it...Tell me what's wrong" I said
"Ok, Friday night I arrived home and the phone rang, I answered it, they said they found my dad." He said I knew this was bad.
"I'm sorry" I said
"Why you don't even know what I was gonna say" he said not even angry.
"Same with my dad. I arrived home, got a phone call saying they found my dad, with a noose round his neck, hanging off a bridge somewhere in Chicago" I said
"Damn" he said "When was this" he asked
"Remember that once when I was in Juvie and I couldn't do that iCarly webisode?" I asked
"Yeah" he said
"I was at his funeral. I just made up all that shit about Juvie. I didn't want Carly to know" I said
"You know that's so similar to my dad, they said they found him parked on the side of a bridge in New York, he was leaning against the steering wheel, gun in his hand and bullet in his brain" he said
"I'm sorry" I say
"You have no reason to be" he said
"Did you ever meet your dad?" I ask
"Yeah, we were pretty close until about six years ago, he disowned me because my mom refused to move me back to New York" he said
"Again, I'm sorry, I always say my dad left but he didn't. We all lived in Chicago, me my mom, my dad and Mel. Then Mel left, to go to school, my dad started abusing me and shit so my mom and I moved to Seattle. Then my mom started getting drunk and high and she started abusing me..." I said subconsciously touching side of my face, the bruise was faint but still visible if caught in the right light, Freddie looked to the spot I was touching and by the look on his face he saw the mark.
"I'm sorry for you" he said
"Let's just agree, both our families are messed up" I said we both laughed at that. I looked in his eyes as he looked in mine. Next thing I know I'm leaning in and his lips are on mine, they feel so soft, so right and I can't ignore the sparks pulsing through me, then, as I was thinking that I wanted this kiss to last forever, he pulled away. But those 8 seconds, BEST of my life.
"What just happened?" he asked backing away from me, eyes wide in realisation.
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