Hi, it's been a while since I wrote anything because life's gotten in the way. So this story is quite different to my usual stories in it is very supernatural, and it's about iCarly. I love the show but I've never been good at writing about it. With that out of the way here we go.
Creak.
"Freddie, go check out what the noise is," 30-year old Carly Benson told her husband of ten years.
She rolled over to him and watched him get up and out of the bed before pecking her on the lips. When he was gone a small framed picture came into view and Carly had to choke back tears, it was of Sam Puckett, her best friend growing up. Everyday Carly wondered why Sam had put a bullet through her head when they were sixteen, although deep down she knew, it was a few days after Carly and Freddie announced they were dating. Sometimes Carly questioned why she had started dating Freddie, she knew Sam had loved him.
Meanwhile, downstairs Freddie was searching for the source of the noise and had almost given up when he saw a man dressed all in black sneaking down to the cellar, Freddie was smart enough not to follow him but seconds later he heard a loud echoing scream that he could only hope Carly hadn't heard. Freddie heard the man's footsteps and he hid behind a cabinet, when the man emerged he was stumbling and bleeding heavily. Freddie knew there was no way the man would survive and no way he could help him so he stayed hidden and watched the man drag himself out the door. Slowly, Freddie got up and walked down the steps of the cellar.
As he made it to the last step he saw what appeared to be a teenage girl with long blonde curls in a blue t-shirt and jeans splattered with red, he recognized the outfit as the one Sam had worn the day she died. Freddie had been the first one to find her as they were meant to do a project together and her mum had been away. The girl turned around slowly and there was no mistaking it was Sam. Her piercing blue eyes stared into his soul and she had a sad look on her face which was quickly replaced with anger when she saw him.
"Freddie, remember me, the girl you and Carly drove to suicide?" Sam said in a voice unlike her own with a noticeable amount of malice. There was an evil, almost murderous, glint in her eye.
"S-Sam?"
"That's me," she said with a menacing smirk.
"But how?"
"Oh Freddie, ever heard of ghosts? They exist, but the dead only come back to make somebody pay for something they did, guess who I'm back for?" This was when Freddie noticed Sam was approaching him at an alarming rate, "what's this, Freddie Benson without an answer for something? What a shock, you know what, I'll give you a hint," and with that she jabbed him in the chest with her finger.
"M-M-me?"
"That's right."
The last thing Freddie Benson ever saw was the malicious glint in Sam's eyes
and her sickening murderous smirk.
Crack.