Brussel Sprouts
A Seddie fanfic!
I do not own iCarly.
Rated M.
Content not suitable for children.
Dear Diary,
I wish I could've taken it back.
I wish I would've stayed with Carly and Freddie.
I wish things would've been different.
I wish that whole night never happened.
It was at the party... the one at the end of our sophomore year. I surprisingly passed, thanks to the help of Carly and Freddie. But that's besides the point. That party was the moment in my life that ruined me. Well, I didn't know at the time, anyway. I stayed with Carly and Freddie, and I knew I should've left when they did. They even told me to... and I just wanted to hang out with this guy, Chace... I was such an idiot. He was a year older, since he failed a grade. That alone made him seem like a bad boy, and that's all I needed. He was so cool... funny, though... charming. Too charming. He knew how to get what he wanted from me. The last thing I remembered before waking up was drinking, and eating some of my BBQ ribs from my purse. Then I remembered waking up, to sirens, with Chace zipping up his jeans and running out the door. I was laying in a random bed, naked, and scared. I was hoping I was just laying there for no reason... I was hoping maybe I just went streaking and I passed out and they couldn't find my clothes. I stuck with that story. Now it's been a few months, school and starting in a week, and I got an e-mail from Chace, saying 'Thanks for the good night at that party, but sorry if you're screwed because I'm off at juevie.' I just sat in silence for a second, realizing what had been going on- I was getting sick, I was eating nearly ten times as much food, I missed a few periods, even though they're usually spaced out, I started to cry every night over the silliest things, and I've been shutting myself in my room... away from Carly and Freddie. I know now. It's all coming together...
I'm pregnant.
I have no idea what I'm going to tell Carly or Freddie... I have no idea if I'm going to tell anyone! I've only told you, Diary... and this is the reason why I got you. I need someone. My therapist would probably tell my mom. Carly would probably flip... oh, who am I kidding? Carly would kill me. And Freddie... he'd probably laugh at me. He'd probably think I'd be pulling a prank. I just don't know what I'm going to do. I haven't been on iCarly for the last few webshows, and I can't go on there being pregnant. That's not teaching anyone anything. I don't know what to do... I'm scared...
Sam
P.S. I need to go baggy clothes shopping... just incase I start showing while I'm still deciding on what to do.