Hey there, re-uploading this under my new pen name. Was called iThought this would never happen to me. Anyways, this is NOT a creddie before you think it is. I don't own iCarly yadda yadda yadda. Please read and review :)
She had always been a good one. She was always well turned out, got good grades, did her homework, flossed every day and was popular at school. How could this be happening to her?
Carly flushed the toilet from her crouched position and wiped her mouth with her hand. Strands of hair soaked with sweat and vomit hung limply in front of her face; nobody had been there to hold it back for her. The pungent smell of stomach acid lingered in the air making her stomach churn but there was nothing left to spew out.
She rose from the toilet and looked at her face in the mirror. Her throat burned, her eyes had dark circles around them and her skin was pale and pasty.
Pull yourself together Carly she thought to herself as her reflection pulled a disapproving look at her.
She splashed her face with cold water, contemplating whether to have a shower or not. She felt so weak but she had to be strong; everyone knew Carly could be and was girly and emotional at times but she was not weak willed.
She stepped into the shower and allowed the hot water thump down on her body washing the sweat and guilt away down the plug hole. That is where it belonged.
"Hey Carly!" Sam thumped at the bathroom door. Carly looked at the clock on the bathroom wall, she had been in the shower for 2 hours. Shit.
"CARLY!" Sam repeated louder as she thumped harder at the door, "Spencer says you've been in there for hours, what goes on? You ok kid?"
"Yeah, just a minute Sam" Carly turned off the shower and quickly wrapped a towel over her body before twisting a smaller towel around her hair. She opened the door and smiled widely at Sam who looked back at her with slight confusion but couldn't help but chuckle at Carly's expression.
"Everything ok Carly?" Sam asked as Carly walked past her towards her dresser.
"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" Carly replied without hesitation or emotion.
"Just that you were in the shower so long, I know you only do that when you're dep.."
"I'm fine" Carly cut Sam off, "I was just shaving my legs and exfoliating and having some pampering me time" she lied through her teeth.
Sam wasn't convinced; she knew a lie when she heard one, especially when it came from Carly's mouth, that girl was just not a good liar. She raised one eyebrow and caught Carly's eye.
"What?" Carly responded abruptly to Sam's expression. Sam remained silent but retained her 'I know you're not telling me something' look as she maintained her eye contact with Carly.
"Ok, ok" Carly gave in, "I think I flunked that math test in Mr Howard's class yesterday, it's really been bugging me" she lied again, this time a little more believably.
"Is that it?" Sam laughed, "Holy chiz, I thought something was actually wrong Carly! You had me worried there for a moment!"
Carly smiled back at Sam as she rough dried her hair with the towel.
"I'm starving, you got any bacon?" Sam changed the subject as she turned towards the door, making for the kitchen.
"Bacon?" Carly repeated quietly as the thought of the sickly sweet smell of grilled rashers filled her mind. She clapped a hand around her mouth and ran back to the bathroom almost slipping on the wet footprints she had left herself only a minute ago. She lunged forward towards the toilet and grabbed each side of the seat rigidly as she wretched into the bowl. Turns out her stomach wasn't empty after all.
"Carly?" Sam ran to the bathroom concerned for her best friend. She took Carly's damp hair and held it back as she rubbed her back softly with her free hand.
Carly stopped being sick but remained in her position unsure if she would throw up again.
"Carly, what's going on?" Sam asked softly, concerned.
"It's just a bug" Carly replied roughly, her head still in the toilet.
Sam was silent for a moment before she took a deep breath "Look Carly, I know this isn't all over a math test, just tell me what the problem is, it can't be that bad" she almost laughed as she said the last part trying to imagine what could possibly be going wrong in Carly's ever perfect life.
Carly silently stood up and pushed past Sam to the sink and began to brush her teeth.
"Carly?" Sam tried to get a response from her friend but Carly continued to brush her teeth ignoring Sam completely as though she wasn't even in the room.
"Is it school?" Sam probed. Carly continued to brush her teeth. "Spencer?" She enquired further, still no response. Sam thought for a moment, "Guy trouble?"
At that Carly put down her toothbrush and spat into the sink before rinsing her mouth out. "Just leave it Sam, nothing's wrong" Carly said sternly as she left the bathroom and sat down at her dresser again.
Sam followed and stood beside where Carly was sat. Carly picked up a brush and began to pull it through her hair which was tuggy and knotted thanks to it being half dry and having been held back by Sam as she had been sick. Sam watched as Carly frantically struggled to untangle her matted mess of hair. After a few moments, Carly threw the brush to the dresser in frustration and let out a quick scream of rage as she placed her elbows on the top of the dresser and her head into her hands.
Sam rolled her eyes, "Carly, for the last time, what the hell is going on?" she asked with a hint of impatience and anger in her voice this time.
Carly didn't reply and remained with her face in her hands. She hated it when Sam was angry at her. She accidentally let out a large sob.
"Aww, Carly" Sam said sympathetically as she pulled her into a hug. "Whatever it is, it'll be fine" she soothed as Carly cried onto her shoulder.
"No it won't" Carly said quietly between sobs and sniffles.
"Oh come on Carly, don't be stupid, there is nothing so bad that it can't be fixed"
Carly pulled away from Sam and turned her face away, "This is"
Sam let out a single laugh and shook her head slightly, "Flunking one test at school isn't going to ruin your chances of getting into college Carly"
Carly turned to face Sam, her eyes bloodshot and watery, "No" she agreed, "But being having a kid might".