Disclaimer I do NOT known iCarly or any of the characters; if it weren't for Dan we wouldn't have anything else to do with our spare time:D.
Chapter One: Freddie Hate Me!
"Sam, why do you argue with me? You know I'm right; you need to tell Freddie sorry."
"No I don't Carls. It's not my fault he sucked at selling electronics." Sam argued back. It had been a week or so since Freddie and Sam had worked at the iPear store, and Carly was still trying to get Sam to tell Freddie sorry.
"No, you're right about that, but you know very well that the outburst Freddie had causing him to lose his job was your fault." Carly pointed her finger in Sam's face thinking that it would help in her defense, but it didn't. It only pissed Sam off more.
"IS NOT!"
"Yes it is. We both know that you had not gotten promoted." Sam looked down in shame. "You just convinced Freddie's boss to pull that awful prank on Freddie and you booth took it too far. Now Freddie is starting to question his nerdy ways because of it. Just tell him the truth and say sorry!" Carly finished with her face a bit red from the rant. Sam continued to look down as she slowly let Carly's argument enter her brain. Sam knew she was right, but Mama was not known for admitting that she was wrong, not even when it came to Carly.
~KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCKKNOCK!~
"COME IN!" Carly yelled at the door and entered the man of the hour.
"Hey, I was wondering if…." Freddie trailed off as he noticed Sam sitting on the couch playing with her thumbs and chewing on her bottom lip. "Oh did I interrupt? I can come back some other time."
"No it's fine. Whatcha need Freddie?" Carly answered pretending that she wasn't just lecturing Sam.
"I wanted to backup our systems for iCarly." He waved a USB and a few DVDs in the air showing he meant business.
"Oh sure Freddie, go right on up. I was gonna start up some lunch, ya want?"
"Yea, just holler when it's ready. I'll be upstairs." Freddie began walking up the stairs when Spencer entered the room asking for his banjo.
"Hey Carly! Have you seen my banjo? I can't seem to find it anywhere." He began searching the living room when he saw Sam on the couch. "Hey kiddo you alright there?"
"Yeah, just thinking. Oh I think I saw your banjo in the storage downstairs." Sam stood up, joining Carly in the kitchen still in thought.
"Thanks Sam, hey Carly, what ya cooking?" Spencer stood at the door awaiting Carly's answer.
"Tuna fish salad." Carly shoved Sam out of the way of the fridge to began her salad.
"Sounds good, save me some Sam." Spencer left after his last comment. Then there was a few moments for silence till Carly spoke.
"Now's your chance, go Sam!" Sam rolled her eyes as she grabbed two peppy colas.
"Fine!" She huffed as she headed up with the drinks as her opening statement.
Sam took the elevator because she felt too lazy to use the stairs. Upon entering the iCarly Studio she could see Freddie on three laptops (Carly's, the Studio's, and His) while she heard from the TV "Two men enter; One man leaves."
"Again with the Thunderdome Freddachine?" Sam entered. He didn't glance up but she saw the smirk playing on his lips. Sam knew that Mad Max was one of Freddie's favorite heroes, and the film Mad Max and the Thunderdome was his favorite from the movies because he got such a kick out of Tina Turner.
"Yeah, yeah, you know me." He answered as he typed away on the keyboards after lowering the TV some.
"I brought you up a peppy cola." Sam offered him the drink, which he accepted, yet he still didn't look up. In fact, Sam suddenly noticed that Freddie had yet to fully look her in the eyes since the pear store incident. There was silence for a good while as Sam watched him work away.
"You gonna stare at me all day or what Sammie?" Sam smiled at the pet name he had given her back when they were just kids. It was rare when he used it; so rare that he had never used it in front of Carly and only once in front of Spencer and Gibby.
"Well ya know me Freddie; I always preferred watching you at work." With that comment Freddie glanced up at Sam. Sam caught the hurt in his eyes that quickly faded.
"Sam, why are you here?" Sam was taken aback at his comment.
"What ya mean?" The offense clear in her voice.
"Shy are you up here staring at me instead of downstairs with Carly or watching Girly Cow?" Sam looked down and began to gnaw at her lip and fumble with her thumbs again. "What's wrong?" concern thick in his voice. Freddie knew (as did Spencer and Gibby yet Carly had yet to figure out) that when Sam did these things together, she was really worried or deep in thought.
"Freddie I'm sorry about your job and how it's my entire fault that you…"
"STOP!" Freddie cut her off his voice really rough. "I don't want to talk about it. Just drop it before things get ugly." Freddie looked back at the laptop screens.
"BUT FREDDIE! I really am sorry I messed things up for you."
"Sam stop it!" Freddie shouted.
"WHY? CAN'T YOU JUST ACCPET MY SORRY?" Sam yelled back. Freddie slammed his laptop shut as a loud crack filled the room.
"No I can't accept your sorry. You have no idea what you did by lying to me." Freddie announced.
"What are you talking about?" Sam asked a bit confused.
"You lied!" Freddie's voice went down a notch and got real low and serious. "You said you were my boss and you made me believe you when you were lying. You weren't my boos, I lost my job and I lost my trust in your words, and that's why I can't accept your sorry, 'cause for all I know you're lying now." The silence that followed Freddie's words was deadly. Sam was choked on what next to say and Freddie looked completely hurt.
"Who told you I lied? Was it Carls? 'Cause if it was I can…"
"God Sam! Is that your response, are you fucking serious?" Freddie looked beyond angry with Sam. She was shocked a bit because Freddie NEVER cusses.
"I'm sorry Freddie, it was a bad joke, I get that know and if I could take it back I would."
"Stop it Sam. I don't want to hear it." Freddie picked up his laptop and left the room, leaving Sam with tears threatening to fall from her eyes. Sam didn't understand how messed up things got and she just stood there as the tears finally feel silently down her face. Realization at what she had one hit her. Freddie finally lost his trust in her and it hurt her more than she wanted to admit.
~DOWNSTAIRS~
"Hey is that you Freddie? Lunch is almost done could you call Sam…." SLAM, went Carly's door. She turned around to look at the door as Spencer walked in.
"Um Carls, what's with Freddie?"
"I don't know, he was up stairs and then he just walked out slamming the poor door." Carly had shocked written all over her face.
"Well he was crying." Spencer added as he walked into the kitchen with this banjo."
"HE was? Oh God, Sam!" Carly yelled as she ran up the stairs taking two at a time. Entering the studio, she found Sam just standing there crying. "Sam what in the world happened?"
"He hates me. He really hates me!" Sam cried as Carly grabbed her and began comforting her.
"No, no, no Sam, of course he doesn't" Carly tried her hardest to calm Sam down as Sam kept saying over and over "Yes he does, he really does hate me and it's my fault."
A/N: So yes this is the first chapter; hate it, love it, like it, don't care?