Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly or any of the songs used in this story.
Hey Readers,
I edited this chapter a bit so if you've already Story-Alerted or Reviewed or something, make sure you re-read this to understand the next chapter. By the way, the next chapter (chapter two) will be out by the end of today. I still have some editing to do.
Thanks!
~Merue
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"So lay down, the threat is real,
When his sight goes red again,
Seeing red again,
Seeing red again"
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ColorZone; Every Color in the Rainbow
Red orange yellow green blue PURPLE;
sEDDIE;
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…because there's no such thing as INDIGO…!
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THIS IS NOT INFRARED; THIS IS RRROUGE
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His smile was so wide and bright and Sam almost believed she was blinded.
"What's up with the grin, Fredweird?" He rolled his eyes.
"Well, in case you didn't know, I have a date tonight with one Miss Carly Shay."
Broken glass.
Shatter Shatter.
Or was that my heart?
"Oh my God! Sam, are you okay!?"
Her hand was covered in blood from the force of her breaking the glass bottle. She winced and felt the sting of glass pierce her skin.
Her tongue tasted nothing but bitterness and her legs wanted to do nothing but run.
Inhuman strength.
"Oh, well," she bit her lip, "that's just another thing that's not normal."
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Thisis;RRRROUGE
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XXPiNKRAZOR VERIZON I.D. # 44479369 OWNER: SAMANTHA PUCKETT
YOU HAVE 6 MISSED TEXT MESSAGES.
YOU HAVE 27 MISSED TEXT MESSAGES.
YOU HAVE 30 MISSED CALLS.
YOU HAVE 67 MISSED CALLS.
YOU HAVE 90 MISSED TEXT MESSAGES.
YOU HAVE 147 VOICEMAIL MESSAGES.
OPENING TEXT #90: FREDDIE BENSON.
Where the hell are you Sam!?
OPENING NEW TEXT.
Click, click.
MESSAGE SENT.
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"In New York these streets will make you feel brand new."
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PearPHONE AT&T I.D. 3278019
1 NEW TEXT MESSAGE FROM CONTACT: SAM P.
Here's a hint: none of your fucking business, Benson.
Shatter Shatter.
Break my heart.
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She arrived in the park.
"You're out pretty late, Sam."
She hadn't bothered tying up the hair that got in her face as she ran. It hid the tears that rained down her cheeks.
"Oh, hey Pete. Yeah, I know. Just…wanted to get some air, you know?" She breathed out what was supposed to be a laugh.
He gave a half-smile, "So, uh, how's it going?"
"Great, and you?"
Sam was never one for formalities, but this was Pete. Pete was good to her. Always.
She had shattered his heart.
"Same here," he shouldered the bag of last-minute groceries in the 99 cent recyclable bag that he had picked up not too long ago, "are you going to the baseball game next Saturday? I'd really like it if you could cheer me on."
She looked up at him and broke his heart with her breath-taking smile.
Shatter Shatter.
His heart bled red.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world."
She had been in love with someone else.
And he knew from the start.
She walked away from him.
She took out her phone.
OPENING NEW TEXT.
TO CONTACT: EVIL TWIN
Come for me.
MESSAGE SENT.
"I'm infected by the sound."
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"Freddie! Did Sam text you back, yet!? She hasn't responded to anything I've sent her! I left like twelve voice messages! Wendy, Rebecca, and Mrs. Benson are searching uptown and Rodney, Gibby and Spencer are searching downtown and everyone else is looking everywhere else and I just don't know what to do!"
His phone buzzed. Freddie squeezed the hand that was holding his pearPHONE into a fist.
"Yeah, she did."
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TO CONTACT: CARLOTTA
I'll be home soon.
MESSAGE SENT.
Because she just couldn't do something like this to Carly.
"Stop this beat is killing me."
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"Have you heard anything, Spencer?"
"Sorry, sis, nothing yet. Gibby has resorted to taking off his shirt and painting a Sam wanted poster on his stomach. It's…"
"Nevermind that! Just let me know if you-wait, I just got a text! Maybe it's Sam! I'll call you back, Spence!"
She hung up the phone and checked her texts with lightening speed.
I'll be home soon.
"Oh, thank God."
Freddie turned to look at her from his position at the window, where he had been watching outside with a pair of binoculars.
"What's up?" He asked, alert.
"Sam's coming back!"
He frowned and Carly glared at him. "What, Freddie!?"
He shook his head. "Nothing." She turned away, heading into the kitchen, and he took his phone out of his pocket.
His grip tightened.
Damn it, Sam.
Shatter Shatter.
"Freddie! What was that noi- oh my gosh, Freddie, there's blood all over your hand!"
The phone dropped to the floor in bits and pieces.
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Never again would he have to see the message that made his heart bleed red.
HERE'S A HINT: NONE OF YOUR
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BUSINESS,
BENSON.
VIXENS WEAR RED
BECAUSE THEY MAKE YOUR HEART BLEED RRROUGE
THIS IS NOT INFRARED; THIS IS RRROUGE
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MY HEART SHATTERS AND THE BLOOD STOPS PUMPING TO MY BRAIN.
I FIND MYSELF KISSING YOU AND I DON'T EVEN REALIZE.
BECAUSE THERE'S NOTHING LEFT KEEPING ME
ALIVE
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"Sweet dream; beautiful nightmare."
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pearPHONE AT&T I.D. # 44479370 OWNER: MELANIE PUCKETT
I'll be there.
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COME FOR ME.
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SPECTRUMRADIANCE!
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Disclaimer:
Since I used tidbits of lyrics from some songs, I have to give credit.
The lines that are italicized and "quoted" that seem out of place in the dialogue are song lyrics.
In order, I do not own:
"The Red" by Chevelle
"Empire State of Mind" by Jay-Z feat Alicia Keys.
"Evacuate the dance floor" by Cascada
"Sweet Dreams" by Beyonce
