Slipped Away
I miss you
Carly was in the iCarly studio rummaging through boxes of props. It had been days. Weeks. Months. How long she didn't know, other then it being too long. That day she had lost track of the dates on the calendar, and everything was beginning to blur together. And even so, she still couldn't get used to the feeling of being hollow, and empty. As she put away the last of the iCarly props she felt tears drip down her cheeks. Drip. Drop. Plop. iCarly was done. Over. She couldn't carry it on without her. Carly and Freddie couldn't do he show alone. Who would be her co-host? Gibby? Heck he wasn't mature enough to know that taking your shirt off in public is wrong.
Miss you so bad
She pulled herself out of her thoughts and looked over at the empty cove where the iCarly car used to stand. Now, it was just a pile of meaningless boxes. She thought of Sam. How she loved that car. Now it was gone. Just like her.
'Maybe you just need to forget about Sam'. Her brain told her.
"Why?" she shouted. "WHY?"
I don't forget you
She couldn't take being in the studio another minute. She kicked the box she was packing so hard that it fell over, spilling its contents all across the floor. Carly ran out of the room, her face crumpling under the pressure of tears. She slammed the studio door and slid down the wall, ending with her head in her hands. She was sobbing.
Oh it's so sad
The day Sam died was the day she died. Her world ended. Crashed down on top of her. It seemed like she was carrying the weight of the world on her shoulders. The pain of not having someone comfort her, because everyone was grieving too.
I hope you can hear me
(Flashback)
It was about 7:56 in the morning when Sam came rushing in the front doors of Ridgeway. She pushed past everyone until she got to her locker.
"Geez Sam what's the hurry?" Carly said as she closed her locker door.
"Cops. Chasing me." Sam panted.
"Oh dear Lord. What did you do?" Carly rolled her eyes.
"I 'borrowed' a cop's veggie burrito." she smiled. "It was yummy"
"So you ran here and that's why you're all out of breath" Carly finished for her best friend.
"Yes. The weird thing is though, I feel like I'm gonna pass out. I mean I'm in shape right?"
"Sam this is serious. You should go see the nurse about that." Sam scoffed
"There is NO way I'm going to let someone baby me because I'm out of breath." she slammed her locker door.
"Okay but don't come crying to me when you die" Carly laughed, jokingly
"Haha Shay. Very funny." and then the two girls parted ways. Carly to trigonometry, Sam to biology.
I remember it clearly
Carly didn't see Sam all day. As she was coming down the main staircase after fourth period she heard Brad, the intern for iCarly shout
"Hey what's wrong with Sam?" he and Freddie were sitting on the staircase, the two of them jumped off and ran over to where Sam was laid on the floor. Freddie checked for a pulse in her wrist and in her chest
"I don't think she's breathing!" Freddie said worryingly.
"Oh my God." Carly bent down next to the boys. "Someone call 911" she screamed. "Quickly!"
The day you slipped away
A small group of students had started to crowd around Sam. They stared at her like she was some sort of animal, struggling for life. The paramedics ran through the crowd pushing Freddie, Brad, and Carly against the lockers. They pulled out a whole bunch of medical equipment out of bags and tried to jump start her heart. After trying for what seemed like forever, they could hear her heart beating. The paramedics loaded her onto a stretcher, and carried her off to St. Schneiders hospital.
Principal Franklin escorted Freddie and Brad to class but he could not make Carly. No she was going with her best friend. She screamed and cried for Principal Franklin to let her go. Finally he gave in and let her leave campus to be with her friend.
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Her heartbeat was rocking back and forth between going too fast to too slow. Carly sat there, for hours, holding her hand, pleading for the doctors to help her, fix her, save her.
But it was too late.
She remembered seeing the jagged red line go up, up, down, up, down
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
And then, Sam was gone.
She had sat there, her body shaking violently with her sobs, her wails, her screams. Everyone else was crying too, trying to help her, and offer condolences to one-another, so why had she felt so alone?
No
(End flashback)
Carly looked up from her hands, half expecting Sam to be sitting next to her saying "Carl's why are you crying? You're still my best friend". But she wasn't. Carly was alone.