Hello everyone. The idea for this story just popped into my head at a random moment.

It's a bit depressing and I apologize if Sam is out of character. I'm not good at keeping the iCarly gang in character. So yeah please don't bash me for it hahah. I hope you guys like it.

She sat there in the middle of the classroom, boredom written all over her face as Ms. Briggs gave a boring lecture about how teenagers were destructive demons brought to this world only to mess with the superior species, aka: the adults. Sam Puckett could barely keep her eyes open at the boring lecture she's heard a billion times. When you get detention three days a week, you practically have this speech memorized.

She reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone. She checked the time and she had ten more minutes until her after school detention was over. The blond put her phone back into her pocket and continued to stare at her horrible teacher until she spaced out from boredom.

After ten, long, agonizing minutes the bell finally rang.

"All right get out of here you child monsters. You make me sick." screeched Ms. Briggs and watched her rebellious students walk out of the room, annoyed but relieved that they were finally away from her.

Sam made her way out of the classroom and into the empty hallway. She stopped at her locker to grab some fat cakes she had stashed in there and thought about where she was going to spend the rest of the afternoon. She had no where to go. She grabbed her snacks from her messy locker and made her way out.

As she turned around the corner of the hallway, she ran straight into someone causing her to fall hard on her behind. The person she crashed into suffered the same fall and she heard him groan in pain. There were many flash drives scattered on the ground.

She saw a hand on front of her face, offering to help her up. Her eyes went straight to the face of the person in front her and she looked at him in disgust. Sam slapped his hand away and helped herself up. She pushed past him and walked quickly out of the school, tears threatening to fall form her face.

"SAM wait!" he called out to her. She didn't bother to even turn to look at him so he ran after her.

"Sam PLEASE, I beg you. Wait." he pleaded as he was so close to getting to her.

"Leave me alone Fredweird. I don't wanna talk to you." she continued walking. He was getting close so she began to run but it was too late. He finally reached her and grabbed her by the shoulders, slamming her against the side of the large building.

"Let me go you bastard. I want nothing to do with you." The blond glared at the brunette boy in front of her. She was angry at herself. Of all days she could have gotten detention, she just HAD to get detention on the same day those AV nerds held their weekly after school meeting. She felt ten fingers squeeze her arms tightly. "Let me go Frednerd, you're hurting me."

Freddie Benson looked at her with a mixture of pain, impatience, and anger. "No. Sam you can't just avoid me like that. It's been six months."

"Let me go. NOW"

"NO!"

"Let me go!"

"NO"

"LET ME GO NOW!"

"NO!!!!" he screamed at her. Her eyes widened in shock but quickly turned into more anger. She had every right to not talk to him. To avoid him at all costs.

"Oh and you think I'd WANT to talk to you after what you did to me FREDDIE?" her eyes began to water and his heart began to break at the sight. She couldn't hold it in anymore. It wasn't like her but he had already broken her before. She didn't care if she broke down in front of him again.

"I came to your house to tell you that I am IN LOVE with you and what did you do Freddie? Huh? What did you do?" His hands stilled gripped her arms tightly but not enough to hurt her anymore. He couldn't bare to look her in the eyes. He was so ashamed. He stayed silent.

"You kissed me Freddie. You kissed me and I gave myself to you. I thought you actually cared about me..." she began to choke as the tears streamed down her face like it was Niagara Falls. "I lost my virginity to you and you fucking called out CARLY'S name while we were doing it. How dare you expect me to go back to being your friend. You're not even worth me picking on. I just want you out of my life forever."

He lifted his head to see the girl in front of him. He quickly wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her hard against his body. He held her tight as she began to struggle. She began to punch him shoulders but truth be told, the bastard had gotten stronger over the past few months. She punched him hard but it had no effect on him whatsoever.

He buried his face on her neck as he gently pushed her back against the wall. She felt something wet drip on the side of her neck. Was he crying?

"Sam..." he was indeed crying. "I'm sorry. It was a mistake."

She stopped struggling and just let him hold her. She couldn't deny how good it felt to have him in her arms again. But she was still pissed off and she wasn't about to give in to him. "No it wasn't Freddie." she whispered, "You clearly have a thing for Carly or you wouldn't have done that to me. You screamed her name in the middle of sex. You were too good to be true Benson." Ok so she was exaggerating when she said he screamed Carly's name but he still said it and that was probably the most painful thing she's ever heard in her life.

"You thought I was just some booty call you could use and pretend that I was Carly. How do you think that makes me feel huh?"

"Sam I'm sorry... it was a mistake. I don't love Carly. I love you so much Sam. I love you so much it hurts just thinking about what I did to you. I was an asshole. I'm sooo sorry." His face was still on her neck and part of her shirt had been soaked from his tears.

"Let go of me Benson... please." she asked calmly. He finally let go of her. He knew he couldn't hold her forever and it was getting late anyways. He didn't want his mom to be upset with him either.

She ran as fast as her feet could take her. She had her head down as more tears fell from her eyes. She was just fine avoiding him for the past six months and he had confront her. She didn't wanna talk to him or even look at him. All the memories of that night broke her heart to a million little pieces she just couldn't put together. Her heart has become a stressful jigsaw puzzle that she couldn't solve. She finally reached her house. This was the first time she actually wanted to be in her room. The one place she could be alone and no one would bother. She cried herself to sleep that night.

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He watched her run without her turning back. He knew he screwed up and he was paying for it royally. He had always loved Carly. Ever since he was a little boy, he pictured Carly in his arms. For years, he'd dream of her in a long white dress, walking down the aisle, and saying "I do" to him with loving eyes.

His love for Carly was slowly fading but it still remained in his heart. His heart ached every time he saw Carly making out with another guy. He cringed when he had to hear her gush about how happy she was with her boyfriend. He always wished it was her with him and no one else.

Six months ago, he was crazy over Carly. Six months ago Sam ask him if she could come over. He didn't know why she wanted to be there but he allowed her to come into his room anyways. She was nervous but she said it was driving her crazy. She told him she was in love with her.

At that moment, he threw himself at her and they began to make out. It was hot and they had each others' clothes off in seconds. He couldn't help but picture Carly throughout the whole time he was with Sam. They were doing something special for the very first time and he couldn't get Carly out of his head. The hotness and passion took over him and he moaned Carly's name out loud.

At that exact moment, everything went downhill. Sam gave him a very well deserved slap in the face and she ran from his house. He ran after her and noticed Carly's door open. He knew he had to tell Carly.

Sam started to avoid him and Carly was so disappointed in him. She banned him from her house and they haven't spoken one word to each other since the night of the incident. He was a mess without them.

For six months, he was miserable. Sam was on his mind 24/7. She was the one girl who actually cared about him and he had to fuck it up. This was the worst way to discover his feelings for her but he began to feel something for Sam he had never felt before. Something much stronger from what he felt for Carly. He loved Sam with all his heart and the one chance he had with her, he hurt her in the most horrible way possible.

He watched her until she was out of sight.

"I'm truly sorry Sam.. for everything" he whispered to himself. "I'm such an idiot"

Soooo what did you guys think? Please don't flame me if you didn't like it.

this is not the end of the story. It's a two shot. I'll try to update by Sunday. It's officially midnight in Los Angeles (meaning it's FRIDAY..yayyy haha) so today I am going to watch one of my favorite singers rehearse for his show on Saturday. So Saturday I will be pretty busy too. Sunday I'm free so I will most likely update then.