Disclaimer: iCarly belongs to Dan…not me…at least not yet.

I hear them laughing as they discuss their crazy week. I'm a best friend, a comrade, an observer, an outsider…a third wheel. Freddie just rambles on about some random geeky plan he has for iCarly. Carly listens, gives him feedback, subconsciously batting her eyes at him. She always is like this giving the dork mixed signal. The reason why he never gives up hope, the reason he ignores me when I tell him she'll never love him is simple really. It's because deep down she gives him hope. It's like some sort of sick thrill they get out of it. Carly plays hard to get while Freddie follows her like a sick puppy. Everyone knows they'll get together. He may be a dork now, but I for one am definitely noticing the changes in Freddork and Carly is too. As much as I love to call him Freddork he just isn't a dork anymore…isn't my dork anymore.

I watch them as they kiss. They don't know, of course…that I follow them on their dates. Freddie makes some lame joke about being president of the AV Club meaning he could handle "equipment" better. Carly punches him, but then she leans in. I look away but I know what happens. She is my best friend, the one who more often then not actually feeds me dinner. I'm over at her house more than I am at my own. She is the most kind-hearted generous person I've ever met. If there is anyone who deserves happiness it's her. I can't help but feel a little left out though. It's like Carly is changing the dynamics of our relationship. (Yes I know big words) She spends more time out with him, ignoring me. The other day they almost missed iCarly because they were having a heated make-out session on the fire escape…MY fire escape. It's almost as if the Three Musketeers, the Terrific Trio; the iCarly triplet is splitting apart. As much as I hate to say it Carly is drifting apart…she's not my best friend anymore.

I listen to the preacher ramble on about something or another. The stupid prison people just insist on having them try to convert me. I let my mind drift back to happier times, back when it was Carly, me and Freddie. I wonder how they're doing now…I wonder if the Carly and the dork married. I don't care anymore really. I'm just sick of this, of everything really. I just want to get out of this hellhole called life. I hate people and since Carly and Freddie abandoned me…they're not my anchor anymore.

I taste ham for the first time in months after getting released. I never thought that I would go to jail for something a simple as tax evasion. Murder, theft, shoplifting…maybe but TAX EVASION? Seriously? Well as shocking as that was what's more shocking to find out is that ham doesn't serve the same purpose as before because I miss them. Without Carly and Freddie, food really doesn't seem as appealing. Without Carly and Freddie…I'm not me anymore.

A/N: There is a reason for me stopping the chapter here. This is going to be a two-shot people so bare with me and please review…flame even. I learn more from mistakes than success.