Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly…that 'n belongs to Dan Schneider, and as for the song Please Don't Leave Me, it also doesn't belong to me but to Pink, an awesome, awesome singer.

Freddie's POV

"WHY SAM? WHY DID YOU HAVE TO DO IT THIS TIME?" I yelled.

I've had it, I've completely lost it.

"I don't know," she shrugged, walking into Carly's kitchen.

How dare she act like nothing's wrong?

"SAM!" I roared.

I stormed after her. She was bent into the refrigerator. I angrily grabbed her shoulder and pulled her out of the fridge and twisted her around, it was surprisingly easy, I guess I have a lot more strength when I'm furious.

She glared at me and shook my hand off her shoulder.

"What's your problem Benson?" she spat.

"My problem?! My problem?! Are you kidding me?! It's you Sam, you are my problem!" I screamed.

She rolled her eyes.

"Please queer boy, save me the drama, go PMS to someone who cares."

She turned around again, obviously not getting that her stupid pranks went too far this time.

I jerked her back to me more forcefully this time. She looked at me with surprise, and then quickly turned it into a glare.

"Listen to me, Benson-," she started.

"No you listen to me," I growled.

I leaned in closer to her, glaring into her eyes.

"I have put up with the name calling, the abuse, mentally, physically, the embarrassment, the hurt self esteem, the stealing, the ruining things, the un-friendliness, and you not caring. All that stuff was just borderline hard core bullying, but I put up with it, because I thought that's just the way you were. What you did today…what you did today crossed the line, Sam. You crossed the line, hell, you took a flying leap over the line. How dare you walk up in front of the toughest, most popular, jocks of the school and talk about how stupid and gay I am? I am not stupid, and I am sure as hell not gay! Everyone crowded around and was laughing, they all were laughing and calling me names and other things. Sam, you destroyed what social life I had, and embarrassed me in front of the whole school. Even Tawni was laughing, you know how much I like her!"

"That reminds me of what you did two days ago, you heard me in the hall about to ask her out, and you walk right up to her and tell her that I was dating a guy from Briarwood, and that I had a collection of Pee Wee toys at home! She looked at me like I had some damn growth on my face and ran away laughing her ass off with her friends! How dare you treat me like I'm your bitch! You can't just say anything about me to anyone or do anything to me because you think it's 'fun'. I don't think it's fun Sam, and you never, ever, take into consideration about how I feel!!" I yelled the last part.

Sam's mouth was open in shock, and her eyes were round and wide. I have never confronted Sam about her viciousness, I didn't care until now.

"Are you going to say anything?!" I screeched.

"Erm…what are you guys doing?" Carly's voice asked from behind us.

I didn't stop glaring at Sam, I didn't move.

"I…uh…I didn't know you…-," she stuttered helplessly.

"You didn't know what? That I had feelings?! That I am a fucking human being, too?!" I yelled.

"Freddie!" Carly gasped.

I don't really…ever…cuss…

She leaned back in fear, she couldn't move because my hands had death grips on her shoulders.

"I was just trying to-," she started but then stopped.

"Trying what? To make my life a living hell?! Well congratu-fucking-lations, you've succeeded!"

She bit her lip and looked down. For a minute it looked like she was having an internal battle.

"Let me go, Fredward," she said softly, but had an angry undertone.

I laughed bitterly.

"Unbelievable," I muttered.

I let her go, and turned around, storming out of the kitchen and past the confused looking Carly.

"Freddie, what's going on?" she asked, putting her hand on my arm.

I shrugged her off, and kept going, not saying a word. Sam didn't say anything either, not one word. She didn't yell after me, she didn't tell me to wait, she didn't shoot out a small apology under her breath, nothing. If she wasn't willing to make amends, then neither was I.

I threw open Carly's door, and slammed it behind me. I half-ran into my apartment.

"My mom," I said when I was inside, "I changed my mind, I do want to move."

Carly's POV

"Sam…" I said slowly, "what the heck was that?"

Sam looked like she just saw a ghost.

"I don't know…" she said softly.

"What was he yelling about?" I asked, walking closer to her.

She was still staring at the door Freddie just walked out of.

"He was mad," she said simply.

I rolled my eyes.

"You think?" I asked sarcastically. "About…?"

"The Twani thing," she said, still staring out into space.

"But-," I started.
"I know," she said understanding, "and the making fun of him in front of Conner, Jason, and Jake, and all them."

"But-," I started again, louder.

"I know," she said finishing for me again.

I sighed and pulled myself onto the kitchen island counter top.

"Sam…I think you should apologize."

This seemed to snap her out of it. She turned towards me, with even bigger eyes.

"Carly…I wouldn't know how!" she said nervously.

"It's easy…you say, 'I am sorry' and he will say, 'It's cool, I forgive you'!"

She rolled her eyes.

"Seriously, I'd have to tell him…" she said looking at her feet.

"Maybe you should…" I said softly.

"NO!" she said quickly.

We both giggled after a moment, her face was hilariously large with fear for a moment.

"He would start asking questions…ones that I don't want to answer…ones I don't have an answer for," she said looking away.

She looked very nervous and frightened, not a usual look for Sam.

"I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't have any questions at all…" I said slowly, raising my eyebrows.

"Yeah, right," she laughed humorlessly.

"But really, Sam, he really thinks you hurt him. I know you were just helping him, but he doesn't know that and he should, so please…apologize and tell him," I said forcefully.

She sighed.

"Okay, I'll think about it…I don't see why you're making such a big deal out of this. In a couple days we'll all be fine and best friends again…I probably won't even have to apologize," she said smugly.

"You never know," I said shrugging my shoulders.

I really was thinking that Freddie seemed a whole lot angrier than he usually has ever been, and that fight felt kind of different from the rest they've had…

Okay, so this is my first multi-chapter fic in a while. I've been spitting out one shots because I wanted to write something fast and my other multi-chap projects, I keep getting major writer's block. So, I get stuck half way through an amazing Seddie fic, and have to start over and so on and so forth.

I heard this song on the radio one day, though…and I was like, "AHH! SEDDIELICIOUS!"

I got some weird looks from the fam, but I was instantly inspired, and I wanted it to be a long drawn out, 15 chap fic, but it ended up being only about 4 or 5, and that's okay with me.

It's longer than a long shot, it's one of my favorites that I've written, and it's based off one of the most Seddie filled song…like…ever…I mean truly EPIC.

I mean from Freddie's POV, the best song would be Bittersweet by the Click Five, but this has to be one of the best Sam-Seddie songs E-V-E-R!

Okay, now that I completely rambling on about something none of you probably care about…

I think it's time to end the chapter! Haha :D

Review! Review! Review! You know how much I them!

Next chapter should be up tomorrow or the day after :D

Much Love,

Lucs