~Perseverance~
I sit here today about to go into another interview. I know as I come face to face with the first question, people aren't going to understand my answer. When the interviewer asks 'do you wish you weren't walking that morning I will say no. I'm happy I was walking that morning. They won't understand, not the smallest bit. But I will. So will my friends and family and especially my baby. When they ask me to explain I'll start from the beginning. I don't care if I can only have ten frickin' minuets. They want the story, I'll give it to 'em. So here we go and as I expect this is the first question.
"How did it feel to be a famous web-show host and be raped and on top of that conceive?" I open my mouth to answer. "Do you ever wish you weren't walking to school that morning? That you could avoid this all? The rumors, paparazzi, and etcetera."
"My answer might surprise you." I laughed, rolled my eyes and began to explain.
Freddie walked up behind Carly and put his hands in front of her face.
"Guess who?" He said in an eerie voice. Carly tensed up and squeezed her eyes shut. She clenched her fists. Carly took a jagged breath. "It's just me Carly. What's wrong?"
"Uh, nothing." Carly stuffed some books into her bag.
"Carly, what happened to your face and hair?" Freddie asked with concern rising in his voice.
"Nothing."
"Carly-"
"I'm fine, okay? Just leave me alone. I'm going to the bathroom." Carly sprinted to the ladies room as a confused Sam walked up.
"Hey. What's up with her?" She asked jerking her head in the direction of the restroom.
"She said nothing." Sam raised her eyebrows.
"That's all she said?"
"She said to leave her alone and she was going to the bathroom." Sam groaned and held up one finger.
"One, period. Two, flu. Three, I'm just going to ask her because it's too early in the morning to do math."
"What?" Freddie questioned.
"Something is wrong. Whenever a girl says nothing is wrong, something is wrong. When they say leave me alone, they want you to follow."
"What?" Freddie was still clueless.
"You are soo stupid." Sam stomped off towards the girls' bathroom. She waited for the sound of the bell before she walked in. She glared at the girls who were washing their hands and they quickly ran out. Sam swiftly locked the door and sat on the sink.
"Good person!" She heard Carly yell between sniffles. Sam rolled her eyes.
"Carly." Sam called. She heard Carly gasp and saw her feet disappear.
"I know you are on the toilet seat." Sam stated matter a- factly. That's when Carly started bawling.
"I'm coming in there." Sam hopped off the sink and slid under the stall door.
"What's up kid?" Carly looked at Sam.
"The sky, well directly above us is Mrs. Briggs room." Carly whispered glancing at the ceiling.
"What's wrong?" Sam asked, getting frustrated.
"Nothing." Sam glared at her. "Something." Sam sat on the bathroom floor. "Everything." Carly's voice cracked and she slid on the floor beside Sam.
"What happened to you?"
"N- nothing."
"Tell me." Carly shook her head. "Tell. Me."
"No."
"TELL ME RIGHT NOW!"
"I was walking to school when these boys pulled me into an alley and- and."
"Take your time." Carly was pulled into a tight hug. "Breath, tell me what happened, calmly."
"They started beating me and then they…" She trailed off.
"They raped you?" Sam whispered. Carly nodded her head.
"D-don't tell anyone. They'll beat me worse."
"Carly, you're always supposed to tell if someone even touches you inappropriately. Didn't you listen last semester when we took that public safety class?" The girls were now conversing in hushed tones.
"I told you." She snapped. "And I told you not to tell, so don't."
"Are you sure you're okay?" Carly nodded her head.
"I'm okay I mean I just went through being ra-"
"Lemme inspect you."
"Do you know how to inspect these things?"
"Yeah, I was in the room when my mom was checked after one of her dates gone bad." Sam gently ran her hands down and around Carly's body. Patting every now and then. When she got to her sensitive areas she hardly touched her but Carly still flinched. "I'm not going to hurt you. It's okay. I just need to see how bad it was."
"Okay." Carly let silent tears fall from her eyes.
"Do you want to go home?"
"No, Spencer has his book club today and he'll wonder why I'm home."
"Let's go to the Groovy Smoothie then. C'mon."
"I can't cut class!" Sam rolled her eyes.
"What do you think you have been doing for the past twenty minutes?"
"I'm missing Spanish? We were having that test today and-"
"Call in sick."
"But what if they are still out there?"
"You want to go to my house?" Sam offered.
"Don't you live in that bad neighborhood."
"Well, we can go to that rich doctor's house. The one that I never bothered to learn his name and my mom might marry." Sam said in one breath.
"I don't think I want to wal-" Sam whipped out her cell phone.
"This is Sam. Come get me from school." Sam paused and told Carly to cough. "Yeah, neither me or Carly feel good."
"Who was that?"
"The rich doctor who I never bothered to learn his name."
This is just the first chapter. Of course the secret will get out and hopefully from the summary you can tell what unfair thing I will cause the iCarly gang to pursue next. Anywho please review.
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