iThought he loved me
It was a somber winter day on the eve of Christmas. A small figure was sitting on a curb hunched over, strands blond curly hair that got loose from the pony tail were covering her blue eyes as she cried. One hand was wiping at the tears, the other over her large stomach. She wasn't sure how this happened. She thought he loved her.
How could she have been so stupid seventeen and already with child? She had come here, to where he lived to try and maybe have him be a part of the baby's life. No such luck. How did things get so bad? Would she end up like her mother, because she wasn't going to give up her child? That thought alone sent her into a spiral of depression and grief.
She was so wrapped in her grief she didn't notice anyone pass her. She was so wrapped in grief that she didn't her the angry shout or the crack and thud that followed shortly after.
"Hey."
Her eyes looked in front of hers to see a beat up pair of converse. A hand reached down to her, the knuckles were scratched and bleeding slightly. She took the hand and was pulled up to her aching feet. Her blue eyes set on a matching pair.
"You ok?"
Fresh tears came.
"N-no" She managed to choke out. "I-I tried to talk to him, but i-it didn't go so well…"
She went to take a step, but stumbled. She really shouldn't have worn the high heels while pregnant, but she had hoped it would make him rethink just a bit. It was a stupid idea. Her self depreciating was interrupted when she was lifted suddenly into deceptively strong arms.
She wordlessly put her arms around the other person's neck, her arms resting on free blond curls.
"I… I thought he loved me, Sam."
Her twin frowned, her eyebrows furrowed in concentration.
"S'ok we'll take care of you, Mel." Sam said softly.
The grief Melanie was feeling disappeared as Sam carried her to the car where her friends Carly and Freddie stood waiting both smiling sadly.
For the first time in eight and a half months everything felt like it would be ok as long as Sam was there for her and the child inside her.
Everything would be ok.
AN: I thought this up when I was listing to one of my favorite songs Kangaroo Cry by Blue October. It was mostly the lyric "And I'll stand beside the ones who stood alone". Anyways the melody seemed to help sway this.
Another thing was I always see tons of omg Sam is preggers fics but none of Mel that way. That I've seen anyways.
This is my first One-shot and my first iCarly fic. Hope you like!