Last Friday Night
High Maintenance Part One
Sam's p o v
[ A/N if I owned iCarly why would I be writing fanfiction? I would be rich and out partying with Miranda and Jennette and not wasting time writing about their made up lives ..since I don't all glory goes to the million dollar man Dan Schneider..and Nickelodeon. Lyrics [ in bold] to broken are by Seether and Amy Lee. Lyrics to High Maintenance by Miranda Cosgrove and her writing team. ]
'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away
"Cupcake Calm Down
Calm down Sam how am I suppose to calm down! Are you serious?
How can you just sit there ? We have to do something!
There's got to be a way out of here
Oh my god I can't breathe!
I need air! Oh-my-god
There goes my life how could I be so stupid!
Why didn't I just say no!
Oh wait I DID!
Of course you didn't listen did you?
No Sam you had to have your fun!
God why do I let you talk me into these things how do I let you get away with this chiz!
How do I fall for these Ridiculous plans of yours?
I know it's wrong I know it's going to end badly of course cause it always ends badly!
Yet somehow I still let you talk me into this! The worst part is I always regret it always!
The whole time I'm freaking out
I can see how it will end flashing lights embarrassing stares whispered rumors
Spencer flipping out my life down the drain
I can kiss college good-bye I'll never be a host of my own TV show I'll never...
Oh my god shut-up Carly
Shut-up Sam how can you tell me to shut-up aren't you even concerned?
Were in jail!
I had enough she was pacing around like a mad person arms flapping hair flying she was bawling as she ranted and raved hyperventilating breathing short and fast. All night that's all she did ..I got it she was scared after all good girl Carly Shay never got so much as a parking ticket or got caught jay-walking.
Now here she was sitting next to me in a tiny jail cell which was over heated she was scared but I didn't need to hear it anymore my head hurt, my stomach hurt my whole body felt sore and bruised. I was beyond exhausted worst of all her was her constant ranting that I was too blame when in truth I had no idea what had happened.
It was more then a little scary I mean I know I end up behind bars more then most kids I know. I represent just one of the two million kids who are locked up every year and the cold hard truth is I spent more time behind bars then I do on the outs. The one thing I pride myself on though is that I always know why I end up here. Now I'm not saying I go around and brag it's not about street cred to me. I just knew what I had done no matter how drunk or high I got I always remembered what I did to earn my converted spot in Juvie but this time as hard as I tried I just couldn't rack it up why was I here? Why was Carly here? Was it really that bad? Was I really to blame?
What kind of person did this make me? Carly was the one person who had always shown me unconditional love always sheltered me, feed me, gave me free bed and clothes could I really be the one responsible for ripping her life to shreds . I never gave a chiz about anyone else I knew the rules of life. I just always chose to ignore them and live by my own terms. I liked to have fun and that to me meant breaking the rules. I wasn't blessed to have tons of people looking out for me so the few who gave a chiz I valued with my life I would never put Carly in danger. Did I though?
Carly was everything to me she was my mom since my real one was harden from a hard life your typical story she started hanging with the boys in her neighborhood when she was young she acted older talked older dressed older her mom worked all kinds of hours and left her on her own her dad was locked up since she was a little girl. By the time she was 14 she got knocked up her boyfriend a gang member who abused her and used her yet she still clung to him.
She had me and my twin sister Melanie on a bus with no money no insurance she didn't have two pennies to rub together for common sense. Now she had two babies to raise a job she didn't want. She wanted to party and drink , Mel got out she got a scholarship when she was young and she took off.
What did I get? Beatings, yelling, hunger pains, broken bones. So I took to the streets I learned to be tough. I learned that when you fall down you get back up with both fists swinging. I learned you push harder strike faster and never trust no one.
Then Carly came along she showed me I was worth being loved and I was good enough.
She took all the embarrassing moments and made them go away she taught me laughter and fun. She saved me from myself from my pain and anger.
She was the reason I knew that love existed. So the thought of hurting her killed me hearing her rant on and on about how her life was over made me feel real fear for her. I know where I am heading, I have
for a very long time . Carly she has a real chance at a real future she's smart really smart. If I hurt her I would never forgive myself, I had to get her mind off this track.
I kissed her long and hard she was shocked silent as her lips met mine with no resistance. Her hands which were in air free flapping now slowly wrapped around me as she loosened up kissing back pushing me down on the cold hard bench.
Oh my god Sam
I was breathless panting as she sat up eyes filled with tears her hands stroking my face my shirt was open as she stared in my eyes.
I'm sorry cupcake I had to silence you
Sam were in jail you can't silence me or distract me
In actuality were in a holding cell we haven't been charged
Sam shut-up
Okay kiss me
Carly's lips were soft she tasted like black cherry she smelled amazing like a piña -colada on a hot beach.
God I wished with everything in me that we were thousand of miles away. I wish last night never happened cause whatever happened had to be bad..how else did we end up here?
Carly's hands felt warm as they explored my cold shaken body my eyes scanned shocked to see there were no camera's . I could spot one miles away as my eyes adjusted I found it strange this didn't look like King's where I spent half my child-hood.
I gasped softly as Carly's hands now traveled the length of my legs.
Oh baby
Yes cupcake?
I'm sorry
Carly laid by me kissing my chest sucking on my neck she felt amazing.
What are you sorry for?
Everything blaming you it's not your fault
What are you talking about?
Shay ..Puckett!
We shot up startled looking up from the cold cement bench Carly jumped up looking scared. I got up lazily by her I already knew the routine.
Kneel on the bench face against the wall hands behind your back
What are we..
Shh cupcake no talking
She fell to her knee's tears falling. I wanted to comfort her and tell her it would be okay but I couldn't how could I? When I didn't even know why we were here? Or where we even were?
Follow me single file say nothing to each other
Your lawyer will meet us up stairs
Where is upstairs? Were we even in Seattle? How drunk was I? What had happened?
All I remembered was the feeling of Freedom it felt so right. Would I ever feel that feeling again?
They lead us down a hall it was so old and cold it smelled like rat decay and stale urine. It wasn't king's that I was sure of King's was all new, I knew every corner of that place.
The cuffs were cold and tight against my wrists they dug in my arms felt like they were being torn from being held so tight. The shackles made it hard to walk. I noticed Carly didn't have any but she walked like she did stiff and trembling. I wanted to hug her but I couldn't.
Inside the court room I saw Spencer looking stressed and worried he fell out of his seat as he saw us come inside. Did we really look that bad?
I took Carly in before me her black jeans were skin tight the darkness made her skin complexion pop out her short black and purple tee revealed her stomach since when did Carly dress like that? My eyes burned as they adjusted to the light. Her long dark hair was mattered and clung to her tear stained face her makeup was smeared she had dark circles under her eyes. I yawned feeling my body all stressed out trying to fight sleep.
Sam Carly thank god!
No touching the accused sir
Accused of what? God what did we do?
I looked to Spencer's right Freddie stood next to him looking beyond scared his face was ripe red and he looked rough like he hadn't slept in days his face was stubby. His mom stood by him pissed off arms crossed.
I told you Fredward their no good
This is why you need me to pick your friends
I mean you have no taste son one's a fugitive one's on her way to being a s...
Mom shut-up
Order in the court !
We took our seats by our lawyer who looked roughed up himself a full case docket I knew right away we were in trouble.
My hands burned when they took off the cuffs I couldn't hold Carly's they were watching. I saw her rub her hands . I wanted to kiss them massage them my own pain forgotten. We didn't have time to talk to our lawyer before the judge had us rise .
The usual banter arose he called on the prosecutor to read the accusations ..
Grand theft auto ..
I vaguely remembered not being able to sleep and kicking Carly who got pissed at me.
Driving on a suspended license
Driving across state lines
Bac of . 011Breaking and entering
Destruction of personal property
Assault and battery
Underage Possession and consumption of alcohol and illegal drugs
Drug paraphernalia
Leading officers on a high speed chase reckless driving
I stopped listening who's charges were these? Mine? I can't believe I did all of this, Where did Carly fit into all of this? She sat by me looking down as tears fell in rapid succession. I sighed was she that scared for me? Cause hearing all these charges sure scared me . How drunk was I? How many state lines did I cross? Why did my body hurt so bad? I felt like I had died and been resurrected couldn't these idiots let me rot in peace? Why wake me? I wanted to reach over and hold Carly kiss her take away her pain and fear didn't she know that she would be free and clear as soon as the police cleared her? I mean she was just my passenger she didn't do anything they weren't charging her as a accessory were they? She was innocent I was guilty I should do the time not her...
I can't sleep, I keep you up all night
I know sometimes I get a bit uptight
So what if I break a few glasses
Kick a few asses
You know I'm worth it
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