Finally done with my mini-vacation. Just had about four hours of homework and I needed a release. This is OOC depending on how you think. But I believe even Sam Puckett, the girl who is never weak, can still hurt. Hope you like.


I looked at him, and I got butterflies in my stomach. But they were replaced with a stab of pain a second later when I remembered he wouldn't be mine. Ever.

Even when I look away, he is in my mind and I still get butterflies followed by hurt. His chocolate eyes enchant me. They are so beautiful. And his hair that makes him look all the more perfect.

"You okay Sam?" Freddie suddenly asked me.

"Why do you care?" I said with an edge on my voice.

They boy fell silent next to me, and I couldn't help but think about him again. I stole another secret glance, ignoring the ache that I knew would follow. I just had to look at him.

I didn't like hurting him as much as I used to. Insulting him and beating him. But if I didn't, he would know. And the awkwardness of Freddie knowing I liked him while he didn't like me, might ruin our friendship, if you could call it that. But if I lost my friendship with Freddie, I would have nothing. So if torturing myself was what I had to do to keep Freddie, then I was going to do it.

"Hey babe!" came a perky greeting from the Shay kitchen as Carly came running into the living room and plopped down between Freddie and I as she gave her boyfriend a peck on the cheek.

I hated Carly, but I loved her at the same time. She had everything I ever wanted. She could hold Freddie, and kiss him, while I had to sit on the sidelines and watch it all. But she also kept him happy, and she was my best friend. And she didn't intentionally hurt me. She had no idea I was crushing on Freddie. The night I was going to spill, she came home screaming that she finally realized how amazing Freddie was. And she didn't technically do anything wrong. She's just a girl who started going out with a guy.

I sighed, causing my friends to look at me.

"You okay?" Carly asked.

"Oh, fine. Just…tired." I lied.

"Wow Sam, you're extra tired lately. You need to get more sleep." Carly tried to help.

"Yeah, as if Sam doesn't get enough sleep." Freddie commented with a smirk.

"Shut it Benson!" I yelled as a cover while I punched him in the arm.

"Sam!" Carly yelled, upset with what I'd done "Say you're sorry."

"Sorry." I snapped, pretending I didn't mean it.

The room was then only filed with the noises from the TV. I sighed again as another pang of torture gripped my chest.

"You really should sleep if you're so tired Sam." Carly said sweetly.

I didn't say anything back. Yeah, tired. More like hurting so bad you almost can't stand it.

"I'm gonna head home. See ya Sam. Bye Carly." he said my name with annoyance, and Carly's with such love I was going to be sick.

He pulled Carly into a deep kiss, and once more, I had to watch as my heart tore in two.

As he walked out the door, I looked at him.

He was Carly's. Forever and always Carly's.


Just a one-shot. Sad, but meaningful. Based off of something I'm going through now. I of course had to alter it to make it fit the iCarly characters and situations but this is pretty accurate to how I feel. Reviews make me really happy, so if you could, click on that button and make me smile :D