Thank you for all your reviews! I've decided to continue this story. :DD
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly.
Sam was definitely in a dream. She could always tell, because now, in her dream, she was running from people with red eyes who carried cleavers. She ran and ran, ran towards the light at the end, but the light never seemed to come closer. If anything, it was further and further away. Focused on the light, she didn't see the stone in the middle of the ground and tripped, falling face-down onto the floor.
The people were advancing, screaming profanities at her while coming closer and closer.
What's the use? she thought, not moving from the ground. I'll just let them catch me. Nothing matters anymore anyway.
And suddenly, she was bathed in the light.
"Mrs. Puckett?" the doctor stepped out of the operation theater, looking around for said person. Pam Puckett walked up to the doctor with her daughter as Carly, Spencer, Gibby and Freddie turned their heads to look at them.
"Your daughter's fine, but just in case, we're keeping her under observation for 24 hours." the doctor said, adjusting his glasses.
"Which ward will she be in? Can we visit her soon?" Melanie asked, eyes on the doors of the operation theater.
"She'll be in ward 709. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to attend to another patient. She should be out soon." the doctor said before walking briskly away.
"Thank God." Pam Puckett whispered, then led her daughter to the ward. Gibby and Spencer followed right after, leaving Carly and Freddie to talk.
"So... Why did she...?" Carly whispered, gesturing to the doors.
"Melanie said it was 'cos nobody accepted her for who she really is." Freddie said, tears pricking his eyes. "She's always been running, Carls. Always. Running away from us, running away from everybody. She's always been running, and we were too stupid to see."
"Freddie," Carly said seriously, turning him so that they were facing each other, "Did Melanie tell you anything else? There's more, right?"
"Y-Yeah." Freddie nodded, wiping away a stray tear that had found its way down his cheek. "She said that Sam loved me, a-and that I was the reason why she did it. Melanie said that Sam trusted me the most, and that I l-let her down. I love her, Carly. Don't look at me like that. I really love her." he whispered the last few words and walked stiffly towards the direction of the ward.
"See, Sam," Carly whispered to herself, clinging onto their friendship bracelet, "You'll get your prince one day."
"Sam?" Sam heard her name being repeated a few times before she righted her vision. "Sam?" she heard again.
"Mm," she answered, feeling lightheaded and nauseous. She quickly turned to her side and hurled into a plastic bag which was being held by Gibby.
"Sam, are you okay?" the familiar voice of her twin sister pierced through her mind and she winced at the physical pain in her ear. "How do you feel, Sam?"
"Like I was trampled on by a pack of alpacas." came the reply from Sam Puckett. She heard soft chuckling from Gibby and Spencer, who shut up as soon as she shot them her death glare.
"You want anything to eat?" her mom asked, at a loss of anything else to say.
"I was just trampled on by a pack of alpacas, Mom. What do you think?" Sam said sarcastically.
"Okay. I'll go get you a sandwich. Come, Melanie." Pam Puckett stepped out of the room, her back to the six pairs of rolling eyes.
"I'll be back soon, sis." Melanie said, walking after her mother.
Sams' eyes traveled around the room, trying to find something to settle on. Finally, they rested on a brown-haired boy, who went by the name of Fredward Benson.
"Hey," the word came out of her mouth before she could stop it, and she slapped herself mentally as he smiled weakly.
"Hey." he whispered, sitting down on a chair next to her hospital bed. Gibby, Spencer and Carly spluttered a stupid excuse and literally flew out of the room, running down the hallways.
"So... Did Melanie...?" Sam asked, drawling out her sister's name when she saw his expression. He nodded and she groaned, throwing her head back.
"Why are you still here, then?" she asked, searching his eyes for an answer. "Why're you still here? I know you want to leave, so just say that you don't love me and leave, please." she said monotonously, but her voice broke at the word 'love' and she cleared her throat. "Leave! Why're you still-"
Sam was cut off by Freddie embracing her in a bone-crushing hug, tears spilling down his cheeks.
"Don't say that, Sam." Freddie whispered, clutching onto her tightly. "You know that's not true. I would never leave you. I would never say goodbye to you."
Rushed out this chapter 'cos I'm leaving for Aussie soon! In less than 12hours, actually. Hahaha. Hope you enjoyed this! Please review! (: I should be posting the next chapter next week when I'm back. Thanks for all your reviews once again!
xxmysticflare
[p.s. anybody notice the little klaine i got in there? -wags eyebrows-]
