This is when things start to change and it becomes a dark fic.

I obviously dont own iCarly

Things change

Before I tell you about this e-mail I need to bring you up to speed on some secret iCarly chizz that only Carly, Sam, and I know and havent told anyone else, not even Spencer knows which I always thought was wrong but Carly and Sam made me ankle swear not to tell, but considering the events of today I feel like I need to tell this to all started about 6 months ago and was really innocent at first, if you could call it innocent at all.

We had just got done with a episode of iCarly and were winding down as usual, since becoming a couple Sam and Carly's after show routine had changed from goofing off or in Sam's case eating any and all food stuffs in a 2 mile radius to seeing who could go the longest with out breathing on the beanbag chairs while I read all our messages and did upkeep on the website. Anyway, in with all the e-mails was a message from some guy that called himself The man with the ham. Anyways it wasnt that shocking because we have a lot of odd fans and some of them dont have a lot of boundaries.

In the letter he talked about how much he loved the show and what he loved and how we were the greatest thing since sliced bread pretty much normal stuff that super fans send us all the time. But then he started bringing up personal things directed at Sam like how he loved the same smoothie as her but thought T-Bo could stand to get fresher fruit before he bought food to put on sticks. He was wondering how girls lacrosse tryouts had gone and had Sam made the team, he understood why Sam stayed at Bushwell plaza so much and was glad she did because the place she lived was not the greatest place to live and he was worried for her. Finally asking her if she had a boyfriend at the moment.

Carly and myself of course freaked out and thought we should call the cops. Sam said it was no big deal and would hang up her boots if she let some dork get her to run to the cops. So we let it go and the letters while creepy and close to home stayed pretty much the same and were not something to worry about, the guy was just a big fan of Sam's and seemed to have a little harmless if not creepy crush. That changed a few months later after Sam made a off hand joke about loving pork and how people with it were sexy and asking for naughty things to happen to them, most people "not us" would not get the true meaning behind the joke (Carly had just bought Sam a month supply of Bolivian bacon as a four month anniversary present and Sam had bought her four of the biggest and fanciest cupcakes I had ever seen). The girls were laughing about how Sam was probally gonna get a years supply of ham from all the horny iCarly fans while I was checking the e-mails. Thats when creepy went to a whole new level.

I guess Sam's joke hadnt fallen on death ears and was more inside than we thought. By that time we had started to look forward to the sadness that was The man with the ham and would look forward to his letter so we could mock him. But the letter that day changed everything. He went from some sad guy with no life to a guy that would make Carly cry, drove me to hate, and piss off Sam. He took Sam's comment as a declaration of their secret love and his statements and questions become more personal, sexual, and downright perverse. In the first message he asked her to meet him, if she was a virgin, how she groomed herself, and described his anatomy to precision and told her that he could finally take her to dinner and then he would take her to a motel and turn her into a woman.

After 2 months of graphic and disturbing love letters I sent him a message telling him Sam wanted nothing to do with him, there was never a relationship, that he was sick and pathetic, needed help and that steps would be taken if he did not leave Sam alone. He responded back a half hour later telling me that Sam was too good for us and all we were doing was trying to keep her from consumsating their relationship because after he fucked her good and proper and made her scream his name she wouldnt want anything to do with a pussy ass tech nerd and the tease queen of the bitches who made Sam look bad so she would stay on our dying web show because if she left our already floundering ship would sink like the Titanic. I responded back to him telling him that he was pathetic and someone as good as Sam would never have anything to do with him, we were best friends and would support her no matter what and would make sure bad people left her alone and thats why I was reporting his ip address to his isp and telling them to report him to the cops for stalking and soliciting a minor (Sam isnt 18 yet). Sadly he used proxies and all kinda stuff to hide himself so I couldnt turn him in but he hadnt sent a e-mail in awhile so I thought he had learned his lesson until right now.

My Dearest Samantha

I know it took a long time but earlier was just magical and that makes it even sadder that it took us so long to consumate our relationship when it was such a wonderful experience for me and I just know for you as well. I wanted to do this earlier but I could never get you alone and knew the queer and that cunt would never let us share this moment without upsetting you and I wanted our first time to be special. Im sorry it had to be in the back of my vehicle but when I gave you the ride I just couldnt contain myself. Im upset that you left all of a sudden but I know being as talented and famous as you are you have to be very busy I just wish you had let me drive you home instead of leaving when I went to get you our favorite meal of ham and fat cakes. I hope that tech stooge and the bitch read this so they know that true love conquers all. In the end they couldnt stop true love and I hope they will understand that and let us be together in the light instead of the darkness.

Your's forever The man with the ham

I was literally shaking and in tears as I frantically dialed Carly's cell phone. I felt a rush of relief when Carly answered right away.

"Carly are you ok"
"Yeah is everything ok you sound scared shitless"
"Yeah I just got a e-mail, where are you and is Sam with you?"
"No, she...OMG Sam..."

I didnt let her finish as I ran out the studio doors and down the stair till I saw Carly...with Sam kissing on her neck while her hands were playing under Carly's shirt.

"What the fuck Puckett" I yelled at Sam who turned at me with a look that would normally make me stop in my tracks but I was pissed.

"Way to cock bl..." Sam tried to say before I cut her off.

"DO YOU THINK THAT WAS SOME KINDA JOKE OR ARE YOU JUST A ASSHOLE!" I yelled

"Dont yell at me Benson its not like you havent caught me and my cupcake in more compromising positions before. why are you all of a sudden acting like a douche?"

"You think I care about ...this" I waved my hands around motioning to her and Carly "Im pissed about the stupid e-mail you sent me, were you trying to give me a heart attack before im even old enough to smoke?"

"I DIDNT SEND YOU ANY FUCKING E-MAIL FRED-BAG"

"THE FUCK YOU DIDNT"

"BOTH OF YOU SHUT THE HELL UP AND STOP SCREAMING IN MY FUCKING HOUSE"

Carly cussing snaps us out of our meltdown. We both stumbles for words not wanting the wrath of Mecha Shay on us again.

"Now both of you shut your mouth and go In the living room right now and dont say a word till I get in there." Says Carly as she motions out of the kitchen.

A few minutes later we are all sitting in the living room them sipping on their peppy cola and me a chug and buzz.

"Ok Freddie do you want to explain yourself"

"Yes I do and I'll try not t...

Right then the door opens and closes in a flurry of blonde hair and I wonder how Sam can be in two place and why is she locking...

"HOLYSHIT THERE'S TWO OF YOU!" I yell in my confusion

"Melanie what are you doing here and why are you in Se..."

"Wait Melanie is real, but...

Sam had rushed out of her seat and was catching Melanie as she falls to the floor crying the most heartbreaking cry I have ever heard while she rocks back and forth in Sam as well Carly's arms as the two lover cradle the distraught girl.

"Mel what is wrong" Sam asks in the most gentle voice I have ever heard her use.

The other girl tries to speak but chokes on her sobs.

I notice that her shirt is on backwards and her skirt is ripped and there is blood trailing down her thigh as well as some on her headband and it clicks.

"Oh my god" I say as I walk over to the girls one sobbing and the others in tears.

"Melanie Its me Freddie, remember how much fun we had on our date even though I thought you were Sam" She nods her head. I think I know what happens but I need to make sure so I need you to listen to me and just shake your head yes or no, is that ok, can you do that?"

She nods yes.

"Did you get in some kind of Vehicle earlier?"

Thats a yes.

"Did a man act like he knew you but you never met him before?"

Another yes.

"Did he hurt you Melanie?"

"Oh my god I say quietly"

"Freddie what the fuck happened to my sister and whats with the 20 questions?" Sam asks me

"That scum bag"

"FREDDIE!"

"Melanie was raped by your stalker Sam."

I never knew the sound of true anguish until that moment.

Next chapter is the fallout from the rape. Im liking telling this story from Freddies POV but might have to use the girlls soon. Also remember that review are appreciated and will help me to make this better you might even have a idea I use in the story. Also gonna try to atleast get 2 more chapters out today unlessi do more which is a chance. The story has been flowing and the only reason I donthave more done is because I have fallen asleep both night writing.