A/N: Sorry for not posting sooner! I've been busy with school and such, but I promise I will update soon! For now, here's chapter 3! Hope you love! And remember, review! XD
DISCLAIMER: I don't own iCarly. If I did, Seddie would've already happened years ago...(;
FPOV
Weeks pass. She never comes to her scheduled appointments. I go through the days like a zombie, trying to decode what she said to me the last time I saw her. Jackie asks if I'm okay and I always nod, and give a fake smile. But inside I'm frantically searching for ways to see her again.
()()()()
"Goodnight, Jackie," I call out when Jackie says she's going home.
I shuffle my papers neatly in my desk, as I hear Jackie leaving, the engine of her car humming as she drives away. I stand to leave, when I hear the door open.
"Jackie? Is that you?" I ask, nervous.
And then she's there. The same slender figure I've missed, standing in the doorway.
"Samantha," I breathe, and she nods.
She swiftly sits down in her same old chair, and looks at me.
Finally, after a long period of silence she asks, "Is it too late to have a session?"
()()()()
"Alright," I start, sitting down, "You've got to explain what happened last time you visited."
She nods, and clears her throat.
"That night, I had a nightmare," she says, avoiding my gaze.
"Right, we established that," I say, nodding.
"Do you want me finish or not?" she says harshly, and I find myself smiling.
"What?" she hisses, clearly mad I think this is funny.
"Nothing, you just remind me of this girl…" I say smiling. My smile drops, and I look at the floor.
The anger in her face disappears, and she's back to her original self, quiet and guarded.
I clear my throat, and after a short pause, she continues.
"That nightmare, it was about this boy I liked," she says, choking on the last part.
She's nervous now, because she's back to twiddling with her thumbs. She takes a deep breath, and starts again.
"He was a nice, smart, and handsome, but he never noticed me. He loved my best friend." she says, and pain ripples through her face.
I frown. The story, it seemed so familiar. She looks at me and I nod for her to continue.
"Anyway, it's the wedding of my best friend, and the boy…" she stops twiddling with her thumbs, and looks up.
She looks at me expectantly, waiting for a reply.
"Um, could you describe the guy a little more?" I ask, and she flinches.
"That's all I can say," she mumbles, and gets up.
I don't grab her now, and she's at the door. She starts to open it when I say, "You'll be back, right?"
She turns and looks at me straight on.
"I don't know, it depends," she replies after a while.
"Depends on what?" I say, but I'm already alone.
I frown. I can't let her go again. I grab my coat, my keys, and I'm out the door, into my car.
The black Audi shines in the street lights as I climb in and turn on the engine. It purrs quietly, and I look for the blonde girl. She's climbing into a red '69 Corvette. I smile. She has a good taste in cars, a tribute most girls don't have. She driving away now, and I slowly follow her, careful to not look too obvious. My mind screams at me that my actions are crazy, and that I'm a creep for following her, but I can't help it. I need to figure out who she is.
As I'm driving along the road, I can't get off my mind what she said to me the last time we met.
"It would hurt you- if you knew everything."
I try to shake it off but I can't. What if she's right? What if what I find out hurts me?
"That's a risk I'm willing to take," I mutter to myself, as I follow the Corvette closely behind.
A/N: Please review! :D