Scene Song: Father's Eyes—Eric Clapton

THE NEXT MORNING:

Spencer awakened the next day and he went into the living room, looking for Carly but didn't see her anywhere. He looked at his watch and realized he had been sleeping most of the day. He realized Carly, Sam and Freddie were upstairs shooting ICarly. He walked upstairs and walked into the room where they were filming ICarly and leaned up against the wall by the door and crossed his arms and sighed as he watched Carly, Sam and Freddie do their show. Carly glanced over at him and gave him a "are you alright?" look and Spencer turned his head away from her and blinked heavily. He didn't really want her seeing him with a look of puzzlement. After the show, Spencer walked over to Carly and grabbed her in his arms and hugged her warmly for quite a while.

Carly: (hugged him back) Spencer, are you alright? I was worried about you last night.

Sam: Yeah, I wanted so bad to punch your father's lights out. Next time I'm going to do it. Just go striking on him with a big baseball bat.

Spencer (scoffed with a brief smile as he let Carly go from his hug and nodded): I wouldn't have stopped you if you had, ya know?

Carly: (looks at him with a concerned frown) How are you doing Spencer? Really?

Spencer lets Carly go from the hug and looks down and tucks his hands into his side jean pockets, his neck length long brown hair falling slightly into his face, he nodded.

Spencer: I—I'm alright—physically. I—I still don't want to talk about it Carly, ya know? Please?

Carly nodded and blinked back light tears and hugged him back again. Spencer kissed her on the forehead and hugged her back.

Spencer: (low voice) Where is he anyway?

Carly: At his new job at the mall. He'll be back in a couple of hours.

Spencer gently pushed Carly away and sighed.

Spencer: I—I think I'm going to pack some things and move out. It'll be better.

Carly: What? Spencer, no.

Sam: Yeah Spencer, don't let this goof off move you out of here. You were here LONG before he came back.

Carly: SAM, that goof off is my father.

Sam: Yeah and he beat the crap out of Spencer.

Freddie: Yeah, Carly needs you. Don't leave Spencer.

Spencer: (looks down and blinks heavily) I—I can't stay here with him. Things are going to go bad if I do Carls. I—I'll still be there for you, whenever, wherever. Just I won't be there for you while living—here.

Steven walks in the room and clears his throat loudly to make sure he is recognized of walking in the room.

Steven: No you won't be leaving, son.

Spencer sighed and hesitantly turned around and looked at his father with anger. Sam stepped in front of Spencer and Steven and looked at Steven with a daring look.

Sam: Try and hurt Spencer again and I guarantee you, you'll be rearranging your face after I break it into pieces.

Spencer scoffs and smiled briefly and hugged Sam warmly and slowly moved her to the side of him.

Spencer: It's alright Sam. (looks at Steven) my FATHER is not stopping me this time. Steven—dad, whoever you wish to be (shrugs) look, I'm leaving. I refuse to stay here with you. You can't stop me because last time I checked I was over the age of eighteen, Crap I'm over the age of TWENTY-ONE. Bye—"DAD".

Spencer scoffs and shakes his head and walks away past Steven. Steven turns and lightly grabs Spencer's arm.

Steven: Spencer, please. I—I was wrong about yesterday and you have every right to hate me, to not want to be here with me but I'm asking you to please, please give me a second chance. Today I—I enrolled in a counseling class with a therapist. I'm trying to seek help son and I can't do that if you aren't here with me. Please Spencer, help me make things right. I just—(Spencer cuts in)

Spencer: How? How dad? Ok, what can I possibly do to help you? Did I help you when you were beating me up at nine, ten and eleven years old? Or maybe I helped you when you were beating me up at fourteen, fifteen and sixteen years old, when I would go to school with black and blue bruises from being whipped with extension cords and beaten with toasters—HMM?

Sam: You did that to him? I should just beat you with a baseball bat now.

Sam lunges towards Steven but Carly holds her back and scoffed and looked at her with a frown.

Carly: Sam, don't, this is between him and Spencer.

Steven: Spencer I—I know, and that's why I have finally realized I have a problem and that I need help.

Steven walks closer to Spencer and pulls him into his arms and hugs him tightly. Spencer doesn't hug him back but looks disgusted to have Steven hugging him.

Steven: Spencer, please, ok I promise, I swear I will make this right, alright?

Spencer closes his eyes briefly and looks with anger as tears cloud his closed eyes. He pushes Steven back and away from him and looked away from Steven and blinked tears away heavily.

Spencer: One last chance—dad. I swear this is the last chance.

Sam: What? Screw him!

Freddie: Sam! What part of stay out did you not get the first time?

Sam sighed.

Steven nodded and gave a pathetic looking guilty look.

Steven: Alright son, I promise.

Spencer nodded and wiped light tears away quickly.

Spencer: (low voice) Well I'm going out for a bit, I—I'll be back later.

Steven: Well you have a curfew—(Steven stopped as he saw Spencer looking at him with a "don't you dare" look. Steven laughed a bit) Oh—oh that's right, sorry. Um—have fun son.

Spencer walked out the door of the room, closing the door behind him. Sam walked up to Steven and crossed her arms and stared at him.

Sam: You're on my list buddy. You hurt Spencer again and you'll deal with me.

Steven (laughs): Ooh, I'm shaking in my oxfords honey! (laughs)

Steven's laughter makes Sam even angrier….