Chapter 4 of 'Breaking'! (: This is to make up for the super short chapter I last left you with. Hope you enjoy this! (:
Disclaimer: I do not own iCarly.
"Ugh, Mom, when can I get out of this stupid place?" Sam asked when her mom returned with Melanie, Spencer and Carly trailing behind. "And where's the Gibster?"
"Don't know." her mom shrugged, placing a paper bag on the hospital bed. "Got you spicy tuna."
"Gibby's standing outside the vending machine, trying to decide which flavor of Fat Cakes to get you." Carly said, trying to be helpful.
Sam unwrapped her spicy tuna sandwich and started to eat it, taking big bites of it each time.
"I thought you didn't want to eat?" Melanie asked, staring bewilderingly at her twin sister who was wolfing down the sandwich at a monster speed.
"I didn't say that." Sam replied, finishing her sandwich. "Mm, that was good."
"Gibby's here!" Gibby announced, triumphantly holding up three Fat Cakes in the air. "Didn't know which flavor to get you, so I just got you the original one."
"Thanks, Gibby." Sam said, reaching for the Fat Cakes. Gibby immediately recoiled his hand and gave one Fat Cake to Sam, unwrapping one himself and putting the other in the front pocket of his jacket.
"But-" Sam started, watching as Gibby devoured the first Fat Cake, taking out the other Fat Cake from his pocket in the process.
"You're not the only one who loves these bad boys, Sam." Gibby stated, mouth full.
"Fine." Sam rolled her eyes and unwrapped her Fat Cake, offering it to Freddie first. "Want some, Fredward?"
"Yeah, sure." Freddie took a bite and returned it to Sam, who was eating it the way she ate the sandwich. Suddenly, the door opened and a doctor came in, smiling widely.
"Good news, Pucketts!" he beamed, "One, Sam can be discharged tomorrow or the day after, depending on when you finish filling up the forms. Two, there's no infection in the wounds. And here comes the bad news - tonight, only one person can stay here in the ward. I'm sorry - hospital rules. Now, any questions?" he looked around the room, eyes jumping from one person to another. "No? Good, okay. Visiting hours are over in about forty minutes or so, just for your information." he checked the chart and Sam's bandages swiftly before leaving the room.
"Hey! Wait!" Pam Puckett shot out the door, chasing after the doctor.
"Why did your mom...?" Spencer asked confusedly before Melanie and Sam sighed simultaneously, shaking their heads.
"Mom's gone off to find another sucker. We're in a hospital. All the dudes here are rich." Sam groaned, motioning for Melanie to save the poor doctor. Melanie nodded and raced out the door, and they could hear her coaxing Pam back into the room.
"What was up with that, Mel?" Pam Puckett asked, smoothing out her shirt.
"Stop hitting up on all the poor guys, Mom. Stop getting people hurt!" Melanie crossed her arms across her chest. "You like to get people hurt, don't you?" she accused, blue eyes piercing through her mother. Freddie winced a bit at this statement.
"What- Melanie, how dare you!" Pam stuttered. She pulled on Melanie's arm and the younger Puckett let out a yelp, surprised by the sudden brutality from her mother. "We're going back home, right now, little missy. Grounded. One week." dragging Melanie out of the ward, she passed a twenty to Sam and left.
"Well, I guess she won't be staying tonight." muttered Gibby, leaning against the wall. "I'm so bored." he drawled, instantly target to Freddie and Carly's glares.
"Hey, Spence, wanna go play some Pak-Rat?" Gibby asked, eyes bright as he finally thought of something to do.
"Sure, but I gotta send Carly home first." Spencer said, gesturing to Carly.
"Oh. Okay. Seeya, Sam!" Gibby said, waving goodbye to Sam and Freddie.
"Text me, okay?" Carly hugged Sam and left together with her brother and Gibby.
Guess we know who's staying behind tonight! (: Please review & let me know what you think about this chapter. Still a little short, I know, I know. I'm working on a longer one and it'll be up soon, promise!
xxmysticflare