This chapter is tension filled, i mean Gertrude has now entered the apartment and is on a rampage to find Freddie, but who, if anyone, will get hurt?
"NO!" Carly screamed, chasing after her, Sam followed except in the elevator, she decided to go up to the iCarly studio so she'd be waiting with the butter sock when Gertrude got there. DING! The elevator stopped and she ran out and hid behind the beanbags, she waited for 4 seconds then felt a hand on hers, she screamed, "Holy chiz!" She moved the giraffe stuffed toy from next to her and saw Freddie's head, "Freddie? Are you hiding from your overly obsessive, emo girl-" the door slammed open and Freddie pulled the giraffe back on his head, Sam stood up and swung the buttersock in Gertrude's direction, only then to see it was Carly... without Gertrude... Spencer jumped out from the guest room for the web show and ran over to Carly, "Carly?! Sam, how much butter is in there?!" Sam paced on the spot anxiously, the butter sock had been able to knock people out for up to 6 hours before, and that was with the same amount of butter that had just whacked Carly. "A lot... I don't know... I'm sorry... Carls I'm so sorry..." She left the room and after her followed Freddie.
"Sam! Sam!" He called after her, he followed her downstairs and watched as she pulled out a frozen pizza from the Shay's fridge and started to eat it, tears streaming from her eyes. She didn't look at Freddie but knew he was there.
He sat opposite her, "Sam, its not your fault! You were trying to protect Carly!" Sam looked at him, "And me..." Freddie finished, she smiled at him and wrapped her hand around his. They both smiled and then noticed the couch shift slightly, Freddie got up almost instantly, still holding on to Sam's hand, they had their backs pressed against the wall; Sam looked down and saw her hand, entwined in Freddie's, she let go and went over to the living room section of the apartment to see a high heel sticking out of the couch, for once, Sam was scared.
She wasn't even scared of Gertrude, she was scared of her hurting Carly, Freddie and Spencer. Sam walked backwards, her eyes still fixated on the body under the couch; she grabbed Freddie's hand and to her surprise, he held on to it tightly. "When I saw run, I need you to run out and to The Groovy Smoothie" She whispered in his ear, he nodded and kissed her gently on the cheek.
Upstairs, Carly's eyes opened in shock – "Where's Freddie? Where's Sam? Spencer! Spencer!"
"Relax kiddo!" He shouted to her loudly yet caringly, he stroked her forehead for a few seconds but then against his will, she got up and ran downstairs. "Carly Shay!" He demanded but realised that he was just a man-child, once his sister wanted to do something, she'd do it.
Carly went downstairs and saw Gertrude at the door, "Hello..." She said nervously, trying to think of a way to get past her and try to find her friends. Gertrude stepped towards her and tapped her head, "Hi, I'm Gertrude."
"Hi... I'm Carly but-"
"And this is iCarly! Today on iCarly, we're gonna be finding our best friends Sam and Freddie, or should I say..." She stepped closer to Carly, "Seddie..."
Carly looked at the door, hoping Sam would come barging through and take out this icky chick but she knew it wouldn't happen, she needed to do this herself... Wait, did she say Seddie? Did they get back together? Aww, wait no – Freddie's with Gertrude unfortunately... Oh god...
Suddenly, Carly's phone rang, weirdly, Gertrude was holding her own phone to her ear. Carly answered, "Hello..."
"Carly its Freddie! You need to help us, me and Sam are now Seddie again, yeah, yeah but anyway – Gertrude's tied us both up and Sam's been poisoned, she's bleeding – Carly, we're in the groovy smoothie – help us!" The phone went dead and Carly looked at the evil maniac infront of her.
Sam hung from chains attached from the roof of the Groovy Smoothie, she opened her eyes slowly and turned her head to the left, her neck ached badly and a sharp pain hit her when she turned. She whimpered and looked down. Her feet were dangling over the floor of the smoothie shop, she was at least 3 metres in the air.
The blonde girl looked to her right and luckily there was no pain, except in her heart for one sickening moment, Freddie was dangling from the ceiling too and he was unconscious with blood stains on his hands.
"Freddie?! Freddie wake up!" She whispered urgently, she tried to reach out to shake him but her arms were both handcuffed together. She sighed and then saw the top of her PearPhone poking out from her jeans pocket, she shuffled her hands to her pocket and managed to slide it into her palms. Then she pressed down on the number 2 key and it automatically speed dialled Carly, then she waited for her best friend to pick up...
Carly was looking at Gertrude in front of her, holding her phone above the bowl of boiling water. "Look, we can just talk about this! What's your problem?!" Carly asked her, she wanted to be as nice to her as possible so she'd be able to keep her precious mobile device. Gertrude shrugged and then flinched when Carly's phone started ringing, (typical Carly, her ringtone was the iCarly theme tune, 'Leave it All To Me')
"Can I answer that before you drop it into the-" Gertrude put her hands over her ears and groaned in disgust at the music, dropping the phone into the water. The music faded out and the sound bubbled under it. "Great!" Carly shouted sarcastically and ran over to the bowl, only to be pushed back onto the floor with a thud, by the obsessive, evil beast of a girl. Although Carly's butt hurt, she felt a bit more confident knowing that Gertrude had a weakness. Pop music.
Thoughts flooded Sam's head swimming around in vicious circles, that threatened to pull her under. In the distance she heard foot steps nearing, the dock creaked as she turned to see Gibby standing in front of her. She smiled as best as she could, "Gibby! Gibby! Get us down, Freddie's hurt" She panicked but was extremely relieved to see the shirtless wonder. "Kay Kay, " Gibby jogged over and started to untie Sam's ropes and click open the handcuffs, "-Anyway, what are you two doing up there?"
"I don't know... I don't remember anything... Last thing I can remember was holding hands with Freddie..." She said the last bit quietly because she was slightly embarrassed but it was loud enough for Gibby to hear, "That's hot, oh yeah, I've got a girly friend too – Her name's Jadelyn, she's hot" Sam fell from the ceiling to the ground with a thud but brushed off her pain and helped Gibby untie Freddie, "This Jadelyn... is she nice to you? Has she seen iCarly?" Gibby stopped helping and looked at his friend, Sam continued, "Has she seen your blog on magic tricks?" He nodded and resumed helping, "Yeah, she finds it depressing though... And not the good kind..."
"Sam... Sam..." Freddie grumbled and twisted his neck to face the blonde girl.
She looked at him, admiring his looks as if he were her hero, what if he was? She grabbed his un-bleeding hand and shook it, "Freddie? Freddie I'm here!"
"So am i!" Gibby said, trying to make Sam realise she'd forgotten to mention him. Sam didn't respond though and continued to smile and reassure Freddie as she undid the ropes with Gibby; then he fell and cried out in pain as he tried to stand, "My leg! Argh!" He let a few manly tears shed but then wiped them away as if to cover up the past a few seconds ago. Then he heard a faint chatter as if on a radio...
Carly was now sitting next to Gertrude on her couch, Gertrude had insisted on watching, 'The Scissoring' and had forced Carly to go out and buy popcorn, toffee apples and scissor shaped cookies, (which in fact were very hard to find). But she had managed to and to Carly's luck, she wasn't being tortured or held hostage in her own home. Again.
Gertrude's eyes were transfixed to the television while she spoke, "Do you know my sister?" Carly shook her head instantly; she didn't know the girl and didn't know if she wanted to. She looked over to the door and saw her phone still underwater, she decided it was now or never. "Gertrude, do you want some cola?" Once again, Freddie's psycho girlfriend's eyes were glued to the screen of the wide-screen TV that was projecting the vile, bloody film, "Yes." The reply Carly got was simple and short but exactly what she'd wanted her to say.
The youngest Shay stood up confidently and went into the kitchen normally, smoothly picking up her house keys that were on the island on the way in. She then pretended to look in her fridge, making sure she could see Gertrude in the corner of her eye at all times. The goth's eyes were still glued to the screen. Carly twisted around on the spot then paused, to see if Gertrude would respond, obviously not. She then sprinted across the hall towards the door and without thinking, she grabbed the phone out of the water and then went out the door, slamming it and locking it behind her. Finally! She was free!