Hidden Behind My Secrets

Don't Own iCarly...I wish.

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I cried myself until no more tears ran down my face; I closed my eyes and drifted to sleep.

Freddie's POV

I rushed around the C.N tower looking for Carly, it was been 2 weeks since Sam was taken. My heart broke knowing that something might have happened. My heart broke every time I woke up in the morning she was somewhere. After yelling her name for a few minutes her brunette head came by the corner.

"CARLY!" I grabbed her in a hug.

"Freddie?" she asked confused.

"Sorry, where is Spencer we have to head to the next city to search,"

"Freddie, what do plan to do go to every city and search?"

"Yes," I pushed past her and ran down the hallways and to the elevator with Carly trailing behind.

She spun me around and hit my arm. "STOP IT!" she screamed getting a lot of WTF stares.

"What?"

"Stop looking, we can't go around Canada. Spencer is out of money and since we left behind your mom's back she has the cops looking all over the U.S. Stop it," the last words came out as a whisper.

I couldn't look at her, she was giving up, just like that," I pushed her. Tears flowed from her eyes, but because of everything that has happened and everything I have seen, I lost my conscience.

"Fine, give up. Get Spencer, go home." I walked in the elevator and it closed on Carly's sobbing face.

Carly's POV

"Fine, give up. Get Spencer, go home." He walked to the elevator and closed the doors. My quiet sobs shook my body. I didn't want to lose hope, but I couldn't do this anymore. I wiped my tears and went up to the revolving restaurant (A/N: yes it exists in the C.N Tower and it is amazing.) to get Spencer.

Sam's POV

I stopped counting and hope. Freddie was dead, Carly forgot about me. I was alone. I used to being beaten some days and given no food. They would heal me and I would be beaten again. I have heard them going to realise me since they also thought Freddie was dead because the cops where looking for him. He was missing. I had hope, I would be free, but they decided against it because I knew them so they were going to hurt me some more and kill me. I never cried; I did at first. Now I took everything with no emotion, I was ready to die.

Really short I know but decided to write something not just stop for a week, guess what I got more projects WOW! FUN! I might not be able to write one cause of school and 2 I have no more idea's for this story but, I WILL TRY to finish not ditch it.

R&R

Peace V