A\n: This is a big chapter people! Get ready for some tension filled confrontation.
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly or Lady Sovereign's Public warning
WARNING: FOWL LANGUAGE (I use "Frick" on purpose)
NOTE:THE PARTS IN BOLD ARE FLASHBACKS! THAT HE HAS WHEN THINKING ABOUT SAM!
RECAP AT THE END OF THIS CHAPTER.
Freddie POV
Laying on my back my hands clenching the comforter. Trying to not get up, and trash my room in fury. Why can't Carly leave well enough alone?
Damn her, damn Carly putting her nose where it doesn't belong! Damn Sam, and her confusing web of conflicting actions. Damn me for letting both of them get to me like this.
Jumping off of my bed I pull on a hoodie, and grab my iPod from its dock. I need to clear my head. I can't go to the fire escape, because if Carly has told Sam already, Sam is gong to be waiting for me. I can't deal with talking to her right now.
"What happened to us Sam?"
"We grew up."
We grew up… we grew up… No all that has happened is that we have become scared little kids again who can't do anything on their own. Can't do anything without their parents okay.
"Hey Freddie."
" Sam, are you sure you are feeling better? You just called me Freddie; you said you were better. You swore on HAM, you were feeling better."
"I am, why is it SO weird I called you Freddie, it's your name isn't it?"
"Yaaaa, but you never call me that- it isn't you Sam."
"Maybe it is, and you don't know me as well as you think."
It's your name isn't it? Isn't it? ... You don't know me as well as you think...
I have known her for years, and yet with a simple sentence like that it makes me wonder who she really is...
"Hey."
"What? No weird name, or snide comment? ¿Estás bién?"
"Estoy Bién."
"Alright, I'm glad cause you sorta look like you, and Melanie got into a fight. And you guys compromised after neither of you won."
"I got to grab something from my gym
Locker. See you guys later."
That day she looked like Sammy, that day I couldn't help, but remember how simple we used to be.
How we used to be- that's got to be it, that has to be part of this puzzle. Just like her talking about her old 'Sammy self", and us growing up was. The fact I don't REALLY know her, I know Sammy well though. And that day she looked like Sammy again. Now I just need to figure out how it all fits together.
I guess I have no choice. I have to go to the source. Sam.
I crank up my music, letting the lyrics attempt to penetrate the barrier of confusion Sam has cast. My feet pounding on the pavement of the street, as I let out my frustration.
Public warning, who's in town?
Public warning, Sov's in town.
I'm that walking dictionary; I'm that talking thesaurus,
I'm that old-school prehistoric Soversaurus
Raaaaaah, 'ave it! I got a habit of absolutely damaging any track when I attack,
Hmm see I told you that I'm raw,
Remember when she sold them seashells on the seashore,
Well I'm selling a little more, a little raw, a little encore please while I drop it hard core,
Public warning, who's in town?
Public warning, all bow down.
Public warning, who's in town?
Public warning, Sov's in town.
I don't wanna play none of your games,
I don't wanna play none of your games,
Oii, oii, oii, yeah,
I wanna play all of my games,
I wanna play all of my games,
Oii, Oii, Oii
It's my turn to play…
Sam POV
I am ecstatic; on top of the world I can't describe it. He is fighting. Wow. What the frick I sound like some girly girl who just found out that her crush likes her back. Ich. Ugh. Nasty.
Just like the fact that right now I am dancing around like a four year old on Christmas to random songs on the radio. Why? I am trying to distract from the reality of the fact Carly is going to come in here to tell me what she thinks is "the most awesome news ever". Freddie has caught the monster. And his brown eyes have that green shine to them.
I hear a knock on the door, and I turn the radio off. Here comes Carlotta.
"Hey Shay," I say as I open the door only to come face to face with Freddie.
"Oh hi Freddie." I see an amused look cross his face before he replies.
"Hey Sammy."
At my old nickname I almost collapse from shock. He has figured it out.
"You figured it out." I whisper
"Figured what out Princess?" He smirks.
Shivers run down my back, and my legs wobble at the emotion plain as day in his voice.
Freddie reaches out to catch me. "You alright?"
ALL RIGHT? WHAT IS THIS BOY PLAYING AT?
"Look I don't mean to be rude, but you should go. Carly texted me telling me she has some amazing news to tell me. That she ran into someone when she left the Smoothie in a hurry, and they said some interesting things."
"Wait Carly hasn't been here yet? She hasn't told you?"
"Told me what?" Oh I already know what, but I miss making him sweat.
"About what I said?" He asks helplessly
"Look why don't you spill instead of me waiting for Shay to show."
"Fine, I guess I will. I was wondering who the guy was."
"What guy?"
"The guy Carly said that you are going all of this-" All of a sudden Freddie looked shocked
"Freddie are you okay?"
"I am fine, I just have to go, I just realized…"
"What did you realize?"
"I have to go. See you later Sammy."
And that's when he left, slamming the door behind him. When Carly came home thirty minutes later she found me the way that Freddie left me. Confused as heck.
A\n: Yes I am cruel :) lol but the sooner you review the sooner I continue. So with out further ado… REVIEW people.
RECAP (which is boring, and long)- Freddie was in his room fuming after what had happened with Carly outside the Smoothie, when he decided to burn off this anger by going on a run. When he was running he had flashbacks to the week. Freddie decided that he needed to get answers, so he went to talk to Sam. He thought Carly had already talked to Sam, and was shocked when he found out otherwise. That's when he realized something…
Sam on the other hand thought when Freddie showed he had figured out what she wanted from him. (For him to stop letting himself get pushed around) When he started talking about his confrontation with Carly Sam got confused. She had witnessed it, but hadn't been told by Carly yet so she couldn't say anything. Why? She had been eves dropping. Then he left.