Hey guys. This is the last chapter. OH MY GOD I KNOW. It's so sad :/
Anyways, I'm sorry for the wait I just didn't want this story to...end. I mean guys look. I have 355 REVIEWS.
THAT'S CRAZY!
I mean, my goal in life is to get 1000 reviews for a story. I know, I'm lame :P
Yeah it's not going to happen. But I hope SOMEDAY I'll get 500 reviews for this story. I know it probably won't happen but oh well. I'm so happy I got all these reviews. I mean my very first story I ever wrote was the same length but only got 65 reviews (I deleted it...It was horrible xD)
Anyways, I just wanted to say I love all of you. Even though you guys don't know it, you have helped me through all the bad times in my life.
When I first started this story I was going through a REALLY bad breakup...I was so upset everyday. It was horrible. All the sudden I was getting these reviews and they would make me smile and make me feel good about myself.
Whenever I was feeling sad or upset (I still do this) I'll look at my reviews and smile.
I honestly think of ALL of you as my best friends (LAAAAAMEEE I knowww)
Anyways. THANK YOU! I love you!
Enough with the emotional fluffy chizz. ON WITH THE LAST CHAPTER EVER.
*Sobs*
Debra; The Therapist POV
Hello stranger! I know that I haven't updated you on Freddie's life lately. Well, that's because I just recently got an update myself. So basically, when Marissa found out her "precious Fredward" was dating Sam, she flipped bananas. She immediately dropped Freddie as one of my patients.
Six months passed before I ever heard from Marissa again. But I did watch iCarly every night, along with Joe. It was sort of our 'date night', well the closest to a date night I would allow in our relationship.
With Sam and Freddie, as much as I can tell, nothing has really changed. Carly announced to the audience that Freddie and Sam were now an "item", despite Sam obviously not wanting to share the personal information, six months ago. Every webisode, see I'm picking up on the lingo, Sam still abused Freddie and he still took it.
Yesterday I got a phone call.
"Hello, Debra?" A familiar shrill voice boomed from the other line.
"Yes?"
"Hello, it's Marissa, Fredward Benson's mother..." How did I know I would be hearing from her sooner or later.
"Ah yes, Mrs. Benson. How are you doing lately?"
"Horrid! My Freddie is still dating that devil...And he's actually...happy. I tried to bring him to other consolers, but they said I was overbearing and that I was insane! Can you imagine that?" Marissa said quickly, I was just smiling and biting my lip to stop from letting out a laugh.
"Really? You? Well I would never!" I said quickly, because if I said it slower I would've started cracking up.
"I knew you would understand, and Freddie says he misses you, so I decided to reinstate our regular visitations." I smiled. They always come back.
So I have been waiting for Freddie to arrive sipping my tea when I heard a doorbell ring. I opened the door not to see a mother making a fuss over her son's outfit, or a blonde-haired girl wrestling a brown-haired boy to the ground. I saw a brown-haired teenager nonchalantly holding hands with a blonde-haired teenage girl.
I smiled and opened the door as they walked together into my office. Sam pushed Freddie onto the floor so he landed on my plant cactus.
Some things never change.
OH MY GOSH SO SHORT. But I think it was all in good time. I seriously have been CRYING while writing this. I've grown SO much while writing this story. I LOVE YOU ALL. Review. Keep your eyes out for my other stories.