The Greatest Secret
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly
A/N: This story details what it would be like if Sam and Freddie were secretly together during the series. Read it, I'm sure you'll enjoy it.
Chapter 21 (Meeting the Tyrant)
"Freddie!" Sam shouted as she ran through the halls of the school. None of the kids were concerned as to why she was shouting his name, most likely he did something wrong and she was chasing him and fixing to give him a wedgie or something. Sam turned the corner and spotted Freddie talking to a friend. The friend walked away and Freddie turned toward Sam.
"What is your problem?" Freddie asked while giving out a slight chuckle and raising his eyebrow. Sam was panting and she quickly stood up straight. "Is there something happening that I need to know about?"
"Yeah, you know Gibby's friend, Rueben?" Freddie nodded and Sam crossed her arms over. "He just hit on me." Freddie's eye twitched and his hand slowly closed. "At least I think he did. I can hardly understand what that boy says, though. Either way, when I turned him around, I felt him grab my butt!" Freddie blinked and his eyebrows rose in concern.
"What…" Naturally he was shocked, and was slowly getting it.
"He grabbed my butt, Freddie, my butt!" Anger, rage, and jealousy now surged through him. Normally they had to keep their relationship a secret, but it was in this case that Freddie wanted to shout at Rueben for doing that to his girlfriend. Not only that, he wanted to hit the guy. "Well, I gave him a wedgie and pushed him into the lockers, but I still felt violated. I mean, no guy has ever touched my butt, it felt so weird." Freddie raised his eyebrow and Sam blinked. "Okay, so maybe you've placed your hands there, but that's fine."
"No man touches my woman!" Freddie started to walk past Sam, but she grabbed his arm. She didn't want him to do anything that would get him in trouble. Freddie looked into Sam's eyes and saw them filled with concern for him. He let out a soft sigh and gave her a smile. "Okay, so maybe I won't do anything to him, but he better not end up flirting with you again. If he does, I'm going to be a bit angrier with him. I already want to punch Gibby. Actually, I've wanted to punch him for a little over a month now…"
"What do you mean?"
"Well when we had that fight about a month ago, I've wanted to punch him for getting you into trouble."
"Act like a proper fourteen year old, Freddie."
"Hey, I'm not fourteen until I have my birthday party!" Freddie smirked and Sam nodded as she quickly gave him a peck on the lips. They were going to have a birthday party for him at the end of the day, because it was his birthday after all.
"You can bet to have fun at your birthday party today, Freddie. Cake, presents, and everything else you could want! Unfortunately…Carly won't be able to celebrate with us."
"Oh? Why not?"
"She said she has stuff to do, but she would make it up to you by getting you a big present later. After all…" Sam's face hardened and she stared at the wall in front of her. "Why wouldn't she want to get her crush a great present?"
"Sam, how many times have we discussed not worrying about Carly and her little crush on me? I've become more subtle with that pretending, and she hasn't kissed me again…thankfully. Besides, I've been searching through a list of guys, I'm going to need your help there since you know what Carly wants in a guy." Freddie looked over to see Jonah walking his way, Valerie was in his arms and resting her head on his shoulder.
"Hey Freddie, Sam, how are you two lovebirds today?" Jonah asked while smirking.
"I kind of want to punch Rueben, actually." Jonah raised his eyebrow and Valerie glanced from Freddie to Sam with concern.
"What did Rueben do?"
"He hit on Sam and groped her butt." Freddie narrowed his eyes and Jonah winced, that was not a good thing.
"You want me to deal with him? I can give him a wedgie for you. Personal delivery." Sam and Valerie both rolled their eyes and chuckled as they left the side of their respective man and decided to talk with each other. Jonah walked over to Freddie and placed his elbow on his shoulder. They looked at the girls and smiled. "There are two of Seattle's best."
"Yeah, I'll have to agree with you on that, Jonah." Freddie nodded in response and crossed his arms over. "Just a few more hours until the birthday party, this is going to be great! Just mom, you guys, my girlfriend, and a bunch of love to go around." Just then, Freddie's cell phone went off, he answered it and found it was his mom calling.
"Freddie, this is important," Emily said while giving a small sigh. "I don't think Sam can come home right away."
"What? Why?"
"Tyrone is here." Freddie raised his eyebrow and Emily let out a groan. Robert was actually thee name of Mr. Shay, but Tyrone didn't sound familiar. "I haven't told you about him, have I? He's Carly's grandfather, and a bit more…vicious than anyone else. Especially when it comes to my culture. He's the one that's been giving Carly all these negative thoughts about arranged marriage."
"You're joking, please tell me you're kidding." Freddie looked over at his friends, they were giving him concerned looks. Sam was especially worried, since she knew that if his mom was upset about something and it got Freddie upset about something, then it was really bad. "So, what does he want?"
"Probably to yell some more. He's not visiting his granddaughter today, but I think he wants to meet you…and your…he's calling her a whore." Freddie growled and Emily pulled her mouth away from the phone. "Damn it Tyrone, the person I chose is no whore! This is a respect…I don't have time for this crap!" Emily sighed and talked back into the phone. "He can't hear me talking to you, but he is in the other room rambling on about arranged marriage. He doesn't know who I chose for you, so tell Sam she can't come home right now…I've made sure he doesn't go into her room as well." Emily paused again and pulled her lips away from the phone. "Oh yeah, bastard! Maybe it's your granddaughter for all you know! Yeah! You could be calling your own granddaughter a bitch!"
"Uh, I'll be home as soon as I can, Mom…I'll tell her." Freddie sighed and hung up the phone. Freddie turned toward Sam and frowned, she was still looking very worried. "Sam, you can't come home tonight, Mom says you have to find somewhere else to stay."
"Why?" Sam asked, her tone was sad and slightly hurt.
"It's nothing you did, but Carly's grandpa showed up, and Mom doesn't want to subject you to his wrath."
"But…" Sam was surprised, she hadn't expected something like that to happen, and on Freddie's birthday. She really had no other choice or say in the matter, she didn't want to get yelled at by Carly's grandfather. She had a feeling that he wasn't such a great man. "So, I'm guessing he wouldn't like me, even if he met me." Freddie gave a sad nod and Sam crossed her arms over. "Fine, well if I ever do meet him, I'm taking his money and I'm going to take his food too!" Freddie laughed and gave Sam a hug. "What? I'm serious! I don't joke, you know I don't joke! I will take his money and food, because I don't like him!" Valerie rubbed Sam's back and Jonah held his stomach while trying to suppress his laughter. "Well anyway, I guess I'll have to stay at Carly's or something. Is he visiting her?"
"No, Mom said he's just preaching to her like he always does. I think he'll probably be gone once he talks to me and everything."
"Okay…I guess I'll go have some supper. Valerie, do you think you can go with Freddie and see what Grandpa Shay has to say about me?" Valerie frowned and gave Sam a sad look, she hated to see her friend looking so down about herself. "You might want to take Jonah too, just in case Evil Shay thinks you're supposed to be Freddie's future wife."
"Sam, they don't have to go, it'll be okay."
"No, we'll go," Valerie said while giving her friend a comforting hug. Jonah nodded and patted Sam on the back.
"Besides, we don't want to leave you to your own misery," Jonah responded. "Though, someone should be with Sam."
"I'll be fine on my own. I'm just going to go to the diner down the street. It'd be nice if you could punch that Yakima-loser in the face, though." Sam smirked and Freddie gave a slight laugh. "I wonder if he's got his spies around here…"
"I wouldn't know, but I'm not going to worry too much about him," Freddie responded. He wrapped his arms around Sam and pressed her against his body, causing her to gasp in surprise. He looked into her eyes and smirked. "You're my precious angel, and I would never deny you or my love for you." Sam smirked and placed her hand on his arm.
"Yeah, unless Carly asks, right?"
"Well, you did say pretend to love her and whatnot. Though, she's not suspicious, nor should she ever be."
"True. Go have fun with Jerk Shay!" Freddie laughed and Sam watched as his shoulders rose and fell. He had to admit that he loved the way she thought up nicknames for the guy.
"Yeah, I'll try. Hopefully we don't end up seeing him too often." Though it was a lie, there was no doubt in his mind Tyrone was probably going to be back.
"Is it wrong-"
"Yes, it's wrong to wish bad luck on him, even if you don't like him."
"Darn." Freddie smiled and leaned forward, kissing Sam's lips tenderly. When he pulled back, Sam gave him a slightly dazed look. "How does that happen every time?"
"I love you. See you later, Sam." Sam nodded as Freddie released her and placed his arms around the shoulders of Jonah and Valerie. "Come on guys, let's head to the grandpa shark." She chuckled lightly and watched as the three walked off.
-NEW SCENE-
"Oh yeah? Well maybe you're a worse influence on your grandchildren than you think!" Emily shouted, filled with rage. "Turning them into tiny versions of you! Asshole! You can't let your kids and grandkids have minds of their own? You have to force your opinions on them? I'm sure Carly would be fine without you!" The elderly man dodged another item being tossed toward him and growled. "That's just what we need, another intolerant Shay! You'll get what you deserve, bastard! Don't you come into my house and tell me how to live my lifestyle! If I want to practice my family tradition, then I will!"
"This is America!" Tyrone Shay barked. He dodged another skillfully thrown item and glared at Emily. "This is the country of freedom and choice! Have you ever heard of choice, Benson? Probably not, I do so wonder what unlucky wench is being forced to marry your son. I'm going to be watching Carly, too, if she starts getting too close to your kind, I'm taking her away so I can teach her even more than I already am! She needs to know the truth of your kind!"
"Have you ever heard of butting out, Bastard!"
"Yeah, well I won't be satisfied by butting out! I'll be satisfied when you take your family and get the hell out of this country! We don't need the likes of you coming in here and forcing two people to marry."
"I didn't force anyone to marry! I made the choice to practice my family tradition, and my son chose to follow it!"
"Oh yeah, I'm absolutely sure that's the case!"
"Yeah, it is! Also, my son was able to choose if he wanted who he got! You don't know anything about my culture!"
"Yeah, but you still forced it and arranged it!" Emily shouted again and threw a spoon toward Tyrone. Tyrone successfully dodged it and shook his fist in the air. "You know, I could have your sorry ass sued! That's where your kind belongs!"
"Oh shut the-" The door opened and Freddie stepped in with Jonah and Valerie. Their eyes were wide in shock, it looked and sounded like they stepped into a warzone that silenced when they entered. Emily looked at Freddie and smiled. "Freddie, you're here, and you brought your friends with you."
"Who's the girl, the unlucky swine that you put with your bastard son?"
"Don't refer to my girlfriend in that manner!" Jonah exclaimed while letting out a threatening growl. He just met the guy and already he didn't like him.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Girlfriend…" Tyrone looked over at Emily and pointed toward Jonah and Valerie. "Now that is an American couple. They're together by choice, not by force!"
"Hey, shut up!" Freddie shouted. Tyrone looked appalled and took a step back when Freddie spoke to him. "You have no right to talk to my mother or my friends like that, and you have no right to talk about my girlfriend, whom I love with all my heart, like that either!" Jonah and Valerie were staring at Freddie with wide and surprised eyes, they didn't think he would blow up like that. Of course, it did make sense for him to. "Listen here, bastard. I met my girlfriend long before my mom ever chose her, so I was falling in love well beforehand."
"Oh, come on…"
"We even talked with each other about that possibility. So we very well chose for ourselves!"
"Listen son, I know my granddaughter could use a good man for her. Maybe-" Mentioning Carly was a bad idea, she was cause to a lot of his frustration. Freddie clenched his fists, inhaled and quickly snapped back like a crocodile snaps its prey.
"The hell I would marry her, I only view her as an friend! Besides, I'm not interested in her like that, so you can take that thought and stuff it up your old and wrinkly ass!"
"Well I never!" All others in the room gasped and watched in silence as Freddie glared into Tyrone's eyes. It was almost as if he had a look of pure hatred. This was the time that Sam needed to be there, because she was always considered his 'better half' and could always successfully calm him down. "That's it, I'm taking my leave. I wonder…" Tyrone narrowed his eyes and stared at Emily. "You people do like to arrange couples that would hate each other. You better not have put my beloved granddaughter in your little web!" Emily rolled her eyes and Freddie opened the door, narrowing his eyes with rage.
"You picked the wrong day, Shay. I'm no longer in the mood for civil conversation with you. Get your old, creaky ass out of here!" Tyrone huffed and walked out of the apartment, feeling as though he had never been treated so crudely in his life. "I bet you'd like us if you got to know us better, but you'll never get that chance!"
"I wouldn't give a damn!" Freddie slammed the door shut and turned to see everyone looking at him with concern.
"What?"
"I have never seen you act like that before," Jonah said while walking to his best friend and patting him on the shoulder. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I just didn't like the way he was talking about Sam. He doesn't even know her. If he met her, he'd see that she was a true angel." Emily crossed her arms and scoffed.
"Don't believe that one, it's impossible to have a civilized talk with that hardhead," Emily stated while turning toward the refrigerator. "Does anyone want any drinks? I think I have a terrible headache right now…I need to lie down." She sighed and gave an apologetic look to Freddie. "I'm so sorry, Freddie. I didn't intend for the birthday to end up like this."
"It is okay, Mom. We can't control what happens." Freddie walked over to the couch and groaned as he sat down. "I just wish that guy could see that we're not bad people."
"Yeah, like that's ever going to happen."
-NEW SCENE-
Sam sat down at one of the tables in the diner, she personally hated how the day was turning out. She had met Grandpa Shay before, but she never thought he could be so mean. But then, it made no difference anyway.
"I know he is trying to turn Carly and Spencer against the idea of arranged marriage...Carly told me already that Grandpa Shay was telling her how bad it was." She sighed and stared at the table, she felt like crying, but she did not. She was personally afraid of what might happen if the Shays were against the Bensons in this whole thing. She would be torn in between. There was really no question though, she would go to Freddie's side because she loved him. The thought of her own best friend turning on her was hard to think about. She placed her arms over one another on the table and buried her face in them.
"Why the long face?" A man asked. Sam quickly looked up to see a man about the age of Ms. Benson looking at her. He looked so familiar to her, but she couldn't place her finger on it. All she knew was he seemed kind and he probably knew who she was since he was talking to her.
"It's just some issues that I'm struggling with…" Sam shifted her eyes to the side and frowned. "Have you ever been in love with someone, but you feel like the whole world is out to kill you, so you have to hide your relationship from suspecting eyes?"
"Yeah, I suppose that's happened to me before. Not the hiding part, but the being in love with someone that people are against you for..."
"It sucks. I'm in love with someone, and we have to pretend that he loves another girl…it gets hard. That same girl even has a tendency to be our worst enemy given certain circumstances." The man smiled and slowly shook his head.
"Don't worry too much about it. Listen, if you love someone with all your heart and that person loves you back, there is nothing that can come between you. Try as they might, the world can never really rip you apart." The man sighed and closed his eyes. "If only I believed that years ago. Doesn't change a thing now."
"I know, but it's so hard. I'm afraid of the possibility of people lynching my boyfriend!" The man laughed and shrugged his shoulders.
"Try not to cry for the fact that the world may be against you, cry if you don't succeed in letting the world understand you. My father probably will never get the idea of trying to understand things that he's never seen, but that's fine. I know he's a bit of a heard head when it comes to certain people…and he's even got me acting a bit like that. Now he wants...actually he has been pushing his beliefs onto his own grandchildren."
"Now you see, that's the kind of man I can't respect right there. Why do it?"
"I agree, but he's my father, so I love him anyway. I just wish the guy could be a little more tolerant." The man looked at the doors of the diner as they opened, Sam turned around and her eyes widened when she saw Grandpa Shay step in. He had a look of pure anger on his face. "Dad, what's going on?" Sam gasped and looked toward the man, he had seemed so nice, but this was Robert Shay. Now she remembered him, the father of Carly, she had only met him a couple times in the distant past. No wonder he remembered her.
"I swear I've never been talked to so rudely in my entire life," Tyrone said as he sat down. He looked to Sam and smiled. "Samantha, how are you? How long has it been since I've seen you?" Sam froze and gulped slightly, she was sitting with the enemy.
"I-I'm good, and how are you?"
"Terrible. I'm telling you, I've never had a young man yell at me in such a crude manner!" Sam blinked and leaned back in her chair, it must have been Freddie that got mad at him. "All I was trying to do was tell them that their current lifestyle just wasn't right in this country."
"Dad, you know you don't have to push your opinion on everyone. Seriously, you're going to give us Shay's a bad name." Robert sighed and shook his head, it wasn't like they already had a bad name thanks to their intolerance of the Bensons. Not only that, but he already made Robert turn into Emily's public enemy number one. "You've already made Spencer disliking arranged marriage, and now you've got Carly starting to dislike it. You're brainwashing your own grandchildren..." Sam let out a tiny gasp and stared down at the table, she couldn't believe it. Tyrone glared at Robert and he quickly froze. He sighed and closed his eyes shamefully, forcing himself to agree with his father once more. "Arranged Marriage, you can't have it here. I mean, it's all about love and all about choice."
"What if the couple is in love?" Sam asked while raising her eyebrow.
"Hah, that's impossible. How can there really be love if you're forced to marry?" Tyrone replied while crossing his arms over.
"Love can develop over time," Robert stated while giving out a small sigh. "It's also possible to look at everyone in a person's life and decide out of those that they care about…love is possible."
"Don't give me that bull. I still stand firm in my belief that the Bensons shouldn't even be here!"
"Uh, Granddad Shay, can I borrow ten dollars from you?" Sam asked while frowning and trying to hide her tears. "I need to get some food. I'll get you a sandwich too!"
"Yeah, sure." Sam stood up and took the money he handed her. She walked over to the counter and looked to the ground as she clenched her fists, she couldn't stand the way Tyrone was talking. She looked up and handed the clerk the money, asking for two sandwiches. The clerk handed her the sandwiches and she turned around. She saw Robert and Tyrone looking at her, and she felt anger coursing through her veins.
"Thanks!" Tyrone said as he motioned for her to bring over the sandwich. "Hey, did you make sure there is mustard on that?" She remembered the phone conversation and remembered hearing Ms. Benson screaming at him, she thought that she heard someone screaming about Freddie's mate being a 'whore' or something similar. This meant that Tyrone had called her a whore. Sam narrowed her eyes and glared at him, Robert took note of the glare and raised his eyebrow. Sam took her sandwich and bit into it, then she took Tyrone's sandwich and checked it, there was mustard.
"Nope, no mustard! I'm guessing you don't want it then!"
"Actually, that's…" Sam took a bite of his sandwich and threw hers away, Tyrone sighed and shook his head. "Fine…" Robert chuckled and watched as Sam exited the diner, he was impressed, and thought Tyrone probably deserved it.
Well there's Tyrone for you, not such a great man. Stick around for the next chapter!