Freddie was seriously annoyed at the fact Carly walked in it hadn't even had been more than a minute. Carly herself looked annoyed at how close they were at the moment which confused Freddie since she had suggested the juvenile game in the first place. Sam also looked annoyed about to tell off the brunette.

"Carly - "

"Sorry, It's just I made this huge pitcher of tea and I didn't want it to get warm,"

"Why not put it in the fridge?"

"Because Sam filled my fridge with pounds of smoked ham," Carly said accusingly. Sam then moved away from Freddie now smiling remembering what she did. "I was meaning to tell you about that."

Freddie frowned at her absence of presence he missed it, he felt . . . cold. He moved closer to her there arms touching. He felt heat course through his body. If only one touch could do that, he wondered what it would feel like if he could touch more, explored her body. Freddie started to blush at the perverted thought. Why would he think that? That was such a vulgar thought and Sam didn't deserve for someone to think such thoughts about her. Yet his thoughts seemed to wonder away form the conversation and more to what would have happened if Carly hadn't interrupted.

"Fred," Sam called his name. At first Fred thought this was part of his little fantasy he had in his head.

"FRED," Sam screamed in his ear. Now that he knew wasn't imagination.

"What?"

"I've been calling your name forever, Carly said we should head out to the school carnival. It's a great way to celebrate your birthday,"

Sam said suspiciously. His face grew bright red if she knew what he was thinking. He was ashamed of himself. She wasn't a object that he could fantasize about.

"Th-that sounds l-l-like a great idea! Let's do it"Fred got up and raced to the bathroom. He closed the door and sank to the ground, he didn't know what was happening to him. He never did that before. He's never felt that heat or fantasized. It was the first time his body was genuinely attracted to someone. He was so confused and he had a feeling that it would only get worse.

And he was right . . .

Carly, Sam, and Fred got into the car. All of them were excited by the day ahead of them. While Carly rode shotgun, Sam and Fred sat in the backseat.

"Hey, remember I never asked you my truth question,"

"Okay what is it"

"Okay I don't know right now but when I do you absolutely have to answer!"

"Okay," Sam said with a small blush crept on her checks.

Spencer finally started to drive, Carly and Spencer started to argue about the proper way to kill a someone if you were running from the cops and they witnessed the crime and were in your way for God only knows what reasons. Carly said you strangle them while Spencer said you kill them with a knife.

"Why are they talking about this," Fred whispered to Sam.

"They talk about the strangest things. They both just like to be right."

"Well they're wrong the best way is to separate the vertebrae, by bending the person forward and yank there head with brutal force which may cause instant death if done correctly, or you could snap there neck but most people can't do it correctly."

"What," She looked at him amazed.

"Hm, I-I-I like CSI," Fred than took out a iPod he found on the street once and listen to its songs. He didn't look up until they had reached the school. He hoped this wouldn't be a disaster but this was Fred, of course it would be.

Once they reached there It was like tacky colors spit on the school. It was horrible decorated but he hoped that it would be fun.

"I'm going to the bathroom, wait for me guys," Sam said. She headed off.

"Lets have fun," Carly said to him.

"Yeah, I think it'll be lots of fun. Oh wow,"

"What?" He pointed to the projected images on the side of the school.

"I wonder what sort of projector they used. It has such great quality."

"Oh I love it when you get all techy," She laughed. The laugh sort of echoed in his head it was like something he heard much before it r

rang in his head like bells. He started to hear something in his mind. It sounded far away.

(Bold-Carly Underlined_Freddie All italicized dialogue from iSaved your life)

Oh I love it when you talk all techy

What the hell was happening it like he was recalling something. It was like remembering a conversation you had with something but your missing a part, you know its missing but you don't know how to retrieve it.

That was before we were . . . you know

Now Freddie was paying attention carefully to what was being said, He than saw a fuzzy out of reach image of a boy and girl kissing. As soon as it came it left.

Retreated

It was starting to get fuzzier. He grabbed his head and blocked his ears. He didn't know who the girl was but was she talking to me?

You know I like you more than most soups

That was it that was his voice he knew it

Wow you seriously don't want to kiss me

Bacon

The laughter sort of faded away. An excited feeling filled him up It was his first real memory but he didn't understand it. Who exactly was it? Did he actually have a girlfriend, it didn't sound like it ended well though.

"Fred," Carly's voice filled his ears. She was quite concerned.

"Sorry I get migraines frequently. I sort of breakdown into protective mode when I get one. Once started to do the same thing when I was in line for a roller coaster at 6 flags. Everyone thought I was crazy, a pentecostal woman started to say prayers as if she was exorcizing me it was that bad."

Carly laughed she was hesitant but it seemed to brighten the mood.

"Come on We'll have a great time!"

"Yeah, wait what about Sam?"

"Forget it, she'll catch up,"

In a location I can't even tell you

Jeff

Jeff was hesitant leaving him with those people but he was sure he put in enough of the poison for him not to remember. Jeff sat patiently in a abandon room. There was nothing but to chairs and a small round table. He was in a bank in the back room. It was often the place bosses would bring the employes to question them or firing them. Either way this place never did any good. He was meeting with some banker. Who was friends with Scars brother who fraternized with the Irish mob.

A man walked into the room. He had a long droopy face. Each of his fingers held an abundance of gold rings. His hair had more grease than his own and he wore a cheap white suit. God he was like a bad character from a mob movie. Who the hell did he think he was? Well He was helping him so . . .

"Hello, Jeff isn't it," He slurred with his words.

"Doesn't matter I need some money from an account."

"Which?"

"Jane Benson" He took out a small mac air from his suit case. He started t type.

"I can't,"

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN? I THOUGHT YOU CAN OPEN ANY ACCOUNT,"

"Well," He remained calm, "This one is promised to a boy in her will its closed so tight."

"Well I have the boy,"

"You can only take it when he's 18,"

"I DONT HAVE THE TIME," He raised his eyebrow.

"What do you suggest?"

"Well she has no other family so ultimately if the boy dies you would get the money,"

"Are you saying all I have to do is kill the boy and I get the money,"

The man frowned. He obviously didn't think he would take the offer seriously. "Are you capable?"

" I'm offended that you would think such a thing. I won't just kill him. I'll tear him limb from limb and torture him until he bleeds to death. It is the only way to truly be cleansed."

"Like you for instance you're a vile man that needs to be cleansed." He took out his silent pistol. He took it to the mans head.

"Forgive this man and adorn his sins." He shot the pistol. He than took out a handkerchief and whipped himself off.

One more to go,

He walked off slowly singing softly,

Ain't going back to Barton Hollow
Devil gonna follow me e'er I go
Won't do me no good washing in the river
Can't no preacher man save my soul

Creepy finish OMG

sorry I got seriously writers block but I decided this was the way to go

told you this was an important chapter,

once again serious writers block and was enjoying the summer fun guilty as charged

well actually I didnt have fun involes annoying haition girl acting like the sister I never wanted.

Sigh*

shout out to my fave author Isobe3l

she has amazing stories check em out!

I'll try to write on time again truthfully I didnt watch iCarly the whole summer I felt so guilty lol

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