COMPLICATED LOVE

Disclaimer: Who says I own iCarly?

a/N: I am back baby! My connection are back! I really missed you guys! Eeeiii! I am so SORRY I didn't update! But anyway, here you go! I hope you enjoy it!


Since I was gone pretty long, here's a flash back from the last chapter.

"Sam?"

"Hey Carly."

"Are you feeling well?" she said in a very worried voice.

"Nope."

"Well... I'm sorry to bother you but I really need to tell you... I mean ask you a very important question."

"Okay. Shoot."

"Did you and Freddie really dated?"


Chapter 29: The truth is told

"Wha-what?" Sam coughed a little.

"Did you and Freddie dated?" Carly repeated.

"Carls, what are you talking about?"

"Sam... don't be stubborn!" Carly scolded.

"Carls, I don't know if I'm the sick one here, but I'm su—"

"Sam!"

"Okay fine we did!" Carly gasped.

"What! Why did you guys kept it from me? I thought we made a promise to tell each other EVERYTHING!"

"I know... sorry. So what if we dated anyway, it's no big deal."

"Well it's actually a big deal! My best friends dated and I don't even know it!" she paused for while. "When did these happen?"

"Uhh... remember when those prisoners duct taped us?"

"Yeah. And that's also the time we made that promise."

"After that."

"What! You broke your promise right after you promised it?"

"Pretty much."

"Sam!"

"What? Stop yelling at me. Please." She coughed again. "My head is killing me."

"Sorry. So I guess you two split up... because of me?"

"I guess."

"Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to, I swear, I didn't know. I—"

"Carls, Carls! Calm down! I know that it's... you know... but there's more than that. We've been having a very complicated love. The thing happened to you two just opened my eyes that it's not really working out between us."

"I'm really sorry."

"It's okay."

"No. It's not okay. This is all my fault. I have to get you back together."

"Carly no!" she coughed when she yelled.

"Why not? This is all my fault. I know it. And it's my job to fix this. I ruined your perfect relationship."

"Carly this is none of your business! Stop meddling! This is our problem, not yours! And it's not your job to fix this. Let fate do its job." Sam yelled.

"Sam? Sam? Where are you? You still there?"


"Let fate do its job!" Sam yelled. Then she hung up and threw her phone accross. Few seconds after her mom barged in her room.

"Sam! What's happening?" she said in a panicked voice.

"Mom! I'm fine!"

"Then why were you yelling?" she said getting calm.

"Nothing. Just got in a little argument with Carly."

"What is it?"

"Nothing."

"You sure." Sam nodded. "Okay, do you want anything?"

"No."

"Okay. Just call me if you want anything."

"Okay." Then her mom left. Sam lied down in her bed and stared at the ceiling for a long time.


Carly put down her phone and went into deep thinking.

'I don't care what Sam says. I have to fix this.' After an hour of thinking, she finally come up with a perfect plan.

She picked her phone and dialled a number. Few rings after, someone picked up.

"Hello?"

"Hey Gibby,"

"Oh, hey Carly! What's up?"

"I've got a perfect plan to get Sam and Freddie back together again."

"What are you talking about?"

"Well, Sam and Freddie dated and they broke up."

"Wait, Sam and Freddie dated?"

"Yeah. Long story, I'll tell you later. Meet me at the Groovy Smoothies in a few."

"Sure. Be there in 10."

"'Kay."


"Okay. So Sam and Freddie broke after you know...you and Freddie?" Gibby clarified.

"Yes..." Carly said sheepishly. "But Sam said they were having a very 'complicated love'"

"What do you mean 'complicated love'?"

"I really don't know."

"So, you think this plan will work?"

"Yes. I have my doubts but I stay positive."

"Okay. When are we going to do this plan?"

"When Sam feels better. She's clearly not feeling well yet since I talked to her an hour ago."

"Okay. Just tell me when, okay?"

"Sure."

"Okay. Carly, I better go now. It's getting pretty late."

"Sure. Don't tell anyone, okay?" Gibby nodded. "Take care"

"Sure." Gibby smiled. "You too." Carly smiled, almost blushing. Almost. Gibby stood up and started walking.

"Gibby." Carly called. Gibby turned around.

"Yeah?"

"Thanks. For helping me. And for being a friend."

"No problem. I'm here for you always." Gibby smiled at her. Carly smiled, and now with a blush. Carly tried to hide her blush. "Bye!" he gave her a last wave and fled the restaurant. After a while, Carly also went back to her own home.


Weekend...

Sam's mom knocked at Sam's room on Saturday morning. When she didn't heard anything she opened it slowly.

"Sam?" she called in a soft tone. When she finally opened it wide, she saw still sleeping peacefully. "Sam..." she said as she walked towards her. She sat down beside her bed and caressed her hair. Then Sam opened her eyes slowly but closed it quickly when she saw a glimpse of the light coming out form her window. Then after a while, she opened it again.

"Mom?"

"Oh. I don't mean to wake you up."

"No, it's okay."

"Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah. I feel better."

"Good."

"Good?"

"'Cause we're meeting Rene's family." Sam groaned.

"Why can't you just meet them by yourself!"

"Sam! You're my daughter. And you'll be Rene's stepdaughter. So, they'll be your stepfamily." Sam groaned again. "Sam. Please. For me."

"Okay, fine."

"Thank you! I promise I'll make it up with you."

"Okay. What time?"

"Lunch."

"Okay. I'll get ready."

"Okay. But come down first for breakfast. No more breakfast in bed. You're getting too lazy."

"I am lazy."

"Yeah. But more lazier."

"That's not a proper grammar mom." Then Sam mentally slapped her face. 'Dang! I'm turning into Freddie. Oh shoot! Fre—Ugh! Stop thinking about Fre—Ugh! Sam, stop saying his name!.'

"I know. 'Cause I'm being exaggerated, 'cause your laziness is exaggerated."

"Whatever." Then her mom left her room.

Sam got up slowly and went to her bathroom to wash her face. After that she went downstairs and surprisingly, she didn't see Rene.

"Hey mom. Where's Rene?"

"Sam, he doesn't live here yet."

"Well, it looks like it. He's always here."

"Well, not always. Just... most of the time. He has a job you know."

"Whatever. What's for breakfast?" Sam sat down in front of the dining table.

"Toast and egg." Her mom said as she served a plate of eggs and plate of toasts.

"Yum." She said in sarcastic tone. Her mom just rolled her eyes.

"You better eat plenty nutritious food. I juiced some tomato juice." She said as she took a glass of tomato juice from the fridge.

"Ew gross!"

"Sam. It's for your own good."

"If it would disgust me, well, it's not good."

"Sam. Tomato juices are delicious."

"For you! But not for me."

"Sam."

"Please don't do this to me."

"Sam."

"Later! I'll drink it LATER!" she lied.

"Okay. Eat up!" Sam obeyed. After few minutes, she's finally done eating.

"Sam, I'm gonna go take a shower. You drink your juice." Then she went upstairs to the bathroom.

"Okay!" she yelled since her mom was running on the stairs. She went back at the kitchen and stared at her tomato juice. She sniffed it a little.

"Nope." she said to herself. "You are still disgusting and I'm never going to drink you." She picked it up and walked at the sink. She spilled the contents of the glass up to the last drop and cleaned the sink so there won't be evidences. She placed her emptied glass on the counter top since it's not her thing to put used dishes in the sink. She went to her room and took a shower.


Sam jumped in surprise when she heard the sound of the honk coming out from outside. She peeked from her window and saw René coming out of his car.

'This guy brings different cars every time he goes here.' Sam thought.

"Sam!" she heard her mom called from downstairs.

"Coming!" she yelled back. She quickly put on her shoes, grabbed her purse and ran downstairs.

"Hey Sam!" René greeted.

"Yo René! Nice wheels." Sam complimented as she pointed his car through the window.

"Thanks. Ready to go?" René asked.

"Yep!" Pam said as she grabbed her purse from the counter.

"Where are we going anyway?" Sam asked as they make their way to the door.

"You'll see." René said. Sam just rolled her eyes. As they make their way through the car, Pam was left to lock the door while Sam and René was ahead.

"So, what's up with you and your Freddie?" René whispered since he knows that Pam still doesn't know about Sam and Freddie.

"Oh that jerk? We broke up." She said like it's no big deal then hopped in the back seat of René's car.

"Wait! What do you mean you broke up?" René asked as he followed Sam.

"Long story." Sam replied. Before René could ask another question, Pam hopped in the car also.

"Let's go!" she said excitingly. Then they drove.

"So mom, have you met René's parents before?" Sam asked, trying to erase René's question in her mind.

"Yeah. But not officially." Her mom replied. "Why are you interested in these things anyway? This morning you won't even want to be here."

"Nothing…"

"Wait till you meet René's little brother." Pam said excitedly.

"A kid? No thanks."

"No. He's the same age as you."

"Really?" Sam said getting excited.

"Yeah."

"Why didn't I met him before?"

"You'll meet him now."

"Good point."


After few minutes of driving René finally pulled over. Sam stepped out of the car and looked at the restaurant in front of her. It looks really fancy. Not her thing.

"Let's go!" her mom said. They walked towards the front entrance of the restaurant. The receptionist that was behind his table smiled at them. Creepily.

"Good afternoon Sir and Madams." the creepy receptionist greeted.

"Yeah. We're here for Mr. And Mrs. Adams." Rene informed.

"I thought he was Italian." Sam whispered.

"His father was American, her mom is Italian." Her mom whispered back.

"Oh."

"Yeah, but he grew up here."

"Right this way please." The receptionist said as he lead the way to their table. They walked towards their table and found a couple of old people whose wearing a formal clothes.

"Mom." René called. The old woman turned around and stood up.

"Oh, hello son." She greeted as she kissed his son on his cheek. The old guy stood up too.

"Oh, son." The guy said.

"Mom, dad, this is Pam." René said as she introduced Pam. Surprisingly, Pam looked clean and a little bit formal.

"Hello." Her mom said as she kissed René's mom and shook the hands of his father. "And this is my daughter Sam." She said as she introduced Sam.

"Hey." Sam said.

"Oh, what a lovely girl." René's mom complimented as she stroked a part of Sam's hair. She bit her lip and tried not to laugh.

'Is this chick blind or something? Me, lovely?' Sam thought.

"Please, sit." They obeyed and sat.

"Hey mom, where's J?" René asked his mom.

'Who the who is J?' Sam thought.

"Oh, he got a call and answered it outside." His mom answered.

"Oh, okay."

Sam couldn't bear the grown up talking around her, so she decided to get out of here.

"Please, excuse me for a moment." She stated, acting like a formal girl as she stood up. Well, she likes René for her mom, so she shouldn't embarrass herself and her mom in front of René's parents.

"Where are you going dear?"

"I'm just going to the restroom." Sam answered as politely as possible.

"Okay then." Sam gave them a small smile and walked away from the table. She went to the restroom and retouched her makeup. After that, she was about to go back to their table but the grown-ups are still talking and the food wasn't there yet so she decided to get some fresh air.

Walking towards the restaurant's entrance, she bumped into someone.

"Oh shoot." She mumbled. 'Cause she almost fell to the ground.

"Oh my! I'm so sorry." A deep voice with a… foreign accent said. Sam looked up and saw a hot, tall, handsome(the list goes on and on) guy, just about her age.

"N-no. I-it's okay." Sam stuttered not taking her eyes off the boy.

"Thank goodness!" the guy said. The guy smiled at her and she blushed.

'Well, it's okay to interact with other guys. Freddork and I are history!' Sam thought as she placed a smirk on her face.

"So, are you heading out?" the guy asked, snapping her out from her trance.

"Uh, what? Uh… yeah, yeah. I was about to but," she looked back at their table and saw the waiter serving their food, and it looks so delicious. "our food is already here."

"Oh, okay." The guy said. "By the way, I'm Josh." He said as he stretch his hand for her to shake it. Sam smiled and took it and shake it.

"Sam."

"That's a lovely name." Sam blushed again.

"Thanks. And I think Josh is a cute name." The guy blushed too.

"So, nice talking to you." Sam said taking her hands off the boy—Josh.

"Nice talking to you too, Sam" Josh said. Sam smiled and went back to their table.

"Sam, there you are. Where have you been?" her mom asked as Sam took a seat.

"Oh, I went to the restroom." Sam answered.

"That long?"

"I met someone."

"Oh okay. But next time, don't talk to strangers."

"Yes, mother." Then they began to eat.

"Oh, where's your brother?" René's mom asked René. René began searching around the room.

"Oh, there he is." René raised his hand and waved it a little. His brother waved back and went to their table. Sam didn't bother to look 'cause she was drowned in the delicious taste of the food in her full plate.

Soon, his brother reached the table.

"Josh, this Pam." René introduced.

"Hello."

"Hello."

"And this is her daughter, Sam." René introduced Sam. Sam looked up and was shocked that she saw the same Josh she met earlier. She quickly wiped her face, there's probably a bbq sauce, but when she looked at the napkin, there's nothing. Thank goodness.

"Sam?" Josh asked.

"H-hey." Sam stuttered again as she gave a shy smile.

"You two know each other?" René asked.

"Nah. We just bumped into each other a while ago." Sam answered. Josh took a seat opposite to Sam.

They continued their lunch. Talked. Talked. About their lives, their future, about the wedding.

Soon, they left. Sam and Josh exchanged phone numbers before leaving.


A/N: That's it for chap 29! Actually this is supposed to be longer, but I cut it there, 'cause it's too long! It will be 5000 or more if I didn't cut it.

And, in the next chapters, Sam would be a little OOC, but I'm trying my best to keep her in character.

And, I'll update pretty soon. I won't promise you anything, 'cause I might break it again.

Sorry again! Please forgive me!

I'm very busy with school work. I just posted it today, instead of weekends, 'cause I missed you guys! I love you!

And I'm working on other stories write now, so maybe I won't update regularly. Actually, I already made the next chapters, I don't know if I could post it, because of my busy schedule! I'll really try.

Oh, by the way. I'm having another dilemma right now. Do you want their graduation(you know, 'cause they're seniors) to before or after Pam's and Rene's wedding? Please tell me your opinion.

Oh, and don't forget you reviews! I really missed receiving reviews! PLeeeeasse!

Peace, Love, Kisses,

Purple Madness