Author's Note: Well… this is a little… sad? Sort of.
Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly. Dan does though. Funny story.
RANDOM SHOTS
This is my apology.
You smile and you laugh, like it's some big joke.
It was like you purposely enjoyed humiliating me in front of our classmates, friends and school teachers.
I know, you're a dork and I'm not supposed to like you. In some ways it's forbidden.
I cry, for the second time in my life. Because everyone points at me, reminding me of my one huge mistake.
Why do you blend in with the crowd? Why can't you hear my side of the story?
I want to curl up, in a ball and die. Alone. The pain is too much. I can't take it and your grin, it's sick.
It makes me sick knowing you'll never know what really happened two nights ago.
Candles, rose petals, a nice dinner. Memories. He was nice, and I thought we'd be together forever.
No. It wasn't meant to be.
You told everyone a dirty little lie, you spilled it to anyone and everyone.
Just listen, and I'll tell you the truth. Everything. Every single excruciating detail, if that's what you want.
Please stop spreading rumors about me. Because, I, Samantha Puckett, am not strong. Inside, I'm weak.
I walk away, but the chatter gets louder. I hear my heart pounding through my ears. Not stopping.
I know, I've made your life in past hell. To put it politely.
I'm sorry.
