iSurrogate
(Sam's POV)
To tell you the truth, today petrifies me. The thought of having a person grow inside of you for 9 months really is scary. I'm glad that I'm 26 and this won't be my kid. When the time comes for me to be a mom, at least I'll know what I'm in for. I was eating some crackers. My stomach didn't feel too good when I woke up this morning. Carly and Gibby were standing in the room with me as I was in my hospital gown laying on the table.
"Ready?" Carly asked while rubbing my leg. Gibby stood next to her.
"As ready as I'll ever be." I chuckled nervously. Dr. Carlson came in a second later and snapped his gloves on.
"Ready Sam?"
"Yeah, but I need to talk to you privately before we begin."
"Of course." Carly and Gibby both gave me a kiss on the cheek.
"Good luck hun, see you in a bit." Carly said as she ruffled my hair.
...
I walked out feeling a bit...relieved, to say the least. Looking down at my stomach, I smiled. Carly and Gibby were both pacing outside as I came out.
"How'd it go?" Carly asked as she gripped my arm.
"Good. Your bun is in my oven cooking right now." I joked.
"How do you feel?" Gibby asked.
"I dunno. But I can say with no doubt that I am pregnant. It's one of those things that I can just tell." Carly squeeled and hugged my tightly.
"Carls. You're killing the pregnant woman."
"Sorry!" She released.
"C'mon guys. Let's celebrate with some virgin martini's at my place."
...
(3 months later)
I had the day off work so I decided to go bug Fredtard at his new apartment. He didn't have work this week anyway. I barged into his apartment, which was unlocked, just like I did when Carly lived in bushwall plaza. Freddie was playing with his old camera that we use to shoot iCarly with.
"Hey, they have this new invention called knocking. You ever heard of it?" He asked me irritatedly.
"Hey, they have this new invention called a cup. You wearing one?" I smugly smirked at him.
"No." He spoke softly.
"So unless you want the pregnant lady to turn you into a gelding, I suggest shoving it."
"So, you're actually pregnant?" He set his camera down and sat next to me on the couch.
"Yeah, took a test. And if I remember correctly from the portion of math class I actually remembered, a plus sign means I'm pregnant."
"Well, I think you're doing a great thing for Carly and Gib."
"Yeah, totally..." There was an awkward silence before Freddie said something.
"Want a smoothie?"
"Sure. You makin'?"
"Yeah, I got a smoothie buddy from a co-worker of mine back in New York. Strawberry?"
"With soy please. I figure I'll eat healthier now that I'm knocked up." I heard him laugh from the kitchen. I clutched my stomach and lurched forward.
"You ok?" He ran over and sat next to me on the couch.
"Yeah, something just isn't agreeing with me. Are you cooking chicken?"
"Yeah, I have some chicken alfredo in the oven. Why?"
"Well, I think my morning sickness might be starting up. Everytime I smell meat I feel the urge to barf."
"I'll get you a bucket and throw out the chicken." He jumped up as I started coughing again. He came with the bucket just in time. My guts emptied into it as he stroked my back. Freddie was usually incredibly squemish around people who threw up.
"Doesn't this bother you?" I spat into the bucket and drank the cup of water he brought over.
"Nah, in college you see a lot of people throwing up at parties. Here, lay down." I slid my legs onto the couch and rested my head on a pillow.
"Benson was a party boy, huh? Why didn't I hear about this earlier?"
"I wasn't. Unless you count driving to parties, watching people getting wasted then driving their drunk asses home as partying."
"Not the answer I was expecting."
"Yeah..." Another awkward pause until I spoke up.
"Hey, remember what we talked about the weekend you came back?"
"Yeah?"
"Well, I meant what I said."
"Sam, please. Just consider what I told you."
"I can't. It's too hard, for us."
"That's why we did what we did, I know. But if you'd just reconsider-"
"Freddie, I can't. Especially not now."
"Is there anything that could change your mind?"
"Time. And that's it. Nothing you say or do can convince me otherwise."
"Ok, at least you're being honest."
"I'm glad you understand."
"But you know it'd be our last chance to-"
"I know the circumstances of if I say yes. I also know the circumstances of if I say no. Believe me, nothing's set in stone yet."
"Ok. On a different subject, how's living alone and pregnant going?"
"Horribly, I can't do it much longer."
"Where do you think you'll go."
"I have no idea. But it's definitely not going to be with Carly and Gibby. Last time I lived there I couldn't sleep. Their walls are super thin and Carly's a screamer." I shuddered at the thought of living there again. I'm scarred for life because of their little naked ringtoss game.
"Ok, being vague didn't work obviously. Live here with me."
"Y-you're serious?" I stuttered.
"Yeah. It'll give us a chance to bond more especially after...you know."
"I know. Are you sure we're not just screwing ourselves over more by doing this?"
"Even if we are, why not try it?"
"Fine, I'll start moving in this week."