Authors Note: I'm soooo sorry about the delay! It's a long story that involves a cheap ass laptop and a new relationship that's just starting. Anyway here's chapter 4 XD
Marissa Benson's POV
I can't drink until Freddie leaves. If he knew his mother was an alcoholic he'd be devastated. I just don't want to remember how my husband Jeff died. It's all my fault. And I remember that day like it was yesterday…Flashback- Jeff and Freddie had left to go to the store 2 hours ago. I was sooo mad at Jeff for what he did. Last night we had a fight regarding what some whore as I call her told me. She said her and Jeff had sex earlier that day. He denied ever doing that but I didn't believe him. So the minute Jeff took Freddie to the store I hired a person to rob Jeff at the plaza and wave a fake gun around. I didn't know it was a real gun until I saw Jeff on the ground bleeding and dying. I called 911 but when I came back I saw Freddie crying on the ground next to his dead father. Oh god what had I done?! All I remember anymore is me comforting Freddie and then getting drunk which is how I became an alcoholic. The rest is history. Flashback Over- "it's all my fault. I'm the reason Jeff's dead. I took Freddie's dad away from him. I never meant for that to happen" I mumble to myself. I can't take it I need a drink. "Freddie! I'm going out for a while! I'll call you when I'm getting ready to come home!" I yell so Freddie can hear me from his room "ok mom! See yah later!" "I need a double drink" I mumbled to myself as I closed the apartment door.
Freddie's POV
"Freddie I'm going out for a while! I'll call you when I'm getting ready to come home!" I hear my mom yell. "Ok mom! See yah later!" I yell. God why can't Carly hurry up? Well I might as well work on something while I wait. Uhm…ok I'm admitting that I love Sam. Ewww what's wrong with me? I'm going to right her a letter.
Dear Sam,
Uhm this is hard for me and you should know this better than anyone. I uhm….love you. Now you're probably thinking I mean love you like a mean twin sister but that's not what I mean. You also probably think I mean like a friend but I wanna be more than friends. I love everything about you. Your personality, how you stick up for your friends, I even love how you don't know what 52 equals. I love your eyes and your blonde hair, and everything else about you. You probably don't feel the same way about me but I hope you have the heart to tell me how you feel and don't try to make a fool outta me.
Love,
Freddie
No I can't give this to her. If I do that I'll make a fool of myself and nothing would ever be the same. I think all of this as I mark all the words out and throw the letter away. Uhg! What is Carly doing? I'll just text her again.
Carly's POV
I completely forgot that I told Freddie I would text him when I'm done "getting ready". I would've kept on forgetting if it hadn't been for a text Freddie sent me.
To: Carly
From: Freddie
Hey so I know you said you'd text me when you're ready but I was just wondering if you were ready and just forgot about me Dx. It's cool if you did it wouldn't be the 1st time that's happened to me.
Awe! Poor Freddie, I was completely side tracked. "Hey Sam, now that you're done I'm gonna invite Freddie over" "No Carly! Please don't invite Freddie over please" "Sam I can't not invite him he's going through a rough time" "fine. Imma see you later to plan iCarly" "k bye" I said as she slammed the door. Imam let Freddie know he can come over.
I tried to make this longer than my others since I haven't been on in a while. So I'll try to make the next 1 even longer and I plan on posting a lot tonight to make it up to you guys. Hey see that blue button no not the one that says sub sandwich no the one that says review. Press there you go just press it. it won't bite…..