Hey guys, Sorry I haven't updated. I was going to update early but by the time I hit 50 reviewers, I was already done the next chapter of iMessed Up. But no worries, I'll do another some soon. Another reason was because of my wrist. I'm actually typing through the pain right now. This is my second time typing this because my computer froze and deleted it halfway being done. But it's a good thing I write all of my stories before I type. Also, I've been really depressed because my friend passed away a couple of weeks ago.

Another thing, I've been told that I'm writing like a 5th grader. If I am, then I sorry. However, I don't think that I do. If you don't like my stories, then here's a simple solution… Don't read them. I'm not forcing anyone to read my stories. But I am very grateful for my readers. Your reviews make me want to write more. If you like this story then please read my new story "Wish On A Star". Anyway, you guys have been waiting for this chapter for a long time. So review with no flame.

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Sam POV

This is it, I am totally screwed. I hope god can help me lie my way out of this. "Uh… about what Frankie?" Great Sam, way to sound more nervous.

Frankie stood up from the couch. "Sam, you have a problem"

I laughed nervously "No I don't. And what does Freddie have to with any of this?"

"He's the one who brought this problem to my attention." As Frankie said that, Freddie looked up with sadness in his eyes. I know I have failed him.

However, that didn't stop me from being mad at him. "What problem." I glared at Freddie. "You keep mentioning this 'problem'"

"Your eating disorder" Freddie said quietly.

Eating disorder? What the hell are these two idiots talking about? I'm on a diet. I don't have an eating disorder. "What the hell? I don't have an eating disorder."

"Sam, I looked up the symptoms up online, you lie about eating."

"No, I don't"

"Sam, you told me and Carly that your doctor told you to eat healthier, but you never went to the doctors. You lie about saying that you eat breakfast at home but you tell Frankie that I always bring you food. You are constantly working out…"

"To keep in shape" I interrupted.

"Sam let him finish" Frankie said to me.

Freddie continued. "You constantly find yourself ways not to eat."

"That is so not true"

"On our first date, you threw the popcorn. You give Gibby the food I bring you at times, and yes I know about that. When I asked you to be my girlfriend, you knocked over the food. At lunch lately you have been saying that you have had a big breakfast so you wouldn't eat lunch. You even lied to my mother saying that you had a big lunch, and then you tell me that you didn't like her cooking. And then there's the dance. You told me that Germy sneezed on your cupcakes, but when I talked to him, he told me he didn't even speak to you."

"And this goes on at home too." Frankie spoke. "You purposely get into fights with Aunt Sarah so you would go to bed without eating dinner."

"Do you know how stupid you two sound?" I yelled.

Freddie stood up. 'You temper is another thing that has to deal with this. It's a symptom. Carly told me about what happened during your run."

"I have always been angry"

"Not how Carly described it. And you even fainted tonight on iCarly."

"I told you already that…"

"Sam, your mom isn't even home. She's out of town. So your mom couldn't have made you sick."

I have never felt more hurt and attacked in my life. "It's just a diet. It's no big deal you bunch of babies."

"Sam you're killing yourself" Freddie said walking over to me.

"This is all YOUR fault" I yelled at Freddie. "You just couldn't let it go?" Tears started running down my face. "You were supposed to be happy. I was going to be skinny. I was going to be skinny like Carly." I yelled.

"Sam, I don't care about Carly." Freddie said looking into my eyes.

"I just couldn't face him. I closed my eyes and shook my head. "No, I'm fat and she's skinny." I started to cry harder.

Freddie grabbed my shoulders. "Sam, I love you and only you. And you're far from fat, you're perfect." Freddie eyes started to tear up. He put his hand on my cheeks and kissed me softly. "Sam, I love you so much. I don't want to see you hurting yourself." Freddie said pulling me into a tight hug.

"No, no, NO!" I pushed Freddie away and slapped him. "If you loved me, you would have let me do this." I stepped away from Freddie. "We're over, you hurt me. You betrayed me. I never want to see you again Benson." I turned away and ran upstairs.

I went to my room and locked the door. How could they do this to me? I don't have a problem. See, this is why I kept this a secret. I knew they wouldn't understand. I hate them, I hate all of them.

I just sank to the floor. My world is crashing around me. I can just feel it. It's crumbling and I can't stop it.

I was so wrapped up in my thoughts that I didn't notice that Frankie and Freddie had entered my room. My eyes stare up towards them. "How the hell did you get in my room" I yelled.

Frankie took a step forward toward me. "You forgot that I was the one who taught you how to pick a lock."

"And I thanked you for that; now get out." I pointed to the door.

Frankie sighed. "Sam you need help"

"No, what I need is to be alone. So get out Frankie." I saw Freddie standing behind him. "And you. I thought I told you that I never want to see you again." I said yelling at Freddie.

Freddie started to walk towards me. "I'm not going to leave you."

I stood up and started to pace. I can't deal with this right now. "Just get out" I said quietly.

"I'm not leaving" Why the hell does Freddie have to be so damn difficult and hardheaded.

I smirked. "Fine" I walked to my closet. "Then you don't mind helping me with your stuff." I took out a couple of clothes out of my closet. "Take your shirts and hoodie" I threw them towards him. I walked over to my desk and threw a hug box set at him but he ducked. "Take back your stupid Galaxy Wars DVDs."

"Sam stop doing this." Freddie yelled

I just ignored his demands. "And finally take this" I went under my bed and took out a big hardcover photo album. "I don't want any memories of you." And with all the strength in my body, I threw it at Freddie's head.

I watched Freddie go down to the ground and my heart sank. Frankie kneeled down as I ran towards Freddie and got on the ground next to him. I had tears running down my face for what felt like the millionth time tonight. I just keep hurting the people who care about me. I was just angry; I didn't want to hurt him.

Freddie's forehead was turning red and the corner of his eye was bleeding. Must have been from the corner of the album. "Freddie wake up" He didn't' respond. I put my hands on his cheeks and started wiping the blood with my thumb. "Please, I'm so sorry, we're not over. I didn't mean it. I promise I'll get help." Still nothing. I turned to Frankie. "Bring me and ice pack and those butterfly band aids." (A/N: yes they are really called that)

"Kay," Frankie got up and headed downstairs.

I looked back down at Freddie. I felt horrible. I know I need help. "Freddie please wake up" I sniffed. I hear Frankie enter the room. He hands me the ice pack and the first aid kit. I wiped the blood away with the alcohol wipe and put the white butterfly band aid on it. I put a cloth around the ice pack and felt someone grab my hand. I look and see it was Freddie. A smile grew on my face. "Oh my gosh Freddie"

Freddie sat up and rubbed his head. "What happened?"

I placed the ice pack on his forehead. "I am so sorry. I got mad and threw the photo album at your head. I didn't want to hurt you." Oh great, more tears.

"Sam, you need help." Freddie said putting his hands on my cheeks.

I nodded as my eyes started to water. "Okay" I said quietly.

Frankie walked to us. "I'll get the phonebook."

I knew my life was about to change… again.

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How did you guys like it? Dramatic right? Well don't worry, it's far from over. Just because Sam is going to get help, doesn't mean more problems won't come into her life. I was actually going to make this chapter longer but thought it would be better to end the chapter there. Well keep reviewing and follow me on twitter Kpfan72491. And don't forget to read "Wish On A Star". Well until next time.