Don't own iCarly.
Figured since that STUPID episode brought me down in the dumps, I might as well write a sad FanFiction. To bring you all down with me ;]
She sighed a let down sigh. All that hard work. Torturing Freddie, making fun of his "Puppy dog" crush on Carly.
I can't believe I never considered… Sam let her thoughts trail off and sighed a disappointed sigh.
"AAH!" Spencer shouted. Sam just looked at him and said, "Can we please just time out for right now?"
He looked disappointed and walked back to his building.
Sam continued to think of what was happening.
She tore the branches off her head and looked at the caution sign on the road, where the wreckage from the other day was still being roped off.
She felt tears in her eyes but shrugged it all off.
She knew the only reason Carly wanted him all of the sudden, was because she thought he was a hero. Which Sam might've supposed he was. She just didn't want it to hurt so badly.
She was glad Carly was rescued, but her heart broke thinking of the post results.
Maybe there should be a segment on the show called iHate When Everything Goes Wrong with Your Plans and Your Life Becomes a Miserable Mess. Sam thought maliciously.
He sure wouldn't have risked his stupid neck to save me. But anything for Carly.
Sam's feet moved forward to who knows where, as she was lost in thought.
As she snapped to reality she realized she had no idea where she was, or how she wound up there.
It felt as though she had been walking for hours, and it most certainly she had been. That's why it was a shock to realize she was on the small walk out area of the shays' apartment, and she realized that from an angle she could see inside the studio.
She was remarkably fascinated by this. She peered through the studio and looked at all of the trinkets that had been placed there through the years.
She smiled at each individual memory of her and Freddie…And Carly.
She sighed. It was just no use. she was abruptly shaken to reality as she noticed Freddie, on what had to have been his first venture out bed, emerge from the elevator with Carly in his arms. Sam's heart suddenly felt like someone was squeezing it with all of their strength.
She choked back a sob and continued to watch against her own will. But she just couldn't look away. She saw him throw his crutches to the side and engulf Carly in his willing arms that should've been holding her.
She saw Carly make the first move to kiss him. Passionately.
It tore and sickened Sam to know that he was happy with another girl. Deep down she knew that he wouldn't want someone like her.
No. One. Ever. Did.
She felt tears stream down her cheeks, and she turned and walked down the stairs until the apartment was out of sight.
!!!!Back at the Shay's!!!!
Spencer closed the kitchen curtain as he saw Sam's retreating form trudge down the stairs.
He always had suspected that she cared for Freddie. But seeing her cry for him was simply not Sam. He knew he shouldn't bring it up to her, and he knew how she must feel.
He sighed loudly before calling up the stairs, "Carly! Freddie! Come on down and I'll make you a romantic meal of Spaghetti tacos!" he heard them laugh at his attempt for romance.
He sighed and started boiling noodles. He moved the plate he usually set for Sam to the cupboard, and decided to pretend like he didn't know anything was wrong.
Well, maybe Carly will meet a jock…