Hidden Behind My Secrets

Don't Own iCarly...I wish.

Was bored so here's the 2nd Chapter.

"What's going on?" I explained the story to Carly and Spencer. They were also shocked.

It was obvious to me, Sam Puckett, Carly Shay, Spencer Shay, and Marissa Benson that everything was going to change because Freddie snapped, and it was going nowhere good.

Time passed after the Freddie incident Carly and I were sitting on the couch watching Girly Cow while Spencer was in his room working on a sculpture made of socks.

"Carly! Samantha!" Only one person called me Samantha.

"Mrs. Benson? What's wrong?" Carly asked staring intently at Mrs. Benson; I was glued to the T.V.

"What's going on?" Spencer asked running out of his room with a sock stuck to his elbow.

"Freddie's not home!" She screamed frantically, I glanced at the clock 11:00 pm the dork should be home.

"What!" Carly stood up and took out her cell. We all listened in while his cell was ringing.

"Hello?"

"Freddie!" Carly screamed. "Where are you?"

"Out, why?"

"Where? Come home now!" Carly took over Mrs. Benson. Mrs. Benson was now pacing around the room.

"Hmm, nah I'm cool where I am," "Who's on the phone?"

"Who was that? Where are you? Freddie!" Carly was now just rambling. Spencer and I were still attached to Carly's phone.

"My friend, I'm at a place, Carly."

Mrs. Benson yanked the phone out of Carly's grip. "Listen Mister, you better come home—"

"Shut up mom, I'll be home in a few hours or something just leave me alone, pass the phone to Sam,"

To me why? Why to me? "Yes,"

"Sam, maybe they will listen to you, tell them to leave me alone and that I'll be home by tomorrow, tell them no to worry...much and I'll be fine, tell my mom to screw herself."

"Listen Freddie, I know your trying to be cool and all but drop the act where are you? School?" Freddie doesn't do this he reads books and tries to figure out cures for cancer.

"Whatever makes you happy Princess," Princess WTF. "Freddie get off the fuckin' phone, Matt's waiting in the front with—" Freddie blocked the phone with something so I missed whatever his friend was saying.

"What was that? Answer me or I will find you and you will—"

"Sam stop acting tough I gotta go,"

"Wait Fred—"

Beep, Beep, Beep

I turned back to face Spencer, Carly and Mrs. Benson. "He hung up on me; he said he'll be back by tomorrow and not to worry,"

"My baby, where is he!?" Mrs. Benson screamed she now had tears running down her face. I didn't want to care, but for some strange reason I was.

"He'll be fine he's not stupid, he can take care of himself," I walked up to the iCarly studio with Carly trailing behind. Spencer was probably trying to stop Mrs. Benson from calling the swat team...Should we call the police?

"Carls," I turned around causing her to bump into me.

"Yea, sorry,"

"Should we call the police?"

Carly sat down on her bean bag chair and pondered the thought. "No, if he isn't back by tomorrow we call, it seems like he wants to be there so leave him."

"Carly! Sam!" Spencer yelled. We rushed downstairs to see Mrs. Benson on the phone.

"Who is she calling?"

"Cops," I started choking, again. "What why?"

"She's worried for him," Spencer stated.

We waited for a few minutes, silence was all there was Mrs. Benson stopped talking to the cops and was now waiting patiently on the couch. After an hour we heard knocks on the door. Mrs. Benson raced to answer it to see two cops and Freddie talking to them.

"Freddie!" Carly yelled running to hug him.

"Where was he?" Spencer asked.

The cop rolled his eyes, "He was on Main and King Street talking to some friends," he sighed.

Freddie broke free of his Carly's grasp and rolled his eyes.

"Was there drugs, beer, kni—"

The cop interrupted Mrs. Benson. "There was nothing there, they were just talking,"

"Oh," we all sighed in relief.

"We must be on our way we have other things to deal with," the 2nd cop stated. "More important things," the first muttered hoping no one would hear. I looked around only I heard.

"Thank you officers," Mrs. Benson said politely.

"Over-protective parents," the 2nd cop muttered walking away. I slammed the door shut.

"Freddie, you better explain," Spencer said.

"Explain what? I was talking with my friends, do you want me to write about our conversation topics,"

"No, why didn't you just tell us where you were," Carly said sitting down beside him.

"I'm not 5 I'm 16, I am not an idiot."

"Benson," I said walking towards him.

"Ugh, I'm going home, it's across the hall and I'll be in my room, I thought I should point that out so you guys don't call the cops again."

"Freddie," Mrs. Benson said.

"Mom I said it before so I'll say it again, screw you, just leave me alone," he stormed off and slammed the door twice.

I sighed, "I think we over reacted,"

"Yea, wait Sam, you care?" Carly said.

"No it's just that, the guy across the hall isn't Freddie it's an asshole."

"Yea," Spencer said. We stood in silence.

"I'm going home," Mrs. Benson said to no one in particular.

"K," I went to the fridge and noticed I wasn't hungry.

Carly glanced at her watch, "It's 3 am, and I'm going to bed,"

Spencer nodded his head in agreement and went to his room. I sat on the couch waiting for Carly to call me like she always does because she thinks I'm raiding her fridge. I sat there staring at the door recurring the events over and over in my head, thinking of everything that was happening. What made Freddie snap? Where did he turn to? What friends? Those A/V nerds have bedtimes at 6pm. I asked my self several questions until I fell asleep.

Weird Chapter right I had to add the cops it made it more...random. Need ideas! Wonder what the secret is!!! Sam Cares!

Might update soon!

R&R

Peace V