Hidden Behind My Secrets

Don't Own iCarly...I wish.

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Days and weeks passed it was easy to anyone to know that something was off. Something was different. He seemed to drift so easily and forget everything that was said and done. Moments passed where it seemed almost too unreal like he was a statute in this real world and only lived like a robot that would come alive when you clicked the magic switch of on and off. When he was awake and fully aware of the outside surroundings he would get ticked off with any comment and attack there was nothing playful, nothing happy, no emotion. He lived in his separate world where he would drift off during most periods of his daily life, his grades slipped, his appearance changed, his attitude became difficult, and he became a shell. He wasn't Freddie and I know what I need to do to figure out answers.

"Sam don't its wrong," Carly stated as she sat down on the couch.

I shrugged, "right, wrong; I get the two confused all the time."

"Sam, I know you want to help but—" I cut her off.

"But what we should stand by continue with our happy lives while his goes down the drain? What are we suppose to do?" I sat down beside her.

"I don't know but, he isn't hiding anything, I know it."

"Carly that is stupid, he is hiding something. You don't just snap and turn your life upside down when you have to take a tic bath, which is like a regular thing for him. It should happen with a big comment or a push that makes him fall over the edge. I need to figure it out so just let me—"

"No! Sam you can't just go around stalking the kid hoping to get some answer, he will get more pissed off and separate from us completely," Carly burst into tears. "I don't know what to do," she leaned on me as her quit sobs shook her body.

"Carly, I don't know either." I glanced at Spencer bedroom door, silently begging him to come. I can't handle tears especially Carly's.

"I need to do this Carls, I promise you he won't know I'm there, he won't get hurt and neither will I."

"Sam, promise me—"

"I can't promise you anything,"

"Never mind," she got up and trudged to her bedroom.

I sat waiting for a few minute hoping Carly would come back. I needed to convince her I don't want to sneak behind her back. Carly finally came down the stairs and soon after Spencer left his bedroom. We sat on the couch, trying to think of something but, everything always centered on Freddie and we didn't want to bring him up.

The front door burst open. "FREDDIE!" we all yelled at once.

"What?" He walked in and sat on the couch.

"Freddie?" we stared at him, you couldn't really look away; his shiny brown hair was now jet black and straightened down. He was wearing skinny jeans and converse. He was not Freddie.

"Umm, you look different," Spencer spoke up after a few minutes of silence.

Freddie rolled his eyes, "Sure whatever,"

"Are you stupid?" I decided to just ask.

"No, what kind of stupid question is that?"

"One everyone is asking," Carly and Spencer took off to the kitchen knowing this was going no where good.

"Freddie what are you doing to yourself?"

"Nothing, what are you doing? Planning your funeral, cause that's where this conversation is leading," he responded with venom in every word.

A threat, he doesn't want us to know something. "Are you threatening me?" I knew the answer but I wanted him to tell me.

"Wow, you are stupid," he chuckled. "I'm out of here,"

"Oh, no your not," Spencer ran to the door and Carly ran to the back door blocking his only exists. "Tell us!" I yelled pushing him back down on the couch.

"I can easily hurt you, don't make me hit a girl," he stated.

"We want to help you,"

"Well don't, will you leave me alone,"

"No!" Spencer yelled.

"Shut up Spencer,"

"No, you think you are doing something good your hurting everyone and yourself, you are turning to an ass and even your mom thinks you are going crazy," oh no Spencer is going to far. "I don't even know you, no one does. It's like you have some thing telling you how to change and to live." Shut up Spencer, I was silently calling him, he wasn't getting the message. "You believe we should stop caring while you go off and ruin you life that you have a lot of potential in doing well. Your future now is getting worse, what do you—" Spencer was cut off from a punch in the face.

"Shut up Spencer," he kneed him in the stomach and Spencer fell to the ground. Carly ran over to help Spencer as Freddie ran out the door. I turned to Carly, she nodded. That's a yes. I ran after him.

I followed him as he went through many alleys; I was surprised at the boy's stamina he still didn't stop running. I watched him as he met up with some guy and started a hushed conversation; I only could catch few a words.

"Matt...So...He is...he wouldn't have left...he knows...I don't care," who is he talking about. I stared at the two boys while they argued. Matt has tall, blond hair, green eyes, hot. Matt fell to the ground it took me a while to process the fact that Freddie punched him. Matt, wait I know that name it's from the phone call from before.

Flashback: (Chapter 1)

"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

End Flashback.

"Freddie! What the hell are you doing?"Matt yelled, Freddie kicked him repeatedly in his stomach and the only thing I could do was watch.

Freddie ran down the alley and I ran to Matt, I didn't know him but, he knew something was with Freddie; looked like he was trying to stop him to and I had to make sure he was okay.

"Matt, Matt," I shook his shoulder and got no response. I checked his pulse; it was there he was just knocked out. I debated on staying but, I had to follow Freddie. I got up and left Matt on the ground. Feeling guilty I called Carly and told her where he was. Freddie ran down the dark street making me realise it was 3am I was not even stupid enough to be out this late, things happen. I followed close, behind if I was going to get hurt Freddie would hear, he would help, right? My phone started ringing and it was Carly.

"Hey Carls,"

"Where are you it's 3am"

"I need to follow him, I'll be back by 7 for sure,"

"No Sam come now, you might get hurt we'll pick you up,"

"No," I hung up and noticed Freddie stopped.

I looked around; nothing was close by, maybe he was waiting for someone to show up. I squinted my eyes and noticed he was in front of a door. He knocked slightly and the door flew open.

WHAT! Out of all people out of every single person on this forsaken planet he went to him, the person who hurt him the most. The one who's probably changing him, how? He probably thinks it's just a game playing with his mind, Freddie doesn't just take orders he need explanations. Freddie knows what's right, what's wrong yet he follows this bastards teachings. Something is making him do this. He grabbed Freddie from his collar said something and Freddie nodded, not one word came out of his mouth he agreed with no explanation just like that. Why would he listen to...?

To who? Cliff hanger seemed best place to end the chapter! Need Idea's. Do you know who it is leave comment or video respon— wait it's not youtube! Review and if your guess is right I'll tell if you want :P I'll try Update more often but i am busy with School.

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