Hidden Behind My Secrets

Don't Own iCarly...I wish.

Next Chapter! Thanks for the ideas musicluvr1221, what lurks beneath, and scoobygang101. Thanks for the supportive reviews x]

"Yes, I am perfectly fine," he pushed past us and went down the sidewalk; he was almost out of view when he collapsed.

As soon as we saw him hit the ground we sprinted after him. Carly flipped open her cell phone and called Spencer and 911. I checked a pulse, there was one but barley. I tried to wake him up but, nothing worked. I heard the ambulance coming down the street then I realised I was crying, I looked over at Carly. She looked dead, wouldn't you? Both her best friends were at the hospital during the past 2 hours.

"Carly, it'll be okay," she burst into tears and cried on my shoulder.

(A/N: I'm going to skip the whole in the ambulance part, Carly just cries and Sam comforts her.)

We sat in the waiting room anxiously; I was pacing up and down the hallway I just dragged Carly down 30 minutes ago.

"Hey you're that girl in room 23b," stupid doctor recognized me.

"NO!" I shoved him and he just scurried down the hall. Soon Spencer and Mrs. Benson burst through the doors.

"Where's my Freddie?" Mrs. Benson cried.

"I don't know, he just collapsed," I answered, my voice cracking.

She sat down beside Carly and Spencer as I paced around glancing at the clock every 2 seconds.

"Fredward Benson," my head shot up and I ran towards the doctor, fear was in his eyes.

"What happened?" he glanced down at the clipboard.

"Only Famil—" I pushed him back.

"Tell me, or so help me I will—"

Carly pulled me back and nodded; Mrs. Benson rushed past us and followed behind the doctor.

"Carly he would have let me through!" I turned to face her dead expression.

"No he would have been dead. Mrs. Benson will tell us," she sighed.

Before I could answer the doctor came back, "Mrs. Benson ordered for you to come," I smirked at his scared expression and trailed behind Carly and Spencer.

We stood in front of the door to Freddie's room, afraid of what we might find. I sighed and opened the door. Immediately I heard Spencer suck in a sharp breath and Carly's sobs start again. I just could stare, at the helpless boy. His bruises were still blue and some were purple but, that didn't make the situation better.

The doctor cleared his throats he entered the room making all the attention turn to him. "Freddie is going to be fine," Mrs. Benson, sighed in relief. "He should wake up soon. He has some morphine in his system, so he will be a little loopy. (A/N: I have no idea if morphine makes you loopy, let's just say it does.) Even in the situation I had to smile, that's how Carly found out we kissed. An idea flashed through my mind if I told my secret, he might.

"Mrs. Benson, Spencer could me and Carly have a few moments with Freddie?" I asked in my most sincere voice.

Mrs. Benson pondered the thought, "tell me if he wakes up," she managed to say between her soft cries. Spencer just nodded and followed after her when she left. When they were gone I turned to face Carly.

"When he wakes up instead of calling Mrs. Benson, we ask him what's going on," I smirked.

"Yea but—"

"Hi!" Freddie waved with a smile.

"Hey," I was happy, he was loopy and the same as he was before.

"Freddie," Carly sighed and smiled at him.

"Well I have to go," he started getting up when I pushed him down.

"Why?"

"I just do," he shrugged.

"Freddie, who did this to you?" I popped the question, hoping for a quick answer.

"Ugh,"

"Freddie you can tell us," Carly said.

"Nuh uh! He said it was a secret."

"Who did?"

"My dad," he sucked in a breath. "Oops,"

"Why is he doing this?"

He rubbed his eyes and flashed the smile I missed so much. "Oh no,"

"What?" Carly stepped towards him.

"I forgot," he laughed. "I'm going to sleep," he smiled.

"No! Tell us why he is doing this and why you're letting him,"

"He said he would hurt everyone I know, and if he makes me act like how I am acting now I can move in with him after my mom kicked me out. Which is something she would do if I kept bitching at her; if I moved in with him he could do whatever he wanted with me."

"Freddie you can't just let him beat—"

"Shhh," he smiled. "It's a secret don't tell Sam, Carly or anyone," he flashed me a smirk and went to sleep.

I felt like crying, he was so happy. As soon as he fell asleep Carly held me back.

"Don't do anything, wait until he gets up."

I nodded, it was like 6am and we were up all night. I sat on a chair beside Freddie's bed and fell asleep with Freddie's steady heartbeat from the monitor.

Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep, Beep.

I woke up to the fast heart rate monitor and turned to face Freddie. Carly went home and decided for her own safety not to wake me.

"Freddie?" I walked over to him.

"Dad...I'm sorry...Don't hurt them." His heart rate was quickened even more and a doctor came rushing in.

"He's having a nightmare." The doctor shook him lightly and his eyes shot open and quickly scanned the room.

"Freddie you okay?!"

"Yea, what happened?"

"You don't remember," same thing happened to me.

"Nope, well, I got to go." He glanced at the time and shot out of bed. "its 10o'clock!' he ran for the door until the doctor stopped him.

"Freddie you can't leave," the doctor stated.

Freddie pushed the doctor out of the way and raced down the hall.

"Freddie!" I ran after him while I sent texts to Carly telling her to catch Freddie at the park. Where he was in fact running to.

"Leave me alone!" he screeched.

"No," after running for a few minutes the park came into view.

"Freddie help!" I screamed. He turned giving me all his attention, so Spencer was able to grab him from behind. Freddie was tall but will never be as tall as Spencer; so Spencer easily lifted him of the ground.

"Let me go!" he thrashed around but, he was weak. Spencer had a good hold on Freddie so he couldn't get free. Carly and I just watched as Freddie tried to hit Spencer or, even us in any possible way.

"Are you done?" Carly asked.

"LET GO!" he screamed it was easy to see his punches getting weaker and how Spencer was relieved. He would be full of bruises.

"Freddie, just stop; Spencer is not letting you go anytime soon!" I yelled.

"Stop yelling at me!" he screamed back.

"No! What the hell is wrong with you?" I screamed.

"Tell Me!" Carly yelled.

"Stop it!" he screeched.

"You stop it! Tell us!" Carly and I yelled in unison.

"We need to know!" Spencer yelled in his ear. I was shocked Spencer had the strength to hold him still.

"Stop yelling at me!"

"Why the fuck do you care if we yell! Just answer the question before I hurt you, or I will have to resort to hurting everyone if you don't tell me!" I screamed.

"Yea, because I doubt you will be able to tell us with no teeth!" Carly yelled. I was surprised violence was never her thing but, it seemed to suit her in a weird way.

"Stop it! Stop it!" he stopped fighting Spencer and was just yelling at us.

I took a step towards him and grabbed his collar. "Do it or I will hurt you so much that Spencer will feel it," I smirked.

Freddie's eyes widened and then he...cried.

"Freddie?" I whispered. I let go of his collar and stepped back surprised. Spencer just let go of Freddie as we all stared at him. We thought he would beat someone up not cry. We stared for a few minutes as he sat on the ground and cried in his hands. I dragged Carly and Spencer aside.

"I'll talk to him you guys go and tell his mom," they nodded their heads and ran to Bushwell Plaza.

"Freddie I'm sorry," I sat down beside him.

He looked up forcing me to see his sadness, which in some odd way broke my heart. "It's just that you said the same things my dad said to me," his voice cracked as he tried to keep it together. I thought of the words I said and knew it was something his dad would say to him.

"Look Freddie this must be hard but, I know," I had to tell him now.

"You what?"

"When you woke up from the morphine they gave you, you told me and Carly everything. About how and why your dad is doing this,"

"What time is it?" I expected something different.

"11am why?" he shot up.

"My dad wanted to see me at 8 am."

"You're going back?"

"I have to,"

"Okay, but what is he going to do to you?"

He smiled sadly, "I don't know," he turned and ran towards the same alley way, where he was with his dad before. As soon as he was out of sight I pulled out my cell phone.

"Hello, Seattle police department,"

Don't you just love my cliffness I have like no homework this week so I can write a lot. I was going to write a Remembrance Day story but decided to write this instead.

I need ideas for more Seddie I promised that and all I have is Freddie's life going down a spiral.

Need ideas for next Chapter I have writer's block for that!

R&R

Peace V