Chapter 7 (Freddie's POV)
I was so not excited to see Nora again. Carly came to Sam's house two hours early and gave me some clothes she brought. Sam told me I smelled and I needed a shower. So I took a shower and put on the new clothes Carly brought me. Carly had also picked up a toothbrush. I know this sounds kind of stupid for a guy, but I was so glad when I got to take a shower. I felt disgusting.
"Carly, do I really have to stay with Nora? Come on, the psycho locked us in her basement because she wanted someone else to talk to besides her chicken," I protested.
"YES, because if you don't Sam's mom will probably turn you in for money," Carly said.
I looked at Sam. She shrugged, "She'd do anything for money."
"I'd almost rather go back to jail instead of staying with Nora," I muttered.
Sam elbowed me. "Be thankful we could find anywhere for you to stay."
At noon we were at Nora's house. The ride there had been fun. I had to wear a hoddie the whole time, even though it was, like, a hundred degrees out. People starred at me like I was a gangster. If someone talked to me, Carly and Sam said I was deaf and couldn't hear them. By the time we were at Nora's my hair was sticky and sweaty and gross. I smelled like a trash-can again.
Nora opened the door, "No way! You guys came back!"
Carly, Sam, and I pushed passed Nora into her house. Nora shut the doors behind us. The first thing I did was take off that damn jacket. I threw it as far away from me as possible. Nora came over to us and gave Carly a hug; then gave Sam one. She smiled when she got to me. Nora gave me a huge hug.
I looked over at Carly and Sam. I mouthed the word "Help" to them.
They just smiled and shook their heads. I grabbed Nora's shoulder pulled away from me, "Okay, that's enough."
"So is it true you really killed Nevel?" Nora asked.
I sighed. "Yes."
"Cool! Let me show you your guest room," Nora said.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs. When we got to the top, there was a hallway. It had about five doors. "Okay, this is the bathroom." Nora pointed to the closest door on the left. Then she pointed to the closest door on the right, "That's my dad's room."
"That's my mom's room." Nora pulled me down the hallway to a door on the left side by the bathroom.
"Your parents sleep in different room?" I asked.
"They get sick of each other sometimes," Nora said. "This is my room."
I looked inside of Nora's room. There were pictures of chickens everywhere. I mean everywhere. The only place that didn't have chickens on it was the floor. "Don't you love it?" Nora asked.
"Uh...I guess...it's cool," I lied.
Nora quickly pulled me out of her room and showed me the guest room. It was right across from her room. Great. My guest room wasn't that bad. It was just dull. Gray walls, gray bed, gray lamps, gray carpet, gray everything. Well, there was a TV so it wouldn't be so bad, I guess.
"Whoa, cool room," Sam said from the doorway.
"Hey, Nora, I'm thirsty, can you get me a glass of water, please?" I asked Nora.
"Sure," Nora said.
Once she left the room I got on my knees, "Please, don't leave me here."
"You'll just have to deal with it for the time being," Carly sighed.
"Just stay for tonight. Please?" I pleaded.
Carly and Sam rolled their eyes. "Fine," Sam said. "Where are we supposed to sleep, Fredweird?"
"How should I know? Guard the door while I sleep and make sure I don't wake up with Nora starring at me," I hissed.
"She'd probably die from starring at you after five minutes," Sam scoffed.
"Oh, right, my bad. It'll be you starring at me when I wake up," I said.
"You wanna go, Benson?" Sam growled.
"Guys! We're not here to fight!" Carly stepped between us.
Just because Sam and I liked each other didn't mean we didn't get on each other's nerves from time to time. Sam folded her arms and looked away from me.
Nora came back into the room and handed me a glass of water. I wasn't lying when I said I was thirsty. I drank the glass of water in a minute and set the glass on the nightstand.
"Hey, Nora, uh...I want to make sure Freddie is going to be okay...so can Sam and I sleep over? Just for tonight?" Carly asked.
"Seriously? No way! We're all going to hang out like before!" Nora cried. "Of course you can stay!"
It's safe to say: none of us slept well that night. Carly and Sam slept in my room. I let them have the bed and I slept on the floor. One of us was always awake while the other two were asleep. We didn't want Nora locking us in the room or something.
When I woke up the next morning a chicken was laying on my chest.
"Maurice!" a cry came from the door.
I looked over to find Nora standing in the doorway. She came over to me and looked down at Maurice. "How many times have we been over this? It's not proper to sit on a man when he's sleeping!" Nora scolded Maurice.
I looked at the chicken on my chest. He cocked his head at me. "I feel bad for you," I told him.
Nora quickly scooped Maurice up in her arms, "I'm sorry if Maurice bothered you, Freddie."
Then she left the room. I yawned and stood up. I didn't see Sam or Carly. They left me! Then Sam came around the corner. "How's it going, Fredward?" she said.
I gave her a hug, "Thank God, you didn't leave me!"
Sam pulled me away from her. "I'd never leave you with that freak."
I smiled. "Thanks. Where's Carly, by the way?"
"Carly left last night, after you were asleep. She needed to get back to Seattle before Spencer noticed she was gone," Sam told me.
Sam handed me some jeans and a black t-shirt. "So how are things with the cops and stuff?" I asked.
"They're still looking for you," Sam sighed. "They're never going to stop looking for you, you know."
"I know," I said. "But I'm not going back to that hellhole."
"Freddie, I honestly don't know how long we'll be able to hide you. Nora's parents will be back, and you can't stay at my house or Carly's. Maybe we could hide you in a cave or something," Sam said.
"Yeah, no thanks," I laughed.
Sam smiled. "Come on. Nora's making bacon downstairs."
The bacon (or if you even want to call it that) tasted like cardboard. Nora ate it like it was the last piece of food on the planet. I gulped the bacon down and pushed the plate away from me. "How is it?" Nora mumbled through the bacon stuffed in her mouth.
Sam and I glanced at each other. "It's great." I faked a smile.
"Cool. I've got to go feed Maurice; I'll be back in fifth teen minutes. I have to hand feed him," Nora told us and rushed out of the room.
As soon as she was gone Sam and I dumped our bacon out the kitchen window. "So, uh, Sam, are you going to the fireworks?" I asked.
"I think Carly and I might go," Sam said. (A/N: Yes, I know the 4th of July has passed already, but I really want to write a chapter with the 4th of July fireworks.)
"I wish I could go. Man, this whole 'fugitive' thing is really ruining my fun," I sighed.
"Freddie, if you want to go I could ask Carly and we could maybe take you. But you'd probably have to have your face covered and we couldn't be there when the sun is still up," Sam explained.
"Alright, sounds good to me. When Nora comes back I'll ask her about the fireworks. Oh. And Sam, won't your mom be worried?" I said.
"Nope. She's probably drunk off her ass right now, anyway," Sam shrugged.
The one thing we hadn't counted on at the fireworks was the cops. I guess they alerted every police station around anywhere where'd I had been out of Seattle. Well, except Japan. But they knew the iCarly gang had visited Nora before, so cops were all around when we went to the fireworks. In the end, Nora's house would no longer be a safe place for me to stay.
Author's note: Whoa! Has it been a week since I updated? Wow. I need to stop slacking. Sorry, I'm trying to finish my other story so I only have this one. So when I'm done with iFugitive and Demigod Hunters, I can just relax for awhile and read other people's stories. Yeah, that probably won't last very long.
Bleach Munky-I think I'm going to use that idea. But if I do, it'll probably be the last chapter. So thanks a lot for that idea. I really like it. By the way, Bleach is a cool Anime.
-Angle of Darkness1337