A/N: hey guys! I'm in so much pain right now, sometimes I hate being a girl! Damn cramps! It hurts so much my legs are shaking, but anyway, took a painkiller now I'm updating. Okay, thanks for all your reviews, guys I'm so happy! I really am, and this chapter was kinda emotional to write, and it wasn't planed at all, but I just had to do it, to get out of my system. I tried to make more about the humor than anything else, but because what happened recently in my family it was kinda hard. Anyway, I'll shut up now.
Good night!
Sam's POV
Carly was fine, she told me she had a stomachache threw up a bit. I gave her medicine for the pain but she refused to take it, hey I'm the one who hates medicine here! After a long battle she agreed on taking it, so I went to the shower. In one hour I was going to be doing charity work, with the dork and that frigging bitch, what a great way to spend my day! While I was getting dressed I told Carly what happened today, and she told me I needed to trust Freddie. The thing is, I do trust him, but I don't trust that bitch. Patrice was one of those girls who would never stop until she got what she wanted, and right now she wanted my boyfriend. I knew how her mind worked, she wanted to break us up, that was like an adrenaline rush for her, then she would conquer him and rub that on my face. Next month, when she got tired of his mother and his techy talk, she was going to find someone else to bother and dump him with no mercy. She would probably say it's me, not you like a little liar bitch that she is, and everything would work just fine for her.
If this was with someone else she would succeed, but not with me, mama plays to win. So I put on my best fake smile, some comfy clothes and met Freddie in the hallway. He was wearing a blue polo shirt, black jeans and that sexy crooked smile that makes me wanna pounce him. He held my hand and we got into the elevator, the whole time I was thinking about Patrice. She was going to be there offering herself to my dork. I was afraid he would see her and realize I wasn't nearly as hot as she was, and being a boy like he is, he's going to feel at least attracted by her bitchy ways, and that I couldn't be that way. That was stupid in so many ways, so I pushed the thought out of my mind and prepared myself for an afternoon of battle and constant watch of my man. Not that he is a really a man or anything, but you got my point.
"Just remember to behave and don't beat up the kids okay?" Le Dork told me.
"Yeah, I'll try… but no promises" I took a chocolate bar off my purse and took a bite "how is this thing going down again?" we got into the car.
"We'll be going to this charity event to help the kids with cancer from Seattle Mercy Hospital. Our job…" I glared at him "my job is to distract the kids, while the adults raise the funds. I'll basically babysit all day, that's pretty much it"
"Oh… cancer kids?"
"Yeah Sam, that's why I'll be glad if you don't kick or punch anyone today, their life is bad enough as it is" Freddie used his serious tone.
"Okay, I may be mean but I would never beat up sick kids Freddie, Jeez give me some credit!" I grabbed a fatcake out of my purse.
"I'm sorry, you're right, just stay close to me okay" he squeezed my knee.
"Okay, that I can do" I sighed "there will be food right?"
"Yes Sam, that will be plenty of food, in fact one of the volunteers will teach the kids how to bake cupcakes"
"Oh, that's nice! Who?" the thought of Patrice poisoning little kids and me crossed my mind.
"Sally, she is a friend of my mom" he turned around the corner.
"Less bad, I thought you would be cooking" I snorted "that would be something I would love to record"
"Ha ha… I'm not a food person, I wouldn't know where to start" he stopped at the red light "you're more of a food person than I'm how come you don't cook?"
"I'm lazy" I stated.
"That's right… I forgot"
We arrived at Seattle Mercy and I remembered Mrs. Benson worked there. Great, not only Patrice would be there, but Crazy too, oh joy! I breathed. Getting into her good graces wasn't something I ever worried about, but seems like she is fond of Patrice, and I don't need one more person between me and Freddie, so I decided to be nice around her. Freddie took me to the activity center, it was a huge space in the second floor. The room was decorated with balloons of all colors, and people everywhere, working, decorating and checking the stereo system. Freddie held my hand as we walked in, and at least ten people greeted him. We went to the bathroom and washed our hands with a special liquid soap, I thought about taking some to Gibby.
"Okay… we're here…" he stopped in front of a white door "remember Sam, behave"
"Fine Fredbag! I'll behave; now chill out" I fixed my shirt while he raised his eyebrow at me "I wanna look decent for the kids Freduccini"
"You look great, let's go" he opened the door.
(That was a very emotional chapter to write, and I did that with a special soundtrack: Patrick Park's Life is a Song)
The room was all colorful; there were boogie bears, Ben Ten, hello kitty and Pucca everywhere in the walls. Lots of toys lying on the floor and I could hear the cute sound of children giggles. There were kids everywhere, much like kindergarten, but they were all bald, wearing hats or kerchiefs. A little girl playing with a Barbie was wearing a princess tiara on her hairless head, and she smiled gleefully. I smiled at the view, these kids were so tiny and already had gone thru so much, I guess there are worst things in life than boyfriend problem. I held Freddie's hand tighter trying not to get emotional; he smiled at me and kissed my cheek softly.
"Freddie! You're here! Freddie is here!" the little girl with the tiara yelled "you came!" she rushed towards him and hugged his legs.
"Hey Sophie" he let go of my hand and bent down to take her in his arms "nice to see you" he kissed her cheek.
That triggered the other little girls to do the same thing; soon Freddie was surrounded by kids trying to get a piece of him. The boys weren't so eager about hugging him, but they seemed happy to see the dork. Every single one of them seemed to like Freddie, they were so excited to see him that didn't pay any attention on me. I stood in the corner watching him talk to each one of them, smiling and playing, he seemed to know everyone's name and that was very sweet, it showed he cared about every single kid surrounding him. That dork is going to be a great father someday; I just hope he'll be a great father to my children. After all the commotion around Freddie, he turned his head to look at me.
"Guys, I want you to meet someone…" he took my hand "this is…"
"Sam!" Sophie yelled "we watch iCarly Freddie!"
"I know Soph… but I want introduce her officially as my girlfriend" he tickled Sophie.
"FINALLY!" every single little person in that room yelled.
"Finally did something about huh Freddie?" Sophie said "it was about time"
"It really was" a little boy agreed.
"Everytime Freddie came here he talked about you, like 90% the things he said were about you, Sam this, Sam that… we were waiting for the day when he would finally realize what everyone else already did" said Sophie.
"Thanks a lot smart ass" his cheeks were crimson.
"Well… how long have you been coming here?" I asked him, trying to ignore how fast my hear was beating.
"About six months" Sophie said "we didn't like him at first, he talked too much about smart things, but then we fell in love"
"Hey… me too" I said.
"I'm Sophie Byrnes; these are Timmy, Ellie, Sarah, Andrew, Thomas, Molly, Carey, Maggie, Oliver, Parker, Eve, Mark, Frankie, Lauren, Gabe, and Melissa" she pointed to each one of them.
"Nice to meet you guys, I'm Sam" I waved.
"Hey Sam!" they said.
"We know you from iCarly" Timmy said.
"And we already knew you two belonged together" Melissa said.
"That's right!" Molly high fived Melissa.
"Seddie!" they screamed.
"I like them" I told Freddie "I really like smart kids"
"I guess they like you too Princess" he kissed my temper, earning an awwww from the girls "let's get started then! I brought… Hullabaloo!" Freddie got the game out of the big bag I didn't even noticed he was carrying.
"Hullabaloo!" the kids lined up to play.
Ten minutes watching Freddie with kids, and I already started thinking about how cute would it be to have a baby with his eyes… get your shit together Sam… Jesus! Sophie and I became great friends after two minutes of conversation. She was very protective of Freddie; she actually said that if I break his heart she'll break my face… I like this girl. The whole time there I felt comfortable and sad at the same time; it's hard to see little kids like that. I recalled that one time when I slaved those 4th grade kids in the Bushwell basement… okay, that was not cool, but those kids stole our penny tee business!
"Hey Freddie… I'm here…" that bitchy voice…
Patrice opened the door and let herself in. She was wearing a tight white tank top that showed more of her cleavage that these kids needed to see and a mini-mini skirt. If I already couldn't stand her, now I really hated her. This bitch was using these kids just to hit on Freddie, what kind of human being does that? Apparently the heartless horny sluts! And the way she was dressing… man, wake up slutty, there are children here! This is not a porno movie! She smiled, eyes locked on him, and she walked towards him, swaying her hips and bouncing her boobs. Patrice didn't pay any attention to anything else as she walked; she didn't give a rat's ass about the kids and failed to notice me. Her eyes saw only one thing, and that thing was my boyfriend.
She stood three inches away from him, hands on her hips and a big flirtatious smile on her face. That was my mark, I had to step in. Freddie gave her a small smile and his eyes locked on mine as I walked over there. I could see the concern in his eyes, but I already decided not to break her slutty face here, because of the kids.
"I'm here, but I see you already got started" she pinched his cheek slowly "good job Freddie, you're sweet"
"Thanks… do you wanna meet the kids?" he asked, eyes locked on me.
"Oh… sure" I knew she didn't, she was a lying bitch who didn't care about anyone but herself "of course"
"Hey there Patrice" I smirked mischievously when she turned around "how's going?"
"You're here?" her voice was dripping with venom.
"Yeah, Freddie told me about it and I wanted to come and help. I love kids" no quite, but I love these kids.
"You love kids?" she scoffed.
"Yeah I do… I grew fond of these little angels in less than ten minutes right kids?" I looked around to every one of these cute faces.
"Yeah!" they all said.
"Great…" I saw her eye twitch as she tried to hold back and don't ruin her plans to steal my boyfriend "this is great"
"Okay, let me introduce you to the kids" Freddie whistled so the children were paying attention on him "kids, this is Patrice, she is here to help"
"Hi kids" venom dripping from the corners of her mouth. Anyone could notice the lack of enthusiasm in her voice.
The gang studied her for a moment, then returned to their previous activities. Tommy called Freddie to help with his broken robot, and as soon as the dork left, the bitch's smile faded and she took a step closer to me. I did the same, not feeling intimidated by her evil glare.
"You're only here to watch your man…" she smirked "you can trust him around me without you right? He might realize what he is missing"
"And you're only here to steal my man" I glared at her "but I don't think I should worry. Freddie himself told me I shouldn't" she looked at me with utter shock as I whispered "you didn't think I would share this little detail with him right? You're right, I wouldn't, but he figured out, because he is pretty smart and he knows me so well. He said I shouldn't worry about your slutty ass, because the only ass he has eyes to is mine, his words. Now that he knows how I feel about you, he is going to stay away from you… as far as possible" she breathed angrily "see… the thing is Patrice, Freddie is one of those boys who like to make their girlfriends happy, he is going to do everything in his power to make sure I'm happy and satisfied, that includes minimum conversation and contact with you" triumph bitch!
"You're not the boss of him Puckett" oh… sore loser.
"Keep dreaming… Patrice" I said her name like it was the most disgusting thing in the world and walked away.
I could hear when she took a sharp breath thru her teeth. When I came back to where I was before Sophie smirked at me as she knew what was going on, maybe she did.
"I don't like her either… she is not here to play with us, she only wants to steal Freddie from you, and us" she ripped off the head of a Barbie doll "we should do something about it"
"Easy there lioness. I promise you that's not going to happen okay… Freddie is way too smart to date a dumb daffodil like her" I put the Barbie head back in the place as I sat on the floor.
"Yeah, but we should do something about it" Eve said.
"Nobody is doing anything; now settle down kids" they whined "chill okay?"
Michael Jackson's Human Nature started to play. Freddie reached his pocket and grabbed his phone.
"Hey mom" of course… "Yes I'm here, oh guess what, Sam's here too!" he smiled at me "yes she is here to help, uh-huh I swear. Yes she is behaving… the kids like her, right kids?" everybody said yes "see? What? Oh… that's bad… okay I'll tell them, bye mom"
"What's wrong Freddie?" I asked him.
"I have a bad news to give to you guys" I watched those little faces frown "Sally is not coming, she is sick, I'm sorry" everybody whined.
"Who's Sally?" I whispered to him.
"The cupcake lady, she can't make it" he looked around "they really like cupcake" an idea hit me.
"I'll do it" I shrugged.
"Really? Do you know how to?" his eyes lit up.
"Yeah, I know how to, I'm just too lazy to make them, but the occasion asks for it… just give me apron" I smiled.
"Oh Sam! That's great!" he hugged me lifting me off the floor and every girl in the room went awwww. When he put me down I smirked to Patrice, who looked like was going to explode with rage "guys! Sam is going to make cupcake for us!" he announced and everybody cheered.
"Yeah, mama is going to be your teacher today kids, so be prepared!" I gave Freddie a little peck on the lips and whispered into his ear "can we take some frosting home?" he gulped.
"I think so…" he responded weakly.
"Good… let's get started then"
Freddie took me and the kids to a large kitchen inside the activities center. The gang sat on their little chairs, and I was immensely surprised by how gleefully they seemed to obey the nub. Patrice kept glaring me all the time, but mama feeds in rage and fear. Freddie helped me with the apron and I leaned closer to him as I could, just to watch her boil with rage, which was pretty satisfying. I stroke his thigh but nobody could see and he gave me a peck on the lips. I had everything I needed to make about thirty cupcakes or so, and enough frosting to take home and play with. Oh I had plans for that frosting…
"Should we take notes?" Oliver asked.
"I don't think it'll be necessary" Freddie patted his head "just be quiet and pay attention, but if you want I can write down the recipe and give a copy for each one of you" everyone nodded happily.
"Okay dorks, let's get started then" I put on a hairnet and stared at the kitchen utensils around me "okay, let's go over the ingredients, you're going to need… 2-1/2 cups all-purpose flour" Freddie started to write down "1/2 teaspoon baking soda, 1 tablespoon and 3/4 teaspoon baking powder, 1-1/3 cups and 1 tablespoon unsweetened cocoa powder, 1/4 teaspoon salt, 1/3 cup and 1 teaspoon butter, softened, 2-3/4 cups and 1 tablespoon white sugar, 3-3/4 eggs, 1-1/2 teaspoons vanilla extract, 1-3/4 cups and 2 tablespoons milk. That's pretty much it. Now, I'm going to preheat the oven" I made a quick work for the oven and turned back to my class.
"I'm going to shift together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, cocoa and salt, and then set aside" everybody stared at me in awe as I explained what I was doing.
Patrice was quiet in defeat in the corner of the room, while the kids surrounded me watching me put on the frosting and finishing my work. Freddie was smiling like a goof ball at me, I rolled my eyes at his nerdness but smiled back. The kids ate my cupcake in delight, and so did Freddie, but he seem somewhat surprised that I could cook decently. Well, mama does cook marvelously, but I'm too lazy to do it, so most of the times I just buy food, or steal it from Carly's apartment.
After the cupcakes disappeared we went back to the play room. I carefully put the frosting in the fridge, cause I have plans for this baby. The bitch's presence passed unnoticed by me, since I was having blast with those kids, but not for long. When I was playing with the girls she approached Freddie, who was trying to fix Tommy's robot again, and failing miserably, deep down inside I knew he knew that thing couldn't be fixed anymore, but he kept trying just to please that little boy. Patrice put her hand on his bicep, and I clenched my jaw… she is out of line, that slut! Those guns are mine, and only I'm allow to touch them!
"We should do something about it" Sophie insisted.
"No, no, no, no, no" I said.
"I have an idea" Sophie smirked "Andy!"
"Kids… what…?" they ignored me completely.
"Yeah?" Andy let go of the Bop It he was holding and turned around.
"Tell Freddie that you need to go potty" she whispered.
"But I don't…" oh boys…
"Just say you do!" she shoved him.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"You'll see" Lauren said.
"Fine…" he fixed his clothes and poke Freddie "Freddie…?"
"Yeah?" he turned around.
"I need to go potty… can you take me there?" he pouted.
"Sure… let's go" he gave Tommy his robot back and grabbed Andy's hand "Sam… I'll be right back"
After Freddie left, the girls started to whisper something to each other, but I couldn't hear a thing. I glanced over Patrice, who was sitting in a chair with her legs and arms crossed looking bored. Without Freddie in the room she didn't have to put the good girl face on. Molly told Sarah to grab a basketball and give it to Oliver, who told Gabe to do the same thing. Soon enough every single kid in the room was holding something, a ball or a doll, everyone had something in their little hands. I looked around confused, what are these devious little angels doing?
"Sophie…? What's going on?" I asked her.
"Watch and learn Puckett" she smirked "Patrice? Right?" Patrice sighed bored and stood up.
"Yeah… listen, if you need to go potty, you'll have to wait till Freddie gets here" she flipped her hair, obviously not caring if any of them needed anything.
"No, I'm good. But since you're new here, you have to go through the initiation process… the ones before you did" Eve smirked like a little demon, and I knew they were up to something bad.
"Oh…" Patrice took a step forward "did Sam went through the same process?"
"Each person has a different kind of initiation" Oliver explained.
"But we chose the best for you!" Lauren said.
"Oh… that's nice" she smiled a bit, probably satisfied that she got something better than I did.
"Okay… so stay still and close your eyes" Mark said.
"O-Okay…" she hesitated for a moment, her eyes locked with mine, then she close then "Okay"
"Alright people… ready?" Sophie raised her Barbie doll in the air "5, 4, 3, 2 and… go!"
The kids started to throw the objects they were holding at Patrice, she started to scream and covered her face with her hands. I swear to God I tried not to laugh, but come on, she's being attacked by little kids! And they didn't stop, they used every single toy they lay eyes on and threw at her. She screamed stop you little demons! But the kids only laughed harder, eventually I did the same thing. At some point I had to hold my stomach in pain, I was laughing so hard it hurt. When Tommy's broken robot hit her in the head I felt to the floor laughing my ass off. As funny as that was, I had to do something, soon enough Freddie would be here, and blame me for this mess. I stood up and cleaned my throat.
"Kids? Kids?" no one cared "KIDS!" I yelled louder "I guess Patrice was already initiated, so we can drop the toys and go back to our previous activities, alright?" they hesitated, but did what I asked "good"
"Why?" Molly faced me.
"Because Freddie will be mad at all of us" I patted her head and forced myself to check on that bitch "are you bleeding or something?" I asked without care.
"You'll pay me for this Puckett!" she stood up fixing her hair.
"Hey, that wasn't my fault! But it sure hell was funny! Get your shit together and stop being a prissy" she clenched her fist and I walked away.
"You'll not going to last long! Soon enough he'll realize the crazy bitch you are and dump your ugly ass!" she yelled from across the room. Oh no! She didn't swear in front of five years old kids! I'm going to kick her to death!
I sighed, trying to control myself and not jump on her and break those bitchy bones. There are kids in the room. I breathed. Freddie is going to be disappointed. I sighed. Okay… I'm good. Before I could turn around and say anything, the kids glanced at each other and collected the toys off the floor, soon there were toys flying all around the place and hitting Patrice again.
"Stop it! You bunch of demons! Stop it now!" she screamed.
"What's going on here?" Oh shit! "Sam?" Freddie appeared and everyone went quiet "can you explain to me what's going on…?"
"It was me" Sophie said.
"No, it was all of us" Mark said.
"Why?" he put his hands on his hips.
"We were bored!" Eve said.
"And Sam had nothing to do with that" Molly defended.
"Of course she told them to do it Freddie, look at them, they are kids, they wouldn't think of that by themselves, and you know how vicious she is!" the bitch pointed at me rubbing her head.
Shit! I'm screwed. He is not going to believe me, and now he is going to be so disappointed…
"Sam? Did you tell them to do this?" Freddie looked at me hoping to hear that I behaved myself.
"She didn't! We did!" Ellie said.
"Yeah, Freddie it was us!" Oliver said.
"Sam? I'm waiting" Patrice went to his side and smirked at me "tell me"
"I didn't do it Freddie, I swear" I told the truth… half of it, because I enjoyed it immensely "I didn't do it"
"Okay, I believe you" he sighed.
"That's it?" Patrice asked "that's only it? Will you believe her?"
"Yes, she said she didn't do it and I believe her" he shrugged.
"Freddie! She is a liar! She is vicious, violent and mean! How can you believe her and not me?" she whined.
"Because she is my girlfriend, and if she is telling me that she didn't do it, then she didn't do it" I had a smile the size of Texas.
"Ah!" she kicked a Barbie doll and walked out of the room, bumping me in the process.
"Sorry…" Sophie said "but we didn't like her, we wanted her to leave"
"It's okay Soph, but we don't treat people like that, and violence is never the answer" Freddie kneeled in front of her "got it?"
"Yeah" she nodded and accepted his hug "sorry Freddie"
"It's okay" he rubbed her arm.
"I want one too!" Lauren raised her hand.
"Me too!" the rest of the girls said.
"Okay kids… group hug!" Freddie opened his arms as far as they could go and every kid in the room ran to hug him.
Even the boys hugged him this time. My smile was the size of Europe now. Damn nerd, he was so caring, so sweet and lovely… those things make me nauseous, but not when it's him. I joined the group hug after a while, and I tried my best not to tear up, but I kept this moment safe in my heart, like one of those precious moments you never want to forget. Sophie smiled at me over her shoulder and I winked at her… this girl, did I mention how much I like her? When we let go, I heard my stomach craving food, I haven't ate anything but a cupcake, shit…!
"Freddie?" I grabbed his bicep… it was so firm and big… okay moving on… "I'm hungry, can I go outside and steal some food?"
"The food comes to us Puckett, but if you want you can go" he put his hands on my waist and I knew he wasn't mad at me.
"I think I also need to go to the bathroom… I haven't peed in hours" I confessed.
"Okay, that I didn't need to know" he chuckled "do you remember where the bathroom is?"
"Yeah, I'll be right back" I kissed him quickly and left.
Food or bathroom? Bathroom or food? I guess I'll go the bathroom first, get rid of the pee so I can go back and eat my ass off! I concentrated and tried to remember where the bathroom was… to left… last door on the corner… ha ha! Find it! I rushed pass two old ladies and entered a booth. It wasn't quick, but I managed to exit just before my stomach growled. I washed my hands and checked myself in the mirror, when I was about to leave, there was Patrice in front of the door. If this bitch wants to pick a fight she'll be disappointed cause I ain't gonna do it!
"Listen Patrice, if you came here to fight, you're going to be disappointed, cause I'm not going to fight you in a charity event to help kids with cancer" I crossed my arms "unlike what you might think, I have some self control, especially because I know your intention is make me look bad, you want me to disappoint Freddie, but guess what? You're failing miserably" I tried to exit the room, but she stood in my way.
"I'm not trying to make you look bad Puckett, I don't need to do that, might not be today, might not be tomorrow, but at some point you'll do this by yourself. I mean, you can't help it, it's just who you are. And you're going to do something that will make Freddie see that you're not worth the trouble, and he is going to dump your crazy ass, because let's face it, he is sweet, polite, smart and handsome, he can do so much better than you. You're not good enough for him and you know it. He might not know that now, but someday Sam, you'll do something, you're going to cross the line, because you can't help it, you know you can't. Sure, he did put up with all your crap for years, but that was before, now that you're dating he's expecting to treated better, he is expecting to be treated with love and care, not like a punching bag, but you can't give this to him, and someday he is going to grow tired of you and leave. You know I'm right" she patted my shoulder and left.
Breathe. Was the only thing I could do, I mean, what else should I do? Patrice might be a bitch, but she kinda has a point there. I never quite understood why Freddie would want to date me. Maybe he is a masochist, maybe he likes pain, because this is what it means to be with me; pain. I've spent years causing him pain in unimaginable ways, so after all this time why does he even want to be with me? I couldn't figure out, because to be honest I never really thought about it, I didn't want to. All this time I was blind by the feeling of having something that you want so much for so long, that I didn't even checked my facts right. Freddie was a smart, handsome and sweet boy, with great potential and an amazing future. And who am I? A crazy, vicious, abrasive blond, who's going to spend the rest of her life working in some dinner and living of tips. Why would a guy like him date me? Why? She was right, I was going to ruin things between us sooner or later, because of who I am, because I can't change, because I don't allow myself to try. And he is going to leave, and I can't stop him, I don't have the right. Someday, sooner or later, I'm going to push him away, I'm going to say something or do something that's going to make him want to leave. And who am I to judge him if he does?
Maybe this wasn't mean to last in the first place.