The Greatest Secret
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly or the song in this chapter
A/N: This story details what it would be like if Sam and Freddie were secretly together during the series. Read it, I'm sure you'll enjoy it.
Chapter 58 (Still Beating Heart)
Robert ran through the hospital halls, panting heavily. His hair was pretty much a mess, as were his clothes. He was soaking wet from head to toe, the rain seemed to be falling down harder than it had been earlier. He knew it couldn't have been an accident if Emily's tires had been spliced, someone planned it. Most likely the ones that planned it were the gangs of the city.
For him, at this moment it was impossible to keep a rational mind. He managed to find the room that Emily was in and stop just before entering the door. He glanced in the window and spotted Sam, Freddie, Jonah, Valerie and Tyrone standing near Emily's side. He had no clue what Tyrone was doing there, but he didn't think it was anything good. He took a deep breath and opened the door. Everyone turned to look at him as he glared at Tyrone.
His eyes shifted over to Emily, she looked so peaceful, but bruised. He wasn't sure how she was or when she was getting out, but he hoped it would be soon. Freddie and Sam were staring at him with raised eyebrows, both of them were wondering what he was doing there. He turned his eyes back to Tyrone and narrowed them. "Kids, please leave the room," he stated. They seemed hesitant at first, so he repeated himself. Upon doing so, they left the room. Tyrone crossed his arms and Robert clenched his fists. He charged toward Tyrone and grabbed his shirt, pushing him against the wall. "Don't tell me you didn't have anything to do with this!"
"What do you mean?" Tyrone asked as he pressed his hands against the wall and glared into Robert's eyes. "Set me down, Son. The woman will be released for home when she wakes, the doctors say she only has minor injuries." Robert growled and slammed Tyrone against the wall, causing him to shout out. "What the hell do you think you're doing!"
"The woman has a name!" Tyrone raised his eyebrow and Robert narrowed his eyes, taking a very angry tone toward him. "Her name is Emily Benson."
"Oh give it a rest, Son." Tyrone laughed and lifted his hand, patting Robert on the shoulder. "I don't know what it is she's done to make you act this way, but whatever it is, it can't be good." A growl escaped Robert's throat and Tyrone shrugged his shoulders. "I did not plan anything. I was driving down the street and I saw someone splice the tires on a car, the car crashed and I got out so that I could help whoever was inside. When I got there, I saw that it was Ms. Benson, is that a problem? You don't have to believe me, but I do think you shouldn't worry yourself over something like this…"
"Why the hell are you even here, Dad?" Tyrone pushed Robert off of him and swiftly dusted his clothes off. He narrowed his eyes and looked at his son, baffled by how Robert was acting. He crossed his arms and stared at him in the eyes.
"I see it is just concern for another human being, therefore, that is fine. After she is released from the hospital, you will go back to staying the hell away from her. We really should get Carly and Spencer away from her as well."
"I am not forcing my children to leave their home, father. They are friends with Freddie, is that so wrong?"
"Yes! They cannot be allowed to be friends with a Benson! I want you to give me a call later and we shall discuss ways of removal for them, or ways of finding a new home for Spencer and Carly. I will be expecting a call from you later today." Robert narrowed his eyes as Tyrone slowly exited the room, he huffed and slowly turned toward Emily.
"Whatever you say, father…" He touched his hand to the side of Emily's face and frowned, she struck pain into his heart. "I'm sorry for this, Emily. Maybe if my father wasn't such a bastard…but perhaps I shouldn't be blaming him for all of this." He stepped over to a radio and turned it on to a soft volume. "I thought you could use some music, I seem to remember that you enjoyed listening to music while you slept." Slowly, he moved a chair over and sat down. He blamed himself for a lot of things, but particularly for being weak when it came to his father.
Robert glanced over at the radio as the song Someday by Nickleback started playing. He sighed and looked back to Emily, the song seemed to fit his relationship with her perfectly. In a low voice, he began to sing along with the song, singing it to Emily. "How the hell did we wind up like this, and why weren't we able to see the signs that we missed and try to turn the tables?" He placed his hand on her arm and frowned, remembering all of her rage. "I wish you'd unclench your fists and unpack your suitcase." He hated how his father had stopped what would probably have been the greatest thing of his life, and now Tyrone was endangering Emily and her son. "Lately there's been too much of this and I don't think it's too late."
He closed his eyes and felt his heart aching for the first time in years, though it had been aching since Emily stopped talking to him, it ached more because he saw the woman he adored lying in a weak state. "Nothing's wrong as long as you know that someday I will..." He slowly opened his eyes and looked toward Emily with sad eyes. "Someday, somehow, I'm going to make it all right but not right now. I know you're wondering when…" As he sang with the song, he could feel just how much the song spoke. It made sense to him because it was true, it was exactly how he felt. Everything went toward what was in his heart.
"Someday, somehow, I'm going to make it all right but not right now. I know you're wondering when…" He wasn't sure if Emily could hear the song or not, but he knew she probably wouldn't care if she could hear it. After all, she did hate him, and Tyrone was at fault for that. His own father wrecked what may have been the greatest thing he ever had.
"Well I'd hope that since we're here anyway that we could end up saying things we've always needed to say, so we could end up staying." There were so many things he'd always wanted to say to her, so many things that needed to be said. She needed to hear, but would she ever? Would she ever care? He still cared. "Now the story's played out like this, just like a paperback novel. Let's rewrite an ending that fits, instead of a Hollywood horror." Those words couldn't be more true than they sounded. He'd wished desperately that things could have ended differently. Maybe they could have figured a way around Tyrone before, but he was weak then.
He sighed and slowly lifted his eyes up to the window, Emily thought he was a spineless coward because of Tyrone. He moved his eyes back to Emily and thought that her finger twitched slightly. He slowly shook his head and continued with the song. "Nothing's wrong as long as you know that someday I will..." He took a deep breath and a single tear fell down his cheek. Who was he to promise what she probably didn't want? Of course, he would never forget what they had. "Someday, somehow, I'm going to make it all right but not right now. I know you're wondering when. You're the only one who knows that…" He ran his hand through her head and smiled lightly. "Someday somehow, I'm going to make it all right but not right now. I know you're wondering when…"
He thought her face twitched, but then he assumed it was just his imagination. Maybe she was waking up, but it didn't seem like she would wake up anytime soon. He moved the blanket down and winced at the bruises on her body, they had to be painful to have. They were even painful to look at. Why should she go through this pain? Why did his father have to be so arrogant and ignorant? Tyrone was even trying to convince Carly to be just like him.
He slowly leaned back in the chair and exhaled slowly, perhaps it would be best if he satisfied his father, that way Emily wouldn't have to think on how much she hated him. He didn't want to do that, though. He growled and closed his eyes, he didn't want to side with his father yet again. "How the hell did we wind up like this?" He slowly stood up and frowned, his heart still aching greatly. "Why weren't we able to see the signs that we missed, and try to turn the tables?" It seemed the verse he was singing was perhaps the most personal one of all, and it was. "Now the story's played out like this, just like a paperback novel." A novel indeed, and Tyrone was the villain keeping Emily from being happy. He wished that he could change that and make Tyrone go away, but not in a bad way, just out of their lives. "Let's rewrite an ending that fits..." He placed his hand to Emily's face and ran his finger over her lips, frowning as he remembered the moment their friendship ended. "…Instead of a Hollywood horror."
There was no doubt in his mind, no reason why that Emily shouldn't hate him. After all, he was the one that crushed her, was he not? He lifted his eyes up as the song came to an end, he didn't want to hear anything more, so he quickly shut off the radio. "I really am sorry, Emily. I know that how you must feel, you must despise me completely."
It was his father that made him get married to some girl that he had selected. In a way, Tyrone actually arranged the marriage. Even at fourteen, when he and Emily went too far, she became pregnant and Tyrone didn't even want the two to be together. Tyrone took Emily's baby and gave it to Robert. That baby was Spencer, and to this day, Tyrone made sure Spencer never knew of his true mother.
Then thirteen years later, around the same time Freddie was born, he had Carly with the woman Tyrone forced him to be with. Yet, the woman hated him, she told him how miserable she was and how much she despised him, even when they were kids. She told him to take a stick and not only shove it up his ass, but his father's stuck up ass. Then she divorced him and he got custody of the kids. She didn't even want them.
"Look at you, you love children. My ex wife, though married for thirteen years, hated me. Not only that, she didn't want Carly or Spencer. How does a mother do that? I can understand her not wanting Spencer, but Carly I will never understand. Then look at you, not only are you raising your son, you've also taken Sarah's child under your wings. You even care for Spencer and Carly, though you don't want to admit it, I know you do…" He had met Sarah, they were best friends for years, so it was understandable. He lifted his eyes up and chuckled lightly.
"Isn't it ironic? My father actually arranged my marriage and forced me to marry that…woman. Carly never even met her mother." He frowned and slowly shook his head. In a way, Spencer never did either. It irritated him to no end, but Tyrone threatened so many things if Spencer ever found out. He slowly folded his arms across his chest and sighed. "Don't get me wrong, Emily. I do love them, why would I not love my own flesh and blood?"
He slowly turned around and glanced back, seeing a frown on Emily's face. "I still think of you from day to day. Tyrone isn't going to stop until he gets what he wants…Don't think I'm completely on his side…though you probably do. At the end of the day, I'm still not on his side. Maybe one day you will see that…Goodbye, Emily." He closed his eyes and slowly walked from the room, he did have his suspicions that maybe Sam was Freddie's wife, but he didn't really care.
"Hey, he's leaving," Sam said in a quiet voice. Freddie nodded and looked into the hospital room.
"Okay…I wonder what he did that made Tyrone angry, though." Tyrone had rushed off in an angry huff, that act alone confused everyone. "Let's go inside, maybe Mom's going to wake up soon." Sam nodded and the group entered the room, they walked around Emily's bed and Jonah raised his eyebrow.
"Is she crying?" Jonah asked while looking up. "It looks like she's crying."
"That's odd…" Emily slowly opened her eyes and Sam gasped.
"You're awake!" Sam said in a quick voice. Emily smiled softly and looked toward the door. Her head was pounding from the accident.
"Yeah, it feels good to be alive," Emily said while laughing slightly. "I can't wait to get out of here." She heard Robert talking to her earlier, that was why she was crying. "Were the Shays just here?" Sam gave a brief nod and Emily rolled her eyes. "Well then, it's a damn good thing they're gone, I'm sick of them always coming around!"
"Yeah, but I thought Mr. Shay was overseas," Valerie said while tapping her chin.
"Ah, he comes back every now and then. He probably doesn't even have to be overseas anymore." She shrugged and slowly sat up, wincing while doing so. "Would someone please go tell the nurses I'm awake so I can get the hell out of this hospital?" The group laughed and Emily gave a slow sigh, she never was overly fond of hospitals.
"We're just glad you're okay," Valerie said while giving a gentle smile. Emily nodded and thought back to what Robert said about his ex wife, she narrowed her eyes and glanced toward the side. "I'll go get a nurse."
"Thank you, dear." Valerie nodded and quickly left the room.
"By the way, I wanted to tell you something," Sam said in a quiet voice. Emily looked over and smiled. "Well, there is this school, Briarwood, and they're looking for people to attend. Freddie figured out they would probably look at my grades and if they did, I might have to move, so we sent in fake grades to them…" Emily chuckled and Freddie gave a subtle smirk.
"I don't want my love moving away from me," Freddie stated while giving Sam a gentle kiss on the forehead.
"Well, even if I did, I'd love you no matter what, Freddie." Sam turned and gave Freddie a quick kiss on the lips. "I don't care what anyone says, or even if one day Tyrone managed to win, I'd do everything in my power to be with you."
"Same here, I love you too much to just give up on you." Sam blushed lightly and Emily glanced to the side, unsure of how to go about the scene. Her hands firmly grasped the blanket and her eyes narrowed, she hated Tyrone with a passion, but even today she was still confused about Robert. She wanted to hate him, but she found it hard to do so. Maybe it was because he wasn't as bad as Tyrone, maybe it was because of Spencer, whatever it was, she didn't know. Of course, she just got a new person to hate and seek out, Linda Shay, or whatever her last name was. How could any mother not want their children? It was absurd, ridiculous to think of, and she was going to set out to find her and have a little talk with the woman.
I hope you liked this. It seems both Robert and Emily do still care a little about each other. There's also that huge twist, Spencer's their son. You know what to do, drop a review por favor ^_^.