The Greatest Secret
Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly
A/N: While the events of the Christmas episode in the beginning take place, it will be basically an entirely different scenario happening. Mitch will appear to someone else, not Carly. The events at the end may happen, but that will not be explained as Mitch, rather Carly having a nightmare or something. We'll see when I get to it. Trust, my fellow readers, trust.
Chapter 92 (Turning it Around)
Mitch appeared in a white car, he grinned and waved at Freddie. "Hey, I think you might want this." Freddie looked over and raised his eyebrow with curiosity.
"You think I care right now?" Freddie asked with a quiet voice. "The love of my life is in that trailer...or mobile home, the last thing I'm concerned about is having a car." Freddie looked to the door of the mobile home and saw Sam exiting. Her eyes met with Freddie's and her eyebrows went up. She had no clue who he was or what he wanted. Though she did recognize him a little from having seen him somewhere. "S-Sam Puckett, right?" Sam froze slightly and crossed her arms.
"Yeah, sort of," Sam replied as she walked to Freddie. She felt a strange connection with him, she had no clue what it was. "I haven't actually gone by the name Puckett for a while. You can call me Samantha. Who are you, though?"
"I'm Freddie Benson, I'm…" He wasn't sure what he could say, nor was he sure she would believe him to begin with. "You're living in a mobile home?"
"Yeah, with my boyfriend." Freddie felt his heart sink, Sam had a boyfriend. It didn't help matters that he had a girlfriend, one who clearly deserved better than the jerk that dated her. "So, why are you looking for me? Or did someone finally decide to report my boyfriend and get me out of this hellhole? I'd really not enjoy faking my death again." Freddie raised his eyebrow and looked over as Mitch slapped the car and grinned. "Yeah, my boyfriend's a jerk. He's actually abusive, and I'm surprised he hasn't actually done anything more than hit and yell at me." Those words made him feel sick, he wanted to get Sam out of there right away. He knew he needed to make things right, there was no question about it.
"Sam, can I call you that instead of Samantha?" Sam blinked and shrugged her shoulders, it didn't matter much to her if he called her either name.
"Suit yourself, I don't really care."
"Maybe we can talk a little, would that be okay?"
"Sure, I've got nothing better to do. Plus, my boyfriend won't be around for a few hours." Freddie nodded and followed Sam behind the mobile home where they sat and talked for hours on hand. They came to know quite a bit about each other, and Freddie explained that he knew her a little in a past life. He didn't explain the relationship part, just that they had been friends. He even gave her evidence like he did for Jonah. She believed him.
-NEW SCENE-
Freddie stood in front of the school and slowly closed his fists, he needed to make things right. Not just because it would help him get back to his own timeline, but because he wanted to. He wanted things to be the way they were supposed to be. Freddie spotted Carly exiting from the school, she glared angrily at him and walked over to him. She was probably going to spat at him or hit him, he wasn't really sure.
"Carly look, this isn't right," Freddie said with a quick voice. Carly raised her eyebrow and Freddie gave a deep sigh. "You're not like this. I mean, why are we fighting? I didn't cause any of your relative's deaths, and you know Tyrone was the one that killed my mother." Carly crossed her arms and arched her eyebrow, she almost wanted to walk away and ignore everything he had to say. Though for some reason, she didn't. "Please Carly, hear me out."
"Yeah I'm listening, just hurry it up. I have to go find my mother…" She lived with her mother? Did that mean Linda Peeloff was looking after her now? "God I'd rather be anywhere but under her care!" Freddie rubbed the back of his neck and frowned.
"Carly, do you live with Ms. Peeloff?" Carly scowled and stared at Freddie with annoyance, she was sure he knew that information. She crossed her arms and glared into his eyes.
"Yes I live with that bitch. Why the sudden interest in my personal life, Benson?" Freddie winced at the words that he thought he'd never hear from Carly. He had to relax, he just needed to make things right with her.
"Carly look, I know nothing I say or do can bring back your family, but I want you to know that I am deeply sorry for your losses." Carly narrowed her eyes and Freddie slowly exhaled. "I am not the reason for your brother's death, nor for your father or grandfather."
"I know that about my brother and I know my grandfather had a heart attack. My father killed himself, and I'm not sure why."
"Your father and my mother loved each other deeply, that's why." Carly's eyebrows rose and Freddie continued to look into her eyes. She saw nothing but honesty in them. "Spencer is…was my half brother. My mom's family chose Mr. Shay to marry her, but Tyrone was abusive. He kept Mr. Shay away from Emily, even after the two had made love once. They gave birth to Spencer…Tyrone took Spencer away and made them never speak of him again." Carly wasn't sure if she could believe it, but he seemed so genuine and honest in his words. "Carly, I'm your half brother, okay? I won't fight with you anymore, but I would appreciate it if we could start over."
"Benson…" Carly tapped her arm and glanced to the side, unsure of what to say. She did want to see proof, but the way Freddie said all of that made it sound so real. "Do you have any proof?" Freddie nodded his head and took a journal out of his backpack. He had been correct about the placement of it. It was his mother's journal, kept in the drawer beside her bed. He handed Carly the notebook and lowered his arm. "What is this?"
"Read this while I take care of some business inside that school. Please don't go anywhere, I want to talk to you after this. I'm trusting you, okay?" Carly hesitated as Freddie walked off, she was sure he was a fool if he was going to trust her. She shrugged and sat next to a tree where she opened the journal and began reading it. It was nice to see that Freddie actually trusted her. So she figured she wouldn't betray that trust and she'd read the notebook to find out what Freddie said. She found out a lot of interesting things about Emily's past, things that affected her deeply and emotionally.
Freddie was talking now to Principal Franklin, he was trying to set up punishment. "Freddie Benson, you finally decided to turn yourself in to me?" Franklin asked while raising an eyebrow.
"I don't know everything I've done, but I do-"
"Graffiti, busting lockers in, beating students up considerably, vandalism, I'd say you've done enough…" Freddie sighed and reached into his backpack, pulling out his wallet. Mitch had given him some money out of the kindness of his heart. Rather, Freddie simply convinced Mitch to hand him enough money.
"How much do I owe you for the vandalism. I'll pay it all off with my own money." Franklin's eyebrows rose and a small smile appeared on his face.
"Wait, you're paying for damages you've done to the school?"
"Yes yes, I believe that's what I said. How much do I owe you? I want to make things right." Franklin chuckled happily and turned to his computer, he couldn't believe his eyes or ears. He typed in all the damages that Freddie had ever created and the total came up to five hundred dollars.
"That's going to be five hundred even."
"Okay…" Freddie pulled the dollar bills out and placed them on the desk. "Will this be enough?" Franklin took the money and counted it, it was six hundred dollars.
"You gave me one hundred extra."
"Consider it a tip." Franklin nodded and leaned back in his chair. This was perfect, he would immediately send this over to the school's treasury office. "What else can I do? I can clean up all the graffiti around campus."
"No that won't be necessary, the janitors have already cleaned it up."
"Did any of them work overtime to do it?"
"I think the extra hundred you gave me will be just fine for paying them." Freddie smiled and nodded his head as Franklin stood up and extended his hand. Freddie stood up and shook the principal's hand. "Congratulations Freddie, you're starting out with a clean slate for the school."
"Not quite, I need to earn the students trust again." Franklin nodded and handed Freddie the intercom button and microphone. Freddie then began to speak into it, catching the student's attention. "Students of Ridgeway, this is Freddie Benson. I have some important news for you."
The school was silent as they listened to Freddie, every ear eager to hear what he needed to say. "I want to first off apologize for everyone I injured in some way over time…" Freddie went on to apologize to everyone in the school that he'd done wrong to and apologized for what he had done. Mitch helped him out quite a bit with that before. "I know it will take time to regain your trust, but hear me out, I will never harm any of you again. I am a changed man." Mitch promised to use magic to 'speed up' time. To where it would take quite a bit of time before people trusted Freddie, he figured he'd just make it instant so Freddie could feel better. Freddie was doing the right things, anyway. "Now, may Miss Valerie Williams please come to the office, I would like to say something to her."
Freddie turned off the intercom system and exhaled. He waited until Valerie came in, she still seemed a little nervous and confused. "Freddie, what was that all about?" Valerie asked with a quiet voice. Freddie started to say something, but was interrupted when his cell phone went off. He held up his finger and answered the phone.
"Hello?"
"Freddie, this is Carly…I-I can't believe this. It's all true, our fighting, what has it been on? I don't understand this anymore. We shouldn't be fighting, we should be friends."
"Yes, that is true."
"Freddie, I…I feel guilty. I need to make things right. I realize that I am at fault for Spencer's death and I made an innocent person go to jail because of it. I'm going to confess my crimes…"
"Carly, just remember, we are friends. I promise you that things will look better if you admit that Spencer's death was an accident. You wanted to kill me and instead you killed Spencer. I will never hate you for anything that you've done or that you will do. Why? Because I know that you never completely understood. Your wrath was only because of simple misunderstandings. Maybe now, things will get better."
"I hope so. I was going to wait for you, look out the window, I'm still here." Freddie looked out the window and saw Carly waving by the tree. She had tears running down her face. "I'm going to the police station now. I'm going to leave this journal on the ground for you, okay?" Freddie nodded and Carly set the notebook down. "Goodbye, I hope we'll be friends some day."
"We aren't already?" Carly chuckled and shrugged her shoulders.
"Yeah, sure we are." Carly hung up and Freddie turned to Valerie. He knew he had some things to make up for her, and he would. Soon, he would make everything right with her. Then, he'd make everything right with Sam. He just had to figure out what to do.
I know I haven't updated JESSICA'S DARK PAST yet, but hey, no one reviewed the last two chapters of it, so do I really feel comfortable putting up the third chapter? Yes I do, but I like to hurry on the stories that are getting attention, like this one ^_^, so bear with me on that one. Hope you liked this chapter.