The Greatest Secret

Disclaimer: Nope, don't own iCarly

A/N:

Chapter 151 (Auditions: A Break and Rough News)

That night, Freddie decided to find out a little more about Griffin and just who this guy was. As Carly's older brother, he needed to ensure the person she was dating wasn't crazy. He didn't usually trust bikers, especially not ones who looked like Griffin. The guy had muscles, he was constantly cleaning his motorcycle, usually wore black and often had muscle shirts. Oddly he didn't get a bad vibe from him, he was just concerned. Maybe a bit overly concerned, but concerned nonetheless.

Griffin was actually around the back of the school like always with his motorcycle. When he got there, he saw Carly sitting cross-legged on the rear of the bike while Griffin worked on the front tire. "So what's the big surprise you have for me, Griffin?" Griffin looked up and smiled at her, but shook his head. She pouted her lower lip and crossed her arms. "Fine be that way, don't tell me. I'll find out though, you know I will." He shrugged and continued to spin the jack. Carly leaned forward against the seat of the bike and stretched her arms out along it. "Come on, please tell me?"

"Nope, you'll have to wait." Freddie chuckled briefly and leaned back against the wall. He tilted his head to the side and folded his arms over. Part of him felt guilty for spying, but he knew his reasons. "So we'll be coming up on our year anniversary pretty soon here. You want to go out to where we met?" Griffin rose up and moved over to her, smiling as she flipped onto her back and held on to the seat above her head. She giggled and swayed her body to the left.

"Maybe..." She bit her tongue and bounced her hips upwards. Freddie's jaw fell momentarily and his eyebrows rose, he knew that move! Sam did it all the time, it was a tempting move that she used to try and seduce him. It was definitely something her Uncle and Aunt would frown upon, she didn't do it so much anymore though. "So Griffin, how was your day today?" He smirked at her and put his hand on her forehead, slowly sliding it through her hair as he bent down and kissed her lips.

"I had a great day, and you're not tempting me." Carly smirked back and watched as Griffin moved back to the tire.

"Well I know you're into girls, so that's not the reason you're not falling for it. Is there another girl I should be worried about?"

"Not at all." He grabbed his wrench from the ground and started tightening the hubcaps. Freddie was impressed that Griffin didn't give into the temptation, now the question was why. "I know your family wouldn't appreciate it very much and I don't think you want to do that kind of thing, knowing the risks." Carly sighed and slowly sat up, nodding her head.

"True, Sam hasn't had sex yet, so I'm sure she'd frown upon me if I did." Freddie's throat caught him and he slowly rubbed it while making the mental note to not tell Carly that he and Sam actually had done it. "I don't want to seem like a prude, but you're right…I'm just not ready for that. Most guys don't even care, they just go for it."

"Yeah. I'm amazed you'd even try that." Freddie raised his eyebrow as Carly shrugged her shoulders and brought her feet to the seat and her knees to her chest while wrapping her arms around her legs. "I always thought you hated sex."

"I don't hate it, I just value it. I'd rather it be with the right person you know. Not some jerk who would hit and run two girls in separate states…" He froze at that and slowly looked over to see Griffin get up and hug Carly. Her words stabbed him like a knife in the gut. Had Carly had sex before? He moved his eyes to the ground as a cold chill ran down his spine and his heart came screeching to a halt. When had she dated anyone? He never knew about it, nor did Sam, otherwise she would have said something.

"Where do you think he is now anyway? I mean, it's been what, a couple years now?"

"Around the time Jake died. Everyone was so focused on that whole thing. We dated like a week…" Freddie felt his heart sink as he looked out to her. Her face was hard and eyes were misting up with tears, she didn't seem like she'd ever really talked about it. "We were sitting together and he started kissing me." Griffin's eyes grew a bit and he sat next to her, holding her hand in his and holding his arm around her shoulders. "One thing led to another, it felt so good…I wasn't thinking about anything at all. We were at his place and he led me to his bedroom. We kissed, I started undressing him and…goes on from there."

"Carly…it's okay." He held her close as she sobbed once. "You don't have to talk about it now." Freddie looked up, his stomach was churning inside of him and blood was starting to boil in his veins.

"No, I have to. You deserve to know, I mean…you're my boyfriend now. I know you wouldn't ever ask me to have sex like that…I mean." She wiped her eye with her wrist and clenched her hand up. "What really was fucked up about it, what really hurt, was how it ended. We fell asleep on the bed, this was just before he was supposed to visit his father down in LA…so I wake up the next morning and he's gone! All he left was a note that said he was late for his fucking plane. 'It was a good fuck, wish I could have said bye, but I'm late for the plane'! What kind of asshole does that to his girlfriend?"

"Carly…"

"No, no, what's really fucked up is he left something on his dresser…A sheet of paper talking about a girlfriend he had in L.A. Tori Vega or some shit like that. I tried to call him, tried to talk to him, but he never responded. I find out a few days later, he's moving to LA, not coming back!" Carly's face was flushed with hurt and betrayal, and Griffin was doing all that he could to console her.

Freddie turned to the side and placed his hand over his swirling stomach, swallowing down the bile that was making an attempt to rise up his throat. How dare someone do that to his sister! He knew he shouldn't have heard that just now, but maybe he should have. Maybe there was a reason he needed to. Carly had been hurt and nobody was able to be there for her. The guilt was intense and the shame was great.

"The thing about it…I have something else to say, but…"

"What is it?" Carly paused and bit her lip with uncertainty. Freddie glanced back as Griffin gazed seriously into her eyes. "I'm right here Carly. Nothing you can say will change my feelings for you, okay?"

"You sure you wouldn't hate me?" Freddie's eyebrows rose as he brought his hand to his chin. What was she about to say? Steven didn't get her pregnant, he hoped. If that was the case, then the bastard was really in trouble. Though how would that be possible? Nobody could have missed a pregnancy!

"I promise you Carly. I love you, no matter what. You know this. You mean more to me than that collection of mine." She chuckled vainly and slowly shook her head, the fear was very clear on her face, but her eyes were filled with bravery. She had to let it out, she had to tell somebody.

"Promise me you won't hurt me, Griffin. Promise me you won't leave me…"

Griffin stood from the bike and slowly pulled her off of it, embracing her closely. She gingerly placed her fingers on his shoulders and looked into his eyes, searching them. "Carly, I promise with all my heart, I will never leave you. We can be honest with each other as long as we can deal with the consequences."

She gazed at him for a minute, her tears streaming down her cheeks. Taking a brave, deep breath, she held it for a moment and released in order to speak. "You know how Spencer's a guy right? I didn't share intimate stuff with Sasha, so I never told her, but…I missed my period after that night." Griffin's eyes grew and Freddie's heart stopped completely. Everything around him quieted and the world became very, very still. "I had been pregnant due to Steven. I found out a couple months later when I began experiencing some stuff I've never dealt with…when I took the test, it came back positive, but…I miscarried, Griffin. I had a miscarriage!"

Freddie's muscles tensed up as he felt the fiery fluid running through his body. He turned his eyes to see Griffin holding Carly close as she cried, he was telling her how much he loved her and that he would never leave her. Freddie swallowed hard and slowly closed his fists. How could that have been missed? Carly kept it so well secret that nobody even noticed? She must have been a strong woman to do that.

"He'sadeadman," Freddie thought as he slowly began walking away. He was fighting the bile, which was stronger now. He growled and carefully made his way to his car. What was he supposed to do? Who was he supposed to talk to? He knew he couldn't just tell his mother or Robert, they'd probably go just as ballistic and it wouldn't show much if he just came out with something she'd been keeping to herself all this time. She would have to come out with it on her own, but that definitely didn't mean Freddie couldn't have his fun. If that man could be found, then he would find him, and he would teach him a good hard lesson in decency and courtesy. Cheating on her and leaving her behind was bad enough, never answering her calls was irritating enough, but leaving her pregnant? He was an asshole deserving of far more than anyone letting him get away with his crimes.

As he made it into his car and started driving off, he thought of his band. First things first, he did have to deal with that, and then the upcoming holidays, but there was no way he was forgetting that Steven guy. A special place would be reserved for him in Freddie's mind.

Shattering news, Carly was left pregnant by her boyfriend and cheated on, then had a miscarriage. It's enough to make someone spiral into anger and hatred, especially a brother. Hey wait, doesn't that sound familiar? Hmmm.