I'm sorry for the wait guys. There's just so much on my plate. My English teacher decided to give my class a research paper to do at the END OF THE YEAR. Like seriously, no one wants to be thinking about writing a paper when you can be thinking about what to wear to the beach. Also, I'm a beta, so I spend alot of my time editing stories.

*UPDATE*

Yeah, so I might've said I was planning maybe 50 chapters, but I'm changing it. There will only be 25 chapters. I have no inspiration whatsoever, but I vowed to finish this story when I started writing it and I will!

Disclaimer- I don't own any characters from Victorious or iCarly, but the rest are from my head.

~Sam POV~

When I opened the door to my apartment I could hear them. My mom and Evan, they were at it again. I just didn't understand. How could someone who was pregnant have such rough sex. Well I assumed it was rough form the way my mom would scream. It's not really an image I want in my head, but since I have to hear all the time it kind of just stays in the back my mind. Unfortunately.

I made my way to my bed and plopped down onto it. I just wanted to sleep. I had spent the whole day with Jade, and I needed some time to take everything in.

I felt bad for saying all that stuff about the Library, but I liked how determined she was to fix it up. I think that idea was ridiculous though. How are two teenage girls supposed to fix up an abandoned Library? It's good to dream though right?

'Sam?" Someone called out to me.

I shot up from my bed. It was my mom. "hmm?"

"Can I talk to you?" She asked as she made her way through my room.

"Sure?" I replied.

"I need to confess something." She said. " Something you won't like."

Great. Now I really just wanted to sleep. If I was asleep I wouldn't hear it, well I think I wouldn't hear it. And then i wouldn't get mad.

"What?" I asked. You could hear the anger on my tongue already.

"I-I've been pregnant for four months but I never told you because I knew you'd get mad, and I was just so happy and I didn't want to loose you." She cried out.

"Are you serious Pamela?" I yelled. "How could you do this to me?"

My heart was racing, and I just couldn't breathe.

"I'm sorry." Pam cried.

"Don't apologize Mom, it makes you look pathetic." I shot back at her.

"Samantha. Could you stop being a bitch for one second?"

My eyes widened. " I'll stop being a bitch when you stop fucking Evan."

She just stared at me. She couldn't really say anything to me though. We both knew they were never going to stop.

"Are we done here because if we are you can get out." I said.

"I'm having twins." She said suddenly. " Now we're done."

And with that she slammed my door.

Twins. She's having twins. TWINS!

Not only am I going to have to raise my little brother or sister, but both of them.

Evan wasn't the fathering type and his bad side is going to come out eventually, so I'm just counting down the days till my life is over once again.

I wonder if she'd believe me if ever I told her Evan had hit me. I'd tell you one thing, It would not end up just like in the movies. This is life, and life is fucked up so you almost never get your happy ever after.

I just want to sleep. I don't want to worry anymore. I want to have dreams about what my life could've been. About how happy I could be.

Even If I do though. They're still just dreams, and that's the part that fucking gets to me every time.

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