Chapter 10

Thank you guys for reviewing! Something's really bothering me: I'm trying to find this fanfic that I used to read a long time ago... I forgot the main plot & the name, but all I remember is how Freddie snuck around the football court thing, and he saw Sam with some dudes and Sam was making out with a dude who was riding her shirt up and everytime he'd do that, she'd pull her shirt down. Then afterwards, Freddie wanted to confess to Sam about something so he like, went into the bus where she was at or something, and he got beat up because of the dude, then Freddie was all, "Sam, help me." or something like that; And then Sam kicked him and she was like, "Go get your carlycakes." OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. Do you guys know it.? :P

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly.

Sam's P.O.V.

I stretch and yawn, feeling a slight pressure on my eyes. I reach a hand up to touch them and found that my eyes were puffy from last night. The night I had decided to cut myself again.

I shook my head. I don't want to think about that right now. I'm still ashamed of what I did

… Freddie. Freddie, did he leave? I reach behind me and sure enough, I felt something solid, and I felt him shift. "So, you're awake now." He said. Wait, so he was awake all this time?

I nodded, trying to ignore the fact that our legs were tangled together and his arms were around me, keeping me safe and warm. His head was resting on top of mine, so I could feel his warm breath on my forehead as he breathes in and out. "Mhm." I sit up, feeling uncomfortable because my best friend's— ex-best friend's boyfriend was holding me really tight. She may be a bitch, but I feel guilty of doing this.

Freddie sat up along with me, and we stared out into the sunrise. "Sunrise. Must be around 6 a.m." He looked to his right to find his phone. He grabbed it and lit it up, automatically squinted his eyes because the light was too bright on his phone. "Yep, around five fifty-eight A.M."

I nodded once again, just staring out into the horizon where the sun was rising. "The sun's so beautiful." I commented. I shook my head, realizing that what I said was stupid. "Sorry, I didn't mean that, I just… you're probably not used to seeing this side of me." I hugged my knees to my chest, burying my head between them.

"Nah, it's fine. It's actually kind of nice seeing you this vulnerable." He said, rubbing my back for comfort I didn't think I needed.

I glared at him playfully and punched him lightly on the shoulder. "Woops, sorry, muscle spasm." I said sarcastically.

He smirked and stared out once again at the beautiful sight that lay before us. I settled my head on top of my arms and looked closely at the view. "So…" Freddie said out-of-the-blue.

I raised one eyebrow at him. "So?" I turned my head to look at him. "So what?"

"Are you uh… going to school today?" Freddie asked.

I shook my head slowly and my eyes traveled to his white shirt where I noticed a familiar red stain. "Oh my God. I'm so fucking sorry Freddie! I didn't mean to get… I'm sorry." I apologized, reaching out for his shirt and rubbing it.

Freddie just chuckled as I frantically rubbed his shirt with my forearm. He grabbed my wrist where my cuts and scars where and pulled it away from his shirt. "It's fine, Sam, really." I shook my head in disagreement and started to rub his shirt again. He just chuckled again and took my wrist and looked at it. "About yesterday…"

I took a deep breath and let it out, looking at his dark brown eyes. "I really don't wanna talk about it… not now, at least." I told him softly.

Freddie nodded, knowing what I meant and took a look at my wrist again. He lightly and slowly ran a finger down my fresh cut from last night. A single tear drops down my eye as I was reminded of the promise I broke to myself. I was about to wipe it away before Freddie saw, but it was too late. He noticed and cupped my face with one of his hands, carefully wiping the tear away. "Don't cry, please. And, never do this again, please. It hurts me just as much as it hurts you doing it." He pleaded.

"I'll try. It's just… it's my only way of coping, you know? Aside from suici—" I stopped, catching myself for what I was about to say. "My only way of coping."

"What was it you said before you stopped?" He asked me, looking straight into my eyes.

"Nothing." I replied rather quick.

"Right." Freddie said sarcastically.

I sighed loudly, lying back down on the bed and covering my face with my blanket. "I must look like shit right now." I groaned.

Freddie chuckled and pulled the blanket away from my face, but I just pulled it back up again. "C'mon, Sam, you don't look that bad." He joked.

I gasped, and hit him on the shoulder jokingly. "Way to boost up my ego." I added sarcastically.

He just laughed and said, "So, you're not going to school, right?"

"Nope."

"Then I'm not coming either." He voiced.

I sighed, "Nub, you don't have to skip school because I'm skipping school."

He smirked at my old nickname for him. "But I want to skip school. You need someone right now, Sam. And I'm here for you." He commented, smiling down at me as I was still on the bed laying down.

"Alright, but don't complain if you're citizenship grades go down." I said.

To be honest, I'm really glad the nub had decided to skip school with me. He's right, I do need someone right now. And it's him. He's all I ever needed. Lately, I've been alone and isolated from everyone because of what happened with Carly and him. I had to deal with my own problems, even when I was little… Yeah, I'd rather not talk about that right now.

"Okay." He said, taking my hand and pulling me up to him so I could stand up. By this time, the sun had already risen and lit up the whole city of Seattle. Cars were already busy and running down the street. You could see a whole lot of children lining up outside their elementary schools. I looked to the far left seeing a trio that included a boy and two girls. They were goofing around and getting yelled at by many cars telling them to get a move one when they randomly stopped in the middle of the crosswalk. That used to be us, the iCarly trio.

We never really did iCarly anymore, considering what has happened. Freddie just posted up a blog saying that there were some difficulties and that was that. No more iCarly. Of course, the viewers had been wondering. Even some students from Ridgeway had come up to me and asked, but I never really answered. I just replied a simple and vague, 'Just… life.' And walk away.

Freddie tapped me on the shoulder. "Whatcha thinking about?" He asked.

"Just… life." I smirked, and took a head start at my elevator.

He shrugged and followed me down.

"So, what exactly were you planning to do today?" Freddie asked me while I set up my game system.

I shrugged saying, "Getting ready for the humiliation and drama that's bound to happen tomorrow."

Freddie sighed, "I'm sure it won't be that bad, Sam."

I stopped what I was doing and glared at him and was about to say something but stopped. "Never mind. Carly just pisses me off and makes my life a living Hell, that's all. She's just fucking retarded and… and I can't believe you actually put up with her!" I exclaimed, dropping the video game I was about to insert into the disc drive.

Freddie nodded, "Me neither."

One of my eyebrows raised in confusion and I was about to ask him something, but his phone rang. Freddie reached for his phone in his pocket and answered it.

"Hello?" he asked. His eyes widened as he replied to whoever it was on the phone. "Oh… he-ey Carly…"

Well speak of the devil.

I crossed my arms and rolled my eyes, then uncrossed my arms, resuming what it was I was doing.

"Why I'm not at school today…?" Freddie looked over to me with the look, 'What do I say?' in his eyes. I shrugged. And because of that, I earned the sarcastic 'Thanks for your help.' Look. "I had to go to a dentist appointment… Yeah… I'll see you tomorrow… "

"I love you." I heard the little bitch say on the phone.

"Yeah um, okay. Later." Freddie hung up.

"Yeah, um, okay, later." I mocked him in the voice he didn't have. He smirked. "What was that about?" I asked him, grabbing a controller and shoving it into his hands.

He shrugged. "She called me asking why I'm not at school, so I lied and told her I had a dentist appointment."

"Oh, yeah, because if you told her you were hanging out with me, she'd flip." I commented, hitting a bunch of buttons on the controller to start the game. "I still can't believe you still put up with all this crap. She betrayed me."

"I'm sorry…"

"Why are you saying sorry? There's nothing you should be sorry about."

"I know, but… I felt like you needed someone to apologize to you, you know?" Freddie's eyes left the T.V. screen and shifted to look at me.

I caught this and glared at him. "Why are you looking at me like that?" My brows furrowed together. Freddie reached his hand out and brushed some of my hair out of my face and behind my ear. He traced a line along the side of my neck. "Uh… Fredifer?"

"You have a scar here." He commented. "Why?"

"I'm really not comfortable sharing that right now." I said, returning my hair back to its rightful place.

"I understand." He said.

I really feel bad not sharing with him any information of my past, but I can't help it. I'm just not comfortable sharing anything right now. Especially cause of what recently happened. "Thank you."

He smiled at me and turned back to look at the T.V. Oh yeah, I was totally beating his ass.

14 rounds later, my stomach was growling and Freddie insisted driving to Inside Out Burger. It's on him. Of course, I agreed. He drove us to Inside Out Burger in no time, and he got another chance seeing me chomp down my food in less than 5 minutes. I missed these moments.

I was down to my fries and I saw Freddie staring at me. "What?" I asked, completely irritated.

He sighed and smiled, reaching over across the table from where he sat and swiped his finger on the corner of my mouth. I looked at him like he was crazy so he hastily added, "You had a little something right… uh… there."

"Oh." I continued eating my fries and got up to throw my trash away. I went outside to sit on the benches, staring at the parked car that was in front of me. Soon enough, Freddie joined me and put his jacket around me.

"So, you want to go home now?" Freddie asked.

I nodded, wrapping the jacket around me more. I stood up and started walking down the sidewalk away from his car.

"Hey, Sam! What are you doing?" Freddie shouted when I was about to cross the street.

I shrugged. "Walking home, what does it look like I'm doing?"

"Nuh-uh, you're not walking home in the cold. Come on, I brought you here, now it's time for me to bring you home." He stalked over to me and carried me over his shoulder, like how I used to do to him.

"Fredweird! Put me the hell down, dude!" I screamed.

He shook his head and dropped me into the passenger's seat, strapping me up in a seatbelt. He started the car and drove down the road in the direction of my humble abode. Once we got there, he stopped in front of my house and turned to me. "Are you okay being by yourself in uh… this neighborhood?"

I sighed and nodded. "Yes, I've been dealing with this neighborhood ever since I was 6."

"Even when you're alone?"

"Yep. Pretty much every day when I was little and onwards." I shrugged.

"Oh, okay… well… take care, see you tomorrow."

I unstrapped myself from the seatbelt, hopped out of the car, and turned to him. I nodded once. "See you tomorrow."

We get to see some more Seddie. So basically, it's just a filler chapter, but filler chapters hold more than you think.
Thanks for reading this chapter, next chapter will be up soon! Thanks again, and remember to REVIEW! ;D & have you guys heard the recent news? iCarly's gonna end this year. D: omg, this news made me cry. They've been through so much together and grew up together, and it's just ending... like that. I'll miss the show, & I hope the cast stays good friends.

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