iWill give you no absolution

by NihilisticAmbition313

Disclaimer: I don't own iCarly and not profiting from this.

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Chapter 1

Freddie's view

That harpy. Her and her live on-air confession about never having kissed either. Like that was supposed to mean something to me. Of course you never kissed before. Who the hell would wanna kiss an evil shrew like you?

Basically I was always able to tolerate Sam Puckett, partly for Carly's sake and partly for the sake of iCarly, but the night that she made me look like a lame ass virgin in front of our entire audience and our entire school was the last straw. I was done with her, for real this time.

I was sitting out on the fire escape listening to the radio, staring up at the Seattle night sky. It was clear and the stars were perfectly visible. I had my eyes closed and didn't see someone come over to me as they tapped me on the shoulder. I opened my eyes to see who dared disturb me.

It was her.

"...What?" I answered in the most venom-drenched tone I could conjure

Sam was taken aback by my hostility, but sat down across from me anyway.

"Hey...Did you watch the show tonight?" she asked in a tone that was uncharacteristically meek for her

"Yep." I curtly replied

"...So, we're cool?"

Heh. Are we cool? In all of Sam's drivel on iCarly not once did she say any kind of 'I'm sorry', yet she automatically thinks we're supposed to be cool.

"No, Sam. We're not cool." I icily told her

I looked her dead in the eye. She didn't flinch, but I could tell she was concerned.

"Dude, I'm sorry alright?"

"...Really?"

"Yeah...Look, I went too far, alright? Sorry I humiliated you like that."

Sam sounded sincere, and as much as I tried to keep my heart hardened I felt it starting to soften, just a little.

"...Thanks."

"Yeah..." Sam muttered as she played with a shoestring on her Converse "I don't even see what's so great about a first kiss anyway." she mused

"Me neither. It's totally overrated."

"Totally."

Neither of us spoke for several moments. I wanted to say something, but I still wasn't keen on speaking to her. I was still mad at her after all.

"...So, you comin' back to the show or what?" she asked

"I don't know. I'll think about it."

"Meh, not like we need you or anything."

"Excuse me?"

"I know how to do all that tech shit you do. You actually thought you did something that great, tech boy? Besides, the show's better without you all nerding it up anyways."

I couldn't believe it, but then again I could. Sam had gone from apologizing to insulting me at the speed of light. Why did she have to go out of her way to be such a bitch to me every chance she got? I was so sick and goddamned tired of being her whipping boy. I was sick of her. That was the last straw, really the last straw.

"...Go away Puckett." I growled

"Come 'gain?"

"Are you deaf? I said go away."

"Watch it Freddenstein."

"Watch this."

Before I could stop it, my right middle finger went up, right between Sam's eyes.

"I've had it with you Puckett. Go fuck yourself. Go away."

"Nobody flips off Sam Puckett!" she barked as she shot from her seat and approached me in a threatening manner

I didn't flinch. You see, I'm not a little wimp who can't fight back like most folks think. I just usually took Sam's shit in stride. This time though, the situation was different. All bets were off.

"You better slow your road, nub, or-"

"Or what?" I challenged as I stood up to meet her face to face

"You don't wanna find out."

"Pshaw, please. Newsflash, Puckett; Nobody's scared of you."

"Damn right you're a nobody."

Sam shoved me, making me stumble backward toward the banister of the fire escape, coming within just a few inches of the metalwork!

"Hey! You trying to kill me!" I roared, and in a flash I ran back over to her and grabbed her by both wrists

"Let go!" Sam shouted as she tried to wrestle away

She was going nowhere though. Unbeknownst to her or Carly, I'd been hitting the weights for almost a year. That, coupled with my growth spurt, made me way stronger than I was when Sam first began tormenting me. Strength-wise she was totally overmatched now, and I intended on showing her.

Thinking ahead of Sam, I blocked her attempt to knee me in my sensitive area with my own knee. I then swept her leg from under her with my own leg and sent her crashing to the floor. I quickly put my weight on top of her in the schoolboy position.

I now had her pinned on the surface of the fire escape by the wrists, totally helpless. She spat in my face, but I just laughed it off.

"Get off me!" she demanded

I looked into her eyes and saw something I'd never seen in those eyes before.

Fear.

"Make me." I taunted

"Asshole! Get off!" she screamed as she tried her best to reverse the pin

Heh, like hell I was letting her go. I felt something swell in the pit of my stomach, something like...pleasure. Yeah, pleasure. I loved having Sam prone and at my mercy for a change. It felt pretty damn good...

After squirming and spitting in my face for about ninety seconds, Sam gave up trying to escape and let herself catch her breath.

"I am so gonna kill you for this nub!"

"Blah-blah-blah." I teased, my grip on her wrists ever-firm

"You're dead!"

"You're dead." I repeated after her in a nyah-nyah voice

"Sorry ass nub! That's why Carly will never love you!"

Oh baby, you just shouted for the avalanche...

"Oh, Carly will never love me? Different day, same lame ass insult. You don't think I get that by now. I don't even care anymore. You can have her, since I heard around school you went that way anyway."

Zing!

"I do not!"

"You might as well. No guy would ever want an evil, ugly bitch like you anyway."

Pow!

"You're calling me ugly? Ha. Seen a mirror lately?" Sam retorted with decreased ferocity

"Yeah, I have. Broke any mirrors lately, witchface?"

Bang!

"Whatever man, get off me! Dude I can't breathe!"

"Oh, I'm sooooo sorry. Am I making baby Samantha uncomfortable?"

"Freddie get off me! I really can't breathe! Please!"

"Or what? You'll die? Heh, not like the world would miss you, Princess. I know I sure wouldn't. Carly would get over it after she found another loser sidekick to lead around by the nose and let leech off her popularity. Your own mother wouldn't even notice because she's always too wasted to remember you even exist."

Whoa...That last one was too far, and I could tell because Sam's expression went from frustrated to downright hurt.

My God, what in the world was I doing? I had one of my best friends pinned down and restrained like I was a common rapist, hurling the most mean-spirited and hurtful insults I could think of at her. The revenge fest I was having had gone from fun to disgusting in the time it took to spew the mother insult at Sam.

I let go of Sam's wrists and stood up from over her. She stood up as well and rubbed her wrists, which were red from the force of my grip.

"Sam, I'm sorry."

She looked at me with eyes full of hurt and full of tears.

"...Did you get your revenge out of your system?" she asked as her voice broke

"I didn't mean to do all that Sam, I'm so-"

"Yes you did. You meant it, and you enjoyed it...Grats dude. You finally got big bad Sam back. Feel like a big boy now?" Sam asked, her voice quivering

What I felt like was a big jerk. Was it really necessary for me to react the way I did to Sam's shove? Of course she wasn't trying to shove me over the banister, but in that moment I was just so mad at her and I overreacted. Boy did I overreact...

"Sam, I overreacted. I-"

"Have a nice life, Fredward Benson. Don't ever come near me again and I'll damn sure stay away from you."

I watched as she went back inside through the window, weeping. I then sat back down and put my face in my hands, cursing myself for letting my emotions control me. Earlier I said I was done with her for real, for good, but I was just talking out of my ass. Now however, I think Sam and I really are done, and this time it's all my fault. Then I realized that Sam was going to tell Carly, and Carly was going to tell Spencer. That would be two more friends gone.

"Smooth fucking move, Benson..." I sighed