iKeep Running Away

The Fire Escape

A/N:Can you believe how far Seddie has come? The last time I published something on here, Seddie had only kissed once in the episode iKiss. iOMG had never happened. And now iLost My Mind is coming August 13th! Just two weeks, people! I'm so excited and SO happy Seddie are finally getting their chance after having to endure iSaved Your Life. Dan Schneider, you are the best!

I would like to take this time to thank everybody who put up with me and waited for this story. I've gotten quite a number of PM's from reviewers wondering when the sequel would come up. I just want to say that I'm really sorry for the wait. I know I said early summer and now the summer is practically over for some people, but it was all in good reason. I've been writing this story like mad and working on it ever since I ended iHate Jeff, never forgetting it for a second.

This story has gotten almost a year's worth preparation and I think it's really ready. I'm happy with the way I've portrayed the characters and also the new characters I've created. I hope you like them as much as I do.

Here's the first chapter of the iHate Jeff sequel, iKeep Running Away. I think we all know where I got the title from :) And now I will leave you to enjoy. Read and review!

Disclaimer: iCarly is the genius work of Dan Schneider. I own nothing but the plot.

Freddie's POV

Did I tell you I knew your name
But it seems that I've lost it
Did I tell you it's my own game
This is not your problem

I don't know if I'm gonna change
Wasting time and another day
I keep running away
Even from the good things

The sky was as clear as it got in Seattle the night following Sam's departure to New York. It was cool out and slightly windy that night on the fire escape. I still couldn't believe she'd gone. My blonde-haired demon. My best friend. My love. It was probably close to midnight. I had been sitting out here, listening to my Pear Pad, the same song on repeat for two hours.

I clutched a picture of Sam in my hands, unable to take my eyes off of it. This was my favorite picture of her. It was taken a month before she'd met her boyfriend, Jeff, and we were in our last year of high school. Sam's hair was done back the way I secretly liked it. Away from her face in a ponytail. She had me in a headlock, I was looking particularly annoyed, but her face was joyous. She had her head on top of mine and she was grinning. Her bangs were messy and she wasn't wearing a stitch of makeup.

Both of us were covered in chocolate cake mix, her hand print, made of cake batter, was plastered on my new shirt. I had a raw egg, complete with the shell, cracked over my head and there was a bit of chocolate on my cheek. Two-fourths of Sam's face and body were covered in chocolate. There was a spot of flour on her nose. I smiled at the memory.

It had been Spencer's birthday. Carly had gone out shopping to buy his present. She had put Sam and I in charge of making the cake. What a mistake that was.

The moment Carly had left, Sam grabbed the bowl of batter that I had carefully made from scratch, took a messy handful of it, and threw it straight for my face. I had ducked just in time, but the chocolate had splattered the wall behind me. I knew Carly was gonna flip when she got home so I tried to make Sam stop fooling around and help me clean up.

Of course she called me a stick in the mud and flicked another bit in my face. I tried to ignore her and clean up, but she just wouldn't let my attention wander away from her. I snapped and ended up upending the bowl of batter over her head. That called for war.

Let's just say, she won. And I ended up sticky and in that headlock. When Carly returned, she shouted at the both of us and demanded we clean the kitchen before Spencer came home and found the place a mess with no birthday party set up. Sam refused to let me out of the headlock, still mad about the batter and Carly ended up cleaning the kitchen and setting up the party herself. Spencer came home before much got done. But the worst of it was already taken care of and he was more amused than anything at the state of his apartment.

Spencer thought that the headlock Sam had me in was just the funniest thing and ended up grabbing his camera to capture the moment. I remember clearly Sam kicking me over and over and saying, "Smile dork." Not caring how many bruises I would have in the morning, I didn't smile and thus, we have this picture.

Carly never really did forgive us for ruining Spencer's party, but thinking back on it, it was kind of funny. It was great fun having a cake war with Sam and I loved having her hold me like that. If it weren't for knowing how much trouble we would have been in, I would have enjoyed the experience more. At the time, I was truly annoyed with Sam. Now it has to be one of my favorite moments between the two of us.

I sighed.

Did I tell you it's not that bad
Sitting over here dreaming
Did I tell you I'm right on track
This time I mean it

I don't know if I'm gonna change
Wasting time and another day

I keep running away
Even from the good things

The song ended, then restarted again. I had put it on replay. The song that had played when Sam and I kissed for the first time ever.

How I love that girl...

But she was gone.

Going to New York with her boyfriend, Jeff. They may even be there by now. I didn't know. I figured she'd call or something when she got there. I wondered how things were going. If she had had a safe flight. How she was feeling. Anxious, happy? She was probably happy. Excited. Holding Jeff's hand as they toured the streets of New York.

Fingers numb, I finally set down the picture of Sam and I. I missed her. I wondered how my life would be without her. So far it's been dull, but that might just be because I've spent it all out here, depressing myself further by doing nothing but thinking of her.

Her hair, her eyes, her smile.

I hoped she was happy wherever she was. Whatever she was doing. I wonder if she knows that I'm miserable here...If she knows that when she's ready to return to Seattle that I'm here. Waiting for her. Waiting for her to tell me that she feels the same way and that she's ready to start a relationship with me. Waiting...

But she didn't have any feelings for me beyond friendship and she wasn't even thinking of coming back. Not when she was with her precious Jeff...

I was shocked to feel tears start to well up in my eyes. I let them travel down my chin and onto the concrete.

Sam Puckett, if ever you are ever ready to come back to me, I am waiting for you.

A/N: I hope you enjoyed the first chapter! Next one will be up very soon. Now I know this was pretty much just Freddie angst, but don't worry, the next chapter has major dialogue.

So I noticed in the last chapter of iHate Jeff how many people were upset with the ending, and how many people were sad, but happy with the ending and awaiting the sequel. I just want to say I cherish each and every review I get. Good or bad. So don't hesitate to send bad reviews if bad reviews are due. I like reading about everyone's different opinions, but I'll have you know that iHate Jeff ended just as I wanted it to and I have no regrets. I respect those who accepted that ending as well as those who complained. Every review makes me a better writer.

And now, the time has come to review again! Feedback helps, you guys :)

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