


iCan't Believe You Did This To Me

by PftFan99



Category: iCarly
Genre: Drama, Romance
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2011-05-19
Updated: 2011-07-06
Packaged: 2015-01-25 07:15:28
Rating: T
Chapters: 3
Words: 590
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/7005290/1/
Author URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/2615607/PftFan99
Summary: I told myself I would never come back... But I'm done with this. Hello Seattle, Sam Puckett will return, and I'll return with revenge. On Carly Shay.





	1. Prologue

**iCan't Believe You Did This To Me - Prologue**

**by ****PftFan99**

**A Seddie Story... Sam's POV  
>- -<strong>

"Carly Shay! Will you marry me?"  
>Freddie was bent on his knees in front of the girl, I wanted to be.<br>'Please say no, please say no.'  
>"Yes, Freddie! I will!"<br>Thats when my insides blew up.  
>I did what Pucketts never did... I ran.<br>I ran like my life depended on it.  
>When what would be normal for me, was just<br>punching Carly straight in the face, but she was my best friend.. I could never force myself to do that..  
>So what I did was ran.<br>I ran with tears flying off my face.  
>Faster than what I had ever done in my life.<p> 


	2. Chapter 1Goodbye Florida, Hello Seattle

**iCan't Believe You Did This To Me - Chapter One- Goodbye Florida, Hello Seattle**

**by ****PftFan99**

**A Seddie Story...  
>Sam's POV<strong>

I sling my suitcase onto my bed.  
>I know I swore to never go back.<br>But that was the past.  
>I'm fed up with the pain thats riling up inside of me.<br>If only I was the girl Freddie knelt down to that day.  
>I stuff all the clothes I owned in the suitcase.<br>I'm not really planning on coming back here.  
>Thats why I am packing everything I have, and leaving. This place, I don't own it.<br>So, all I have here, is food, and clothes.  
>And all this other crap...<br>I have finish packing. And as I look back toward my apartment,  
>I don't regret anything.<br>I drag my suitcase to the door, and look over to the table next to the door.  
>My knife.<br>Mustn't forget that, shall I?  
>I reach my hand over, and hold onto the knife with a strong grip.<br>I stuff it in one of the pockets on the side of my belt.  
>Goodbye Florida, Hello Seattle.<p> 


	3. Ch2Plane Rides Are Not What They Seem

**Chapter 3 ** **:D**

And I just sit there.

Its not like I'm wasting time.

I reach my hand over to my belt.

I have a strong grip on the knife thats flopping around in there.

I had a hard time getting on this plane.

FLASHBACK

I walked onto the plane, still having the knife in a firm grip.

That's when I came up to the metal detector.

But, of course, I _had _to have my knife.

"I'm sorry, M'amm, we have detected metal in your belt."

That is when the man reached towards my belt.

I smacked his hand away.

Apparently, it hurt him.

Because he looked down at his hand, in shock.

But sooner or later, he ended up getting the knife anyways.

That's when I got angry.

I jerked the knife out of his hand, leaving a huge gash in his hand.

Blood started dripping on the floor, and I knew he looked in my direction.

But I had already started running into the plane.

I quickly sat in a seat, and formed some sort of disguise with what I had.

And the guy came towards my seat, with devilish eyes.

I sunk down in my seat and covered my knife with my hand, hoping he wouldn't notice me.

Blood was running down his arm, and onto the plane.

It sort of was disgusting, but I had to get used to it.

The guard let out a small, "Hmph.", and walked back to the front of the plane, while wiping his hand and arm off with a rag.

END FLASHBACK

Yeah, I am _never _riding a plane again.


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