


Battlefield

by b r o k e n l i a r



Category: iCarly
Genre: Hurt-Comfort, Romance
Language: English
Status: In-Progress
Published: 2010-10-11
Updated: 2010-10-11
Packaged: 2014-05-30 04:27:14
Rating: T
Chapters: 2
Words: 344
Publisher: www.fanfiction.net
Story URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/s/6390593/1/
Author URL: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/2566443/b-r-o-k-e-n-l-i-a-r
Summary: One Minute It's Love, Then Suddenly It's Like a Battlefield.





	1. Chapter 1

"Sam! I can't believe it!" Carly screamed at Sam, who had just told her that she and Freddie were dating.

~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_Later on in the Week_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~_~

"What do you mean?" Sam asked timidly.

"Sam, Why are you so timid nowadays?" Carly asked as she sipped her banana smoothie.

Sam shrugged, "I dunno."

Truth is, Sam DID know why. She just didn't want to tell Carly.

Those bruises on her arms, the scars on her back and the tears wasted on her pillows? They were because of him. And she couldn't tell anyone. Cause if she did, it would get worse.

Carly yelled and shook Sam slightly, "SAM!"

Sam looked at her, "Whu?"

"Are you Ok? You seem so out of it lately…"

Sam turned away and mumbled, "I'm fine."

Then HE walked in.

"Hey Carly, Hey Sam." He sat next to Sam, and touched her back lightly.

She winced, and Freddie smirked to himself.

Carly's phone beeped, "I gotta go. See ya'll later." She got up and left.

Freddie turned to Sam, and all the familiarity was drained out of his face.

Sam gulped and he stood up, dragging her out to his apartment.

She timidly followed, knowing what was next.

**AN: Switched Personalities! Sam is Timid Child and Freddie is... Well... A Sam.**


	2. Chapter 2

**AN: From now on, It's mostly from Sam's POV.. I'll tell you if isn't.**

He wasn't himself today.

He was nice.

He didn't hit me, didn't bruise me, and most shockingly, he didn't do anything to me.

He just was nicer...

Telling me sweet things, giving me compliments and every sweet lovey dovey thing there was.

It was like he was back to his old self…

Weird.

I pulled my long sleeved striped grey shirt over my fists and he lay his hand on my stomach, since my head was on his lap, and started stroking my stomach lightly.

He kissed my head and started humming.

My eyes slowly started to droop..

And I slowly fell asleep.


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