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Would It Help to Say I'm Sorry?
Date: 10/10/2017, Categories: Celebrities, Author: Dawn_Summers, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster
iCarly - Would It Help to Say I'm Sorry? (What if Carly didn't realize how angry Shelby was at her during the fight? No "time-out" and she didn't duck the next punch and kick. Now Carly is badly hurt; in the hospital and fighting for her life. People will change. Some will really surprise you.) "Ouch! That HURT! Watch it Shelby!" Carly stuffed her mouthpiece back in and went back to wind milling her hands in front of her in the best approximation of a fighter that she could adopt. Not catching the look of determination and anger in Shelby's eyes she moved back in towards the other girl. The roundhouse swing caught her flush on the chin. Her hands dropped and her eyes blanked. Following up her advantage Shelby launched a powerful sweeping kick designed to catch her opponent in the side. But Carly's knees crumpled and she started to fall. The heel of the professional fighter's foot caught the stunned web show hostess on the temple and she crumpled bonelessly to the mat. "Carly!" screamed Sam, Freddie and Spencer altogether. The blonde girl tore open the octagon door and the trio rushed in only to halt as a powerful voice bulled through the uproar of the crowd. "Don't move her!" A middle-aged man wearing a badge identifying him as someone with CFC slipped past them and fell to his knees beside Carly's unmoving body. He gently touched her, carefully examining her without moving her head or back. "I'm a doctor. CFC always has one standing by ... when a member fights, even in an exhibition bout like this," he hurriedly explained to the trio. He turned, put two fingers in his mouth and let out a piercing whistle that even under the circumstances made Sam jealous. A man and a woman wearing jackets marked "EMT" appeared, pushing their way through the crowd with a stretcher. "Get the backboard under her," directed the doctor. "On my count. One, two THREE." Once Carly was safely strapped onto the stretcher the EMTs carried her to the arena floor. With the doctor right beside them they quickly pushed the injured girl through the milling crowd. Sam screamed at people who seemed to think nothing of getting in the way so they could take a picture of Carly. Then two burly men, one of whom Sam recognized as Shelby's trainer, f*rced their way into the lead and began to pretty much throw people from the path that led to a side door and the private ambulance service vehicle parked there. As the EMTs loaded Carly into the vehicle the doctor turned to them. "You can't all go in here. Which of you is an actual relative?" "Spencer you're her br*ther and legal guardian," Freddie said. "You go." "How will you get home?" asked Spencer. "We'll get to the hospital somehow," replied Freddie. "Now GO!" "I take you," interjected Shelby's trainer. "I know the way and I have car. Come." Sam lingered for a moment. "I don't know. Right now your boss is not ...