Abused for Love [completed]

22 - Coyy

I sigh and stretch my hand out, feeling for Carre she isn't there. I open one eye and Carre isn't there. I sit up and look around. I got out of bed, I was in sweats, and forgot to put on a shirt. I go check the bathroom to see if she's there, she isn't.

I sigh and continue on, going through the living room─a.k.a. the room of living─ I didn't see her. I went towards the end when I heard a sniffle. I turn around and don't hear anything. I walk a few more steps confused. I hear a weak murmur. I turn around to finally see Carre in the corner. I walk over to her. She looks up at me, with confusion, hurt and fear. In her eyes, I reach out to stroke her bruise rimming around her check. Carre flinches, I instantly pull back my hand, my eyes wide, I step back, a tear brimming in my eyes. "I'm sorry," I say I go away and lay down on the couch, my feet skimming the edge. I'm 5' 10" and cannot still touch the end of this dumb couch. This is freakin' crap. I think to myself.

I wake up and look over at the chair where Carre was sitting. There's a small piece of paper there, it read:

My dearest Coyy, I'm really sorry about last night. I think it's best if we take a break for right now until I get my situation under control. I took the bus to school. I'm really sorry. Hope you can forgive me. Tell Grand-mere thank you for me, but I won't be needing her hostility anymore. I wish I could talk to her myself.

All my love, Carre

I drop the note, on the counter, I go over to the couch and put my hand in my hands. I look up to see Grand-mere reading the note, she smiles at the part of Carre calling her Grand-mere. I smile too, that stubborn. I get up and walk over to my room and get dressed. I wear a pair of shorts and a t-shirt. Casually-ish dressed if you asked me. I look over at the mirror, I walk in the kitchen, "Hungary?" Grand-mere asks me. I shake my head. "She meant well honey, it's going to be okay. She has a lot on her plate." I grab the note, a tear in my eye. I grab my backpack and head out the door. The note in my hand. I walk out the door to my car, my blue-ish Jeep Wrangler, I look into the car─which frankly I can't because of the tinted windows─ I open the door to my car, as soon as I'm in front it dissolves. I cry for a few minutes, I start the car and head off to school.

When I get there I see Jax waiting by the front of the school. When I pull in and turn off the car I sit there and mope for a few minutes. I check the time, it says 9:06. I turn off the car and walk towards school, towards heartbreak, towards her, towards everything I could've had. I frown, Jax walks up to me. "Why did Carre arrive on her own? Aren't you supposed to drive her? I held up the note─which I didn't realize I was clenching, till I saw the creases in the paper. I handed him the paper. His eyes skimmed the paper, "Yo, man, you good bro? I know what she meant to you. Man, you're gonna be blowing up with dates when the girls find out." Jax said. "Shut the freak up. I don't want to hear this, man." I said stalking off. "Tell anyone, you're dead," I yelled back at him with the note in my pocket.