Don't Forget Me In The Morning

8

-Carmin-

It has been weeks since I last heard from Jamie. The day I started my job, Rett told me everything that had happened the last time he saw Jamie. Me being me wanted to go over to his house, but Rett told me that it would be best if I kept my distance.

"That was the first time I had seen Kriss in forever," Rett started as he cleaned a cup, " he has never acted so hostile before. He threw a punch at me. For a split second, I could see fear in Jamie's eyes when Kriss told him to go with him."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah. Carmin, I think Jamie is being abused. It has been five years since I've seen domestic violence, but I am pretty sure that Kriss is abusing Jamie."

"I-I know..."

"You know? If you knew how come you haven't told anyone?"

"I've tried! Last week I went to the police station to report it but I needed evidence."

"You shouldn't need evidence. They should have sent officers down to Jamies house to investigate. What are those fucktards doing over there?" I stopped wiping the counter down and closed my eyes, preventing myself from crying.

"Are you alright?" Rett asked, slightly concerned.

"I promised Jamie that I would help him and so far, I have done the opposite."

"Carmin, everything will be-," Rett was cut off by someone knocking at the door," who could that be? We closed an hour ago." I stood there, tearing up as Rett went to check the doors.

"It's for you, Carmin." Rett spoke as he walked back behind the counter. Clearing my throat and wiping my eyes, I stepped over to the door to see Jamie waiting for me. Before he had time to react, I had pulled him into an embrace.

"H-Hey," Jamie softly laughed, pulling away from the hug.

"I've missed you, Jamie! Wait. Why are you here? Won't Kriss get mad?" I asked.

"Funny story. Kriss is in jail right now."

"What for?"

"He got in a bar fight last night with three people and pulled a knife on them. One is in critical condition and two are in the hospital with minor injuries. The family of the one in critical condition is pressing charges. So, unless he breaks out of jail, I am a free man for a while." Jamie explained.

"That's wonderful!"

"Yeah, it is. I would have visited sooner, but I was getting all of my possessions debugged. I am officially done with him." I had no words to say for how happy I was for him. All I could do was embrace him once more. This time he hugged back, tightly.

When we pulled away, I looked at my watch.

"Oh, jeeze, Rett and I should have finished closing up five minutes ago. Do you need a ride home?"

"Home? Ha! I do not intend on going back there. All of my things are in my car, which is just a few clothing items and blankets."

"Where are you staying if you are not going back?"

"I slept in my car last night behind some church three blocks from here."

"D-do you want to stay at my apartment tonight?" I asked.

"Are you sure?"

"I insist! I have a guest bedroom that never gets used," I smiled.

"I-I guess."

"Alright, let me and Rett close up and I will be right out!"

"Okay! I'll be waiting in my car." Smiling, I ran back inside to help Rett.

"Go on, I've got it from here," Rett said as I walked in.

"A-are you sure? I didn't even finish wiping down the counter."

"Go have fun with your boyfriend," he joked.

"He's not my boyfriend!" His little joke made me blush.

"Carmin, you act like a schoolgirl around him, and when you guys are separated, you are worried. Go. I've got it."

"O-Okay. Thank you so much! I promise I will stay the whole time when we close up again."

"Alright," Rett laughed as I started out.

I opened the door to my apartment and turned the lights on.

"So, the guest bedroom is up stairs and to your immediate left. Mine is to the immediate right. There are two bathrooms. One up stairs and one right there," I spoke, pointing to the bathroom.

"Thank you, Carmin. This means a lot to me."

"It's my pleasure," I smiled. Jamie then started up the stairs with his things and went into his room. I plopped down on the couch and turned the television on. 'I guess this will be interesting,' I thought.

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Shut up. It's a filler chapter. I know it sucks. Ha. Anywho, the picture is Rett