Broken Age

Chapter 2

Carter's P.O.V

"He said that he was into guys." My heart beat sped up. I could t believe what she was saying.

You can believe, you just don't want to. It's not that hard to accept someone.

"That's amazing." I weakly smiled at her.

"You don't seem very happy about that. What's up?" She raised an eyebrow.

"I've just never known of anyone else that was into guys. It's weird I guess." It's a white lie, she couldn't possibly know that I'm lying.

I can tell that you're lying, you're not very good at it either. Why can't you just tell her that you find Crash attractive?

"You're lying to me, I can tell because your voice just went high pitched." Shit she's onto me.

"Tell me the truth Carter. I'm not going to judge." I know that she's telling the truth, but it's hard to trust.

Not everyone is like him, not everyone that you meet is going to hurt you like he did Carter.

"I think that he's cute, okay! I think that Hunter is a very cute boy. Is that what you wanted to hear Freya?" I stand up straight and and look right at her. She had a smirk on her face, she was pleased.

"Was that so hard to say? Was it really that hard to just open up Carter?" If only she knew why it was so hard.

Why don't you tell her? Tell her why it's hard. Tell her who hurt you so badly.

"Yes, it really was Freya. I've been through a lot. More than you could even imagine." I looked away, trying to avoid her eyes.

"Why? Tell me why Carter."

Yes, please do tell her. Tell her why you hide all of your secrets.

"My Ex-boyfriend. That's why it's so hard. You're the only person that I've told this to. Blake doesn't even know about this. I am trusting you with this." My mouth started to dry up, I could feel the sweat forming on my forehead.

"You can trust me."

"He did what every other boy does, break you and shatter you into small little pieces. Making every attempt of being put back together harder. Trusting him was the worst choice that I had ever made. All it ever gave me was a broken heart and dried tears on my face." The memories where to hard to remember. They're dark, gloomy, no sign of life at all.

There we go, the story of your life time, the story of your first love. What a shame that it was also a storm of destruction. Taking everything with it and burning it down to the ground.

"I've never been in this situation. Do you want to talk about it? I'm all ears if you do." I weakly smile at her.

"We should talk about it, but it'll get dark and depressing." I lean back on the lockers and slowly slide down.

"Okay, lets talk about."she sat down next to me.

"It all started out with him. The boy with the jaded leather jacket, the crooked smile, perfect hair. We met at school, he was my lab partner." I close my eyes and try to remember that day.