One Last Kiss

Bringing Down The House

I feel so trapped and lost inside my own body.

I don't know what's wrong with me and how I'm suppose to cope.

I have nightmares every night and it's so scary.
Carter says I always move around and sweat, sometimes he even sees tears stream down my face while I'm asleep.

Carter went to my house and got all my stuff.

It's hard because I feel so lonely and sad even though Carter is always asking me if I need something and he's always there for me.

"Babe, I think we should go to the doctor and get your injuries checked out." Carter says from the kitchen.

"Okay." I say.

I've been out of school for a week and I've been making up work and having Carter bring the work to all my teachers on the days he goes.

He goes and picks everything up and than goes back to drop everything off.

He's the best thing that's ever happened to me, especially now.

My mom has tried calling me and even so has my dad.

I don't pick up.

What could they say to make up for everything that has happened? What could possibly change? I don't know and I'm not willing to find out.

I just want to know what I did wrong to deserve something like this. How could I screw up so much to deserve this?

I wish I had answers to my own questions. But I don't.

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Carter's POV

When I went over to Anchor's house her parents begged me not to take everything.

They claimed it was the only thing left they had. Well Anchor has a little sister, but she lives with their grandparents.

They said they loved her and never meant to hurt her.

Do you want to know all i said to that phrase?...

"Bullshit."

Than I grabbed all her stuff and made a couple trips to the car and left.

They just stared, but I didn't really care. They don't deserve to have Anchor in their lives after all they both have done. I don't even know if I deserve to have Anchor in my life after all that I've done, but I'm willing to fight the rest of my life for her all over again.

I don't believe her parents are though.

And that pisses me off.

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Carter has suggested therapy, I keep saying maybe.

I don't know if therapy can help me now. I feel like it's to late and there is nothing I can do to fix what's already happened. There's nothing nobody can do to fix what has already happened.

"Carter?"

"Yeah?"

"I love you. So much and I'm so thankful that you've been there for me for this long through all the stuff I've been through."

"Of course, I love you too. I will always be there for you and I will always make sure you're okay."

"Promise?"

"I promise baby."

He kisses me on the forehead and goes back to his reading for school.

"Do you think I have to go to school?"

"It's up to you babe, I do think you need to go to talk to Principle Reagan about what's going on just to let him know you won't be going to school physically but will keep up with the class work and go in for tests when needed..."

"Yeah you're right I should. Can you take me on Friday?"

"Yeah than I can bring you home because that's a testing day for freshman and sophomores. But he'll be there and will be able to talk."

"Okay thanks."

"Mmhmm."

I don't know if things will ever get better and I don't know what's in my future because I'm just so lost and confused about what I'm suppose to do now.

But with Carter by my side I know that I can get through this in the long run.