With All My Heart....(A Carter Reynolds Love Story)

Memories Aren't Forever

WARNING: LANGUAGE = MATURE PEEPS.
WARNING: CLASSIC RANDOM QUOTES

Carter's P.O.V

The doctors already took Kimberlyn away to her room, and with her injuries with Jake, the amnesia problem, and her passing out, it almost seemed like she'd be done by now. But I wouldn't want that....ever. Jake happily claimed Kimberlyn who doesn't have a crap clue why she's in the god damn hospital. She somehow seems fine though and I hate it. I hate her right now. She's been fussing around with Jake and kissing him all over the place while she knows others are in the room. She's acting like a stupid ass bitch. I'm at my ends with her attitude and lately she's been basic. But I just stared at her in her bed, wanting to yell at her till she cries, but of course, and as expected, I didn't.

"Ugghh what the hellll?" Kimberlyn sat up and rubbed her head. I snarled at her and stood up wanting to leave.

"Damn, hello to you too." I absolutely lost it at that point. I yelled 'shut up' at her and started to walk away. But just as I was about to leave, something glimmering caught the reflection of the sun got my attention. Taking interest, I quickly looked over to what it was. My breath hitched in my throat. The promise ring. She still wears it. My anger rushed up inside of me making my hands ball up in fists. I soon felt it again, the cold hatred. Timing must hate me to death cause Mr.Jake waltz into the room with a bouquet of roses and tulips.

"I hope you and Kimberlyn get married cause I mean, everyone would want to live the rest of their lives with the people who got them here in the first place." Jake's face dropped and I shoved past him. He's an asshole that needs to fix his shit. I took no time to walk out of the tension filled room.

"Carter!" ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?! That voice is like a bomb. Everyone evacuate before the disease gets to you.

"What the hell are you doing here Maggie?" As expected, her dramatic attitude kicks in. But as I looked at her horrific face, I noticed that she basically used flour as foundation and cake batter as a fake tan, not to mention her designer bag matched with her designer shirt and skirt, accompanied by her gold necklace and diamond earrings...and target heels. But at least it wasn't as unappealing as her unattractive face. I can't believe I dated that cake faced clown.

"I'm here to say my long awaited goodbye's to Ally! I figured that if it's for a happy event, that I might as well dress like I feel, and I feel amazing!" I wanted to punch her in the face and make smash the cake. But then at the same time, I was really really confused. 'last goodbye's''.

"Ugh! The elevator nearly had me dead, and who doesn't put a mirror in one too?! And seriously! The taste the people have in music is ridiculous! I'd fire them immediately if I could." What the heck? Why is she here, how is she here, and who is she here for?

"Wait, what do you mean 'last goodbyes'?"

"Don't you know? Matt called all of the contacts on Ally's phone to wish Ally some good luck when she's dead, and I happen to be on the long ass list. He didn't tell you? Maybe it's because you were to focused on your jealousy of Jakelyn that you forgot about Mally. Dang, you might as well dress in sweats cause you obviously don't give a damn." I stood there, acting like a complete idiot, pissed off at myself for not paying attention.

"W-what?"

 "Oh my gosh...Plain old Carter McCoy, not caring about those who are in bad conditions. Hmm, you spent all of your time on a stupid relationship that at least has someone alive and breathing when there is another relationship with someone half fucking dead. Ha, ignorant bastard." I slapped her across the face and stormed off to Ally's room.