Happier

Chapter 3

[Carter's POV]

Tristan finishes his...business with my unconscious girlfriend. He collapses on top of her trying to catch his breath. I walk over to the bed and push him off of her causing him to fall off the bed.

"God bro unconscious or not..." he trails off still out of breath on the floor. "You're one lucky man."

I walk over to him on the floor and kick him in the abdomen.

"You finished your job now shut up." I'm fuming with anger and jealousy. Why didn't I stop them. I didn't think this through at all.

Tristan rolls up on the floor in pain. "What the hell man I just kept her occupied like you asked." He's groaning in pain.

"Ya but I definitely didn't ask you to drug her and then do that." I scold him walking over to the bed.

"Ya but yet, you didn't stop me." Tristan's now smirking at me.

I freeze before I dress Rhea and carry her out of the house and into the car.

The boys are standing on the lawn as i start the engine.

"Aye remember this ain't all our fault Beck." Josh yells.

I flip them off and drive away and head home. Rhea's still unconscious in the seat next to me. For the first time in awhile I feel tears fill my eyes. I let this happen. I let them do this to the girl who has always stuck with me even with all the crap I've put her through. I won't ever forgive myself for this and I know she won't either.

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We arrive at the apartments and I have my helpless, passed out girlfriend limp in my arms. I carry her to our bedroom and lay her on our bed. I pace the room over and over thinking of what I should do when she wakes up. I get her out of the dress and slide one of my t shirts on her and a pair of her pj shorts. I pull her hair into a ponytail incase she gets sick at any point in the night.

I go out into the living room and start a fire in the fireplace. Once the fire has gotten big enough I throw in the dress so Rhea won't be faced with direct memories from looking at it ever again. I've hurt her enough, it is the least I could do to remove any object from her that may cause memories of whatever she remembers. Although I am really hoping whatever drug she was given washes out her system along with any memories of last night.

I lay on the couch and before I know it I am out cold.

[Rhea's POV]

I wake up in my own bed, in my normal bed attire. I start to think everything may have been a dream until I feel a wave of nausea washin3 out the drugs from my stomach. I run to the washroom and let myself be sick all over the floor. I stay hunched over the toilet for the next 30 minutes. I'm starting to wonder if Carter's even home. Carter.

*Flashback starts*

"What the hell are you doing to Rhea?"

"Keeping the bitch occupied, is that not what you wanted?"

Carter stays silent. The first time he gives me some peace and quiet is when I need him to scream and get violent. How ironic. Perfect timing Carter, honestly how fucking perfect.

"That's what I thought"

And then everything goes dark.

*Flashback ends*

I rush out of the bathroom and start to pack some of my bags. Once I'm pretty much finished I storm out into the living room where I find Carter stirring.

"Rhea I-"

"Carter I'm giving you one chance to tell me what the hell happened. You were in there don't act like you don't know. Just tell me before I slap the shit out of you."

"You don't...You don't want to know Rhea trust me." He looks down at his hands.

"What don't I want to know? How many times each one of them fucked my unconscious body relentlessly? Is that what I don't want to know Carter!" I'm now screaming at him. I don't care though, I honestly couldn't care less. He did this. He told them to keep me occupied for whatever reason and then he stood there doing nothing as his friends used me.

"Rhea let me-"

"No Carter you don't get time to explain anything, this was your fault and you know it!" I walk away from him and into the bedroom with tears streaming down my cheeks.

I'm in a full on sob when Carter walks in after me.

"What are you doing?"

"Packing my things then leaving! What does it look like I'm doing spring fucking cleaning?" I don't think I've ever yelled so loud. I honestly hope I get him kicked out of his apartment the second I'm out of here.

"Rhea don't do that come on lets just...I don't know, talk it out."

I walk over to him as soon as I zip my suitcase. He looks down and stares me in my eyes. My eyes that are spilling tears he caused.

"Rhea please I-" I shut him up my slapping him across his face, twice. Once just didn't satisfy me enough.

He grabs at his cheek and I storm out of the room with my bags in hand.

Carter follows me to the front door as I open it.

"Please Rhea please let me make it right."

"There's nothing you can do anymore Carter. You had your chance to make it right but you were a coward and stayed silent! For the first time in your god damn life you shut your mouth! I hope you rot in hell, I really do!" I scream in his face and slam the front door running to my uber.

"Where to?" The uber driver asks once I get in the back seat.

"New York please."