Hi potatoes- this chapter is Carlisle's POV. I don't know if you guys wanted this or not. I don't even know if anyone's reading this- BUT, we will see how Carlisle met Yuti the bitch -oops, I meant Yuti the IDIOT.. heh, but here it is-
I was really excited to see Clover. I loved him so much! As I sat there I felt nervous. But why? I don't know to be honest. Probably the tension that seems never ending until Mum says I can go. "MUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUM... Please?? I nEeD tO sEe HiM!"
"Carlisle! You hung out with him all day at school! He probably needs a break with all that hugging you give him. You'll kill the boy!" My Mum overexaggerated.
"But Muuuuuuuuuuuuum! He'll die without me!" That hit her. She finally stopped cutting onions and said: "Fine, you can go, but say hi to him for me." She said with a smile. I know that saying he'll die without me is exaggerating but its sorta true! He even says how much he misses me! As I made my way to my car, I almost forgot my dark blue hoodie so I rushed back inside to grab it.
A few minutes later I arrived at Clovers house. "Hey Clo" I smiled as he ran into my arms. I walked into his house and asked him about his homework, which was a dumb question because I knew he'd already finished it. A few hours later we were having dinner. Lasagna to be precise. I liked any food Clover cooked. Later we washed up and went to bed. The next morning I left to go home. I left my jacket at Clovers place to see if he'd wear it. Knowing him, he probably wouldn't.
As I got to school, I didn't see Clover which made me slightly worry, but I shook it off. I walked down the hall and into my next class. It was meant to be with Clover but I didn't see him. I started panicking. As the teacher went over the roll, I didn't hear Clover say 'here' in his usual meek and timid voice. This was when I REALLY started to panic.
"Clover? Clover Everrington? Hmm.. Carlisle, do you know where Clover is?" Ms. Petosa asked. I shook my head. "No. No I don't." To be honest I was scared. But I had to focus. Yet I couldn't. Perhaps he was sick. And Ms. Petosa couldn't call his parents. They hadn't seen him in 5 months. By lunchtime I was panicking, so I went up to the rooftop to get some fresh air. When I got there, I saw something that made me gag. It was Clover. I felt hot tears stream down my face. I went over to him and saw blood all over his clothes. There were knife marks all over his legs, and the blood wasn't exactly fresh. It'd been a few hours or so since it had happened. Knowing Clover, it hadn't been self harm. No way could it have been self harm. Someone else had done it. I ran over to the door and yelled out to a teacher. They came immediately. They called 000 and soon an Ambulance had gotten here. When they were loading him into the Ambulance I saw students crowding around him.
"Carlisle, are you the boy who found Clover?" A medical person asked me.
"U-uhm yes. Yes I am." I said. "Ok, were gonna need you to come with us. We need you to answer some questions." I nodded and jumped into the Ambulance beside Clover. His breathing was shallow, and bare, but still intact. I grabbed his hand and begun rubbing my thumb over his knuckles. When they got there, I refused to leave his side no matter what. Clover's doctor, who's name was Amy, sat down beside his bed and asked me some questions."Now, I need you to answer these to the best of your ability, ok?" I nodded. "Now, Where are his parents?"
"Last I knew they were over in Hong Kong on a business trip. They travel the world for their business but leave Clover behind."
"Ok. Has he ever self harmed?"
I gulped. From what I knew, he never had. He'd never mentioned anything about self-harm, or wanting pain. He wasn't suicidal either. "N.. no I don't think so anyway."
"Does he have any medical issues?"
"He has O.C.D, Haphephobia, and S.A.D. He's also allergic to Penicillin, and Soy beans."
"Oh, ok. Thank you." And she walked out.
Over the next few days I stayed with Clover. I got little sleep incase he woke up. At least 3 days later I was sitting there in a chair. It was late in the afternoon and I was getting tired, but I forced myself to stay awake. As I was holding his hand, I felt Clover's finger twitch. My eyes landed on his own.
"Carlisle?" Clover mutters. His voice is hoarse.
I smile.
"Hey."
"How long have I been here for?" He asked in a small voice
"3 days. You've got 2 fractured ribs, 3 broken fingers, and multiple knife slashes. When the teachers found you, you'd blacked out, and had lost a lot of blood.. No one had been there when they'd found you." Carlisle I in pity. "Who did this?"
He takes a while to answer but mutters;
"I don't know."
A day later Clover came to stay at my house. I liked it, but not so much because my cousin William was over, and he can be a little sadistic. I pulled him up to my room and locked the door. When I'd first seen Clover, I'd grown feelings for Clover, and they were harder to contain every time I see him. But considering he was staying over. I ended up having a small make out session with him, lets say at the least. After dinner, Clover went to have a shower. I decided that to turn him on, I'd go shirtless. It may have been a little too much, but all I could do was wait. Suddenly William walked into the room.
"Hey Carl. Seen Clover around?" He asked in an 'innocent' voice. "I wanted to show him my spare room that I'm staying in." William said in a sadistic tone.
I'm pretty sure he wanted to do 'other' things to him as well.
"He's in the shower. Also, just so you know. He's MINE. So back. The fuck. Away." I stood up and snarled. Clearly he wasn't intimidated.
"Oh really? I don't see any hickeys on him." He smirked. Then I stopped, and he walked out. He didn't have any marks from me. Then he came out of the bathroom and I pretended I'd been sitting down on the bed the whole time. From what I could tell, all he had on were underwear, a shirt, and a hoodie. I decided to make a bold decision and take them off. (Not the underwear, of course.)
We didn't end up going all the way cause Clo looked really tired, so we went to sleep. But little did we both know that William had been recording and listening to the entire thing, so we were about to be in for a big surprise, well, I was anyway.
Hiii.. sorry for not updating in a while. I've started writing a few of the chapters of "My Bumble~bee" so I've been a bit tied up with school and books. Anyways, have a great day/night and if its not already good I hope it gets better!
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Teen FictionHaphephobia Immediate fear or anxiety when touched, or when thinking about being touched. Panic attacks, which can include an increased heart rate, sweating, hot flushes, tingling, and chills. Avoidance of situations where a person may be touched. ...