Afraid to Love

Chapter 2

Chapter 2;

*Makenzies POV*

"Just leave me alone." Carson snapped at me, while we were getting ready for school. He was sitting in his room, just laying on his bed doing nothing. It was a struggle to get him up and dressed already.

Carson didn't have any friends at school. Everytime I passed him in the halls, he gave me glares, and my friends would always giggle because they thought he was hot, and they liked his eyes.

"Carson, if you don't come out of your room then you're going to miss the bus." I stood at his door, and started pounding on it. I didn't hear anything so I kept pounding until he got up to answer it.

Carson opened the door and I could tell he was pissed. I could tell he was going to lash out at me. He glared at me with those beautiful bluish gray eyes, and before I knew it, he punched my arm. It hurt to the point where it was going to leave a huge bruise on the side of my shoulder.

Carson walked passed me while I gripped my arm, and I could tell he was satisfied. I could never hit him because he'd only do it harder.

I pushed my wavy red hair out of my face and followed after Carson.

30 minutes later, we were in Northwest High School, and I have caught up with a bunch of my friends and boyfriend. My friends were all giggling and laughing about their amazing weekend. I didn't pay much attention because I was still pissed at Carson for punching me. I may not have shown it, but then again, I never really show emotions.

My boyfriend smiled at me and laced his hand with mine. "Hey baby. How was your weekend?" Carter asked me. I looked up at him and his brown eyes were so cute. "Mine? It was alright. I fought with Carson a lot though. No big deal. Nothing new." I answered. Carter frowned a by response and I giggled.

One of my friends heard me talking about Carson and her head snapped up. "Oh my god. How could you fight with such an amazingly hot boy?" asked Hayley. I rolled my eyes and ignored her.

"Let's go somewhere," Carter whispered in my ear, "I wanna give you something." I gulped and and dragged me by my hands to the back of the school and he had me up against a wall.

"Carter, what are you doing?" I asked, slightly scared. Carter smiled, and started kissing my neck.

It felt amazing, and I didn't want him to stop. I put my hands on his back and let him do whatever he was gonna do. His lips found their way up to my jawline, and then to my cheek before he kissed my lips. His kisses were passionate, and urgent. His hands started moving down my chest, and he started unzipping my jacket.

I stopped kissing him and shoved his hands away. "What the hell are you doing?!" I asked, zipping my jacket back up. Carter stood there, dumbfounded. "Well?" I asked impatiently. When he didn't respond, I started to turn away from him but he grabbed my arm.

"Wait. Don't go. I'm sorry. I just got caught up in the moment. I won't do it again. Just please, baby? Don't go." he answered, his begging eyes were so adorable. I sighed, and decided to walk with him to class.

I was so glad when school was finally over. I had a rough day and I just get to go home to Carson. Wasn't much fun, because I certainly didn't want to be made fun of.

I put my long, red hair in a ponytail and got into the car with my mom driving, and Carson got into the front seat. We drove home in silence and when we got home, Carson immediately jumped out of the car and headed straight for his room. I sighed and got out of the car and when I was about to enter the house, my mom grabbed my hand.

I turned slightly to see her face, and she looked disappointed. "Is Carson alright?" she asked, scanning me up and down. I nodded and tugged my hand away from her. I ran up to my room to go do my homework and I didn't want to be bothered.

I turned on some music and laid on my bed and started my algebra 2 homework. I heard a knock on my door, and I told them to come in.

To my surprise, it was Carson.

Carson had a distressed look on his face, and it looked like he had something on his mind. Then again, he always does. Carson was biting his lip and thats a sign that he was nervous. I looked at him and I was starting to get confused.

"Yes?" I asked.

"Listen bitch, you know I don't EVER bother you about anything. I don't tell you anything, but you need to know this."

"You just come into my room to yell at me and call me a bitch? That's rude. Now say what you have to say and be done with it. I have busier things to do than to associate with you."

Carson looked down, "I caught your damn boyfriend making out with another girl." he murmured.

"Stop lying. Just get out of my room." I felt a little betrayed but I wasn't going to let this phase me. I didn't believe him.

"I'm not fucking lying, you ass. I wouldn't lie to you over something so dumb. If you don't believe me, I don't wanna hear your crying through my wall. Fuck off." He left my room, and slammed my door shut.

I sighed and continued on doing my homework