Our Dark Love

𝖢𝖧𝖠𝖯𝖳𝖤𝖱 𝖳𝖧𝖨𝖱𝖳𝖸 𝖳𝖧𝖱𝖤𝖤



BRIANNA

So yes I have been avoiding him like a plague but eventually the plague catches up to you. I know he did.

Every class he tried to speak to me, lunchtime was spent in bathroom because he couldn't get in. Not like he sent atleast thrity girls inside to get me out. I ignored all requests. Katy and Ryan were tired of hiding me from every possible guy with brown hair.

One week of us playing back and forth, it's only been back because he wouldn't stop. My locker wasn't even safe because I was afraid he'd pop up while I was getting my books. My back is incredibly aching from my heavy backpack that I carry around everywhere.

I couldn't face him after I kissed that stranger. Whose also been avoiding me and Ryan said that he heard around about Isaac threatening to beat him up if he didn't leave me alone. I just wanted to apologize for getting him mixed up in our chaos.

I walk down the hallway because I assume all the seniors are hanging out by the red maple tree out back and Carter is there with his friends. I need to go to a quiet place and not not think more about Carter.

As if the universe were out to get me, someone turned me around. Carter held me by my shoulders and huffed.

"You are extremely hard to catch."

"Yet you caught me." I brush his hand off my shoulders. Cold calm and collected. Like I've invisioned many times.

I've played this out in my head so many times over, I think I know what to do.

"I just need you to listen to me." He said firmly, pressing his eyebrows together.

"Fine but I want to talk first." I cross my arms. "I'm sorry. I was a bitch about not being able to touch you. I realize that some people have specifications that I should respect. It was never my intention to make you feel trapped or anything. I've learnt in psychology that if a person has boundaries, to respect them despite them being your client. Humanity above case."

I took psychology very seriously so for me to violate the first rule in being a psychiatrist, is truly bad. I wanted to right that wrong so I don't live with the guilty conscience.

"I accept your apology."

"Thank you."

"I'm also sorry about making it seem as if I didn't want you to touch me."

"Carter, you can't apologize for-"

"Just listen to me." He cupped my cheeks caressing his thumb along my face.

I couldn't say anything so I nod my head. He takes a deep breath and begins to speak.

"I do want you to touch me. I want you to do more than just touch me. That night was very chaotic and I wasn't in the right frame of mind but that isn't an excuse for how I snapped at you. I have issues-"

"Don't we all?" I ask him with a small laugh. He smiled in relief before shaking his head.

"Yes we do, love but my issues have always subsided until that night. And I regret not saying any of this sooner."