Chapter Sixty

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My feet hit the pavement as I run out of Carter's apartment building and into the parking lot.

  My arms are full. I'm clutching my boots, phone and handbag and when I try to find my car keys I remember Carter drove us here last night and I have no way of getting fucking home.

Fuck.

  I unlock my phone and call Taya but it rings out. So I try Ben's number. His also rings out and I get his voicemail.

Oh come on!

  I try them both one more time.

  No answer.

"Thanks fuckers!", I say out loud.

  I scroll through my phone until I land on Matt's number. My finger hovers over the call icon for a moment.

  "Don't do it, it's a bad idea", my conscience warns. "You'll regret it", she speaks again.

  Oh shut up. Why do you have to have a moral compass now!?

  "Because you love Carter and what you're thinking of doing is stupid"

  I sigh heavily. Great! Now I'm arguing with myself!

  "Amelia?", a voice behind me calls out.

I scoff out loud and roll my eyes before turning around to find Carter standing at the apartment building entrance. Grey sweat pants hang perfectly off his hips and a black gym tank clings to his torso. His muscular arms hang on either side of him and his face is pulled tight in worry.

  "Please let me explain", he says. He sounds defeated. Like I've hurt him again. His hand comes up and he runs it through his hair and then down the back of his neck. He looks exhausted. My heart aches for him. Which I hate. Fucking asshole! He's the one with the fucking side bitch!

  "Fuck you Carter", I snap before turning away and walking quickly toward the exit of the parking lot.

  "At least let me drive you home!?", he calls to me.

  "I'd rather be fucking murdered by some psychopath while walking home than get in a car with you!", I yell back without stopping or turning to face him.

  I can hear he's started to jog towards me. His slides scuffing the concrete.

  "Amelia please fucking stop! The least you could do is hear me out! After fucking everything!", Carter shouts to the back of me as he catches up.

  My blood begins to boil again.

  What the fuckkkkk!?

  After everything?

  I could punch his stupid fucking face!

  I stop and whip myself around to face him quicker than I ever have moved in my entire life. "Excuse me!? After everything!?", I spit.

  Carter laughs and flashes his million dollar smirk. That cheeky, up to no good one. The one I can't fucking stand.

  Really!? Fucking giggling like a child?

  "I knew that'd stop you.", Carter says still smirking at me.

  That fucking smirk!

  I'm frozen in absolute anger and disbelief.

  This fucking cunt!

  "Dayna's a lesbian! Her, her girlfriend and a few of our other mates from high school were all meeting in Coffs Harbour for our yearly catch up. However I didn't go last year...", he says before I can shout in his face. "I was meant to go this time... like old times..."

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