The Curse of A Lifetime

Chapter 39

CARTER

"Ugh," loud chining rining stirs me.

I open my eyes and everything around me is completely dark. Freezing my ass off, I sit up and rub my hands over my face.

Gleaming stars pour down onto the road in front of me, shit I must have been out for a while. Goosebumps cover my arms and my nose is stiff.

I look down to my phone where the noise came from and see I have a notification for a voicemail. I unlock my phone and play it.

"Hey Carter, this is Sarah's dad." Oh shit, "I wanted to call you and let you know that there is still no progress of her state. I know it isn't the news we want to hear."

He pauses for a moment like he is listening to something, "Soran has been missing from his friend's house and with Becky's body being found, the police are looking for him to ask questions."

"I don't know why they are, but it would mean a lot to me and my wife if you could tell us anything you know." A sharp breeze passes me and I shiver in response, I grab my shirt from the other seat and slide it on over my head.

"Anyway, call me and we can talk or you can swing by the hospital." He pauses again, but I hear another voice in the background, it sounds like Sarah's mom.

"Ye-yeah, okay," He clears his throat, "we know you and Sarah have been seeing each other, even if it is against our wishes."

What is the point of this? Hurry, the fuck up.

"We want you to know that we don't blame you for anything and we are not mad at you, we also want to talk to you about your dad," he finally fucking finishes.

"Give us a call," I stop the recording, I am not gonna listen to the rest.

The smell of rotting flesh contains the air and I realize it's my arm after further investigation. My shirt must have unraveled and that's why it was on the seat and not on my arm.

Dark crusty red patches cover my forearm with red irritated skin around the edges. The wound is swollen. By now I am used to this shit. Cuts, bruises, and broken bones. My dad doesn't really like the fact I am up to speed with his demons.

The Allens have stepped up for me. I didn't expect them to nor did I want them to, but I did it for Sarah.

She showed me what love is and how I should never take anything for granted. Her life is so messed up. I could never imagine her life being mine. Sure, I have been through some shit, but damn.

Mr.Allen contacted me privately. He actually came up to me at my work and told me that Sarah told him what my dad did. He was furious to say the least. The moment I heard him talk about my dad and what he did, I was mad at Sarah for saying anything, but Mr.Allen told me not to be, she was looking out for my well being.

My dad and him had a discussion about trading branches. My dad left to manage that branch in the southern part of Maine and come home on the weekends.

That is when Mr.Allen said that I could spend the weekends at his house. I declined and said I would be fine on my own.

He appreciated the fact I would be okay, but he was still persistent. I never told him I was planning on staying weekends, but he knows.

One night, I was climbing up that stupid fucking tree, high, and I slipped. He saw me through the back window and I saw him, but neither of us said anything.

I think we both understand how much Sarah means to both of us and how much she affects everyone around her. Because of Sarah, I am a better person. I was such an asshole before I met her.