Country Girls

Country Girls Part 11

I woke to my alarm clock the next morning. It was after 6. I wasn’t late yet, but I was close to it. Scrambling out of bed I tripped and landed on the floor in a heap. Dusting myself off as I stood, I walked to the bathroom for a quick shower. As soon as I was done showering I pulled on my books, grabbed my book bag and raced to my truck. It was just my luck that it didn’t start. I got out of the truck and lifted the hood, I couldn’t see a problem, so I tried to start it again. It turned over and I put it in gear.

The road flew by and soon I was at Sebastian’s. I’m calling him Sebastian because he’s not Julian any longer. I had a brief time with Julian and I was starting to like him, but he had to go and make out with Hunter’s ex-girlfriend again. Sebastian is just asking to get hit. He was sitting on the curb glaring at the ground. “Get in the truck.” I yelled as I pulled to a half stop.

He scrambled of the ground and dusted himself off as he got in. I didn’t stop to think that I wasn’t supposed to pick him up. I was just worried about being late for class. Sebastian didn’t try to talk to me during the whole ride. For that, I was thankful. We were only five minutes late for class and had taken our seats without being noticed. I wasn’t focused on the lesson that was being taught, my thoughts were elsewhere. I was thinking of Carter and his amazing playing skills.

Someone nudged my side and I turned to them. “What?” I hissed in a low voice at Sebastian.

“I know why you’re mad, and I’m sorry I kissed her.” He said honestly with a sad face.

“I don’t want your apology, and I bet you didn’t just kiss her. I saw you guys in the hallway. You were practically fucking with your clothes on.”

“Ok. I said I’m sorry what more do you want me to do?” He asked. “Please forgive me.”

“Why should I?” I sneered, while thinking I shouldn’t be mad at him. I don’t even care who he gets with, or do I? I shouldn’t care because he’s not my boyfriend, but why do I care?

“Please. It was a mistake. I never meant to hurt you, I need your friendship.” He begged, giving me a pleading look.

“I can not believe, you think, I can forgive you, for what you did. It hurt me.” I whispered the last part hoping he didn’t hear. Just my luck he heard because his reply was almost immediate.

“How did it hurt you? We’re friends, that’s all. Just friends.” My eyes filled with tears and I turned away from him. Taking a deep breath I turned around and whispered, “Your right. We were just friends, now were not even that.” I ignored Sebastian for the rest of the day.

I got in my truck and drove to my guitar lesson, only to realize, I didn’t have my guitar with me. I’d have to explain it to Daniella. Today was just not my day. The house looked quiet but I saw movement on the other side of the curtains so I approached the door. I knocked on the heavy wooded door and waited. Carter appeared in the doorway and smiled in surprise.

“Hey Charm, how’s it going?” He asked while gesturing me to come in. I smiled at him, but it didn’t reach my eyes. He seemed to notice and called for his mom. She called back with a reply and Carter made me wait in the living room. I twiddled my thumbs and tried to make sense on my miserable life. It didn’t have to be this way. I could apologize, but I won’t. Sebastian doesn’t deserve it. Julian might, but Sebastian doesn’t. Ten minutes of fuming and twiddling my thumbs later, Daniella was in font of me looking concerned.

“What happened dear?” She enquired quietly. Carter was in the doorway looking concerned. I pointed at Carter and made a shooing motion with my hands at Daniella. She nodded and sent Carter away. I sniffled and grabbed a Kleenex of the table, raised it to my nose, and blew. I cried and curled into a ball on the far end of the couch.

“He-he-he,” I started, but hiccupped which caused a gasp to escape my lips. “I-I can’t believe he said that to me. I can’t believe he kissed her.” I hiccupped. “Why would he do that?” I asked Daniella, who looked on the verge of tears herself.

“I don’t know dear, I honestly don’t know.” She whispered as she pulled my into a hug. We cried together on the couch for an hour or more before Carter came in and pulled me away from his mother.

“Fresh air,” he said, as he drug me outside. The air was cold giving me a chill and I moved closer to Carter. He put his arm around me and we sat on the steps. “Are you alright?” he asked hesitantly. I nodded after a moments deliberation. Sebastian wanted to see me hurt, well, I’ll show him. Pull yourself together, I told myself. He hurt you and you need to forget him. Sobering up I grabbed Carters hand and pulled him up.

“We’re going for a walk.” We walked for a little ways holding hands before we let go. He spoke first after the long silence. I was focused on the smell and sounds of the town .

“Where are we going at 6 in the evening?”

“To a park not far from here.” I stated focusing on Carter again. His hair was blowing in the gentle breeze and his eyes seemed to glow in the light of the street lamps. We got to the park not long after that and I sat down on a swing. I can remember the last time I was on a swing, and it wasn’t a pleasant experience. It was the end my grade 7 year and I just got out of school for the summer. I was excited about the swimming and all the fun stuff that comes with summer, but that changed. It was late afternoon on the day after school let out, I got home early and immediately went out to our swing set. I had the neighbour kid push me, but he pushed me so hard I toppled out of the swing and broke my arm.

That was the last time I was on a swing, no once could get me to go on after that day. I don’t know why I sat on one, but I almost jumped off. The only thing that kept me on that swing was Carter. He sat in the other seat and started to swing. I watched him as he portrayed a pendulum.

****Sorry It's late. Someone told me something important and thats all I can think of lately. Kinda wish they would text me back already. But anyway, hope you guys liked it. I'm starting to like Carter****