A new beginning

Chapter 8

JAMES POV;

"Wait! before you hang up on me I want to say sorry." Amelia says quickly.
"You should be sorry. You are a h*re and a slut!"
"I know. That name I yelled, its the name of my ex boyfriend. We broke up a long time ago and I guess I was thinking of him. I don't care about him anymore though, I swear!"
"Prove it." She sighed.
"I will bring you to his house later today and prove to you that it's true." she sounded serious, "but you have to promise i'll get a second chance."
"I promise." I say, she is hot and nice, funny, energetic, smart, maybe giving her a second chance wasn't that bad.
"Great, thank you so much. See you later."
"Okay, see you then." I hung up and saw Carter standing there. I decided to not talk to him because of the whole kiss incident, it was probably weird. He probably did it because of two reasons, 1 he likes me and 2 I kissed him on the forehead. I but my lip at the thought of the kiss again as I sat back down at the couch and played some video games on the Xbox360. Later that day I got ready to go to Amelia's house, I hope she's telling the truth. Carter walked up to me before I left and asked where I was going and I responded, "to an old friends." I left and walked down the street with the paper she gave me when we first met, I was reading her address then heard a car horn, I looked up, "hey!" I said as I say Amelia sitting in her car.
"Hey let's go!" I got in the passenger seat of the car, "don't worry, he's not a killer, just a dooch bag." Soon later we drove up to a small, yellow house, "we're here." We got out of the car and walked towards the door, she was about to knock before I stopped her, "what?"
"Let me see your phone."
"Why?"
"Let me see your phone!" she rolled her eyes and pulled out her phone from her back pocket. I looked through her caller list and recently called list, "what's your ex boyfriends name again?"
"Henry." she said a little confused. There was no name on her lists that said Henry, she's clear of that. I gave her phone back and she knocked on the door, I man answered the door and rolled his eyes at the sight of Amelia then looked at me.
"What do you want Amelia!? Trying to rub your new boyfriend in my face?"
"No. He doesn't believe you're my ex." she put her hands on her hips.
"Oh." we shook hands, "my names Henry."
"James." he nodded.
"Nice to meet you. I just want to say, you got a big slut on your hands if you date her."
"Excuse me!?" Amelia announced, "you are the one that fucked my sister and my friend!" she pushed him and stomped to her car, "lets go, James."
"I'll see you later?" he asked before I left.
"Maybe." I was going back home now.
Amelia sighed, "I'm sorry for that little rage thing I did back there."
"It's okay. What happened between you two exactly anyways?"
"It's a long story."
"I got time..."

CARTER'S POV;

I was in the kitchen making a smoothie when I heard James come home and he walked into the kitchen, "hey!" He yelled above the blender, I turned it off and turned to look at him. He was holding hands with the girl from a few weeks or so ago, "sorry, I hope you don't mind that Amelia's here?" she smiled and waved.
"Hi..." She said shyly.
"It's cool just stay out of my room."
"Thanks Carter." they left the kitchen and I started to make the smoothie again. when I finished and drank my smoothie I began to do the dishes, I picked up a knife and looked at it, I began to grip harder and I got more angry. I began to cry and I cut myself, "f*ck!!" I screamed as I cried even more, how could James do this to me!? I cut again, "mother fucker!!" it really hurt and I was screaming as I held my wrist in pain, James ran in and saw me, my whole wrist, hand and the floor was splattered with my blood. James froze at the sight.
"Carter? Oh my god!" he kneeled down beside me, "what happened?" I didn't speak. He got up and grabbed paper towels from the counter and put on my wrist, "I will go get some bandages and stuff for your wrist." he ran out of the kitchen and Amelia came it, I gave her a glare.
"I know why you did that." she whispered, "but James likes me and sometimes you just have to deal with being a little fag. You gay piece of shit." she slapped me across the face.
"What the hell!" I yelled now in rage, my face began to sting and James ran back in and helped my with my bleeding wrist, "Amelia called me a gay piece of shit." I whispered in James ear.
"I know," he whispered back, "I heard the whole thing." I smiled.
"Thanks for helping me." I said now in my normal voice.
"Amelia, you should probably leave."
"What?" she asked, "just because this fag you live with is hurt!?"
"This 'fag' is my friend and it's not a good time right now." she rolled her eyes.
"Fine!" she stormed out and left.
"Wow, she's on her week." I commented, we laughed.
"True that." He added. He held my bandaged up wrist, the laughing stopped, "why did you cut yourself?"
"Be-because," I began to cry again and hugged him, "because I love you and when you held her hand it got me mad. I reminded me that we can't-" I stopped as he pulled away from the hug and held my shoulder, staring in my eyes.
"That's not true."
"Yes it is." he shook his head in disagreement and kisses me, I kissed back.
"I love you too. It's crazy and weird," he laughed a little, "and unexpected but, I love you too." we kissed again and I was so happy, if this is a dream I never want to wake up.