All These Years We Were In Love

The Text

Carrie:

Normal day so far.
"Hey, Carrie. Can you take the garbage out after dinner?" Amber asked. "Sure. I guess." We finished dinner. Then Amber cleaned it up. I took the garbage out it was about 6 now so I decided to do my homework. I have to write a book report. It took me an hour. Then I took a shower. And it was about 7:30 or so when I got out. And my phone buzzed.

563-253-8491: hey I just saw that face that kept me alive these past couple years

Oh. My. God. I have to be hallucinating. It can't be Thomas. Just for safe measure I reply.

Me: Thomas? Where are you?

563-253-8491: Yes and next door.

I instantly put his number in my phone.

Me: I'll be over in 5

I threw my old jeans on and a sweatshirt. Put my hair in a messy ponytail and ran to his house but I was stopped at the door by secret service people, who checked me for weapons and other shit. I don't care to go into detail about. But once I got done with them, they said Thomas was in the kitchen.

When I walked in, I didn't say a damn word. I crashed lips to his. I didn't care if he moved on, if he had a girlfriend. He couldn't or he wouldn't of said, "I saw that face that kept me alive these past couple years"

But he kissed me back, like a starving man. Then I pulled away because I had to smile. Then I realized he was shirtless. But I said anyway, "So no feelings have changed since then, Thomas?"

He looked at me and said the thing I never would of expected, "Yes, they have. They grew stronger. You..." Then he looked down. So I asked, "I what?" "Are even more beautiful. But I'm uglier." He said ashamed. I was flabbergasted. "You could never be close to ugly. You're 3 universes away from that!" "But all my scars!" He turned and looked away. Then I turned him to face me and I softly kissed the scar on his upper arm, the on his now very sculpted abs, the ones on his sides, I saw new ones on his wrists, I didn't mind them but I kissed them, then I turned him around. I saw the welts and cuts. I kissed them, then the scars on his shoulders. I turned him back around and though he was wearing jeans, kissed the one on his inside thigh. I know where all of them are. Then I felt something harden. "You'll never ever be ugly in my eyes, baby." I whisper in his ear. Then he bursts out crying. "Shh. How about you stay at my place for awhile?" I say. "Sure" he says drying his eyes. I take him to my place and my dad's fine with it as long as he doesn't get grandchildren soon. I take him up to my room...

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