Charolette's point of view................................................
my eyes felt havy and eneven with a drug-induced sleep. i knew what happened or at least part of it. i dont remember anything else after trying to fight my way out of this but it was inevitable. i had lost too much blood and would have died if Brain and jason hadnt saved me. i felt like an awful person, brain saved my life and i just tried to throw away what little life i had. i was in debt of jason too, he had to push me farther than either one of us was confortable with to get me to do the right thing. i wanted to cry. i wanted to hit something i had been so stupid to fight rather than suck it up and get the stitches. stitches. i rolled onto my side.7 small blue strings held together my tattered wrist. dried blood seeled the gap the stitched couldnt filll. this was going to scar but i didnt care.a memory not to be so stupid! i looked up andthe surroundings were different than i imagined, this wasnt my room. i hadnt been here before. it smelled like blood, soap and jason. then i rolled onto my other side and met eye to eye with a pair of sea blue eyes the size of the moon.
he scared me out of bolivain. i was expecting to be alone but here he was sleeping next to me.i took this as a good sign. he could be gone he could have never wanted to come back but here he was right in front of me. light purple, what looked like briuses, circles lay beneath his eyes. i lifted my stitched arm and touched my cold pale fingeres to his soft face. he took my gimpy hand in his and turned it over looking at the stitches. his eyes widened at the sight of the mess. i pulled my arm out of his veiw.
"thank you" i whispered close to his face. he didnt say anything but pulled me close to his chest so my body was pressed against his. he started to play with my hair.
"im sorry" he said still twirling my hair between his fingers.
"you saved my life jason, you have nothing to be sorry for, only i do. im sorry for acting that way, i feel like such a selfish person. all you and brain did was help me and i would have died without your guys's help and i just couldnt suck it up and be a man." i said sighing hard into his chest.
"man, i was hoping you wouldnt remember all that when you woke up" he said sighing too. i didnt really know what to say.
i knew i looked like a complete mess. my hair was filled with knots my makeup smared from tears and mayching circles inder my eyes.
"i gota pee" i said suddenly.he laughed let me out of his arms and said
"i knew you would sometime" i walked down the halway suddenly realizing i had no idea where i was going. i poked my head into jason's small bedroom, it looked like he was starringa the door since i left. hmm.
"umm.... where is it eactly?" i asked nervous
"down the hall to the left" he said still smiling at me
"got it" i said giving him a thumbs up.
i looked at myself in the mirror. i looked like a zombie come back to life to haunt little children. literally. my face was host white with lack of sleep and the circles inder my eyes were getting darker by the minute. my eyeliner was smeared under my eye and my hair a mess of knots and twists leading no where. i peed and went back to the room where jason hadnt moved. he was laying on his elbow on his sdie watching the doorway intently then as soon as i came in his eyes moved to me. i knew he saw me in the same way. i looked horrible and scary. of course he looked fine.
i waved my handin front of my face and said " iknow right, scary. i need to go home and shower. oh my god what time is it?" i asked him. he pulled the alarm clock close to him it was 7:23 in the morining. my parent wouldnt even have noticed i was gone if i snuck through ym window that i now left open in case i hade any visitor (jason) :)
when we got to my house no lights were on and the front door was unlocked. i opened the door as qiuetly as i could and pulled jason inside with my un-hurt arm. we walked down the hall and i told jason to wait for me on my bed.i checked all the bedrooms. of course no one was home. i went back to my bed room.
"umm im gonna hop in the shower you can do whatever you want i wont be long. there is food in the pantry and books on the shelf." i said grabbing a towel from the linen closet outside my door.
"dont rush ive got all day" he said. i smiled and went into the bathroom. i undressed and got into the shower. a sudden burning rippled across my lower forearm. the hot water stung my stitches and made the dried blood crackle off. luckily no more blood seeped through the crack. thank god i dont think i could have handled more blood. i set the water temerature up as far as it would got so i could warm my insides. the water burned water streaks into my back but it felt good to be warm and feeling safe. i mentally shook myself knowing there was no more blood to come and hopefully no more passing out.
getting out of the shower was a task within itself. i had left my little bathroom window open so the icy air blowed through freely freezing the air in the small area i call my bathroom. the shower was so warm and comforting, i didnt want to leeve its warmth. i had to do it anyway though i still had to dry my hair. i put on my robe,closed my window and blow dried my hair. the tips were still wet but at least it was dry. i opened the door to see jason reading my poem book. i starred at him half holding my change of clothes.
he saw me starring at him. "these are really good charollette." he said not taking his eyed off the book.
"thanks" i muttered and went again into my bathroom to change.
i emerged fully dressed in gray skinney jeans, a green tank top and a little black button up cardigan. he sat up on my bed starred at me, smiled got up put his hands on my shoulders and kissed me.
thanks for reading! please comment on what you want to happen to jason and charollette in the next chapter have the coments by tomorrow night 5/30/11 before 9:00 thanks readers!
