Anyways so now I am writing again I will try to get these updates as quickly as I can and make sure they are good. I hope you enjoy this one as well.
(Carrie's POV)
"You have been keeping great care of your hair Carrie." I could hear the smile in Rachel's voice. Probably was excited for tonight. I would be lying if I said I wasn't.
I felt the brush gently go through my spiritual hair as her hand slid down as well.
"Yeah, thanks." I felt that smile spread cross my face. Weird I don't remember smiling this much in the last 3 month or even when I was at school with the same people. Maybe that saying is more accurate than I once though. That you don't truly know what you have until it is taken away from you.
"Trust me when Gum... I mean the boys get a look at you, you will be a knockout... only second to me." Rachel says putting a hand on her chest and lifts her chin in a dignified manner. I couldn't stop from letting a laugh escape my lips.
Even now I still couldn't believe me and Rachel were even friends. Back in middle school Rachel for the most part belittled us and called us babies even those she is only a year older than us and I for the most part was a loner back then even when I hanged out with my so called friends.
However when she began to date Darwin and Gumball and I began to hangout a bit more it kind of just happen.
We click more than most. Maybe if is the tomboyish way she acts or her strong willed attitude that we connected on but whatever it was I can say with completely certainly is when Earl took me away from everyone she was one of the people I missed the most.
She was almost the older sister I never had.
I look down,
'Damn it I'm crying again. Not now Carrie, not now.' After I fought and lost to hold back my tears I put my face in my hands as I weep.
Well isn't this pathetic. I bet I look stupid.
I just kept sobbing as I felt the tears just fall so naturally off my face. I did not even know why I was even crying. I just couldn't help myself. I did not even dare look up to see the look Rae was giving me. I don't think I could bare it. She is so strong, I once thought I was strong and tough but I'm not, here I am away from my problems and even now I'm crying.
I froze as I felt someone slowly hug me.
I look up as I saw Rachel staring down at me with sympatric eyes as I felt her rock back and forth. Just like my mom would do whenever I came home sad and weeping.
My mom
I felt cold again, a type of loneliness that you have to feel to even know.
I sat there in her arms most likely dampening her with my tears.
Soon my weeping began to stop as either my fits were over or maybe I just ran out of tears to cry for today. I would prefer the ladder of the two, so I don't stop weeping in the middle of the date.
I slowly move away from her as she let go but her hands remain as she rub my back slightly. I glance over at her through my hair. I could see it in her eyes. She wanted to know what has happen to me or what I had to face. But thankfully I saw her smile at me again pushing back the thought of her asking me what was wrong.
"Oh look your mascara is running, here let's get your face dry and reapply it shall we." She got a cloth and cleans my face of the running eyeliner and tears.
Luckily for me she is still wearing her normal clothing and not what she plan to wear tonight. I had a feeling I wouldn't have gotten away with it as much as I have. She soon began to reapply some makeup on my face smiling the whole way.
