Chapter 12: Letting Go

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Kiara Lyn's POV

I hadnt seen Caroline in days, and I started to worry. Of course Lou was going to take care of her, but she is a lot more fragile than he thinks. She used to cry herself to sleep because kids made fun of her. They called her 'lesbian', 'albino', 'vampire', 'homo' because of the way she looked, with pale skin and a pixie haircut.

She got the haircut so she could fit her hair into a swim cap. Caroline was deeply into competitive swimming. She held three state records, one national record, and two world records. Then came her mom, and Dessy, and the bullying. She couldn't handle it like Destiny, but she let out her relief a different way. Pushing herself.

She would head to the gym and beat the punching bag until her knuckles bled. She ran around a track until her legs collapsed. At thirteen, she forced herself to bench-press 75 pounds. She was overworking herself, and she even went on a diet. She was not Anorexic or Bulimic, she was tired.!

Caroline had to go to rehab, and returned our Sophmore year of High School. She had a nice tan, long hair, and the slight trace of a six-pack. Nobody called her anything but anti-social. She stuck to studies and got into college. Now she finally found someone to make her happy, but since Destiny returned baisically from the dead, I don't know how she will cope.

Louis POV

"I want to get something permanent, Louis. Something that will last forever." Caroline mumbled into my chest. School had been canceled due to a harsh blizzard rolling in. We had been lounging in Caroline's bed for the whole day. Well, I had, she was asleep, sleep talking.  

"Lou? Louis? Tomlinson?" she was shaking and I held her tighter onto my chest. She started to cry, and opened her eyes slowly. "You won't ever leave me, will you?" she whispered.

"Why would I? I love you." I reply.

"So? My mom loved me and she left." Caroline was completely serious, looking out the window.

"I, Louis William Tomlinson, solemnly swear to never, ever leave my princess, Caroline Athena Hoult." I chuckled. 

"Okay, I believe you now. What do you want to do today, Lewis?" she says, purposefully annoying me. I honestly don't know though. "Ooh, I have an idea! I wanna tattoo!" she decides.

"Well, Caroline what do you want to get?" I ask.

"Those little empty quotation marks on your right wrist. I think they mean, 'You can't quote something unfinished, so I can't be quoted!'" she says very perkily.

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A few minutes later, Caroline is in a chair. Being a tattoo virgin, she wants me to hold her hand as they copy the tattoo onto her skin. A couple times, she winces, but usually, her red rimmed eyes stare at me. I look at her wrist, and see the same tattoo.

"Twinsies!!" I squeal, acting like a fanfirl. She smiles, and looks at her wrist again.

"Wow! I love it!" She put her tattoo next to mine and compared. I chuckle when she traces the outline and smiled. "As a tattoo virgin, I must say, I have experianced worse."

Immediatly, my brow furrows, "Like what?" I ask.

"Nothing." she mumbles. Obviously upset that she brought it up.

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A/N: Hey Guys! Caroline here! I just wanted to say, thanks for reading, and i love you all!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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