Irreplaceable

Chapter Seven

Carter's POV

Sitting next to Angel in the hospital got me thinking. She looked so vulnerable. Like the Angel I knew before the past week of drama. Life was so much easier before then.

Her bruises weren't as obvious as they were on the scene. I could tell she was sad. I believed in Karma. I believed this was Karma. Angel hadn't been on her best behavior lately. I had no room to talk. I was just waiting for my fair share to come.

Her bed looked comfortable. She could adjust it to anything she wanted, but she was wearing scrubs. I thought it was funny because Talia had called her a scrub during their fight. Scrubs wear scrubs.

I reached over from my seat and grabbed Angel's hand. I squeezed it lightly.

"Carter,why are you here?" her voice was scratchy.

"I honestly don't know." I replied.

"I was so cruel to you and here you are being so nice. Could you ever forgive me?"

"I think I can."

Angel asking for forgiveness was surprising. I wasn't sure if trusting her was the right thing to do, but we were both at bad spots in our lives. Maybe our friendship would be strong enough to overcome everything we had been through.

Today was Thursday so that meant the party that Chase had invited me to was tomorrow.

"When do you get out of here?" I asked Angel.

"Tomorrow morning I can go. I didn't break anything. I'm just bruised."

"Are you going to that party everyone is talking about?"

"I don't know. No one likes me."

"I'm going to go with Chase so I hope you decide to come."

"I'll see how I feel."

We sat in silence for a bit. The nurse came into the room to ask if Angel needed anything. Angel shook her head no. My phone buzzed in my pocket. A part of me was hoping for it to be Colin. I was slightly disappointed when Chase's name popped up on my phone.

Chase: Hey babe, are we still up for the party?

Me: Yes

Chase: Wyd?

Me: In hospital w/ angel

Chase: Wht happened

Me: talia whooped her ass

Chase: good for talia

Me: ik ik lol, gtg

Chase: txt me l8r

Me: K.

I stood up and went to go use the bathroom.

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Angel's POV

Carter went to use the bathroom and left her phone on the table next to the bed. I grabbed it and typed in her password. I knew it because she had told me it when we were "close".

I just loved how delusional she was. Everything was going to come crashing down for her.

I went to her messages and texted Colin.

Carter: I really miss you

Colin must've been on his phone. He replied instantly.

Colin: I miss you too

Carter: Can we meet up at school tomorrow morning? Bleachers?

Colin: Sure ;)

I deleted the conversation when I heard the toilet flush. I was just in time putting her phone down because moments later she was out the door.

"Did you wash your hands?" I smiled.

"Of course." She laughed.

We talked a bit about Talia. I decided not to tell the principal about it because I had swung first in our first fight. I also decided not to go back to school until Monday. I wasn't going to the party on Friday either. I didn't want to get jumped again. I wasn't strong enough to fight for myself yet. Lord knows no one would help me, either.

After about an hour, Carter left. She said she had homework to finish, but I think she was just bored of me. I guess I was a boring person. Maybe that's why I had no friends.

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Carter's POV

When I arrived home, I found my parents' car parked in the driveway. They came back early.

I don't think they heard me come in because they were in the kitchen yelling at each other. I decided to eavesdrop.

"You are sickening, Danny!" my mom yelled.

"Don't you ever say that again!" he gritted his teeth.

"I can't ever look at you the same. You are a monster!"

"How the hell am I monster?"

"Last night, you drunkenly told me that you loved your sister."

"So?" my dad seemed confused and nervous.

"You told me how you guys used to sleep together. You loved her more than you needed to." My mom said quietly.

This made my stomach turn. My dad sleeping with his sister. The aunt I never met.

"She's dead now so what does it matter?" he yelled, raising his hands in the air.

That's why they were back so early. My aunt had died, and I never got the chance to meet to her. Not that I wanted to knowing she used to help my dad get his rocks off.

"I am done with this. I am going to sleep." My mom rubbed her temples. She grabbed a wine bottle and started to walk away. I quickly retreated to my room. I didn't want to talk to either one of them right now.

I heard my dad leave through the front door. I looked out my window and saw him drinking out of a beer bottle as he got in his car. I watched until his car faded completely.

This was all too much for me to deal with. I cried myself to sleep like I had been doing every other night.