Forever Her (girlxgirl)

Four

Megan
I wipe the tears from my face. My heart feels like it's full of stones. After all these years of not seeing her she has nothing to say to me. She was my best friend. I loved her like she was a part of me. Even after she moved and disconnected her phone I always held hope that she would come back to me.

The girl sleeping across from me is not my Carter. To have her back with out really having her back was the worst kind of torture. I wiped away more tears. I'm careful not to make any sounds. Carter can't know how much her leaving hurt me. She can't know that after my parents death her number was the one I called repeatedly looking for some one to talk to.

After hearing the dial tone for the nineteenth time I'd tossed my phone against the wall and watched it smash into pieces. My parents were dead and my best friend had abandoned me.  After that I was never the same.

I stopped talking to people. Some times I'd go weeks without leaving the house. I absolutely hated high school. Everyone was either talking about Carter or my dead parents.  I lost the ability to care about anything. Fashion, makeup, and friends all seemed pointless. I didn't want new friends because I knew they would all just end up abandoning me.

It a good thing I had Corey and auntie Carla with me or I don't know what would have happened. With their help I was able to slowly find my way back to me.

I wipe the last of my tears away. The girl next to me is not my Carter and that is exactly how I will treat her. If she doesn't want to be my friend than I'll go find new ones. She can keep making kissie face with sluty Fee.

Ugh, I can't help but role my eyes at the name. Something about her was instantly unlike able. It probably had something to do with the way she shamelessly showed off her private part.

I think about Fee and Carter and what they were doing here. My face heats up as I picture Carter standing with that...thing one her. I feel a weird tingle move down my belly. I shut my eyes and ball up in the sheets.

That girl was definitely not my Carter.

I fall asleep later on that night. It's hard to get any good rest. I toss and turn trying to get comfortably but this isn't the bed I'm use to.

"For the love of God, Meg, pick a spot and stick to it." Carter groans half a sleep.

I freeze not expecting her to be up. "Sorry if it bothers you but I'm just trying to get comfortable." I say not feeling sorry at all. I shift around the bed some more.

"Seriously, Meg if you don't go to sleep now I'm going to crawl into bed with you."

I freeze again. This time I remain in my one spot. I don't know how serious the threat is but I don't think I want to find out.

"That's what I thought. Now go to sleep." Carter orders snuggling back up with her pillow.

Eventually I do go to sleep. The next morning I wake up before Carter. I look over at her sleeping face and shake my head. At least that one thing about Carter hasn't changed. She was never a morning person.

I shower and dress all before she wakes up. I'm back in the room twisting up my hair when she finally makes a movement in the bed.

"Good morning sunshine." I say in a extremely bright voice.

Carter just makes grunting noises.  I smirk. Carter stands from the bed and stretches. Her shirt raises up a little and I can see her smooth toned stomach. I frown. I miss my marshmallow soft Carter. She use to give the best hugs. 

"Looks like your still an annoying morning person." Carter says as she brushes past me to get to her closet. 

"And it looks like you've still got that annoying little morning breath problem." I say.

Carter turns back and glares at me. I give her one my innocent smiles. She grumbles something under her breath before grabbing the mouth wash and heading out to the bathroom.

Once the door closes I let out a sigh. I guess this is how it's going to be between me and the new Carter.

I debate if I should wait until Carter gets back to go to breakfast. I decide to go without her. She probably doesn't want to go with me anyway.

I head toward the elevator preparing to take it down to the cafe. The doors open and I see Tristan standing inside. Our eyes meet and we both smile at each other. I step on the elevator.

"Good morning." I greet.

"Good morning to you too. Are you headed down to the cafe?"

I smile and nod. "Yup."

"Really well it just so happens that I'm headed that way as well. Would you mind if I join you."

"Not at all. I was actually worried about eating alone."

At my aunt's house breakfast is kind of a big thing. Auntie always said the best way to start the day is to be surrounded by the people who loved you.

"Well we can both keep each other company. My roommate's not getting here until noon." Tristan says.

"Oh yeah I almost forgot you were a second year."

The door of the elevator open and we both step off.

"Yeah you should stop by the room later on. I'm sure Kai would like to meet you. He always  likes to meet a pretty new face." Tristan says.

I smile at his compliment. I'm guessing his the natural flirty type. He probably does it without even thinking.

"Sure thing I'd love to meet him." I say.

This whole friend this isn't so hard. By the end of the semester I planned to have a whole group of them.  Maybe I'd even join a club or two.

We walk into the cafe and sit down by the front table. They've got bacon and pancakes today so that makes me a pretty happy person. I load up my tray and bring it back to our table.

"Woah,were are you planning on putting all of that?" Tristan asked looking at my plate.

I pat my stomach. "Right here."

I come from a family of big eaters. Sunday dinner is like an event. Auntie spent a few good hours trying to make sure we were all feed.

Tristan smiles at me. "You're not like most girls."

I shrug. "Most of us aren't as alike as people are lead to believe."

Tristan laughs. We talk and eat. I find out that his an out of state student. He's here on a baseball scholarship and is a premed major. I was asking him about some possible classes I might have to take when I see Carter walk into the room.

She's dressed in a black t-shirt and black cargo pants. Even back in the day, Carter's dress was always a little on the boyish side. I liked her either way but she always seemed more comfortable and confident when she wasn't in a skirt.

The girl from last night walks in after. She's wearing a tank top that is too short and a black skirt that is too tight.

"What's wrong?" Tristan asked turning around to see what I'm glaring at.

"Fiona." He calls out.

My eyes widen as I look towards him. "You know her?"

"Yeah she's my sister."

I look back up and to my horror they are not he headed our way.

"She's a really nice girl. You'll like her." Tristan says.

I smile at him because there no way to tell him I've already decided to dislike his sister. Fiona and Carter reach our table. Carter gives me her teasing smile.

"Sup roomie." Carter says before setting her stuff down.