*I'm procrastinating, here's your chapter!*
Carolines ringtone burned through my dreams. I opened my eyes to give her curled up with her back firmly against me. I had my arms wrapped around her waist. With my free arm I reached for her phone. "Hello?" I drowsily answered, "Why are you answering her phone?!" It is far too early to get yelled at and deal with Mason. "because, she and I slept in the same bed last night because she was scared, of YOU." I snapped hanging up the phone and putting it on silent. Resting my head in her hair I inhaled the smell of raspberries, the same way it smells in the bathroom after she takes a shower. I love that smell.
"mmmmm?" she questioned slowly lifting her head and turning her body around. I adjusted my arms so I could still be holding her waist, I love doing that. "OH MY GOSH WHAT HAPPENED?!" She gasped obviously referring to my bruises, cuts, and busted lip. She reached her tender hand out and ran a finger over the cut on my bottom lip. Tears were threatening to spill over and I pulled her closer, kissing her ask over her face. "Shh, remember, last night Mason came over and tried to hurt you, but you're okay now." Her eyes widened in surprise and she buried her even more bruised face into my chest. "Peter" she sobbed "I thought it was a nightmare, it was so scary. You should never do that to me would you?" she raised her black and blue face and stared at me with those beautiful emerald eyes. "There's a difference between him and I." I told her cooking her face in my hands. "I love you." She smiled and mouthed I love you too before leaning in to kiss me.
"Goodmorning love birds!" Daniel chirped, obviously trying to make us feel better. Caroline smiled and laughed and I fake punched him in the arm. We sat down at the counter and Daniel pushed two glasses of juice in front of us. "Thanks Danasaur!" Caroline piped. She's so sweet and beautiful and flawle-- what are those?! As she reached for the juice her sleeve allowed down her arm revealing at LEAST twenty lines running across her arm. She quickly re arranged them back to her wrists and shamefully looked into her juice. I'll have to ask her about that, but not right now. She has enough to worry about right now. I kissed her on the cheek before jumping up to make her favorite, rainbow pancakes. She giggled the entire time because I kept messing up making the pancakes, I would do something like try to flip the pancakes in the air and they would go too high and hit the ceiling. I might have made a total fool of myself but at least I got to see that stunning smile.
She ate half of a pancake. Half. She usually eats like three because she says it makes the inside of her pretty like a rainbow, then I say, you don't need that too be pretty on the inside. Half a pancake. I'm worried about her, what if she stops eating all together??? "I think I'll just spend the day in my room on my own. Thanks for the pancakes" she gives a fake half smile and walks up to her room. Well I might as well do the same. I sit in my room for about five minutes then realize Caroline would probably like to use the computer. I unplug my laptop and go to her. When I knock there's no answer so I just walk in, she isn't there so I assume she's in the bathroom. I place the computer on her bed and walk back to my room.
A few minutes pass before I hear a high pitched scream coming from the bathroom I run down the hall and pound on the door "Caroline!!!! Open this door NOW!!!" I hear sobbing as she finally unlocks the door and pulls it open. She was standing there with tear stained cheeks. My eyes drift down her body the blood and cuts on her forarms. I quickly scored her up and carried her into my room. She was sobbing uncontrollably and I told her I would be right back. I quickly ran into the bathroom and got a wet towel and the first aid kit. On my way out I noticed a bloody razor sitting on the counter.
After I cleaned her up, I pulled her onto my lap and rocked get back and forth until she stopped crying. I forced her to look at me and said;
"Caroline, you are the single most beautiful girl I have ever seen. You also happen to be the funniest, and nicest too. Why you would ever do this is beyond my comprehension. I always hear girls in the hallway talking about how jealous they are of your beauty and your brains. Every guy talks about you and when you walk into a room you take everyone's breath away. When we were little, I SWORE to myself I would write you everyday. When you didn't come to say goodbye I cried for a month. You are the only girl I ever truly felt anything other than friendship for. I love you. I have always loved you and I will always love you. In fact I will love you enough for both of us. The way you smile makes me feel like I could run a thousand miles, your voice could make a deaf man hear, and you're eyes are like two gems encrusted with Angel dust. You make new believe there is a God out there because I mean, look at you, you're perfect. Every ounce of you. You are nice, funny, sweet, genuine, loving, and absolutely beautiful. You make me a better person by just being alive. I want to marry you and I want you to be the mother of my children, in fact if we do have kids I will be jealous they get to grow up with you as an influence. I don't know what's wrong with Mason, how he somehow didn't see that. I honestly think he's crazy. I just, I want to be your everything. I want to be your second half. I know I'm probably the one who loves more and I'm okay with that, as long as you let me love you, I will make sure you NEVER feel like doing this again."
She was crying, so was I. So we sat and we cried. We cried until we ran out of tears. Then she whispered "you will never love more." and that was my favorite moment.
*MASONS P.O.V.*
Why do I feel so broken. It was a dare, a stupid dare. I do it all the time so why does it hurt this time. It's not just the bruises and cuts and sprained wrist that hurt. It's something much deeper than that. In theory it was supposed to be stupid and I would just play with her until I got bored, but I didn't get bored. When I was with her I was happy, and I always felt threatened when she said she was going to do something with Peter. I felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders when I looked through pictures of us together. I put up a picture of me and Chloe next to one of Caroline and I. Caroline was much nicer and prettier than Chloe, but Chloe was easy. Caroline and I look so much happier than Chloe and I. This can't be happening. I have no more will power. I dialed her number and it rang a few times before I got the receiver.
"Hey! It's Caroline! Leave a message after the beep! BEEP! haha just kidding! Did I get you? Anyway you know what to do! *BEEP*
I choked down a sob. "Caroline, I know you hate me, and for justified reasons but I just realized something.... I-I" my voice cracked and tears spilled down my cheeks "I love you." and I meant it.
(A/N Hey y'all!!! I'm going to start trying to update short chapters like this every day, if I can. IF I can. if I CAN. I don't sit with many people at lunch so I'll try to write then. IF I CAN. I'm trying I really am but I just can't think of something. If you have any ideas please contact me through like messaging on here or something. XOXO THERE ARE NO BAD IDEAS LOVE YOU ASK THANK YOU AND GOODNIGHT!)
