Be possessive. Be possessive.
That's all that was running through my mind as I approached Carter's locker the next day.
I'm getting really nervous though. I'm not really the type of person to be possessive or anything so hopefully this all works out okay. I'm actually sort of hoping he's not even at his locker.
With that final thought in mind, I turned the corner to see Carter moving stuff from his bag to his locker.
Great, just my luck!
I took a big breath before beginning towards his locker. Once I was right next to him I cleared my throat, causing him to jump and then look over at me.
I cleared my throat again, probably looking like some idiot. He stared at me for a few seconds before turning back to his locker.
I tried to open my mouth to speak but ended up just clearing my throat...again!
What the hell is wrong with me?!
Okay, I can do this.
"Tell me who did this to you." I said, before clearing my throat...yet again.
He shrugged. "Did what?"
I rolled my eyes. "Don't play dumb with me. You know exactly what I'm talking about."
He sighed and then rolled his eyes. He shut his locker and turned towards me. "Why do you care anyways?" He asked, a slight sense of sass in his voice.
Okay, this is it. I can do it!
"I care, because I care about you." I said as I walked towards him and turned his body just enough to where he was trapped between me and the lockers. "I want you to tell me who hurt you so I can hurt them."
He stared up into my eyes, a worried look in them. "It's not as easy as that..." He trailed off.
"And why isn't it?" I asked, still keeping the possessive act up.
"Because..." He started shaking, and he got this terrified look in his eyes. "I can't." He whispered.
He starred to cry again. I got worried and was about to step away when he fell into me. I froze before wrapping my arms around his shoulders, his snaking around my torso. "I-I..." I tried to speak, but then I cleared my throat as I awkwardly tried to say something.
"You said you care about me. You really care about me. You don't even know me. But you care about me." He cried into my shirt.
"Yeah, of course I do." I said, not really knowing what to say.
"Thank you!" He cried more into my shirt.
I was about to try and say something else when the homeroom bell suddenly rang. He stiffened and then stood up straight. "I have to go." He said before running off.
I decided to follow after him though, to make sure nothing happened along the way. I followed him around the corner and to his homeroom. "I'm sorry I'm late." He said as he entered the room.
Good, nothing happened.
But then where did he get all those scars from?
Maybe I should just follow him around all day. No, that's too creepy.
I sighed before turning around and heading towards my homeroom.
.....
It was now lunch time and everyone was acting like they usually do. Louie was trying to get Kaitlyn's attention. Tim was trying to get Jacob off of him. And Chloe and Hunter were just whispering things in each others ears.
I was just sitting in my seat quietly, waiting for Carter. It's already seven minutes into the period and he's still not here. I'm starting to get worried.
I stood up and left the cafeteria in search for him. I looked in all the senior hallways, the library, the nurses office (even though she got onto me for not being in class and going there for no reason), I've checked everywhere that I could think he would be.
I sighed and was about to head back to the cafeteria when the I heard his voice coming from a nearby bathroom.
I started to approach the bathroom to hear him on the phone. "Yes...of course...I love you too...I'm trying...no, everything's fine...I promise..." Who is he talking to? I looked around the corner to see his back towards me, his voice held up against his ear. "Okay...I love you too...I miss you...bye." He hung up the phone.
That's when I decided to enter. "Were you in here all period?" I asked, causing him to scream and spin around quickly. His screaming stopped as soon as he saw that it was just me.
"Don't sneak up on me like that!" He yelled at me.
I chuckled slightly. His angry face was cute. "You're so feisty," I said. "Like a kitten."
I smirked as a blush rose up his cheeks. "I'm not like a kitten..." He mumbled.
I shook my head, my smirk turning into a slight smile. "You're right, you're not a kitten. You're my kitten." I said, causing his whole face to turn red. "My little kitten."
He blushed even harder. "Ummm...I-I...okay..." He said, while blushing darker than a tomato.
He smiled and walked over to where I was standing right in front of him, my body towering over his. "Who were you talking to, kitten?"
He blushed at his pet name. "No one important." He said, obviously not wanting to talk about the subject.
I'll let it go, for now. "Okay." I said as I nodded my head. I brought my pointer finger up to his face and started to lightly brush his cheek. "Do you want to go back to lunch, kitten?" I asked.
He hesitated before shaking his head. "Not really. I don't like being around people much." He said.
I smiled. "It's okay, I don't like being around people that much either." I told him.
He looked up at me with hopeful eyes. "Do you like being around me...?" He asked nervously, his sentence trailing off at the end.
I gave him a soft smile. "Of course." I responded. "You're probably my favorite person to be around, besides my mom."
He looked at me, a sad look in his eyes. "How are you so open with me?"
I gave him a confused look. "What do you mean?"
"Well you just told me that your mom is your favorite person, yet you barely know me."
I slightly chuckled at him. "Well that's not too personal for me anyway. But I was also raised to be very open with who I am." I smiled at him.
He looked down, still looking sad. I was about to take his hand in mine when he spoke again.
"I wish I was raised like that."
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Teen Fiction~'Addiction' spin-off~ Highest rank in Teen Fiction: 7/13/16 - #94 Carter Martindale is a nerd. N-E-R-D. Nerd. He's all about his schoolwork. He's never had one late project or homework assignment. His lowest grade has been an A-. He's a nerd. Then...