"We're here!" Carter said when he shut the engine off.
I got out the car and looked around. A smile spread on my face. Just like I remember, I thought to myself. The smell, sound, view everything stayed exactly the same. I couldn't help but feel like I was the one not belonging there. Like I wasn't myself anymore.
"Do you want to go for a walk? We could get ice cream?" Carter offered.
I hadn't had ice cream in 13 months. The thought terrified me.
"We could go for a walk," I said and we began walking down to the waves.
After walking quietly for a little while Carter turned his head my way and spoke.
"How come you haven't been to the beach for a long time?" I got why he was confused, the beach were literally 2 minutes away from our town.
I shrugged, I didn't know if I should tell him or not.
"I don't know, I hadn't really felt comfortable doing so," I said and he nodded as if saying he got it.
It wasn't a lie, I didn't feel comfortable, but it wasn't the whole truth either.
"Would you want to see me fight one day?" Carter blurted out. I was taken back by his question. Did I want to see him fight?
"I'm not really into the whole fighting thing, but I don't know, maybe. Would you want me to see you?" I asked.
He nodded and I felt relieved. "Of course I would! But I know you aren't into violence, so I was just checking if you'd be up to it," I felt flattered that he wanted me to see him.
"I mean to be honest, it would be quite cool to see you fight," I admitted and he chuckled.
"I knew you thought it was cool," he teased and I shoved him. He shoved me back gently.
"Hey you can't hit on girls!" I said.
"Sorry if I've been hitting on you," he said and winked. I couldn't help the blush the crept into my neck.
What's up with all the blushing lately?
"Shut up," was the only thing I could mutter out.
Really? Shut up? Original.
"Did you want an ice cream?" Carter asked and looked to the ice cream stand.
Maybe I could eat an ice cream?
Maybe Carter could help me through it?
I nodded and he smiled satisfied.
We walked to the I cream stand and looked at the different flavors.
"Hey what can I help you guys with?" The girl behind the counter asked.
Carter smiled and looked at me.
What should I chose?
"Uhm can I get a cone with one scoop of strawberry?" I asked quietly to the girl.
She nodded and scooped my order into a cone.
"And for you?" She looked towards Carter.
"Can I get a cone with a scoop of chocolate?" She nodded and made his.
Carter paid, though I begged to pay for myself. He wouldn't let me and I got a feeling he was used to get things the way he wanted it to.
We walked down to the water again, and walked with our feet in the water.
I took a small bite of my ice cream. It was delicious, but I felt guilty. Carter didn't seem to notice my face rial expression, as he just kept going like normally.

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Emily's Escape
Romance(Completed) Emily is suffering from anorexia; she just won't admit it to herself or anyone else. She doesn't want nor need any help, according to herself. Carter sees her struggle. He wants to help her. Will Emily finally accept help? And will sh...