Chapter 14

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Chapter 14

Iris’ POV

I had been waiting for him for the past hour but he still hadn’t showed up. I knew it was too good to be true. He decided to scram when I showed my feeling for him; I always knew in a small corner of my heart that he was just messing with me. He’s so hot that he could get any girl he wanted...

My mind was going out of control when the door to my hospital room opened. Nick frantically walked inside.

‘Oh my God, Carter is going to kill me. I am so so so sorry,’ he mumbled audibly.

‘It’s okay. What happened?’ I inquired.

‘Carter had some work to do. He knew that you’d start assuming stuff like he doesn’t like you or he ran away, so he sent me to tell you that he loves you too and he’ll see you tomorrow. Okay?’ he said.

I just nodded and took it all in. Where was he? What was he doing? Is he taking a break? Is he seeing someone else?

Nick stayed around for a little while, but after half an hour he left with the excuse that he had to meet up with his girlfriend, whom I am guessing, changes every day. The doctors said I was fine and that I could go home if I wanted.

Even though I had been here for just a day, it was still depressing as hell, so I decided to go home. My parents were scared that Blake might show up but I wasn’t. I didn’t care if he might hurt me. The source of this courage was unknown to me but it was so powerful that for a second I believed I was capable of doing anything.

Just as I reached my bedroom all those feelings were gone; gone like the wind. My bed sheets were ripped and the pillows were torn. Things were scattered all over the floor. It was what you call an actual mess.

I couldn’t keep it in. So, I let go. I sat down against the door, pulled my knees up to my chest, buried my head in it and wept. I wept and wept and wept. I wept till my eyes could no longer shed tears. I wept till my throat was dry and I could no longer sob.

And no one was there; no one. No one was there to help me, to give me a shoulder to cry on. Or to tell me that it’s going to be okay. I tried to clear my mind and started thinking about Carter. I thought of how he looked, how he acted; his eyes, his hair, his lips. His every feature was so captivating.

That’s when I heard my bedroom window open. I looked up and saw Carter slowly entering the room through the window. My face lit up and I realized that declaring my love for him was the best thing that happened to me.

He walked over to me and I crossed my legs and wiped the almost dry tears. He looked at me with a confused and sorrowful expression. I was on the verge of crying when he said, ‘I’m sorry.’

‘For what?’ I asked.

‘For not being there for you, I didn’t know about Blake at that time and I’m really sorry I couldn’t protect you from him.’

He sat down next to me and took me in his lap. I buried my face in his neck, breathing in his amazing yet unique scent. It had a calming effect on me. I never wanted to let go. I kept sniffling from the already shed tears and he rubbed my back in a soothing manner.

We had been sitting in the same position for about half an hour when I realized he might be tired from having me in his lap so I tried to get up. But he stopped me.

‘We have a lot to talk about,’ he said.

‘I agree,’ I replied.

‘I can think of a good place. Want to come with me?’

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