Crushed

Chapter Seven

Chapter Seven:  

Carly woke up abruptly. She was in a white room and a bed that was not her own. She was strapped down to the bed and was hooked up to a drip. 

“Carly?” A voice said, 

Carly looked to her left to be comforted by a pair of dark brown eyes and ginger hair. 

“You’re awake! Thank god! I thought I had lost you!” 

“West, what the fuck am I doing here.” 

West cupped Carly’s face with his hand and looked into her eyes, 

“When we were having.. you know... Well you blacked out. I thought you were just passed out drunk. But you were incredibly white. I took of your jumper and....” 

“Fuck.” 

West smiled, “Yea, fuck is right.” His smile dropped. “Carly why did you do that?” 

Carly looked down at the bed not wanting to make eye contact with him. 

“If I told you, you’d think I was crazy.” Carly said

“I already know you’re crazy, thats why I love you so much.” He replied, his cheeks blushing bright red while saying so. 

Carly’s eyes filled with tears, her heart was breaking again. Except this time was because she was the one leading someone on. 

“West, whilst I am so flattered and I am so happy someone sees me like that, I don’t think I am ready to commit to you. See the thing is. I only slept with you because I was hurt and high. I love you as a friend and all, but I just can’t be hurt anymore.” 

West looked at Carly, his mouth hung open and he was giving her a death stare. Without warning he climbed on top of her. His face was inches from hers, she could feel his warm breath on her face.

“West! What are you doing!” 

“So you’re saying that when I was this close to you, you didn’t feel anything. You didn’t feel anything towards me when we had sex?” West looked like an animal, he was furious. 

“I think you are forgetting that I passed out FROM FUCKING BLOOD LOSS!”

“But you still felt it didn’t you Carly? You still liked it right?” He said almost desperately.  

“NO, I DIDN’T GET THE FUCK OF ME!” Carly was trying to get free but the shackles held her down to her bed. 

“Well Im going to make you like it bitch so shut up!” West growled. 

“No please don’t!” Carly cried. 

West pulled down his pants, and threw the covers of Carly. He pushed up her hospital gown. Carly braced her self, her eyes filling up with tears. She whimpered as she felt him get closer. 

“Please stop.” She whispered. 

“What the fuck is going on here.” 

West immediately jumped of Carly, pulling his pants on. 

“Listen dude, It’s none of your business.” West said. 

Carly was unable to rearranged herself and pulled her hospital gown back over her body. She crossed her legs to try and shield her naked body from the person who had walked in on her and West. 

“Actually, you raping Carly is all of my business seeing as she’s my best friend.” 

Carly looked up and was looking straight at Dylan. Dylan was stood their like always with his spiky brown hair tousled effortlessly into his hairstyle. In his tanned arms he carried five packets of huge galaxy chocolate bars and a dozen roses. 

“Oh my god.” Carly whispered. 

“I think you should leave before I get security. I will report this to the police if you don’t get out of here NOW.” Dylan said. 

“Fine, but this isn’t over.” He started to walk out the room “Carly, tell me when you want a real man, and not a pansy.” 

“He’s more of a man then you’ll ever be fucktard!” Carly screamed as he walked out the room. 

Carly still half naked shifted uncomfortably in the bed. Dylan looked her over, she still looked gorgeous even strapped down to the bed and with unwashed hair.

“Can you at least make me decent before you stare me up and down?” Carly spat. 

Dylan awoke from his trance.

“Um yea sorry about that.” Dylan blushed. He put the chocolates on the table with the roses laying on top of them. He gently took hold of Carly’s hospital gown and pulled it slowly back over her legs. While doing so he looked into Carly’s eyes. He didn’t see the eyes he used to see. The eyes that were filled with love and hope. Now there was nothing, as though she was dead. He pulled the blanket over her now jittering body. 

“Thanks Dylan.” Carly said, tears were still running down her face and the rest of her face was covered by her messy hair. Dylan combed her hair out of her face and wiped away the tears staining her face. 

“Carly..” Dylan started to say. 

“Dylan, please don’t say anything. Just hold me please?” Carly whispered. 

“Anything for you Carly.” 

Dylan placed the choclates on the bedside table and led the flowers on top of it. He lifted himself onto the bed and held Carly in his arms. He kissed her lovingly on the head, “I love you Carly.” He expected an answer, but she was already asleep.