Kairo's POV
Chris was still laying in my lap, sobbing loudly. He's been repeating the same thing over and over;
"I'm sorry.... I'm sorry.... I'm sorry...."
It's a really heartbreaking sight to see. I keep telling him not to worry about it and that I forgive him, but he just keeps apologizing.
"How could you just forgive for some shit like this so fast?" he asked. This is the first time he's said anything besides 'I'm sorry' for the last 5 minutes.
He looked up at me and his eyes were red and puffy. He looked tired, and broken; he didn't look like Chris.
His voice was even more raspy than it already is. I realized at that moment that I did the right thing by forgiving him. Not just because it was the only thing I could do to wake up, but because a person who didn't really regret every part of their decision, wouldn't look like this.
Chris was truly sorry.
"Chris... I heard everything you said to me while I was in the coma. I heard about how Makayla forced you to cancel our date and go along with the plan or she'd kill me." I started, "I've been a victim of Makayla's antagonizing ways, so why wouldn't I believe you?"
He nodded then laid his head on my stomach again. The room was silent except for the occasional sniffle from Chris. Then, he suddenly broke the silence.
"Wait... you heard everything?" he asked, I nodded.
"Even when I told you how I felt?" his eyes were wide. I smiled, then nodded again.
"Yeah, I heard everything. I didn't know who it was because I couldn't distinguish voices at first, but then when I could, I immediately knew it was you." I smiled slightly.
By now he was looking at me as I spoke. Once I finished my statement, his cheeks began to take on a crimson color.
I laughed, "It's okay Chris, I'm glad you admitted your feelings... I.... I love you too."
He instantly perked up.
"You really love me?? E-Even after what I did??" he asked in a low voice. I nodded.
A smile spreaded across his face, but just as quickly as it came, it went. He started to shake his head.
"What's wrong Chris?" I asked, confusion written all over my face.
He sighed, "You can't love me.... we can't be around each other no more. Ion wanna be the reason why bad stuff happens to you."
"B-but Chris.... It's not your fault. Makayla's a fucking nut, you can't control her crazy ass decisions." I said.
"Exactly, she's a nut. I can't control all of her decisions, but I can control whether or not she messes with you. As long as we not around each other, she won't fuck with you. So let's just call it off." he replied, hurt evident in his voice.
Tears swelled up in my eyes, making my vision blurry. I shook my head and they began to fall. I buried my face in my hands and sobbed silently.
I felt Chris move, and then I felt his arms wrap around me. I leaned over and rested my forehead on his chest as I embraced him back.
I heard him sigh. "I know..... but it's for the best Kai." he mumbled into my hair.
"I'll go get the doctor..." he said after a moment of silence. I sat up and nodded, sniffling and wiping my tears.
He smiled lightly and kissed my forehead before he walked out the room. A few minutes later, a tall, dark, man came in. I'm guessing he was my doctor.
"Hello Ms. Carter, I'm glad to see that you're up. We really didn't expect you to be up so soon, considering the fact that you never responded to any of the tests, but--" I cut him off.
"Wait.... where's the boy that went and got you?" I asked.
"The young man with the blond hair? Oh, he left soon after he got me." he responded.
I felt the tears coming again. I inhaled deeply to keep them from falling.
"He's a really good boy. He visited you practically everyday." he smiled slightly.
I returned the smile weakly, then I thought about what my dad said;
"Christopher held good intentions when he made that decision......"
It made me smile a little and feel a bit better knowing that he's only thinking about my safety.
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~ Kinda short, I know. /: Next chapter should be better!
- Tay❤

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FanfictionKairo Demitri Carter is a victim of verbal bullying. She originally thought nothing wrong of herself, not in a conceited way, until her mom was relocated to Los Angeles, California for work. At first she was just the new girl, she got looks of envy...