Chapter-30

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"Ethan, at least speak to me." Carter says as I rest my head on the car window, tears rolling down my cheeks.

I don't respond. I won't speak until I see Mason.

"Please, tell me." Carter begs.

"Fine," I say harshly. "He got arrested for 'hurting' me." I say my voice cracking.

"What? Why were you guys in the parking lot?" He asks now desperate to know everything. I don't respond and just stare out the window, watching as street lights illuminate the road.

"Do you want to go to my house?" He asks. I don't want to go to my house but I don't say anything.

"My house it is." He says a sigh leaving his mouth.

***
"Here." Carter says as he throws me a blanket. I don't catch it, causing it to fall onto the ground.

"Are you sure you want to sleep alone?" Carter asks raising an eyebrow.

I nod and lay down on the couch wrapping myself in the soft blanket. "We'll go tomorrow. I promise." Carter says looking down at me, a small sad smile on his face.

I nod and close my eyes, trying to forget what happened today. My eyelids get heavier and heavier, making it hard to open my eyes.

***

I wake up screaming and panting, beads of sweat on my forehead. I look out the window, the sky pitch black.

What time is it...?

My heart beats faster and faster. Another nightmare. Third one.

I can't stand it anymore. I stand up and walk towards Carters room. I knock on his door as tears build up in my eyes.

The dream was about Mason. He had passed away in my nightmare. I feel my tears rolling down my cheeks, hot and sticky.

I hear Carter open the door and without looking up I hug him. I hear him sigh as I sob into his chest.

"Come on." I hear him say as he pulls me into his room. He holds me against him and slowly walks towards his bed. "What're you doing?" I ask as he pulls me onto the bed.

"I can't bear seeing you like this." He states as he pulls me down next to him. I lay down next to him, staring into his green eyes.

Mason wouldn't like this...

He hugs me and I hesitantly rest my head on his chest, a couple more tears rolling down my cheeks and holding onto my chin for dear life.

A pathetic sound leaves my lips and I quickly close my eyes, letting more tears spill out. I feel Carters soft fingers wipe my tears away.

"Cry." He says as I open my eyes. "I've done it millions of times." He says his expression hurt.

"I'm here to wipe your tears away."

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