The Art of You

she lives in my heart

"You skipped school Carl? To sit on a curb? Seriously?!" Fiona scowled at Carl as the rest of the family watched. He shrugged his shoulder.
"Quin has been out of it I just wanted to see if she was going to come out at all." Fiona instantly realized the change in Carl's demeanor; the way his brows furred and his green eyes turned almost brown. The way he played with his fingers and kept his eyes locked on the ground.
"Time for bed guys. Debbie take Liam up with you." She gestured for them to go upstairs. "'Not you Carl." He sat back down.

"She had a bruise on her head and I haven't seen her mom in a couple weeks. That crazy meth head Sarah has been watching them. I was kind of worried." Carl gushed before Fiona could yell at him. His eyes filled with tears and she was shocked. Carl only cried when it came to Monica leaving or Frank pretending to be a good father for 2 days just to get some money. She held his head in her embrace as he quietly cried. As much as Carl wanted to be a bad ass, as much as Carl WAS a bad ass there was no denying the (semi) soft spot he had for Quincy.

----------------- 8 years later -----------------------------

"Carl get the fuck up." Courtney yelled.
Courtney was Carls new "girl". Or for this week at least. Rubbing his eyes he stretches and sits up. A dark haired girl with yesterday's makeup smeared down her eyes and nothing on but a cami tank top is standing over him. He picks up his phone and checks the time.
7:27 a.m
"What the fuck Courtney. It's early as hell, let me sleep." He rolls over and closes his eyes. She scoffs, grabs her pants and slams his door. He can hear the others downstairs. Now that Lip, and Ian were gone and Debbie was always gone, it was just Liam and Fiona in the house. Just as loud though. Carl spent his days helping Kev at the bar or fucking girls. It had been 8 years since he saw Quincy, she crossed his mind a few times a day but he had moved on. He didn't think about the way she walked funny because she thought her legs were too long and walking differently would change that. He didn't miss the smell of her freshly colored hair after she colored it so much because she got so bored of herself she had a new hair color every month. He was almost 17, he was peaking and he was making his rounds with all the south side girls. Girls like Quincy steered clear of Carl; and that's exactly what he wanted. He couldn't deal with the possibility of her leaving. He couldn't deal with the risk of heartbreak. For fucks sake he was 12 when she left and it still hurt him.
Sometimes he'll catches a glimpse of a clearly fake blonde with messy brown roots and long legs and he'll keep walking. After 8 years that's what his reaction should be.

But when he catches a look at a blonde with her short hair tied in a scrunchie, he stops. He stares and  tries his best not to give up hopes. The wind catches dress that falls just above the knee, she pushes it back down before it can get too far up. Her long longs are tan, and still long. She's filled in in all the right places. Her vans are hugging her feet and her toes are pointed inward. Kind of how someone would walk if they thought their legs were too long and would try anything to make them look a little less lanky.

The blonde turns around and Carl's breath hitches. He runs his hands through his hair and keeps them rested on the top of his head.
She doesn't noticed the still chubby cheeked boy. And he doesn't know if he's disappointed or glad she hasn't made eye contact. He begins to breathe regularly and starts to walk away when he believes she doesn't notice. When his arm goes numb at the touch of a small soft hand. He turns all the way around to be faced with the innocent smile and the doe eyes.

"Carl." She barely gets out.
Carl closes his eyes and let's her words seep through his entire body before opening his eyes to see her again.

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