Love That Hurts

Love that hurts: Chapter 5

It's been 2 weeks since I've been at Daniels. Too say i was happy was an understatement. I've settled in well over the course of two weeks and everyone seems to have accepted me. Daniels mother, Helen, was a great woman. She treats me like her own daughter and always ensures that I'm okay and that all my needs were fulfilled. She is beautiful with beautiful chocolate brown eyes and dark brown hair that comes up to her shoulders. Daniel is a spitting image of his mother however he does have elements of his father. Daniel has his mothers brown eyes and beautiful dark brown locks that were extremely curly. Thoughts of running my hand through his hair were always evident whenever i was around him, which was kind of embarrassing since i see him almost all the time. However his father had died a few weeks after, Daniels younger sibling was born, that to from a stroke. I dont really know much and i dont intend to find out as it is there family's personal information. Although looking at Daniels fathers pictures, Daniel shared the same straight nose and same smile where there was a dimple evident whenever he was either laughing or smiling. Daniel had three siblings, who were all younger. Troy who 15 years old and was constantly flirting with me, despite me being the same age as Daniel, so 18. However he was a really sweet person, who despite had the tendency to flirt, always ensures that i was okay. He was also protective over me and made sure that i was eating properly and taking my medication. So having two of the Carter boys ensuring that i was okay, eating properly and taking my medication time was both cute yet annoying, but in a good way as it finally felt nice to have someone care for you. Troy had the same brown eyes but with a hint of green from his father's eyes and the same curly brown hair as Daniel. Daniel also had a sister who was 6 years old whose name was Ava. She was extremely adorable and has become quite close with me since we've met. At first she wasn't as close and didn't like me but after a few days, a series of Disney movies, dress up and cake baking, she became my mini best friend. Now, Ava was a true beauty, she had her father's green eyes and brown/blond hair that were naturally wavy. She was just sweet and adorable, who, like Daniel had a dimple that would show every time she would smile or laugh. Finally, Daniel had a baby brother who was the last of the siblings. His name was Oliver and he was breath-taking. He had beautiful round big brown eyes, cute, curly brown locks, and a dimple in his right cheek and a heart-stopping smile. He was only 9 months old yet he stole my heart the very first day. Now, we were really close, he would occasionally sleep with me, id feed him, clothe him and also bath him, without any problems, contrasting with the fact that he cries with anyone else who attempts to bath or feed him. He had shown me how innocence looked, how babies were all born to be loved. It made me question if i was even my parents biological child since they practically hated me. Anyways, i became close to all the Carters and i felt that this was where i belonged. I have no idea how long i was going to stay here but ones thing's for sure, i really dont want to leave. It was like my own personal heaven.

Currently i was sitting watching TV, with Troy's head on my lap. He's been having a few hectic days revising for exams so at the moment he was resting. I felt proud since he had so much dedication for his work and i know with this dedication he will get far. The rest of the Carters were out shopping so it was just me and Troy at home. Troy turned his body around so he was looking at me. A single tear rolled down his cheek and that instantly melted my heart.

"Baby, what's wrong? Why are you crying?"

"W-what if i dont pass my exams Gabriella? I've worked so hard to ensure that i can make a future for myself and to also make my dad proud but what if it all goes to vain and i fail"

He looked at me whilst his tears were rolling out of his eyes. He called me Gabriella, which showed my just how much pain he was in. Normally he would call me Grey symbolising the colour of my eyes, but today he called me by my name. I felt so bad for this beautiful boy who was crying.