"I don't want to talk about it." Carrie said quietly, Mike walking down the stairs able to hear his wife on the phone. "Ivey, stop. I am hanging up." The blonde said as she put the phone down. Mike watched as his wife leaned back on the couch, a small tear escaping her eye. She couldn't stop the memories from playing through her head from the night that Kyle had forced her. It was bad enough that she was having nightmares about it, but thinking about it during the day was difficult and much harder to deal with.
"Baby," Mike said, stepping off the bottom stair and quickly walking over to Carrie. He didn't know what to say so he decided just to say nothing at all. Mike sat beside his wife on the couch in their living room and pulled her into his arms, hugging her tightly as she cried. "I love you. I love you so much." He whispered in her ear as she clung on to him. Mike wanted so badly to make her pain go away but he knew he couldn't.
"Mike, I'm sorry." Carrie apologized, pulling away from Mike.
"Baby, there's nothing to be sorry about. Not a thing." Mike replied, pushing her hair out of her face. "Look at me sweetie," he said as she sniffled softly. "None of this was your fault. I don't want you thinking that,-"
"But Mike, I could've kept the front door locked. I could've pushed him off of me. I could've done something." The woman shook her head.
"Carrie, it's not your fault." Mike softly caressed her cheek. Carrie rested her head on his shoulder as she let out a heavy sigh. She gently wrapped her arms around Mike's waste as she rested her head on his chest. "I am so sorry about everything that happened. I'm sorry for thinking that you would cheat on me. I feel horrible for everything that happened. I feel terrible. I know that seeing me with that woman,-"
"Mike, it's okay. I know that you walking in on that, Kyle and I, hurt you. I don't know how that felt for you." The blonde shook her head sniffling. "I felt so bad, going to mom's." Carrie confessed, Mike becoming confused.
"What? Why would you feel bad? She loves you. She loves you going down." Mike replied.
"Not this time. I was so upset. I couldn't stop crying and she didn't know why. She and dad kept asking but I couldn't tell them what had happened. It wasn't fair for her to see me like that and not know why." Carrie explained, Mike gently rubbing her back as a new tear slid down her face.
"You still haven't told her?" Mike questioned, causing her to shake her head.
"I don't know how. I feel like such a bother being upset. I feel like such a baby." Carrie shook her head in response. "I'm sorry." She apologized, barring her face in her husband's chest again. "Please, don't speak a word about this to anyone, especially my mom." She said with a gentle sigh as she whispered in his ear, her arms still wrapped around his shoulders.
"I won't. I promise, sweetie." Mike replied before softly kissing her cheek. "I truly think that you should go talk to someone. I know it would be hard but as much as you say that you don't want to talk about it I think that you need to." Mike explained, causing Carrie to gently nod her head. "Have you been thinking about it?" He asked curiously, worried whether or not she would be offended by his suggestions.
"Yeah but I am not sure if I am ready for that or not." She confessed, shrugging her shoulders unsure of what to think at the moment.
"I understand baby. Don't think that you have to but I do want you to think about it." Mike smiled softly, kissing her cheek.
"Mike, the hardest part about this is to hear Ivey say that she's praying for me or last night when you thought I was asleep, I heard you pray for me. The hardest thing is being completely unsure as to why God would allow something like this to happen, not only to me but to any woman who's been raped." Carrie confessed, looking down at her hands as she spoke, clearing her throat. "I love God and I know that he loves me but it's really hard to try and justify something like this, especially since Brad was my friend. I feel like he didn't mean any harm. I know that it's hard for you to understand but he was drunk off his ass. I think he was actually on drugs too." Carrie explained, looking at her husband seriously. "I just want to forget about all of this."
