LOVE is DEAD [RARL]

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Ron, 11:37 A.M - call me

Missed call from Ron

Ron, 11:42 A.M - im serious

Ron, 11:43 A.M - i need to talk to you this is some serious shit man

Ron, 2:07 P.M - why weren't you home?? you arent working today

Missed call from Ron at 3:58 P.M.

Ron, 3:58 P.M - fuck you

Ron, 3:59 P.M - please carl answer the phone

Missed call from Ron at 4:01 P.M.

Ron, 7:14 P.M - listen i know youre mad at me but can we talk this out???

Ron, 10:38 P.M - whatever

Ron, 10:38 P.M - i see youre reading these

Ron, 2:08 A.M - pleaste calml me please i laove you baby h

Missed call from Ron at 2:08 A.M.

Ron, 2:10 A.M - please answemr please i need to tajlk tho yobu please forgive me

Ron, 4:42 A.M - plaese

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"You've got to talk to him," Lydia said as Carl got into the passenger's seat of Enid's truck.

"Thanks for driving me. Dad went to work early." Carl ignored her previous statement, but Lydia turned the key in the ignition, killing the engine. Turning to look Carl, her green eyes locked with his blues.

"Where's Enid?" Carl asked, breath quickening with a bit of panic.

"She has a cold, I came instead. Carl, you can't just stop talking to him. You know he has feelings for you."

"I honestly do NOT care!" Carl shouted suddenly, looking at her earnestly. "He straight up IGNORED ME for a MONTH after Florida. It wrecked me!" He assumed Mikey had told everyone else about the garage incident, and he was right.

"He loves you so much, Carl. I'm so sorry about what happened between us; it was a complete accident, he doesn't even remember. That has to stand for SOMETHING." She argued, putting her hand over his. "Yes, this is his baby. Yes, he wants to be responsible for it, but that doesn't stop his feelings for you."

Carl opened the car door, jumping out onto the gravel driveway.

"Carl-!"

"He fucks me and then leaves," He said, turning to look at her. She faltered.

"The first words he said to me after we got home, 5 weeks later, was telling me to drop my pants. I'm not a sex toy; I'm a person. I refuse to be a replacement for his hand."

She didn't reply, closing her mouth. Carl shut the car door.

"You don't need a ride still?" She asked through the open window. He shook his head, walking back to the house.