Saving Me ~Nash Grier and Carter Reynolds Fanfic~

Chapter 24

***Carter's POV***

I walked out the door of Violet's house and broke down. I ran to my car and got in. While crying onto the steering wheel, my phone vibrated. Thinking it was Violet, I ignored it and continued to let all of my emotions out through my tears. I loved her. Well I thought I did. She means everything to me. I mean yeah Nash had her first but I want her. I want to be the one to save her.

My phone then vibrated again. I dry my face with the back of my hand and slid my phone out of my pants.

Bailey.

I have been talking to her since we met and to be honest she is so sweet and understanding. I told her everything about Violet in hopes she would help me out, but now it is too late.

From Baileyy:

Hey C.

To Baileyy:

Hi Bai.

Maybe talking to her will make me feel better. My stomach growls as the thought passes through my head. I text Bailey back before she can respond with a bright idea.

To Baileyy:

You wanna get a bite to eat? I need to talk to someone right now. And you seem like a hella good candidate.

Within seconds she responds.

From Baileyy:

Yeah totally. Chickfila? Taco Bell?

She knows me to well.

To Baileyy:

Taco Bell. Be there in 10.

With the last part of hope in me, I pick my head up and pull out of Violet's driveway.

***Violet's POV***

After crying for about an hour, I dried my tears and headed to the bathroom to fix up my face before Nash comes over. It hurt to walk again but I forced my way through it. I need to keep fighting. After I finish fixing my face,
I get my wheelchair and sit in it to start moving around without too much difficulty. I go back to the living room awaiting Nash's arrival.

To be honest, I am terrified to tell Nash. I can't lose him and Carter in one day. They both mean so much to me and I just broke one of their hearts. I hope I don't do the same to the other. I love Nash. More than anything. I don't want to hurt him, but he deserves to know. I just am scared to how he will react though.

After about 15 minutes of thinking and praying, I am hungry. My stomach starts to rumble. I wheel myself over to the kitchen to make some Ramen Noodles. I start to boil my water when my front door opens. I hear a familiar voice.

"Babe?" Nash calls out from the foyer.

"In the kitchen." I yell back. I hear his footsteps coming closer, when I feel two arms wrapped around my torso.

"Why hello gorgeous." Nash says sweetly into my ear before kissing me gently on the cheek.

"Hey" I say weakly before putting my noodles in the now boiling water. "Want some?" I ask him while looking up at him.

"Nah I'm good. But thanks." He says while walking over to the couch and searching through Netflix.

"Nash I need help." I call out. My wheel chair makes me even shorter so I can't work with the stove as well.

"Sure thing." He rushes to my side and takes over. "Go find something on Netflix while I finish this up." I nod and roll over to the couch and softly plopping onto it. I grab the remote and scroll through the different movies and shows. Nash comes in with a bowl and sits next to me.