drugs || CG [COMPLETED]

fourteen {pt.2}

*Alysa's POV*

"Is this some kind of sick joke?" I asked jumping up from the bed.

"I wish it was." Carl sighed taking a long drag from the joint.

"I don't care that you are a drug dealer. I'm just confused on the part where you didn't tell me." I said crossing my arms.

"I didn't want you to worry about me." He replied.

"Worry? Why should I worry?" I asked getting heated.

"Don't worry. I can take care of myself." He chuckled.

"So you're not telling me things and you're changing the subject. What is going on?" I asked knitting my eyebrows together.

"Alysa-"

"No, don't 'Alysa' me. Tell me the fucking truth Carl." I yelled slamming my fist down on the dresser.

He looked panicked and almost afraid to tell me what was going on.

I didn't know what to expect...

"I'm going away, and I'm not coming back." He stammered almost like he never expected to hear himself say those words.

My heart dropped to my stomach and suddenly it became hard to breathe.

"I'm not going to beg you to stay because you obviously don't want too." I choked out. "But just know, I'm not going to be waiting for you. I won't be here for you to run to when your lonely."

"I know, I don't want you too. I am leaving because I put everyone around me in danger." He replied.

"I'm not even going to ask, just shut up and let us have a good weekend together since it might be the last time we see each other." I breathed out jumping back onto the bed and snuggling up against his chest.

I am so sorry for not updating. I just wanted to spend the last days of my summer going out and being reckless. I will be updating regularly now.

-milan🌹✨