Friends With Magcon

What Can...?

*Nash's POV*

For the past hour since the fight, I've held Carmen tightly in my arms. Her arms were very tight around my neck, but I didn't mind. The police just left, along with Abbey's parents, Carmen's parents, Abbey and Garrett. Caroline and Cam crashed on the couch watching The Notebook (one of Caroline's favorite movies), so I quietly carried Carmen into my room and gently laid her in my bed. She clutched her head tightly with her hands, and her body was curled into a tight ball. I quietly turned on a movie, and climbed onto the bed beside my beautiful girlfriend.

I started watching Carmen sleep (not in a creepy way, in a cute boyfriend-ish way). She's even cuter when she sleeps. My train of thoughts went from how cute she looks right now to her nightmares. Not sure how I got to this subject, but it's a hard feeling to have, knowing that the one you love is suffering, and there is nothing you can do. That feeling sucks. Then a thought hit me. If I can't be there for her all the time, who can? Or what can...?

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*You like? or nah? Sorry, another cliffhanger, but bear with me, okay? Okay. Hope you enjoyed!*