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chapter twenty one ♡

Listen to this song while reading this chapter:
Song: Listen to Your Heart
Artist: Roxette
This song suits this chapter perfectly, so I highly recommend playing this song to get the true feel of this chapter. :)
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Carter's POV

What did I just do? She slammed the door in my face and I really felt defeated at the moment.

She broke up with me because I was pushy. Because I was overprotective. I did blame her and I shouldn't have. But, she also had the idea of going to the club with Ryan and she knew the consequences.

I guess it was both of our faults.

But I pushed it farther than it needed to be.

As I drive home, I think of nothing but what I did wrong. She told me to stop talking and I didn't. I should've comforted her. But I didn't. I soon began to blame myself for the breakup.

I don't know what I will do with my life without her. I was nothing, then I was something and now I'm back to being nothing.

I pull up to my house and lock the car. I walk inside seeing my dad with beer bottles all around him.

"Is Tyler here?" I ask quietly.

"He's at a sleepover," My dad slurred.

"Dad?" I ask.

"What do you want!" He yelled, whipping his head towards me.

"I'll be your punching bag."

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Wren's POV

Did I just ruin everything I had with Carter?

Yep.

Do I care?

Maybe.

I'm laying on my bed, changed into some leggings and a big sweatshirt. The thought about Carter crossed my mind.

I'm debating whether I should go to Carter and apologize for my actions. I should. I am.

I run downstairs and I see my dad standing amongst the front door.

"Move," I order, grabbing the keys off the side table.

"Where are you going?" He asked, staying still.

"Since when do you care?" I state, dropping my arms in irritation.

"Now," He replied with stubbornness.

"Going to see Carter," I say quickly.

"At twelve in the morning? With your stitches? I don't think so," My dad argued.

"Dad! It's relationship stuff you won't understand! Just move and I'll explain later!" I plead.

"Fine. One hour, go." He moved out of the way and I rushed outside and into my moms car. I don't care if she'll beat me up later, I need Carter back.

I put the key into the ignition and the car ran up perfectly and I made my way towards the Jones' house. I soon get to Carter's and I knock on his door. I don't know if he will be up but it was worth a shot. The door slowly opened and I peeked through the tiny opening and see nothing.