Saving Me ~Nash Grier and Carter Reynolds Fanfic~

Chapter 39

I press the green "call" button. And wait. It rings two times before the deep booming voice is heard the speaker.

"Violet."

"Ben." I answer

"Uh." He coughs awkwardly "uh how are you?"

"I have been better." I reply shortly. I still don't know if this was the best idea. Nash won't be too happy about it.

"That makes two of us." he mumbles. "Um.. I-I'm so sorry about last night." He stutters out. "I don't know why came over me. That isn't me. I am different. I would never put you in that position.. but I did."

"Yeah, you did."

"Can you ever forgive me? I know what I did was wrong. Even what I did all those years ago was wrong, and I am so sorry, Violet. When you got sick, I-I didn't know what to do.. that's why I left. I didn't want to hurt you anymore. You had enough going on and I didn't need to add onto that, and I would have if I would have stayed." Ben takes a deep breath. "I know I'm asking a lot of you to just forgive me for all the shit I put you through, but I did love you, Violet. I didn't lie about that. I was just trying to look out for what was best for you, and I wasn't." By the end of his speech, I have tears welled up in my eyes.

"You hurt me, Ben. You hurt me a lot." I choke out.

"I know, Vi, I know. And I am so sorry. I don't know what else to say besides I am sorry. I wish I could take it all back." He was now sobbing, along with me. If one of the guys, especially Nash, comes out and sees me like this I'm screwed. "Violet, I don't know what was wrong with me. To treat a girl, especially you, like that, I am horrible. I'm a fuck up."

"You're not a fuck up, Ben. You are just fucked up. " I slightly chuckle as does he.

"I love you, Violet. I always will. But I know you have someone else who will make you a hell of a lot happier than I ever could. Oh and he has a nice arm. I have a lovely black eye. " He chuckles.

"Ben, I will always have some ounce of feelings for you. Always have. Always will." I admit. "But you're right. I'm happy. I just wish you would find your happiness, and stop beating your self up about the past. It's just that. The past. Let it go. I am glad I called now. I needed this, this closure." I tell him.

"Me too." He breathes. "Well I have to go, I just needed to get that off my chest. Oh and keep my number, whenever you need to vent or something of that matter, I'm here for you. Always will be. And I promise not to treat you that way. Ever again." I smile, even though he can't see me.

"Oh, how did you get my number?" I remember my earlier questions.

"Morgan. Didn't she tell you?" He says.

"No actually she didn't." I am going to kick her ass. Then hug her because I needed this and she knew it.

"Well she did, but I must get going. Have a nice day, Vi."

"You too, Ben. Bye. " I bring the phone from my ear and end the call.

I feel relieved to say the least. That was much needed. I feel almost happier now.

I smile to myself and roll back into the pool area. Everyone is still laughing and splashing in the pool, except Carter, who is sitting out on his phone. I roll over to him and park by his side.

"Whatcha doin' stranger?" Carter jumps, not realizing till now that I was there.

"Uh, Vi, hey." He stumbles out the words.

"Hey.." he looks back down at his phone. "Why aren't you in the pool?" I look out to see Nash talking to Cameron. And Morgan talking to Tristyn and Taylor.

I need to talk to Morgan.

"I just decided to come out. Just got tired." He speaks fast not breaking eye contact with his phone.

"O-Kay." he's being awfully short. "So are you getting excited for this whole little throw down?" I whisper. I look out to see Bailey basically trying to hang off of Jack J, who looks like he could either scream or puke.

"Uh... yeah" he says slowly. What's going on with him?

"Carter?" I look at him, hoping he will look me in the eyes. He turns slightly, still not meeting my eyes. "Carter!" I snap. He looks up at me. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing." He replies too quickly.

"Bullshit."

"Nothing, Vi, just leave it alone." He rolls his eyes and returns back to whatever he was doing on his phone.

"Fine," I huff. "Will you at least help me into the pool?"

"Sure." He huffs, setting his phone down and standing. He hooks an arm on my waist and throws my arm over his shoulder, bringing me to by feet. He walks me over to the stairs and I bring him with me. He's not being a Debby-Downer. Not on my watch.

"Vi, I didn't want to get back in." carter whines.

"And I clearly don't give a shit." I poke his nose and laugh.

"Here I've got her." Nash comes over and snatches me out of Carter's grip.

I mouth a quick "sorry" to Carter as Nash carries me away, clearly not happy.

"Nash, will you calm down? He was helping me into the pool." I snap. Nash swims to a vacated space in the pool.

"I just wish he would stop touching you. Along with every other guy." He rolls his eyes and I do to.

"Well he is a friend. He won't hurt me. I just asked him to help me and he did." I counter.

"Well you could have asked me to help you instead of him." He snaps.

"Nash we aren't having this argument right now." I'm tired of our constant back and forth. I am aware I have caused most of it, but I'm still tired.

"Fine." He turns his face away from me. "Where did you go anyway?"

"I had to call someone." I haven't decided whether to tell Nash about Ben. I mean, yeah we shouldn't keep stuff from each other anymore. However, we all know he would blow up if he found out Ben contacted me.

"Your mom?"

"Yeah." I lie.

"Oh, how is she?" He seems to buy it.

"Fine. She is with her little friend and misses us." I continue my lie and guilt swells my chest up.

"Oh. Okay. Well lets go upstairs. I'm tired. Are you?" he asks.

"A little." Nash puts an arm under my thighs and one under my arms.

"Hey, we're going to go upstairs." Nash tells the group. They all nod and say their goodbyes. Carter just nods. I can see there is something wrong with him, he just won't open up...like he used to.