Letters to a Nobody

Chapter 12- Cinderella

After the absolute longest century of wait time everrrrr, I finally uploaded again! Sorry for the delay! College is a busy thing, and I've been vacationing. Also, my old laptop broke so I got a new one, FINALLY, and have been uploading all my stories periodically. So I apologize for taking A WHOLE FREAKING YEAR to update, but life goes on, and sometimes hobbies have to be put on hold. So to make up for it, I'm updating this chapter and hopefully a next chapter tomorrow! I also made it extra long for you guys :P

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-soccerluv4

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Chapter 12- Cinderella

A laugh. That’s the first thing I heard from Carter’s mouth after our kiss. The same mouth I was unfortunately sucking on a second ago was now wide open, ripples of laughter tumbling out and striking me straight in the gut.

Was I that bad?

That was the first thought that came into my mind and even I had to admit that was weird. Since when did I care about being a good kisser? What about the fact that he just took my first kiss from me, without permission!?

“Jeez, she just can’t resist me, huh?” He continued to laugh, his face contorting to one of amusement.

Scrunching up my own, I could only stare at him, as tears threatened to spill from my eyes – and no, not the “doubled over in laughter” kind.

This was some joke to him?

I shook my head at Carter, before turning in the opposite direction and running the hell out of there.

I didn’t care that this whole incident happened in front of all his teammates, including my brother.

Oh god Tyler! My tears actually started spilling down my face at this point. Tyler would pummel the heck out of Carter for doing that to me.

But it didn’t matter. Carter just told the entire school how pathetic I am. It didn’t matter that the kiss was his fault. I wasn’t popular. Who would believe me over him? And Tyler, he had to witness his own sister humiliated like that.

I raised an arm and let the scratchy material of my sweater wipe my tears from my face. My feet now thudded on pavement, the parking lot to be exact, as I neared Tyler’s car.

I heard a voice call behind me, getting louder as I ran farther. For a second I wanted to believe Carter grew a conscience and ran after me, but my suspicions were debunked when Tyler’s familiar voice rang in my ears.

“Sammy wait!”

“Come on, Sam!”

“Sammy please!”

I couldn’t take it. I stopped, abruptly, in the middle of a small red Honda and a black Escalade parked next to each other.

My shoulders slumped, as I heard Tyler’s footsteps get closer and closer until they stopped. He placed a tentative hand on my shoulder, but all I did was spin around and collapse on his chest.