Remember

Chapter 91: Letter #2

Whatever I do I have to keep moving on...

I wake up to the sound of my phone ringing. Today is the day, the day everyone left me. Today marks one year.

I already called the hospital, telling them that I won't be making it today.

I sit in bed, listening to the sound of my phone vibrating and I search for my phone under the pillows. I finally find it and slowly answer it.

"Morning beautiful. Im downstairs." Carter says, but I don't process his words.

"Baby, did you hear me?" Carter chuckles on the other side and I snap out of it.

"Yea, sorry what? Still half asleep." I nervously laugh. I hear him breath out a sigh,

"I'm coming up, open the door." He says and hangs up.

I quickly jump out of bed, brush my teeth and put my hair up into a messy bun.

The door bell rings three times by the time I finally answer the door. I'm greeted with a large smile from Carter that slowly fades into disappointment when he takes one look at what I'm wearing.

"Why aren't you dressed?" He asks as he makes his way inside. I know he wants me to do great and accomplish great things, that sometimes I feel like he's my mom. It's a lot of pressure.

"I'm not going." I tell him and walk over to the fridge, taking out a bucket of ice cream.

"And why is that?" He questions, staring at me.

"Are you sick?" He questions further and I shake my head no and continue eating mint chocolate chip ice cream.

I wait until he process that I'm not going to work and he sits next to me. I lean into him and he wraps his arms around me. He kisses me on the top of my head and I smile.

"Tell me why you're not going to work." He says softly and I shake my head no.

I know that even though I didn't stay with Sawyer for a long time, they still felt like family. And now they're gone...

I close my eyes and try to concentrate on the steady heart beat of Carter's, but he pushes me away so I'm able to look at him.

"Is it something that I should take the day off too?" He says and looks down at his watch.

He's always so invested in his work and I know he hates missing days. I've made him miss at least twice and I know he hated both, even though he wont admit it.

"No. It's nothing." I tell him.

"Nothing, is something." He says, and he waits for me to spill, but I won't.

"It's just a normal day." I tell him, and lean back into him, but he pushes me back.

"A normal day, for a work day." He says and I roll my eyes.

"Can't we just snuggle all day?" I ask, and lean in again.

"You have a doctors appointment today, with the neurologist. Don't forget. I'll be back at three." He reminds me and gets up. I look at him confused. He's being standoffish....

"Okay, I'll be here..." I tell him and my appetite disappears.

I get up and follow him to the front door, he walks out then stops and turns to look at me.

"See you later." He says and leans in for a kiss, but I turn and he pecks me on the cheek. His jaw tightens and he looks at me and walks away.

I sigh out and walk back inside, slamming the door behind me.