It had been about a week and a half since I left my parents' house. The thoughts were still killing me and I knew there was still a lot of my stuff at my parents' place.
It was early afternoon and I decided to go back to the house and get some of my stuff.
When I got to the house, I took a deep breathe and rang the doorbell. Dad answered the door.
"Carolina?"
"That is my name," I tried to sound like a smartass. "I came back to get some stuff that I left here."
Dad let me in and I walked straight to my room, trying to avoid any eye contact with anyone. When I got to my room, a single tear ran downy cheek. I walked over to my bed, knelt down next to it and reached under it to find a small box I had kept a secret.
As I pulled it out, I sighed as I read what it said in my head. Ugly Box.
I opened it to find 4 small blades from sharpeners, pins, 3 boxes of matches, a box of cigarettes, and a small jar of various pills I'd kept.
I sighed and decided to bring it with me. It took me about 35 minutes to get my things packed into boxes and put them into the car.
I drove straight back to Chris's house and unpacked. As I got to my 'ugly box' I paused to look at it. I stared at it for a few seconds before Chris came in and offered to help unpack.
"Need help unpacking?" He asked with a smile.
"No, I'm almost done so I should be fine." I smiled back.
"Okay, just call me if you need anything!" He said and walked away. I sighed with relief that he didn't see the box.
I quickly hid the box under my bed and soon finished unpacking all my things into the cupboards and drawers and went downstairs.
"Hey how were your parents?" Ghost asked me. I jumped a little because I didn't realize he was there. "Oh, sorry to scare you."
"No its fine!" I laughed. "And I don't know, they looked pissed off to be honest. Mom looked like she hasn't gotten any sleep in about a month."
"Wow. Must be hard huh?" I nodded. "Don't worry, we're all here to support you, okay?" He put his arm around my shoulders.
"Thanks man!" I smiled. "You guys are the best."
"No problem," he giggled. We both hugged, then he went off to watch TV while I went to find something else to do.
I ended up crashing onto the couch and playing on my phone for a few hours before my eyes became heavy. Before I knew it, I was asleep.
*The Next Day*
I woke up at around 10am with a stiff neck from sleeping in a weird position. Ryan walked into the room as I woke up. I rubbed my neck trying to sooth the pain but it was no use.
"What happened to you huh?"
"I slept weirdly and now I have a really sore neck, yo."
"CHRIS!!" Ryan screamed. Chris burst into the room a few seconds after. "Carolina has a sore neck from sleeping weird."
Chris walked over to me and to be completely honest I was a little anxious about what they were going to do. It turns out Chris gave me a neck rub which was actually really nice.
"You're adorable when you sleep, just saying."
"You're creepy!" I laughed.
"Aren't we all?" he giggled.
"True, true."
"But you really are adorable." I blushed. "Its cute, like a little puppy." we all laughed.
He soon finished the neck rub and got off the couch.
"Is that it?" I asked and pouted my lip.
"Your neck isn't sore anymore, so yes!" I sarcastically made my neck look really painful so I could get more neck rubs.
"Do iiit!" Ryan shouted.
"Pwease?" I pouted my lip more.
"Ugh, fine!" I did a little victory dance. "I thought you said your neck wasn't sore!" I then realized and collapsed to the floor screaming in pain, sarcastically. We all laughed and Chris agreed to another neck rub.
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When Love Meets Destruction
FanfictionCarolina, a 19 year old girl, finally graduates. When she gets tickets to see her favourite band, an incident occurs, making her fall in love with the vocalist, Chris. But its not all fairy tales like she'd hoped. What really happens when love meets...