The Bad Boy [Carter Reynolds]

The bad boy (28)

Songs I listened to while reading the chapter:

No angels - Bastille
All I want - Kodaline

The light hair, of my best friend appears in the corner of my eyes, slowly turning my head to the sight, I never could have thought of seeing. I wanted to puke all over the floor when I see my best friends like this. How could this happen? Standing there shocked not knowing what to say, what to do. I feel like everything I had left have collapsed. My stomach is hurting, as my head keeps spinning. I stood there shaking now knowing what to say, what to do. All of this feels like a nightmare, that I can't wake up from.

Both of their faces are shocked when they turned around, seeing us staring at them in disgust. Only mixed hatred is the only thing I feel right now. The tears stream down my face, and I can't stop shaking. I grinned my teeth together trying to pull myself together, because all I wanted to do was to scream and wake up.

Kayla looks actually shocked and a tiny hint of guilty, which is something she haven't showed me, since we were friends.

"Maggie" Carter voice is a whisper in my ear. We stood there, all staring shockingly at each other. The tension between us was nothing but silent, cold, and dark. I look at him with wide eyes. He looks so lost. I give him a sad face and look over to Kayla. Her face is only looking at Matt's.

"Matt" Kayla whimper, stepping forwards. He looks away, when she tries to take his arms, but he jerks away stepping back. He looks frightened. then his expression turns intro angry. He looks at both of them in disgust back and forth. Never have even I, seen him so angry, so sad, betrayed when his eyes lands at Carter. Matthew innocent face turned to something none of us had seen before. I could hear his heavy breathing beside me.

"You!" He balls his fist in anger, and runs towards Carter with full speed as he punch him hard in the face. In only seconds, blood is dripping from Carter's nose to the ground. His hard punch make him land on his back. Matt immediately jumps on him and hit him again and again. Kayla screams at Matt begging him to stop when he goes down on his knees, grabbing Carter by the collar, screaming, punching more and more.

I stand there staring into Carter's lost eyes. He doesn't fight in back, he just lays there, while getting beaten up. All he does is staring back at me, with eyes of a lost boy. I cover my mouth with my hands and try not to break down in front of them.

Why is our friendship like this? What have this become? What suddenly changed? This is all my fault..

I can't believe all of this is happening right in front of me and, I can't do anything about it.

Less than two weeks ago, we would've died of laughter in the cafeteria, coughing and spilling food everywhere. We would laugh, smile and tease each other. He drama of me and Carter infected the whole group and now it has come to this.

Matthew punching the shit out of Carter. Kayla screaming furiously at them and me only staring in confusion. Only shaking and staring while I stare into Carter's eyes.

Matthew is a silly and dorky person. I have known him my entire life. And I have never seen him like this. So angry. So betrayed. So sad that his best friends would do this to him.

All of this is my fault.

Kayla gives up on screaming and cuddles herself into a ball, right beside them crying furiously, waiting for all of this to end. Her makeup is all smudged up as her white dress is fully dirty. She covers her face in her hands, trying to comfort herself.

Inhaling and exhaling, I take a step towards them I take all the power in me to scream at Matt, while pushing him away from Carter.

Everyone looks shocked at me, because I haven't made I move since I got up here.

He gets up fast, with dirty hands of blood. Seeing Carter trying to lift himself with his elbow but only failing weakly. It makes me just want to go down and help him, and then cry in his arm and wonder why all of this happened. But I can't do that. He betrayed me too. Both of them did.
Both of then looks at each other angry. Matthew could barely stand as I try to her a hold of him.

Kayla looks up at us, her tears are steamy as she looks at us sadly. Matthew glare at her, then at Carter before stepping back, and runs out shutting the door behind him.

Doing the same, I follow him. Taking a glance back at them, I see them both siting on the ground beside each other. I give them a disappointed look before I finally leave them there.

"Matthew wait!" I shout, carefully not to fall as my heel click on every step, I take at the stair case down. He doesn't answer, instead he runs faster and faster.

I try to run faster after him too, but my heels aren't helping with that. "Fucking heels" I mutter under my breath as I take my heals off, and started running after him. Pushing, people away I tried to find the exit, while looking like a complete pshyco. But I couldn't care less, I feel nothing now. The only thing I want is tom comfort my only friend I have right now.

"I'm sorry" I whisper but fail cause my voice was cracking. I try to touch his hand but he pushes me away.

"Yea..me too" he mutters. I tried to look into his eyes but he looks so lost, so gone. His eyes are so full of sorrow, I cannot find my best friend in there anymore.

"Are you okay?" I whisper. Shaking.

He nods slowly still staring out of nowhere.

"How did this all happened? This is all my fault" my voice is cracking, when I take my face to cover my hands. It takes a moment before he responds.

"It's not your fault" he finally sighs.

"Yes it is! All of this happened because of all this drama with me and Carter. I never ever meant for you and Kayla to be dragged in to it. And look at our friendship now, everyone has betrayed each other and we all hate each other" I scream out, crying. "I'm so sorry Matt" I whimper, feeling like such an idiot.

He sighs, and finally looks over to me into my eyes. Staring deeply, I can see his face smoothens up. He takes my hand and hold it in his. A warm feeling flushes through my body, and it gives me a feeling to breath.

"I don't hate you. We still have each other. Maggie. You will always be my best friend" his hands moves up and down my back as a rushed of warm comforting feeling, I always used to love to get, when I'm with him.

"I should be the one comforting you" I laugh, dryly.

"But I'm not the crybaby here remember" he jokes silly. He tries his best to comfort me and I can't be more thankful that I still have him.

I laugh dryly again, and he continues to comfort me with his hand rubbing up and down my back. Taking his hands around me he pushes himself closer as I lean on his shoulder. His perfume still smells good as I close my eyes trying to fall asleep in his embrace and forget that all of this has happened.

"I can't believe this just happened" I whimper, after a while of silent.

"I can't believe it either" he whispers.