A/N: rough editing
Elijah
"Is it because I tried to kiss you?" My eyes flew open at his bluntness. "Because if so I won't do it again, I promise."
"Oh my God Carter no." I rushed out, my voice carrying through the phone pressed against my ear. "Of course not."
How could he possibly think I of all people didn't want to kiss him? Especially when I'm me and he's.. Carter. He's got the looks and talents and could have any girl he wanted. Yet he's worried that I didn't want to kiss him.
He's been thinking that all day. He's been feeling rejected all day.
My shoulders sank. How could I allow him to feel like that? I should've updated him the first chance I got, knowing how much he cares. I just left him in the dark to worry.
It got quiet on his end so I continued. "I just had some things to take care of. I wasn't ignoring you."
"Are you okay?" His smooth voice questioned sincerely.
I tried to subside my wild heart affected by the simple question. I'm so ridiculous. "Yes I'm fine, and I will be at school tomorrow."
Silence.
I waited anxiously for him to say something because I know Carter. He cares about me a lot. And he isn't easily persuaded by my lies.
He wants to help me no matter how hard I try to deny it.
I appreciate him, I do. I've been deprived of someone like him for so long. Of course I appreciate him. I just..
"You don't trust me."
I stopped, my grip on the phone loosening a little. "Carter..."
"Be honest Eli," His voice stern, masking the hurt I had no issue detecting. "Don't trust me."
My breathing became uneasy at the thought of me hurting him. I don't want to hurt him. He deserve so much more than that.
"Carter I.." I couldn't lie to him. But I couldn't hurt him. "I do trust you.."
"Then tell me what happened."
My heart stopped. "Carter I..can't.."
Silence.
I felt my eyes water and I knew what was coming.
Tears.
Pathetic, dramatic tears that seemed to own me completely.
It's all I do these days. Get myself into messes and unnecessary stress and cry about it.
"Eli." I sniffed as his deep voice called the nickname. "Eli are you crying?"
I'll probably never get used to the sincerity of his voice when I'm in need. The voice so smooth and soothing that carry my heart in his delicate hands.
"I'm coming over Eli." The call went dead and I pulled the phone back staring at it with a blurred vision.
My heart hammered against my rib cage.
There's no way I deserve him. Not in this sense. How is it I can lie to him, just for him to agree to be by my side the very next second?
My emotions went havoc and my brain couldn't keep up with my heart.
I rose from my bed, wiping my eyes. I carried myself into the bathroom and attempted to clean myself up a bit.
My dark brown eyes were red, and my wild natural hair was completely untamed.
