Chapter 7

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      The nurse just wanted some time to talk to Lucas and his family so I left the room. A guy came up to me and sat down. I was pretty sure I had seen him at school.

      "Hey." He sat down next to me and smiled.

       "Do I know you?" I gave him an eye brow raise.

        "Name's Carson. And you're....?"

    

        "Genevieve. Have we met before?" I asked him again.

       "Not really. But I've seen you at school." He smirked and moved closer. "Wanna hang out?"

       "I have a boyfriend." I pushed him back.

       "Ugh." He rolled his eyes.  "Why are the most beautiful girls always taken?"

        I blushed. "Coincidence? "

      He shrugged and handed me his number. "Maybe we can hang later." He gave me a piece of paper with a number, and eyebrow wiggle and walked away.

        I smiled and chuckled at him. "Whatever!"

   After the encounter with Carson I waited for the nurse to tell me I could see Lucas. A couple minutes later the nurse and Lucas' family popped out and let me talk to him. "Hey." I smiled. "I met a guy named Carson. He flirted with me and I told him I had a boyfriend. Is it true?" I looked at Lucas.

    He looked back at me and put his hand close to my thigh. "What do you think?  If I have a girl friend I don't want any body but you." He said the last part like it was forced but I smiled anyway.

   "Ok." I gave him a peck on the lips. "I gotta go." He gave me a puppy dog face but a gave him a wink and I left. I could tell he was staring at me while I walked away but I kept walking and closed the door behind me.

     I opened the car door and slipped in. I turned around to see Carson checking me out across the street. "Perv." I muttered under my breath. I drove off and went home, I was happy to finally get a rest.

        I plopped down on the couch and let out a long sigh. I hadn't slept in 2 days becuase of everything that had happened with Lucas. I fiddled with my thumbs. I felt akward about leaving Lucas. I felt like something was wrong, didn't I trust him? Of course! I said to myself.

        I peacefully dozed off to sleep. The next morning I woke up and was sore. "Ugh." I grunted and got up slowly. I blinked and galumphed to the kitchen and pured myself some Reese's puffs. "Yum." It tasted good, it was nice to have some tasty food in my stomach.

        "Honey?" My mother looked at me and put her books and keys on the table.

        "Hi mom." I looked at her stuff. "Are you teachnig today?"

        She gave me a weary smile. "I have tutoring. Are you going to visit Lucas again today?"

        "Uh, yeah." I scratched my head, I was too tired to go right now so I just nodded.

        "I will see you later honey, okay? Take care!" She smiled at me and walked out quietly.

        I finished my cereal and put the bowl in the sink. I rubbed my face and went to change clothes. I entered my room and changed. I quickly slipped into my bathroom, splashed my face with water and applied makeup, which waked me up.

        "Okay, time to go." I sighed and muttered to myself. I took my keys and got in my car. The drive to the hospital was long but I ddn't mind becuase I always had "Ariana Grande" and "Lana Del Ray" to listen to.

        I entered the hospital and smiled at the nurse. She gave me a wink and a thumbs up to tell to it was good and I could see Lucas. I opened his door and my jaw dropped. Alisha was leaning ever Lucas kissing him. She was holding his neck up and he was holding her waist. They didn't notice me so I ran out. I quickly ran across the street into my car and sobbed.

        I drove away and parked next to a neighberhood park, the one where I found Lucas. I sat in my car becuase I didn't feel like getting out, I just felt like sitting there. I reached into my pocket for some gum and instead I pulled out a paper that said: "Carson's Number". I rubbed it with my thumb and I smudged the ink. I sobbed and crouched in my car. "SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!" I banged my head on the back of my seat and cried.

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