It's Complicated... - H.S

Chapter 18: Invisible Things.

A/N: BIG THINGSSSSS!!!!

This is the longest chapter I've made for this story so enjoy!!!

MARIGOLD'S POV:

    It hurt going to that funeral. It hurt more than ever, and now I'm home. I'm laying in my bed, my music turned on loud. I didn't want Hunter here mostly because my parents don't know a thing about what's going on between us. I could just claim that it was a friendly thing, but they know I was never as close with Hunter... Not close enough to hangout with him all by myself like I did with Harry, and Jason.

He was kind too. I know he hardly knew Carson... No one in town really knew him as well as I did, but Hunter was there, and he took care of me all day today. I stare at my ceiling now, the sun going down, and the night coming, but my mind is going wild. How the fuck am I going to deal with things without having Carson to call? When I come home I'll still have a job but it's not going to be the same unless he's behind the counter, and dealing with the problem customers that always give me attitude. Harry knows... He knows how special he was to me, and he's the only one. I pick up my phone and dial quickly, hearing the ring.

    "Come on Harry.." I mumble to myself as I feel dumber and dumber for calling. The phone call goes to voicemail after a while, and I hang up the call. "One call away my ass..." I mumble to myself. He's probably with Kelly... He could be doing something for school, but he told me he was one call away, he should stick by that. I just need to talk, I need to focus all of these thoughts somewhere so I don't feel fucking crazy... So I don't feel so alone....

I pick up my phone again, and I call Hunter... The idea of explaining my relationship with Carson is new. It's odd having to go back and explain it to him when I'm so used to someone like Harry just knowing already... But I'm open to explaining if that means it could help us grow closer...

    "Mari? Are you okay? Do you need me to come pick you up?" He asks quickly, answering right as soon as the phone even started ringing.

    "I'm... I just need someone to talk to right now..." I mumble, hating the feeling of being sad in general but now especially.

    "I can drive by... We can go to the shore?" He asks, and I find myself smiling. He's ready... he seems ready always.

    "Yea... I'll come outside now.." I mumble, sitting up, and finally taking my black dress off, and pulling on a tshirt, and leggings as well. I slip on my shoes, and run down the stairs, not seeing my parents, and walking out the door anyways. I'll text them when I'm there. I run to the street as his car pulls up, and I hop in, shielding myself from the night chill.

    "Are you okay?" He asks, and I love how that's his first concern.

    "I'm-" I start.

    "And don't lie to me... Don't tell me you're alright, or fine because you think it's what I want to hear... I want to hear the truth so I can help you, and fix it... Because it's okay to say no, and admit that not everything is fine." He mumbles, and I push my hair back.

    "No... I'm not okay, I just feel really overwhelmed right now.." I mumble, and it feels good getting it off my chest. "It just feels like no one understands it.. Carson and I were a lot closer than you, and everyone else knows, and it's just... this is a lot." I tell him, and he nods, still keeping his car parked.

    "Well how about this? How about we go to the shore, and you tell me every story about him that you can think of... Good or bad. It might hurt, but it will make you remember everything that he was... It'll help me understand too.. I want to understand." He mumbles and all I can do is nod. He's here for me. He stands by me... He drives the car, and I watch the road as we do.. Harry said he was one call away, but... Hunter didn't have to say it, I just knew he would be...