Chapter 13

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"So Carly, we found out about the cutting," she winced, "and I wanted to have you go stay with my mom. But she talked me out of it. I'll send you there though if you do it again, okay?" she nodded, "you had us all worried,"

"Okay Adam," she whispered. I nodded and jumped up off of her bed

"See ya at dinner," I whispered to her and left the room and back to all the guys. When I entered the room they all looked over at me

"She promised not to cut again," they all cheered and gathered into a group hug when Carly came down stairs in her phone. We all stared at her as she talked to whoever was on the other line. She was judged ending the call

"Okay Matthew, I'll talk to you later," she hung up the phone and looked over at us

"Hi?" She asked, obviously embarrassed

"Who's Matthew?" I asked her and she shrugged

"A friend," I nodded

"Want me to make dinner?" Ian asked

"Yes peasant! Make us dinner!" Mitch yelled at Ian as he walked into the kitchen

"I think I'm just gonna chill in my room," Carly said walking away and Jerome sighed

"What?" Jason asked him

"I think because I called Jake a crippled that she hates me," he explained

"She doesn't hate you, she's barley said 100 words to any of us in all the time she's lived here!" Quentin told him and he nodded

"I guess you right,"

Carly's POV
I'll be there in 20 minutes, the text read that I had sent Matthew

I grabbed my helmet and ran downstairs

"Yo! Can I go to the skatepark?" I asked Adam and he nodded, not taking his eyes off his phone screen. I buckled my helmet on and ran outside with my skateboard. I carefully skated down to the skate park and saw Matthew sitting on the ground. I smiled and walked over to him

"Hey," I said sitting down next the Matthew

"Hey," We sat there in a comfortable silence for a while before he spoke up

"We've only known each other for a technical day, but I know more about you then most people in my life," he told me and I laughed

"Same," we laughed some more before regaining composer and getting more serious again

"And I've kissed you," Oh, that

"Yeah, I guess you did. And my dads crazy friend say us," we both laughed

"Should we continue that then?" He asked leaning in but I scooted away

"Umm, no thanks," I told him about to stand up but he pushed me down

"Are you sure about that?" He asked me once again and he pushed me onto my back and straddled me. I couldn't push him off.

"Bro, I'm positive," I said, being my normal self, hiding my fear.

"Oh, I bet I can change your mind," he ducked down to kiss me but I manages to kick him off of me. I quickly got up and jumped on my skateboard and skated away leaving my helmet sitting there. I quickly looked behind me and saw him standing there, flipping my off with both hands. I flipped him off with my only hand and continued skating away. That could've been way worse.

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