"Carly." He says getting me off of him. "James, I like, no I love you. I have since you picked me up, since we got coffee, since I ignored you the rest of the way back, since everything! Please don't let me go." I pleaded, putting my head in his chest. I didn't want this moment to end, yet again I was drunk.
James P.O.V
I could tell Carly was drunk by the taste of her lips.
"Carly, you don't love me, you're drunk." I said pushing her off.
"What, you don't love me?" She slurred.
All I did was laugh. "Carly, I'm your dads age. I can't love you, I chose not to." I said standing up. She hugged me and kissed my neck. One kiss in every area.
"Carly! Get off." I pushed her off and walked away.
"I'm just not pretty!" She screamed.
Carly's P.O.V
"I'm not pretty! I'm fat, and stupid and ugly! I am like every girl that wants to be loved!" I slurred. James walked to me, but I smacked him as hard as I could. I let tears fall from my face and ibran to the bathroom. I locked the door so I couldn't get in. I tuned the water on and sat in the bath, fully clothed. I broke my razor. I put it to my arm and dug it in, the blood started to show as I pulled it through my arm. I did it again and again, and blacked out.
It went black.
"Carly! Carly! Carly!" My name faded and I was out.
James P.O.V
I broke the door down and Carly was fully clothed in the bathtub with blood dripping down her arm. A razor on the floor. I pulled her out and called 9-1-1.
I gave the address and said I would meet them on the side of the road. I grabbed my jacket and a blanket and put her in the backseat of my truck.
I jumped in the front seat and didn't bother to buckle up. I was speeding down the road until I seen an ambulance. I started to honk my horn like crazy. I pulled to the side of the road.
"Family or friend?" One of them asked.
"Dad's best friend. He's doing a photo shoot somewhere." I replied. I told them I would follow and they took off.
I was scared out of my mind thinking my best friends daughter killed herself because of me.
