𝙒𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙞𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙪𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 - 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘶𝘦𝘭 (𝘌𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦)

3x03 (Vol. 1) | 𝑩𝒓𝒐𝒌𝒆𝒏 𝑷𝒊𝒆𝒄𝒆𝒔

Carla

I hardly slept that night. I tossed and turned, drifting in and out of consciousness. I felt like time didn't pass by fast enough, I wanted tomorrow to come already, so I can explain myself to him, my father kept an eye on me all day, I couldn't risk reaching out to Samuel now, not until I saw him face to face.

But I couldn't stop myself from grabbing my phone and staring at his contact, my fingers flexing restlessly, my grip tightening on the phone, I pull myself up and lean against the headboard of the bed. I sit in an agonized daze and wonder if it was right to talk to him now. I end up texting him instead.

Carla: Can we talk please?

There's something you should know.

Call me if you're still awake.

I wait for him to answer for a couple hours before I finally decide to doze off. I closed my eyes and remember the past few days,  feeling a spark of hope burst inside me, Samuel hadn't given up on us when I thought most that he would, he struggled with himself but still forgave me for everything I've done.

It was my turn now and I wasn't planning on giving up anytime soon.

Samuel and I were struggling. But we both have not given up yet.

Tomorrow was going to be a new day for us.

I wake up the next morning and get dressed quickly; I go over my morning routine fast and head downstairs to have breakfast. I wanted to leave quickly so I eat fast and grab my bag and head for the door.

My father who was still taking his time reading his paper stops me mid-step as I reach the front door: "I'm taking you to school today and every other day until I change my mind."

"It's fine, the driver can take me." I say decisively.

"I said I will. Plus, it's still early so come finish your breakfast." He says looking down at his paper.

I let out a deep sigh and sit on the stairs near the door. "I'm done eating."

"Then wait for me in the car."