We get to the house and I went straight to my room and slammed the door.
Why the fuck does everything that happened have to be bad?
I decide to walk to the gym and punch the punching bag. I take my shirt off and look in the closet. The door opens and James walks in.
"Can you put on a shirt and sit?" He doesn't look, but he sits on the bed. I slip on a red tank top with a black broken heart on it.
"What?" I sit in front of him.
Finally he looks at me. "I know how you feel." He looks down again.
"What, your heart got completely broken then the only piece of your own mother is in the hospital with a 50/50 chance of dying?" A couple tears fall, but what's new?
"No, being in love with someone to young or old for you. In my case young." A shot through my heart.
He loved someone else?
"Oh." Is all I can say.
"She's beautiful, perfect even. She likes me to, but I don't want her father mad at me." His face is inches from mine. "And right now, I just wish I could kiss her pain away. To keep her from thinking about this shit."
Wait, what?
"And as she is inches from my lips, I want to lean in-" he stops talking and he leans in, his mouth on mine.
He loves me?
I'm so confused, but couldn't be happier. He loves me! He just told me. He moves and pulls me to his lap. I wrap my legs around his waist and enjoy the way his hands are on my lower back.
I move a little to get comfortable and he stops. "Really?" He asks looking at my sure face.
"Yes. I want to. Get my mind off everything. Our own world?" It sounds more of a question then a statement. He lays me down.
***
"I love you." I tell him, glad of what happened. I slept well in his bed, his warm skin that I could feel through my tank top.
"I love you." He tells me. I leave and go get my uniform for school. I open the door for James to walk in. As I finish dressing he does come in. "I'll take you." He smiles.
"Thanks." We walk to the car and he opens the door for me. He drives in silence while I hum to Ed Sheeran. He pulls up to my all girls school that my dad put me in for getting in trouble.
"Hey." He stops me from getting out of the vehicle.
"Yeah?" I face him. He doesn't say anything. He just kisses me. "Bye." I get out and shut the door.
***
"Okay, write a one page entery on whatever." My snobby teacher, Mrs. Marann, told the class. I got out my paper and started to write.
Life
Life is a crazy rollercoaster. You never know what will happen. I've seen that lately. My little brother recently, as in yesterday, got in a car wreck. I hope this rollercoaster goes back uphill to where everything would get better.
Maybe a miracle would happen and he would wake up, like in the movies. I know I'm off subject a little but still.
Life is a scary thing. Things will change, hopefully. I love this scary thing called life, but I'm glad I'm here.
Especially, when I find someone to love me.
The rest of the day went by fast. And before knew it I am in the bus to go home.
"Carly!" My friend Machia sat beside me.
"Machia!" I gave her a hug and she sat beside me.
James P.O.V
"What can I do to get her in to see her little brother?" I asked the doctor over the phone.
"I'm sorry James. He isn't even awake." This doctor is getting on my nerves.
"Please. She's so depressed. She hasn't eaten all day." At least I think.
"I am sorry." Oh my fucking god!
"Look, you can be fucking sorry. Just let her see her brother. He is all she fucking has, other than her father, which by the way is gone half the time!" I'm beyond pissed.
