The Olympic Dream

Chapter 3

I run. I dont know where Im running to but I run. I get to a park, near to the pool. I throw my stuff on the ground, and just fall to my knees, and cry. Cry because of the pain in my leg, cry because I want to make the Olympics, cry because Carter is back in my life, cry because everything isnt how it should be. I hear some footsteps behind me, and with blurred vision from my tears I look up and see Carter. I try to gather all my stuff as quick as I can, but he stops me. "GET AWAY FROM ME CARTER!" I scream. He grabs my arm, "Just please listen, why are you running away? You were the one that always told me people that run are scared of reality, are you scared that maybe just maybe you'll enjoy life a little bit, and fall for me again." He says harshly. I laugh at his remark. "I do enjoy life, and im far over you." He  closes his eyes and breathes deeply. "You need to relax, you need to let go sometimes Nikki." I cringe when he says Nikki. He use to call me that. I dont know what im doing but I start to cry. I start to tell him all my problems and everything that has been going wrong with my life, and why ive been this way. I just break down those walls that ive build up, and let go, like he said. He wraps his arms around me, and whispers "its going to be okay, im here now, I wont let anything happen." I look up into his crystal green eyes and hope he's telling the truth. I escape from his grasp, and grab my stuff, "Thank you Carter, but im going home now." Before he starts to debate with me, he lets go, and say's "Goodbye." I thank God today is Saturday, or else id have to go to school. 

I open my front door, and walk into the house. I smell a weird smell, but a smell that I know. Marijuana and beer on someones breath. I walk into the living room and see my stepmom and dad. Getting high and drinking beer, this is why I swam. To get away from this....