Chapter 6

2.1K 69 5
                                    


          When I arrived back at home, I decided I needed to smoke. Smoke away all my problems. I opened my bathroom window and climbed out onto the roof. This was where I went if I couldn't go to my cave. I clicked on a song on my phone. I lit the cigarette and smoked until the smoke suffocated my thoughts and the music drowned them out.

I see those tears in your eyes
But I feel so helpless inside
Oh love, there's no need to hide
Just let me love you in your hardest times

The same song from earlier played, drifting to my ears. My phone dinged. It's almost four in the morning. Why is Scotty awake? I unlocked my phone and checked the text. It wasn't Scott.

Unknown Number
Hey, I know you're awake. Please, just come over tomorrow.

You
Who is this?

Unknown Number
It's Theo.

You
Oh. How'd you get my number? Did Scott give it to you?

Unknown Number
No. When you left it at my house, I put your number in my phone just in case I'd need it. Looks like it came in handy.

You
Kinda creepy, but okay. I'm busy tomorrow. Try next year?

Theo
Haha very funny. I'm serious. Please come over tomorrow. I know you're not busy.

You
Fine. Goodnight Theo.

Theo
Goodnight Carson.

What a creep. I climbed back through the window after I shut my music off and put my cigarettes away. Starting up a shower, I stripped and examined the bruises in the mirror. They didn't look as bad. Maybe they would fade away soon. After I completed my shower and dried off, I changed and jumped into bed with Moody. I wonder if he ever slept. He certainly never did when I was around.

"Meow!"

I laughed softly, stroking his fur and staring at my ceiling. My thoughts came back and I found my self tied in a web of dark memories, unable to escape. Pictures and phrases from my childhood haunted me that night, forcing me to stay awake and whisper to myself over and over again to not cry.

Don't cry.

Don't cry.

Don't cry.

<><><><><><><><><><>

          Scott picked me up for school early the next morning and we sang music loudly the whole way there. I covered the marks with a yellow scarf this time. I saw Theo earlier this morning. He was wearing a yellow beanie. We matched!

It was the period before lunch, and Scott had gone to a doctor's appointment, so he wasn't here. The twins were sitting with the popular group today, so I was alone. I didn't see a point in sitting in the cafeteria, so I stood up and walked towards the art room. I opened the door and let myself in. Nobody was in here. Perfect. I searched the room, looking for something specific. The carving knives. I finally found one. They weren't very sharp, but they broke skin if you tried hard enough. I picked the blade up and washed it. Placing the sharper end on the skin of my arm, I began to create.

"Carson? You in here?"

I threw the blade in the sink. I didn't have time to cut deep, so there was no blood. I turned around.

"What?" I asked, not even bothering to be polite. He slid down the wall and sat of the ground, motioning for me to join him, and I did. Is he following me? How did he know I was in here? Was he looking for me?

The Stars In His Eyes (BxB) ✔️Where stories live. Discover now