I drive home. I feel sick to my stomach. Why did I do what I did? I let Carrie down. I didnt have a choice, she would be humiliated. It would be my fault. But she cared. She really cared. I guess I didn't. But I do. I do care about her. I care enough to let her go and keep her safe. But what about me? I would go on being a nobody. Or I could actually get people to care. If I had Carrie I wouldn't be that fag anymore. I would be the guy that Carrie likes for some reason. It wouldn't change anything for me. I just don't want to hurt Carrie. The thing is, I already have.
I turn the car around and start driving back to Carrie's house. When I get there I run back into her room. Shes sitting on her bed Her eyes are red and underneath of them is dark. "Jack? Go away." I sit next to her on her bed. "I'm sorry. I was wrong. I realize that now. I want to go back to where we were before." Carrie rests her head on my shoulder and sniffles a little. I hold her close to me. She looks up at me. She doesn't say anything but I can tell by the way her eyes shine at me that she wants the same thing. I smile at her and she smiles back. I kiss her on the forehead and take her hand. We walk out to my car and go to the park. We sit under the same tree and spend the rest of our day there. Somehow, I don't mind the playground not being there as long as she is there.
Hey guys, sorry for the lack of updates recently. I will be releasing a new update later tonight so you have that to look forward to. I really hope you enjoy and keep reading. As always, feedback is very helpful and thanks for the continued support and patience.
Tonight I go home very very happy. I lay in bed and think about Carrie. Her beautiful golden eyes and rosy lips that form the perfect crest of a smile. She understands me and she loves that I understand her. I fall asleep with a smile on my face.
Hey guys, just want you to know that I will be doing the story in past-tense. Don't worry, I know how to continue with a story at a correct time period but the present is getting annoying. And for all those that don't care... Ummmm.... Keep reading, it's still good Thanks, ~ I woke up the next morning to the sound of my alarm clock. I hate the alarm clock. It is the worst part of my entire day. I just want to sleep. Anyway, I woke up, showered, gathered my things for school, and took off. The most important meal of the day doesn't give me enough time to sleep. I got to school just in time for the usual visit to a random locker door with my face. "How's that feel, loser?" they laugh and walk away snickering to themselves. It felt normal. Not painful or anger-inducing. Just normal. What didn't feel normal was Carrie's friend, Gwen, looking at me from across the hallway. She stared me over. I assumed she must have been trying to find something in me. A reason for Carrie and I. When she walked past me and shot me an awful glance, I figured she hadn't seen anything.