If You Really Cared

Carter is a 17 yr. old girl. She has been bullied by 5 boys for years. She has no idea why... Her abusive dad and best friend/little sister have just died. Her mom kills herself over it. All in one day, Carters life is changed forever...

***(the boys are NOT famous in this story... their each around he ages of 16-18...)***

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47. Chapter 40

Carter's POV

"Morning beautiful!" Lou smiles after my eyes have flickered open. He was still stroking my hair the same way he was when I fell asleep only a few hours ago.

"Morning..." I reply. "Did you ever go back to sleep?" I asked.

"Nope!" he popped the p. "Louis! You need sleep too!" I sat up. "I had to make sure you didn't have any nightmares." he said and his hand fell from my hair. I knew I was blushing but I tried to hide it.

"Want to talk about it?" he asked calmly. I thought back to how I used to tell Lindsey and Kyle everything. And the things that Lindsey wouldn't understand I just told Kyle.

"Ummm," I laid back down and he began to stroke my hair. "I was in some type of meadow or something... it was spring," I started and I knew he was listening because his breathing slowed and he looked down at me while stroking my hair. I loved the way he did this.

"I was happy. Kyle was there. I was about to hug him but I cant remember anything after that..." I sighed.

"But then another dream came... I was in this black d-dress..." the tears came after the memories of the dream.

"There were thousands of people... Chanting. Shouting. Laughing. I got to the front and there was a gallows..." I heard his gasp and he pulled me closer. I didn't resist and I let him hold me tighter than before.

"It was Joseph and Jacob..." he interrupted but not rudely.

"Being hung??" he asked. "No hanging..." I answered.

"Then you came up," again he gasped. "And Kyle, and Aaron..." I sighed and the tears began to flow and I knew it would be harder to speak.

"M-Micheal and H-hunter were there... I r-rememb-ber Micheal sl-slapping me and Aaron he, he..." I stopped myself and the tears now fell freely from my eyes and I let them. The soaked my skin and Louis's shirt. He used his thumb to gently wipe them away and he comforted me.

"Aaron did what?' he asked with sympathy full in his voice. "He said I-it was all m-my f-fault..." I cried. "J-joseph pulled the r-ropes and then I w-woke up..." I finished. The tears lowed but still they came.

 

About twenty minutes had passed and we still lay there. I loved the way he stroked my hair and sent shivers down my spine. We didn't say much except for a sniff or whisper here and there.

"Carter... It's 7:00, we need to get ready..." he brought me back to reality and I groaned. I didn't want it to end... I didn't want to go back to school or my life. I wanted Louis. I wanted to stay with him. Just stay forever.

"Fine..." I gave in. I began searching frantically around my bed. Louis was now stood up and standing by the door. I threw away the pillows as I continued the search. He knew what I was looking for because he picked it up off the ground and threw the blue unicorn pillow pet to me.

I hugged it close in relief. I was sixteen and I loved this thing like a four year old.

"Kyle gave it to me..." I answered the question I knew was about to come out. "What's its name?" he asked.

I had never actually thought about naming it. "I don't know..." I answered honestly. "Well then lets name it!" Lou smiled and sat beside me.

"What should we name it?" I asked because my mind was blank of names for a unicorn.

"I don't know..." he answered and his arm wrapped over my shoulder the way I loved it too. Even though I never told him that.

"How about something that resembles where you got it from..." he suggested and I took in the idea. "Like Kyle?" I asked curiously. "Sure if its what you like..." he smiled.

"I like it, but what if it makes me cry?"

"Then you change it..." he stated and kissed my forehead.

"Now... You and Kyle get ready," he smiled and walked out.

To be honest I hate the name! But I did take in the idea of coming up with a name... just not Kyle. I sighed and pulled myself up to get ready for the day.

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