Can You Be Trusted?!

Second book to: If You Really Cared--------

Carter still hasn't found the meaning of her life. She's still learning to trust the five boys she has always known as bullies. Now that her family is all dead, in jail, or hates her guts she has to turn to someone. Who will it be?

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2. Chapter 2

Carter's POV

"Carter, Are you sure?" Logan asks after opening my door and closing it behind me.

"I guess," I shrug knowing its to late to turn back now. He leads me, arm-in-arm, up to the funeral home. Before this, last night, I had told him everything. Joseph, Kyle, My mom, the boys, what Harry had told me about my family. Everything.

"C'mon then," he sighs and opens the door for me. "Thanks," I say.

"Miss James?" a woman walks up to us. "Yes." I look up at Logan and nod. "This way," she extends out an arm and we follow her into a separate room. She pats the couch lined against the back wall and I take a seat with Logan beside me. I lean against him and his arms embrace me.

"A few people will come through here and visit, say their thanks and such," the woman speaks but I pay no attention.

"Ok?" she asks after she's done explaining things to mid-air. We both nod and she exits quickly.

"You alright?" Logan pulls me closer. "Fine." I lie. But I'm dying inside, I feel like being here will just bring back the deaths of the many people I love. It will bring back to many memories. Louis. Niall. Zayn. Liam.... Harry. I haven't been back to school in two weeks, it's been two weeks since I ran from them. The boys.

Mrs. Jane had received the call last night. Kyle's funeral was just now taking place and I couldn't bare the memories that were piled back on top of me. I refused to let the tears fall and I just leaned against Logan. The one person I loved, trusted, felt safe around.

"Carter, I can tell when you lie," he laughs and it only brings back the memories of Liam and how he always saw through my lies.

"I will be, soon enough." I hug him and stay embraced in his arms.

"Carter?" the familiar voice pries my eyes away from being buried in Logan's chest and I turn to see him.

"Hi," I smile shyly. "Oh sweetie I'm so sorry,!" Mr. Tanner smiles. "It's going to be ok," he leans in front of me. In a way he was my step dad, I just never knew it.

"Charlotte's here!" he smiles. I guess he doesn't know what we've been through. Maybe he doesn't even know that Harry told me who my real family is or that I know everything about him, his wife, my real mom.

"Thanks.." I force a smile and he pats my knee. "Bye dear!" he smiles again, gets up, and leaves.

"Carter?!" the happy, high pitched voice catches me attention. Charlotte stands there. A smile covers her face making me very confused. She doesn't bother acknowledging Logan but pushes his arms a side and wraps hers around mine. I react the way she wants and receive the hug, while wrapping my own arms and embrace her.

"Carter. I'm so sorry!" she cries out. "Harry told me you know now. I shouldn't have blamed you! It was in no way your fault that Joseph killed her." she hesitates and tears come.

"My mom. Our mom." she corrects herself and hugs me again. "Carter please forgive me?! I could really use a sister right now??" a slight smile comes on through the tears and I look to Logan and he nods. "Me too," I smile and embrace her once again.

"I love you," she whispers to just me. "Love you too," I again refuse the tears and stay strong.

"What about the boys?!" she squeals making me tense. "NO." I state and she becomes shocked.

"Charlotte, they lied. I don't want to see them... please?" I beg and she nods. "K," she sighs and sits beside me.

"In a weird way its my brother who was killed too?" she says in the form of a question and I nod.

"Yea," she sighs and we sit there. We all three suffer through the next fifteen minutes of peoples apologies and sorrowful speeches but if Logan and Charlotte are anything like me, we all three ignore them completely.

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