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...)***


46. Chapter 39

Carter's POV

Trees, dirt, flowers, brightness, the glow of spring... This is all I can see for as far forward or behind me I look. The brightness of the grass makes me smile and butterflies come out around me. My long brown hair floats behind me as I run down this path. Kyle walks out and extends out his arms to me. I run to him. I'm inches away, I can already smell the vanilla. It goes black.

My hands slide down the rough, crusty black dress that covered me. It covered my wrists to my ankles in black. I felt the turtle neck. I hated turtle necks. My hair was pinned back in a bun. Stray pieces of hair fell out everywhere and I could feel the layer of dirt that covered my face. I pushed through the thousands of people. There were people in similar things I had on and some with rich clothing. But it was all so...dull. Grays, blacks, dark reds, navy. Every dark color you can think of.

I make my way to the front and I face the stage. Also known as the gallows. Two men stood there. Jacob and Joseph. They glared at me, evil filled there eyes and their stares created holes in my chest. Up walked three other boys, tied, hands bound, dirt covered faces.

"Louis!" I cry out as the first one stepped on the platform. Two pairs of arms held me back. Micheal and Hunter. I could feel the red mark swelling up on my cheek from where Micheal had slapped me. The pain washed over me and I cried out.

Kyle followed Louis. His hands were bound, bruises covered his face and then Aaron. Jacob fastened the ropes around their necks and all five of them up there stared me down. No compassion. No pity. No love. Hatred. Hatred filled all their eyes.

"This is your fault Carter!" Aaron shouted and the ropes were pulled.


"Ahhhhhh!!!" I woke. The dream had felt so real. I felt my cheek, the swelling wasn't there but sweat was. I realized I was sweating like a  pig. But all I could do was pull the covers closer. After that I don't think I can ever sleep again.

"Carter!" Louis's voice was next to me. He sat beside me after closing the door. He climbed in bed and held me close.

"Louis..." I cry out. "Yea?" he asked. "You... y-you w-were... Its all my fault!!" I cried out and buried my face in his chest. Both of his arms wrap around me and I feel somewhat better.

It's all your fault!

Aaron's voice filled my head. No! Its not! I argue with myself.

"Carter... Your so hot!" Louis's breaks through and he pushes me away. He slowly pulls off my shirt. I felt it has it left my body, it was literally full of sweat. He then pulls away my sweatpants. It was such a relief. I was now only in my bra and underwear but I don't think he minds because he pulled me back into a deep hug. He snuggles me close and we lay there.

"What time is it?" I ask after about ten minutes. "Almost 3:30." he answers after looking at the clock. "Lou I'm so sorry I woke you up!" I sit up.

"Don't worry. If you need me. I'm there." he smiled and pulled me back. "Get some sleep..." he says and I close my eyes. Even if I did have any more nightmares I didn't mind because I knew Louis would be there.



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