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Chapter 33
Carters pov
“What does he even mean by that?” I sobbed into Wes’s shoulder.
He came over after I told him what happened earlier this morning.
He rubbed my back and let me cry.
“This stuff with his dad probably really scared him.” He said trying to reassure me but I just cried harder.
“I know how hard this must be for him but… Could he let me be there for him?” I said calming down but my voice was still shaky.
“Imagine if you were in his shoes… He was already scared about coming out, and now he doesn’t want his dad to die hating him.” He pointed out.
“Yeah… I guess that makes sense.” I said wiping off my tears. “But I can’t just let go of what we had that easy… I thought he couldn’t either.” I said trailing off.
“Have you tried texting him?” Wes asked.
“Yes.” I muttered. He had been ignoring my text messages.
“Maybe you should try again..?” He offered, okay he was just making me feel pathetic.
“I’m sorry but I’d rather not put myself through the hell that happens when he ignores me.” I sighed and rolled my eyes.
“He’ll come around.” He patted my back awkwardly,
“Okay now your making me feel worse.” I rolled my eyes, he wasn’t very good at comforting.
I got up and walked to the door, stopping mid way when I had an idea.
“Wait… Maybe you could tell Kayla, to tell Eli that I want to talk to him!” I said eagerly,
“Ehh… I don’t know.. I don’t want to be a messenger in this drama.” He said looking uneasy.
“Pleaseeee.” I begged pouting.
“I just want to talk to him.” I pressed.
He hesitated but I could tell he was giving in.
“Fine…” He said.
“YAY!!” I squealed and attached him excitedly.
He laughed and pushed me off. “Your a dork.” He rolled his eyes.
Suddenly someone opened my door.
“I heard you guys broke up, is it true!?” My dad yelled running in. I looked confusedly at my dad.
Oh god… He must have found out about what happened between me and Eli…
“Yeah,” I sighed. “It’s true.”
“That son of a bitch…” He swore under bra his breath and walked back down the hall.
“WHERE IS MY KNIFE COLLECTION?” He Hollered stomping down the hall.
Chapter 33
Eli’s pov
I broke up with Carter.
I broke up with carter.
I don’t think I can ever fix that.
But maybe it shouldn’t be fixed.
How could I live with myself if my dad died not knowing that I was dating a boy? This way I didn’t have to worry about that. This way my dad could spend his final moments being proud of me. This way I didn’t have to keep any secrets from my dad.
This was the best way… Right?
It doesn’t matter that I break a little more inside Everytime I have to ignore Carters text.
It doesn’t matter that it scares me how I know I’ll never love someone like I love him again.
It doesn’t matter that some how, I knew I would never meet anyone like him again.
That doesn’t matter. My dad does.
I was still in te hospital for my burns, which hurt even worse then they did before.
My dad and I are gonna go fishing together Tomarow and Tomarow night a lot of our family members are coming home to see him.
He had surgery in a week… But the tumor had already grown to big.
How was I gonna live without my dad? How would me and mom have dinner every night with my dads empty chair reminding us how we lost him. How would we even be able to pay for our house?
My life is shit.
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