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Chapter 35
Eli’s pov
I had a pounding head ache as I tried to ignore all the people around me.
Every single fucking person on my dads side of the family was here. Every body.
There was about a million little, screaming, loud, annoying kids running around, a bunch of middle aged women who were my aunts that kept trying to ask me things about school and shit, and a few grandparents that were visibly becoming senile as I look at them.
It’s funny how when someone is about to dye everyone seems to try and be with them but during the rest of their life they couldn’t have cared less.
To make it worse I still can’t get Carter off my mind.
I was hoping that once I broke it off I could just get over him, move on and make my dad proud again but the truth was I miss him so fucking much.
And regret was really starting to sink back in.
I was aloud to stay home today because of my burns from the accident, and with everything going on with my dad, but I had no idea what I was gonna do at school Tomarow.
I wanted to run up to Carter and kiss him as soon as I saw him and apologize and beg him to take me back but how could I?
I couldn’t just ruin everything my dad stands for just because of some boy.
But he wasn’t just some boy.
He was the love of my life.
Plus, I didn’t have the guts to do that.
I sighed, there was too many people in this house I needed to think somewhere.
I walked down stairs and slaked right out of the door, not one single person in my family noticing I was leaving.
I walked out into the fresh air and inhaled deeply.
I walked don’t the street along the pavement and started to think about everything.
It was too confusing.
Okay here, I have an idea. I’ll make a pros and cons list about dating Carter again.
Pro- if I asked him to take me back I would have the love of my life again.
con- I would disappoint my dad.
con- people would judge us for our entire lives.
con- I wasn’t ready to come out of the closet yet.
So… There were more cons then pros… But did I care about love, or everything else more?
Chapter 35
Carters pov
I walked down the hallway, deep in thought.
Eli wasn’t here today, he was probably still recovering from his burn scars.
I wish he would atlests text me. How hard is it to send one little text? Texting is lie rally the least amount of effort you can put into communicating with dorm one.
I was starting to think he never really loved me. But then I remembered how he looked at me, how it felt when we were together, how he kissed me… And I know that what I felt couldn’t have just been onesided.
He had to love me too.
Probably not as much as I loved him, since he let me go so quickly, but he had to have loved me a little bit.
I have made a plan.
If he doesn’t try and call, text, or talk to me in the next week then I was gonna have to accept the fact that he would just not take me back.
And maybe even the fact that he truly never loved me.
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