~*~ Lewis's POV~*~
That night I went to bed thinking of her. Carson. She had put her number in my phone while we were at the coffee shop, but I've put off texting her. I mean we just saw each other a few hours ago. I didn't want to freak her out by acting like a clingy freak. Cause I'm not. She just gives me these sparks, as corny and pathetic as it sounds. They sail through my veins making me feel on top of the world. She, and that feeling, remind me a bit of...
I stop myself, not wanting to think her name. But it was to late. It bounced around my brain like there was a tennis match up there and her name was the ball.
Monica
Monica
Monica
Monica
Monica
I slammed my eyes shut, not wanting the tears to form. Hold yourself together man, I think. She's gone.
I stand up, quickly grabbing my phone and playing some music. Loud music. And then I concentrate on feeling numb. I can't let myself think like that. I can't feel anything other than friendship towards Carson. Otherwise, I will just drag her into my mess. And by the looks of her wrists she doesn't need anymore problems. Which is what I
would be, a problem.
I let the lyrics be my only thoughts in tell I see the sun peak into the sky. And then I fall asleep.
~*~*~*~*
Hey
Sorry for the lame chapter, but I wanted to introduce Monica.
On another note, I have You're So Creepy by Ghost Town such my head....
Later
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Glass Hearts
RomanceCarson has been in and out of hospitals since she was a young teen. Lewis is a guy who refuses to go visit his dying mother, and won't tell anyone why. But what happens when they cross paths? Warning: May be triggering.
