*Becky's POV*
It's been a week now since I've last seen my parents. A whole week since I've been in my room, or in that house. I don't think they mind though. Hell, they're probably happy I'm not there.
But one of these days, I'm gonna have to go back. I still have a lot of my stuff there that I need to get. Carter has been insisting on going back just to get some more of my things, and hopefully to make amends with my parents. After all, I haven't spoken to them in over a week. My mom called my phone several times in the last couple days, but I didn't answer her call. I did send a text though, telling her that I was fine and I'm staying with a friend for awhile. Of course, she got mad at me for not telling her I was leaving. But I just didn't want to talk to any of them at that time. Maybe I should now. Or maybe I shouldn't. I sighed, putting my face in my hands. I felt a hand go on my back, gently rubbing that spot. "You okay?" I heard Carter ask. I put my hands down into my lap, turning my head to the side. "Yeah. Just thinking about my parents and what happened that day" I shrugged. Carter gave me a warm smile as he pulled me in his lap. "If you want to go back, we can" he said, stroking my hair. I leaned my head on his chest. "I need to, but I don't know what they're going to say. Or how they'll even react. It's been a week since that happened and I haven't spoken to them since" I said, feeling a bit sad. I mean, they're my parents. The ones I've known my whole life. The ones I've looked up to. Am I wrong on that? "Maybe you should call your parents. You know, try to see if you three could possibly work things out" Carter suggested, cupping my cheek. I closed my eyes and sighed. I looked at him and smiled softly. "I guess you're right. I probably should" I said, unsurely. "It's just the right thing to do babe. Even if you don't think so" he said, rubbing my cheek with his thumb.
"Alright" I said, getting up off his lap to grab my phone from on top of his dresser. I went back and sat back down in his lap. His arms wrapped slightly around me, comforting me. I held out my phone and dialed my mom's number. I looked at it with a sigh as I pressed the call button. A few rings went before she picked up. "Hello" I heard her say. Here goes nothing. "Hi Mom" I replied back. I'm hoping everything will be alright and we all can go back to the way we were before; happy.
All I truly ask, is for things to work out, and everything going well.
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RomanceThe love they had was too good to end. In fact, it was just getting started. She loved him. He loved her. What more could the two of them ask for? All they truly wanted, was for their love to last forever. •Here's Book #2 *Sequel to (Saved)*
