It killed me to watch her go I would have preferred her to stay here, but I understood why she didn't want to. She was cautious and that was the only reason I didn't insist on her staying, but that didn't mean I was comfortable with her walking away. Who knew what waited in the dark? I trembled, wondering if I would ever hear from her again. What if something happened to her out there? I wanted to run after her, bring her back and make her stay. But I wasn't her crazy, overprotective big brother. No, I was just crazy and overprotective. But I had already lost two people in my life. I didn't want to lose anyone else. And so until I heard from her, I would be up until daylight wondering if she ever made it home safely.
She scared me. Her independence scared me. She didn't know the dark like I did. She didn't know how dangerous it could really be, how scared I was of it.
I paced up and down waiting for the phone to ring, so much for a drink calming me down so I could sleep. I was silently freaking out. Calm down, Carter. I told myself. She seems like a sensible girl. She'll call you. That didn't stop me pacing the floor like an anxious mother waiting for her daughter to return home.
Eventually the phone rang. I picked it up immediately and listened for her voice.
"Carter?" She asked.
"Yeah?" I slurred. (Okay, I'd had another drink because I was nervous.)
"I'm home. Go to sleep now, okay." She said.
"How do I know that?" I asked.
"You could trust me." She said.
I laughed. "No, really."
She sighed, "Want a picture of my front door?"
"Fine."
Seconds later, a picture of a front door popped up in my phone.
"How do I know that's your front door?" I asked her.
She chuckled. "You don't. But it is, I promise."
"Nice try. Send me a video of you opening the door and going inside, then I might trust you." I said.
She laughed. "Okay. One sec."
There was some rustling, and then the dialling tone started to ring. A few minutes later, a video popped up and I clicked on it. It showed Harper slipping into the house and locking the door behind her. She looked like she was trying hard not to laugh. A message popped up.
Happy now?
Yes. Night Harper x I messaged her.
Night Carter x
I smiled in the dark, thinking about her. Strange how she was able to put a smile on my face the way no one else could.
Aww Carter's got quite the protective streak huh? I think it's adorable.
Thanks for the reads, they are very much appreciated! x
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Nightmares
Teen FictionFollowing a tragic accident, an insomniac struggles to deal with the memories and guilt that he feels every day. He carries secrets with him that no one knows, but when he meets Harper, a girl with struggles and secrets of her own, he feels a conne...