A Nobody To You
Carter's POV
She was a princess. I was a nobody. No, I was somebody; I was "bait girl". And how could a soon-to-be-queen love that. While I sold bait, she ran a country. I felt useless compared to her. Im just a Louisiana girl, and she is the one and only gorgeous, beautiful Princess Rosalinda. And my best friend, but while she was contempt in being my friend, I want more. I want to hug, hold her, kiss her, touch her, love her with all my heart. Which I do, I love her with my whole being, my mind, my body, my soul. But its not fair, because she doesnt love me back.
She left 4 weeks ago, back to Costa Luna, to assume her duties, as things are safe now. Major Mason had helped with the plan to capture General Kane, and it had worked. But I still wish I had of held it out longer, so I could have stayed with her longer, told her my true feelings. But that would of been selfish, her mother was in danger, and she was worried. She could never date a female in her line of work, and not like she would want to. As far as I could assume, she was the straightest person I knew. But its okay now. Well its was until 4 hours ago. Until she called.
Flashback
"Ring Ring!....Ring Ring!....Ring Ring!"
"Okay, jeez im coming.. Hello?"
"CARTER!!!"
"...Rosie?"
"Oh my gosh, Carter, its you. How are you?"
"Umm..im fine. Just yknow, hanging around, listening to music," it was a lie, I'd been thinking about suicide, "How about you?"
"Ive been fine, but I have something that shall make us very happy"
"Oh, and whats that?". Honestly, I was scared to ask. What if she was visiting?
"You are officially spending the whole summer...WITH ME!!!!!"
"Oh, wow, really...the whole summer?". Crap.
"You do not sound excited Carter, what is wrong? Do you not wish to spend the summer with me?"
"Oh no, of course I wanna spend it with you, I, It just, might, umm complicate things". Shit.
"What things Carter?", She sounded serious, angry almost. With a tad of dissapointment. It suprised me, and I liked it.
"Well, umm, Im going to train to become a PPP agent this summer. Like i said, i wanna do something more with my life, yknow, make a difference. Like your doing as Queen."
"Oh, so umm you are not wishing to come visit me Carter?"
"Of course I wanna spend it with you Rosie," How can I not say yes to her?, "Yes, Rosie, I'll spend the summer with you"
"YES!, okay, well the chopper will pick you up in 6 days at 3pm, and will take you to the airport, you are taking my private plane."
"Umm okay, well i'll be ready and waiting"
"Great, I will see you in a while Carter Mason."I put the phone down, flushed. I love it when she uses my full name.
End Of FlashBack
And now, here I am, flying to Costa Luna. They told me my father already knew im going there. Apparantly, he organized most of this trip. He doesnt know how I feel about Rosie, if he did, he probably wouldnt have done this. If he did know, he would be giving me the "sex talk" right about now, if he knew everything. It will only take me another hour to reach Costa Luna, i've been on this flight for 8 hours.
As soon as I arrived, I noticed the changes. The bushes and grass were not a colorful, bright, vibrant green anymore. They were dull. The fountain, as I saw only a few weeks ago that happliy sprayed never ending amounts of rose colored water, was turned off. The whole castle, looked grey and unspecial. It was like Rosie had never came back, and that General Kane was still there, making it feel desolate and sad. It looked almost scary, like something from a horror movie. The scariest part, was the sky. It was like a black vortex, over the castle, no sun shone over the island. I ignored it and pressed on.
The servant took my baggage, and led me to the door. He unlocked the no-more grand shining doors, and the inside looked even scarier. It was frightening how plain and old it looked. The gold colors no longer shown exuberantly. They shined like dirty, old, used brass. The flowers in the vases, no longer stood tall and pretty. They had all died, and wilted on the white marble floor which no longer held its shine either. The servant suddenly spoke and startled me from my daze.
"The Queen is this way, Senorita." He pointed past the stairs, to the back garden.
"Lead the way, Hombre." I smiled and he ignored my comment with an emotionless face, which made me feel embarassed and worried at the same time. It felt as there was no spark left in Costa Luna nor its people.
He waves his hand at a door and drops my luggage down softly and walks away to his job. I turn the door handle, take a deep breath in to calm my nerves, and push the heavy door open. All I can see is gold furnishings. Gold walls, gold furniture, gold carpets.
And in the middle is a giant gold colored bed, with a small looking fragile girl sat upon it. She is posed just in the way Rosie was when I first me her in my room. Shes very skinny, quite pale almost green tint to her skin tone. Her hair flawlessly curves around her face. Her eyes are dark, the thick bags around her eyes give her a "dead" looking feature. She looks at me, a smile twitches at her lips, she stands in my presence, and then manages to croak out a single word before falls to the floor unconcious. "...C...arr...tee...errrrr"
Before that moment, I thought I knew fear. When my dad was 5 days late from arriving home from a mission. When my mom was in the hospital bed, sleeping and the doctor said "We need to talk to you". And when just a while ago when General Kane was going to kidnapp Rosie from the school rooftop while I stood there helplessly. But when I saw that it was my angel, my love, Rosie stand and faint to the floor theres where I felt true fear. And not just fear, I felt worry, anxiousness, scared, and broken all mixed together.
And here I am now, with a cool compress to her head, while she lay on the gold bed, with the servents by my side. They told me she hasn't ate, or drank, or even slept since, and then that is all they will say is since. They never finish the sentance or tell me what has happened. They turn their heads away, and silently cry. Even when i ask them to tell me, they do not. I was getting more frustrated by the passing seconds.
"Carter?"
I answer almost immediately, she looks so fragile and hurt.
"Yes, Rosie, Im here," Im crying now. She breaks my heart looking this.
"Carter, I, I, I..... " She passed out again. Its been like this for 3 days. We had to take her to the castle inferemry and call the doctor. He called an emergency ambulance, she lays on the hospital bed now. With a multitude of different wires and tubes hanging out of her mouths and wrists. I can see the scratches and cuts along her forearms. They were done purposefully, I feel disappointed. But not in her but myself, I feel like ive drove her to this. I feel like a monster.
I havent left her side, not for 3 days. I havent ate or slept. She looks better thou, theyve been pumping foods and liquids into her. She looks like Rosie again, it makes me smile. A young female nurse enters, she's quite pretty, she has blond hair and blue-violet eyes and a great body from what I see from behind her official work wear. Shes probably 2 years older than me. Shes obviously not from Costa Luna, seeing as she looks 0% Latino or Spanish. She talks to me... "hey, shes doing fine, dont worry, she'll be out today. She's just a little overworked and underfed. You seem like a great friend to her. I'm sorry, I didn't catch your name..."
"Oh umm thanks, my names Carter. Whats yours?" I'm only trying to be polite, right now because I dont want to talk to anyone, buts shes only being nice. She smiles widely when I mention my name.
"Well, your welcome. My names Trisha, im kinda new here."
"Oh okay. Umm pretty name" She smiles wider, if that were even possible.
"Why thank you Carter. Umm look I was wondering, I'm new here and I don't know much about the city and i was wondering if you would like to grab a cup of coffee and hang sometime. Yknow, around the city, and find some cools site? Yknow me and uhh you on umm an uh date?" NO ABSOULTELY NOT!
"Uhh, yes sure, here uhmm give me your number" She took out her pen and wrote her number on the back of my hand, she drew a smiley face and dotted her "I" with a heart. It was classic. It was nothing like Rosie's cute, small elegant writing.
"Umm thanks, ill leave you to your friend. Thank you Carter, it was nice to meet you. I can't wait for our date." She was smiling so hard, I'm guessing it hurt her face.
As she left and I turned around Rosie's shocked face was staring back at me. She looked horrified. It then clicked; she might have heard me agree to that date with that girl. She opened her mouth and I waited for her wrath.
"You're going on a date with that, that, that... WHORE!?!?" I cringed at the venom in her tone. How did she even know a word like whore?
"Uhh maybe, I don't know, she's not really my type"
"Girls are your 'type' Carter Mason?" She raised her eyebrow questionably.
"Umm sometimes, but she's not, I like brown hair and brown eyes" I was hoping she got the hint. She visibly relaxed and smiled. "Well you can leave today."
"That's good news" She replied. I walked over and sat next to her in the chair, I raised her hand gently to my lips and kissed it and sat it back down cautiously. She blushed and looked down. I giggled at her cuteness.
"Hey, Carter, you have to sign some release forms for Rosie to leave" Trisha burst in quickly after me kissing Rosie's hand
"Why can't your mother do them?" I questioned. I just wanted to spend every minute I could with Rosie.
"Look Carter, there's something we have to talk about" Rosie said. She looked hurt.
"What it is?" I felt like this was going to be worse than everything I've gone throu.