I don't own any of the characters or settings in which this story takes place. I only own my plotline and maybe a few characters in the future.
Sometimes we let go of people, not because we want to but, because we need to. There are only so many times one can bend over for people before they've had enough. That is why I was so happy dad agreed to let me and Walt house-sit Larissa's loft. I was glad to get away from Sebastian and Maggie. After their betrayal I just couldn't face them. I know Walt was happy to get away as well, after what Maggie said to him I just knew he needed to get away. When I asked him how he got his parents to agree he told me that they had thought that letting him fend for himself for a short while would give him a brief taste of the real world and help as an adjustment for when he went off to college. Walt told me he was so happy that he could get away from them and their expectations of him and his future. Maggie's reaction scared him, if this was how someone whom loved him before finding out treated him then how was he going to tell his parents? The ones who raised him and had high expectations and a future set out for him. Being in Manhattan all summer was going to be amazing. Bennet even came by some evenings with takeout because he wanted to watch out for us. That and Larissa told my dad that she would have one of her people look out for us in case anything happened. I was glad it was Bennet, and I think Walt was too.
Living in Manhattan was amazing, and even if I wasn't paid to be the receptionist Larissa still made sure that when freebies came that I took her place as first to get what I wanted. In the past week alone I got three new dresses, a whole set of MAC makeup (brushes and all) and four pairs of Jimmy Choo's. This is why I LOVE Interview and Larissa, she treated me like I was poor Cinderella and she's my fairy godmother. Walt managed to get a job at the grocery store down the road from Larissa's loft and at lunch he brought up lunch for Bennet and I. That was my favourite time of the day, simply because I was surrounded by my Manhattan family. Today was my day off so Walt and I decided to just walk around for a while trying to get acquainted with the city and all its marvels. We found this amazing hotdog stand last week and we were heading back there for lunch. It was right by Central Park so we decided to walk around while we ate. On our way back though we bumped into someone I never thought I would bump into. George Silver. He was the last person that I had ever wanted to see.
After what he put me through I don't think I could forgive him. I thought he was a nice guy who was interested in me but no, he was only interested in bedding me. My virginity is sacred to me. I wasn't going to be like Donna La Donna. I had respect for myself and my body, I wanted someone who wouldn't just use me and then run away. Mum used to tell me that if a boy didn't respect my wishes then he clearly wasn't worth my love. George didn't respect my wishes and for that I knew that he wasn't worthy. And here he was, right in front of me again. "Hello Carrie." He said looking right at me just as he had before that night. He looked the same, dressed the same and carried himself the same, "Hello George, goodbye George." I said looking at him and then walking around him and away. I hoped to god I never saw him again.
"Carrie. Wait; please let me talk to you." He yelled, chasing after me. Great, just what I needed. I only just got away from one ex and I didn't plan to spend time with another. "Go away George. I'm not interested; please just leave me alone. I came here to get away from crappy exes and you fit the bill." I told him as I turned to look at him and then carried myself away. Walt was already standing not too far away waiting for me to catch up. As soon as I caught up to him we walked back to the loft. Once we were inside I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding. Walt knew I probably wanted to be alone so he left to go watch television. What was George's problem? Why did he want to talk to me? What could he possibly want to say to me that he was so desperate to chase me down a Manhattan street when I denied him a chance to talk? All I knew was he was one of those guys that are nice until you deny them anything. His ego was too big for me to deal with and I never want to deal with it again. I already had enough on my plate with Maggie and Sebastian; I don't need to add another person to that list.
After having a bit of a breather I walked into the kitchen and pondered what Walt and I should make for dinner. I just want to stop having to worry about my exes and live my life without any worry. Is that so much to ask? I looked up from the bench to see Walt. He was looking at me worried. Why wouldn't he be? I did just run into the ex that tried to make me have sex with him when I had told him I wasn't ready.
"Carrie, how are you feeling? I know that must have been rough to see that jerk." He looked at me with those sad puppy dog eyes Maggie used to gush about back when they first started dating. "I'm fine Walt, really. I just want to forget today even happened. Is that okay?" I said looking back at him with what I presume was the same look Walt was giving me because next thing I know he was at my side pulling me into a hug.
What is it with the guys in my life? Either they're cruel under the nice or they're Walt and Bennet. Either way I don't think I want to date for a while. Sebastian tore a hole in my heart and it hurt because earlier that week he had told me he loved me. If I hadn't of screwed up and said I love you back earlier then maybe I wouldn't be in this mess.
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