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Permanent Solutions- Takes place after "Things Change"
Carter's POV:
I sat there thinking. Thinking about my life, my job, my family, but most importantly Abby. What had I done? I had yelled at her. How could I have done that? She is the most important thing in my life now that Gamma is gone. And what had I gone and done? I had pushed her away like she has done to me so many times before. I know how she must be feeling, for I have felt the same way so many times. I am pushing away the best thing in my life. Sure, I was having a horrible day, but that is no excuse. She was just trying to help me the way I am always trying to help her. I have to talk to her. I need her more than ever. I miss Gamma so much, and now all I want to do is hold Abby, I want her to comfort me when I need it most. I am going to talk to her.
* * * *
As I ring her doorbell, I am terrified. Terrified that she won't let me in, terrified of what she might say. But then, she has done this to me so many times before...that means she owes me, right? I hope so.
"Abby?"
She had opened the door for me.
"Abby, I'm really sorry. I really need to talk to you.
Tears were running down her face. I could tell that she'd been crying.
"Not now Carter."
Those words hit me like ice. 'Carter'.she must have really been pissed at me to be calling me that. I hadn't heard her call me that in such a long time.
"But Abby, I..."
"Carter, go home. I can't do this."
I couldn't believe this. My heart just felt so. so empty.
"Okay."
I managed to choke out fighting my own tears. I had cried so many times in that one week. More than I think I've ever cried before. I wasn't going to start now, not in front of her. So I started walking home.
* * * *
Abby's POV
'What am I doing?' I thought to myself. One little argument can't be like this. Carter. John is having such a rough time. He just lost the only family who's ever cared about him, and now that I am the one thing in his life, and he is the best thing that I've ever had in my life, I'm just going to give up? I mean, but then again what does it matter? I don't deserve him. He probably just pities me or something. Maybe we should just end it for his sake. He deserves so much more than me. No. I don't care. I may just be being selfish, but I. I love him. I really do, more than I've ever loved anyone before. But now he must think that I'm a horrible person for hurting him so much and not loving him. Loving him the way he loves me. I don't know what just happened, but it isn't going to happen ever again. I have to find him.
* * * *
As I knock on the door of his apartment, he doesn't answer. God, please let him answer. I have to tell him that I'm sorry. I have to be there for him. I knock again. Yet again no answer. I look at the key to his place that he gave me awhile ago. Should I use it? Should I go in? What would he do? Well, right now I don't care. I have to see him. I unlock the door and peer inside the empty, lonely apartment.
"Hello? John?"
No reply. Maybe he has a shift, or maybe he just... I froze. There he was, John Carter, lying on the bathroom floor, lifeless. I wanted to run over to him so badly, but my legs wouldn't obey my thoughts. I couldn't believe this was happening. Thoughts raced through my mind 'was it my fault?' or I could have prevented this.' But these thoughts were cut short when suddenly I broke out of my trance. I ran over to him, blood running all down his arms.
"Don't do this to me John!"
I was crying hysterically now, just hoping that he was still alive.
Do you guys like? Should I continue??
Permanent Solutions- Takes place after "Things Change"
Carter's POV:
I sat there thinking. Thinking about my life, my job, my family, but most importantly Abby. What had I done? I had yelled at her. How could I have done that? She is the most important thing in my life now that Gamma is gone. And what had I gone and done? I had pushed her away like she has done to me so many times before. I know how she must be feeling, for I have felt the same way so many times. I am pushing away the best thing in my life. Sure, I was having a horrible day, but that is no excuse. She was just trying to help me the way I am always trying to help her. I have to talk to her. I need her more than ever. I miss Gamma so much, and now all I want to do is hold Abby, I want her to comfort me when I need it most. I am going to talk to her.
* * * *
As I ring her doorbell, I am terrified. Terrified that she won't let me in, terrified of what she might say. But then, she has done this to me so many times before...that means she owes me, right? I hope so.
"Abby?"
She had opened the door for me.
"Abby, I'm really sorry. I really need to talk to you.
Tears were running down her face. I could tell that she'd been crying.
"Not now Carter."
Those words hit me like ice. 'Carter'.she must have really been pissed at me to be calling me that. I hadn't heard her call me that in such a long time.
"But Abby, I..."
"Carter, go home. I can't do this."
I couldn't believe this. My heart just felt so. so empty.
"Okay."
I managed to choke out fighting my own tears. I had cried so many times in that one week. More than I think I've ever cried before. I wasn't going to start now, not in front of her. So I started walking home.
* * * *
Abby's POV
'What am I doing?' I thought to myself. One little argument can't be like this. Carter. John is having such a rough time. He just lost the only family who's ever cared about him, and now that I am the one thing in his life, and he is the best thing that I've ever had in my life, I'm just going to give up? I mean, but then again what does it matter? I don't deserve him. He probably just pities me or something. Maybe we should just end it for his sake. He deserves so much more than me. No. I don't care. I may just be being selfish, but I. I love him. I really do, more than I've ever loved anyone before. But now he must think that I'm a horrible person for hurting him so much and not loving him. Loving him the way he loves me. I don't know what just happened, but it isn't going to happen ever again. I have to find him.
* * * *
As I knock on the door of his apartment, he doesn't answer. God, please let him answer. I have to tell him that I'm sorry. I have to be there for him. I knock again. Yet again no answer. I look at the key to his place that he gave me awhile ago. Should I use it? Should I go in? What would he do? Well, right now I don't care. I have to see him. I unlock the door and peer inside the empty, lonely apartment.
"Hello? John?"
No reply. Maybe he has a shift, or maybe he just... I froze. There he was, John Carter, lying on the bathroom floor, lifeless. I wanted to run over to him so badly, but my legs wouldn't obey my thoughts. I couldn't believe this was happening. Thoughts raced through my mind 'was it my fault?' or I could have prevented this.' But these thoughts were cut short when suddenly I broke out of my trance. I ran over to him, blood running all down his arms.
"Don't do this to me John!"
I was crying hysterically now, just hoping that he was still alive.
Do you guys like? Should I continue??