-Chapter 1-
She ran down the dark, almost vacant streets, looking left to right. Up at some of the people walking past her. Then down in frustration.
One man went jogging by and ran into her shoulder, and sent her spinning into the road where a car smashed into her side as her body lurched back towards the side walk.
...
He walked down the road, kicking the dirt in frustration. He couldn't believe she would do that to him.
He looked back at her house and remembered. Some guy answered Caitlyn's door, breathing pretty damn heavily. And Caitlyn pops out a quickly said, "Sorry I forgot to tell you, Chris, but we're through."
He thought they loved each other, he trusted her...
Enough to lose it to her.
Apparently she just one of the other million whores he's dated. Oh dear god. His anger filled his lungs. He looked up at the stars and screamed at the top of his lungs. "THAT'S IT! IM DONE, I GIVE UP!"
He stopped at Carter's drive way. He looked down. He didn't wanna tell anyone what happened. Not yet. He kicked the dirt so hard, he stubbed his toe.
"These damn shoes!", and he flipped off his converse and sat at the edge of Charter's driveway.
He didn't even notice it, but a tear rolled down his cheeks, and he closed his eyes. I wish I had a girl who'll never ditch me.
Before he knew it, he was out.
...
"Dude, wake up." Carter lightly kicked his arm.
"What time is it?" He looked up at Carter, then realized Carter was wearing just his robe, no pants, no underwear. Chris shielded his eyes,"Ahh! Dude, wear something... Something to cover up!"
Carter rolled his eyes"Sorry dude, it's like 6 in the morning. What are you doing?"
"I don't wanna talk about it." Now he kinda did, but Carter's his bud. He can't just burden him with his problems.
"Fine, need a ride?" Carter pulled his keys out of his pocket.
"No, I'm fine." He stood up and stretched, cracking his back. "That didn't sound good, I'll just leave now."
"You sure?" Carter looked really concerned
"Yeah." Chris got up and started walking towards town. His back was killing him! He needed to get home.
He started to reminisce about all the times with him and Caitlyn, he even felt a little bit of regret, not like him, there's no need for regret. You can never change what happened. Then he thought about last night and he got mad and stubbed his toe kicking a can towards the dumpster right next to him.
"Ow..." Said a weak little voice.
Chris went wide eyed in awe. The world seemed to freeze, like it needed to take a new route.
He gasped and ran over towards the voice. Next to the dumpster was a little girl, about 12 years old. Her arms and legs were were covered with bruises and scars, she was coated in filth, and there was a dried patch of blood on her back.
He took his jacket off and wrapped it around her little shoulders. And she cringed a little at the touch.
He searched his pockets for his cell, and realized he dropped it at Carter's.
He picked the little girl up on his back and walked towards his apartment.