Six weeks ago…
Blake was kicking her soccer ball against the tree in frustration… but she didn't realise how hard she was doing so until it bounced off the tree and flew, hitting Carly in her chest and ribcage, Carly gasping for air after she fell.
"Carly!" Blake ran towards her as she fallen to her knees. "I'm so sorry, I'll call for help!"
"I'm okay, accidents happen." Carly said as Blake helped her up, Carly slowly catching her breath… she didn't feel any pain from the fall but Blake was still worried and guided her to the Buffalo S that pulled up.
"What happened, babe?!" Franklin asked after he got out and he and Blake guided Carly to the car.
"I accidentally hit her with a soccer ball and it slammed against her chest, now I'm worried!" Blake explained.
Both helped Carly into the back and drove her to Mount Zonah's ER, where Johnny had dragged Lunch and Max off to.
"I told you two that it ain't safe to try to jump off the pier while drunk!" Johnny muttered.
"Shut up! You annoying asshole!" Lunch said, drunkenly.
"Lynnette, leave him the fuck alone!" Carly snapped as Johnny ran to her.
"Damn it… well, accidents do happen but she needs help." Johnny said before Blake found one of the doctors…
Present time…
"I know you say I shouldn't worry but siblings do that." Carly said after Blake shoved the weed back at Lunch.
"What's with your dealer, he out of his mind on cocaine?!" Blake asked after the first puff made her mouth start burning.
"Girl, that's your sister!" Lunch said pointing to Carly. "C Jadey, I have nothing to do with this."
Carly shook her head for a few seconds and lit a caramel and vanilla bean scented candle, the scent calming her nerves as well at Blake's and Lunch's.
"Hey, I'll tell you what's going on with Blakey... if you don't get angry or maybe even trying to slap the fuck out of me." Lunch said.
"Lunch, her ribcage and chest still ache so she can't really move her arms too much." Blake says.
"Out with it, both of you." Carly said.
"Okay, remember when you were sent to the hospital for your chest?" Lunch questioned. "And me and Maxie J were drunk?"
"Lynnette, stop stalling." Carly said.
"Okay, okay... on that day, Blake had a soccer game that day, and the coach didn't want her in that game, cause the field was cut and Blake's allergies were distracting her. The coach kicked her out of the game... but she's still okay to do the next game. Blake is doing drugs because the next game is coming up next week, and that was when she was going to tell you and Mikey about her game. But the main reason is Blake can't be in soccer, her health problems." Lunch said, giving out the long explanation.
"Blake, I think you should've told us first… I'm not mad but I'm worried. I'm your sister, I'm always gonna worry…" Carly said as she and Blake hugged.
"But C Jadey, you don't understand… if Blakey gets sick again during or before the game, she'll be kicked off the team and she'll be the second generation of what happened to your dad." Lunch said. "She's already started it."
"The coach can't kick her off the team because of what's out of her control…" Carly said as she and Blake let go and Blake saw that look… Carly was gonna go talk to the soccer coach about this.
"Heeey… whatcha doin'?" Blake questioned.
"Someone's gotta talk to that thick headed coach… you two stay here." Carly said before leaving.
Rockford Hills Academy had weekend practices for its teams… Carly reached the office and noticed that the glass window was fogged up.
Cleaning some of it off, she stepped back and her eyes widened… on top of the desk were the soccer coach and Amanda, both naked.
Carly felt absolutely disgusted and stormed off, reaching the outside courtyard and sitting down… and then she saw the red Sentinel… but across the courtyard, Carter had dropped off some food for the bake sale and saw the rage in his niece's eyes and walked over.
"Hey, Jadey… what's wrong with you?" Carter questioned.
"You told me once that my mother was a whore gone wild in LS… and I just caught her fucking Blake's soccer coach." Carly managed to say after Carter sat down.
"She's not supposed to be on school grounds, after fucking with your's and Blake's chemistry teacher." Carter said, before pulling out his phone. "Fuck, that's it… I'm calling the police station to this school and letting them know what's up."
"Good idea…" Carly said, her voice raspy from anger as she had been the one who caught Amanda with the chemistry teacher.
"Just relax…" Carter said, putting his phone up to his left ear. "We'll watch the show within two minutes, go grab my homemade cookies from my truck while I call them."
Carly pulled herself up on shaky legs and walked to the truck… she heard the sirens and saw Benson walk to Carter, a brief conversation taking place before Benson headed inside.
"What's the point of a damn restraining order anymore?" Carly muttered as Carter walked over when Amanda was dragged out handcuffed and kicking and screaming.
"Yeah, she's gonna become a prison bitch. I don't know how your father made four kids come out of her." Carter said, biting down on one of the cookies.
"Caramel… cinnamon and mint." Carly guessed after taking a bite, Carter smiling.
"Yeah, that's Norah's favorite." Carter said.
"How is she anyway? She seemed a little tired last week." Carly says.
"Oh, she's due anytime now." Carter said. "All I need to hear is my phone ringing to see if it's her, I'll be taking to the hospital."
Carly nodded with a smile and Carter drove her home. When they reached the apartment, Carly quickly unstrapped the seat belt and took a deep breath and Carter knew that the injury was still affecting her breathing.
"If something's wrong, let your father or me know." Carter said, before driving off.
"Anytime." Carly said quietly before heading inside… unfortunately, that was when she incidentally walked in on two familiar people. "Ethan David!" She yelled, her eyes closed as Olivia scrambled off of Ethan.
"Oh, hey!" Ethan said, grabbed his pants to cover his fronts.
"So sorry, Carly!" Olivia said as she got dressed.
"It's alright, Liv, it's just been a bad day." Carly explained as Olivia and Ethan kissed and the petite redhead slipped out the door. "Sock on the door handle next time, Ethan."
"Hey, I'll remember that, since Blake did it when she had sex with Franklin on the couch…" Ethan said.
"This condo's turning into Melrose Place." Carly said after opening her eyes.
"Yeah, if you're for Blake, uh…. what did you do to that soccer coach?" Ethan questioned.
"I wanted to beat the living hell outta him, I was outside the office and he and Amanda were on the damn desk!" Carly explained, Ethan spitting out some of the whiskey he was drinking.
"What the fuck?!" Ethan exclaimed. "He and Amanda?! … I'm gonna keep that to myself… but Blake received a phone call from the coach… and she's no longer in soccer."
"This is fucked up." Carly muttered as she downed some whiskey from a shot glass.
"Carly, that was her activity to do, beside guitar and choir, but you ruined it for her." Ethan said. "I have a funny feeling that she doesn't wanna talk to you."
"I was trying to help! I didn't even get a chance to talk to the son of a bitch!" Carly snapped as she slammed the glass down so hard that it broke and cut her left index finger.
"Well, whoever the fuck did it…" Ethan said, after putting on his blue jeans and running towards the kitchen to grab a paper towel. "That coach knows that she's your mother and Blake's mother as well. So, he did that so Blake wouldn't have her on the team. You should have let Amanda finished her business with him, and get something from him."
Carly hissed slightly as she felt the paper towel wrapped around her finger and went to fix her finger up before putting her own things in the guest room.
She had a feeling that Blake needed her space… and closed and locked the door.