Carly sat down on the couch, somewhere in between asleep and awake once she and Johnny had gotten home.
Johnny had sent e-mail's, texts and messages to everyone who called after finding out about the incident at the pier, saying that Carly's injuries are minor and that she'll be okay...and that's it. They decided not to tell anyone else just yet.
Carly's phone rang for the fifth time and again, she ignored it knowing that it was Trevor. She reached up and turned her phone off. 'Don't want to hear it.' Carly thought, stretching out and lying down on her left side.
How could the same man that she loved like an uncle had carelessly thrown her down a fight of stairs without realizing what could've happened?! Carly glances at her badly bruised right wrist, thanks to Trevor. He almost ripped her arm out of the socket.
She felt Johnny's hand brush her hair behind her ear and looks up at him. She could tell that he was scared too.
''I don't want Trevor around me ever again. I...i can't...'' Carly says, tears falling down before Johnny helps her sit up and hugs her, gently rubbing her back.
''He won't get anywhere near either one of you. I promise.'' Johnny says.
He turns his phone off when Trevor starts calling him and sits next to Carly, wrapping his arms around Carly.
It wasn't going to be easy but Trevor would have to eventually understand that Carly's not a little girl anymore.