Falling For the Bad Boy

Chapter 27: Forget her


A/N: CARTER'S POV GUYS.

I know a majority of you hate him and the last thing you'd want to do is read a whole chapter in his POV, but it is IMPORTANT. Please read, thanks.


Carter's POV

I jumped onto the couch, settling myself next to Sky who was leaning over and grabbing the Xbox controllers. Luke and Noah sat on either side of us, picking out the games.

"How about GTA?" Noah suggested, making me think about it. Luke snorted, "We've played that so many times. What about some Call Of Duty?"

I laughed, "That's even worse. We've played both of those games several times by now. But hey, good thing I bought this new racing game yesterday." I held up the case which held onto the new game, and the guys eagerly nodded in sync.

We then started the game, with me against Sky on the first round. About two hours later, it started to get wild because Luke had brought in loads of food with him. The floor was now scattered with crisps and candy.

My eyes widened in victory when I was close to winning the game against Sky, "Crap! I'm going to wi-"

"Hey guys!" a gorgeous voice exclaimed, causing me to lose focus of the game and turn around to face the direction of the voice. Stella stood by the living room door, grinning at first but then noticing the loudness and messiness of the room.

Well, crap.

"I WON!" Sky shouted, chucking the controller away and smirking widely at me. I cursed under my breath, annoyed at the fact that I got distracted on the last minute and ended up losing. Well, at least it was sort of worth it.

Stella was finally back from her trip with Nabu and that... asshole. Brandon will be asshole in my mind, despite Stellie arguing with me to be civil with him. Never.

"Shut the fuck up." I growled at Sky jokingly, ignoring his shouts of victory over some game. Even though I was really into it as well. I groggily stood up, walking towards Stella.

Despite her only going out for one night, it still bothered me that the asshole had to come with her. Who knows what could've happened whilst I was not there? If the asshole made a move on Stella-

Dammit. Carter, you don't like her. Just stop it.

Well that was stupidest lie I've ever thought of.

"Hey beautiful." I greeted, admiring her gorgeous face and golden locks. She smiled up at me, as I plastered a grin on my faced and wrapped my arms around her. Tightly, but not enough to hurt her. Just a friendly embrace.

I caught sight of Brandon just walking in the living room. He was now behind Stella, but facing me. When he realised I was hugging Stella so closely, he threw a glare at me. One that had 'piss off' written all over it.

I smirked victoriously at him and pulled away from Stellie, "How was the trip?"

"It was great, actually. Brandon's cousin is amazing. But I missed you a lot, Carter." She said softly biting down on her lip as she stared up at me. Damn. "You should've come with us."

A night with the asshole? Haha, no way.

"I don't think this ass-" I paused in my words, watching as Stellie raised an eyebrow at me. I groaned. "-Brandon, would've liked it, and I wouldn't either."

A frown appeared on her face, making my expression drop a little. I hated seeing her look sad, it was like the worst thing you could ever see. She seems so upset at the fact that Brandon and I hate each other, but I can't do anything about it.

I'm not being civil with the guy that ruined the only chance I had to be with the girl I loved; Nicola. And now that he's closer to Stella, I feel like it's just going to happen aga-

No, it won't. I wouldn't hurt Stellie like that.

"He's right, sunshine." Brandon declared, taking a step towards her and wrapping his arm around her shoulders. I felt a rush of anger spread through me at the fact that his annoyingly mischievous smirk was directed at me. "We wouldn't have gotten along."

I narrowed my eyes at him.

Sunshine? Can this guy just stop being fucking irritating already?

Stella sighed exasperatedly, "I guess you're right." her eyes then travelled down to the boys, who were cheering each other on as they played the game. She probably just noticed how wild and messy it is. "What the HELL happened here?!"

Sky dropped the Xbox controller at her sudden outburst, and chuckled nervously, "Hi, sis! The guys and I have just been-"

"Playing kids games." Stella answered for him, rolling her eyes. I raised an eyebrow at her. Xbox is life, man. No kids games.

"I came home from a trip to find four guys playing some guys and creating a huge mess in the living room. Great!" she exclaimed sarcastically, but an amused grin was trying to appear on her lips. "How did mom and dad even allow this?"

Sky shrugged, seeming bored. "They didn't-"

"They did." a deep voice suddenly said, and we all turned around to see Stella and Sky's parents by the door.

I gulped. Stella didn't know what happened between them last night, because she was out. I caught a glance at Sky to see him taking a deep breath in worry.

Whilst Stella was out in her trip to Brandon's cousin last night, Sky and I were in his room and we heard shouting. Screams of anger. Stella's father and mother were arguing.

Not just the typical couple fight, but ones that would eventually end up in divorce.

I knew this would be very hard on Stella, as Sky himself was so upset. I really didn't want anyone hurting her even more, even if it's unintentionally.

"Mom! Dad!" Stella exclaimed, sprinting over to them and wrapping her arms around them both. I glanced at Sky, who was giving me a cautious look.

Ah, shit.

Her parents awkwardly hugged her back, and that's when I noticed how far away her parents were from each other. They're still not over about last night's fight.

"I hope you had a good time, honey." Her mother forced a smile on, and then took a look at the messy room. She sighed in irritation and amusement, before averting her gaze, "You boys better clean up this room before dinner."

We all nodded in reply, watching as she walked back up the stairs. Stella's dad was getting ready to go to work.

"Is it just me the one who notices how different my parents are acting?" Stella asked, frowning in confusion. I tensed up at the question.

No, Stellie. No.

...

It was around 1 in the morning; the sky was dark and filled with the stars. I was standing in front of my closed window, feeling nothing but sorrow.

She chose him...

Not me. But him. As much as I wanted to hate her, I couldn't. I had to let her go... but all these thoughts and emotions that were swirling through my head were slowly driving me crazy. I loved her so much; she was everything to me. I was willing to change my idiotic flirty ways for her..

But it wasn't enough.

I let out a sigh, frowning at the water-covered window. It was raining very badly; almost depressing. But it suited the situation... Just like the clouds, my eyes will do the same, if you walk away... everyday it'll rain, rain, rain...

I closed my eyes; wanting to fight away the tears that were threatening to fall. This is why I never wanted to fall in love, it hurts. I shook my head to myself, and walked away from the window to now face my bed. I should sleep...

Try to forget her.

"Carter!" a female voice exclaimed, and I furrowed my eyebrows as the sound of knocking filled my ears. I glanced back at my window, seeing a dark figure of a person behind it. I immediately rushed to it; opening the window.

Who the hell is outside in the rain at 1 in the morning... at my window?

"Nicola?" I gasped inaudibly, watching as her drenched figure smiled guiltily at me. Her black hair was soaked, gorgeous baby blue eyes filled with tears, and a ghost of a sad smile on her lips... the emotions came crashing down onto me again, "W-what are you doing here?"

My voice faltered as I watched her shiver. Do something you idiot- she's freezing!

"I...I.." she stammered on her words, tears still glistening down her wet cheeks.

Despite the several emotions of frustration and confusion that I was feeling, I let out an aggravated sigh and helped her inside my room, before closing the window behind her. I rushed to my closet, grabbing a towel and my shirt with me.

"Here." I handed it to her, avoiding her gaze as I jerked my finger to the bathroom, "You should get changed. You'll freeze to death."

She stuttered thanks in reply, before obliging to my words and shutting the bathroom door behind her.

I slowly sat on my chair, feeling my breathing become slow and harder to do. Don't panic, Carter.

How could I not, though? Nicola, the girl I love is here. Crying her eyes out and freezing from the cold rain. Why is she even here?

Before I could process my thoughts, she suddenly came back, dressed in my shirt that reached a few centimetres away from her hips. I tried to ignore her long amazing legs as I averted my gaze to the window.

"C-Carter." She stuttered, letting out a breath through her tears. "I..I'm... s-s-sorry."

Don't give in, Carter. She clearly likes Brandon now.

But then why was she here? I decided to get straight to the point, ignoring her useless apology, "Why are you here?"

I watched as she visibly flinched at my cold tone; which instantly made me feel guilty. I'm falling so hard, man. And it needs to stop. I can't be with her, I'll never be with her.

"Please hear me out." She gulped, fiddling with the ends of her shirt nervously as she looked down. I let out a sigh and looked away, remaining silent for her answer. "I-It's Brandon.."

Is she trying to hurt me even more!? She freaking picked him over me, and hurt me. And she's mentioning HIS name? I shouldn't have opened the window...

"Look, if you're trying to make me feel hurt even more, then get ou-"

"No!" she cried out, breathing heavily through her tears, "Carter, please! I... I think he's cheating on me!"

I froze at that. That bastard is... cheating on her? "Well, I mean... I think he is. He's been very distant, Carter. As if he's with someone else. He doesn't even pay attention to me anymore."

Despite how much I wanted to be nothing to do with her anymore, it angered me that Brandon was being a jerk. I still cared for her... but why was she telling me this?

"You might just be overreacting. He wouldn't cheat on you... just, don't jump into conclusions." I sighed through gritted teeth, and then stood up from the chair. Whoa, why am I defending Brandon?

Probably because you want this pain to stop and just make her leave...

I faced away from Nicola, wanting this to just stop.

"But I'm certain about this- Carter, please. You have to believe me. I'm just lost right now, confused. And most of all, hurt." She explained, in a soft fragile voice.

The last thing I wanted was for her to feel hurt. It killed me inside.

But she hurt me. I have to stop falling for this again. I have to fucking stop these feelings. "Nicola-"

"I...I should've chosen you." she gasped out, shaking a little as she stared at me with those tear-filled eyes.

No.

Those words were pulling me towards her again. I didn't want that, I wanted it all to stop. So many thoughts were flooding in my head, that it made me feel like I was slowly losing my mind. Voices. Hurt. Sorrow. Anger.

"Carte-"

"STOP!" I shouted, clenching my fists to my sides in fury. I forced a glare on my face, "Just fucking stop, Nicola! I don't want to hear it! I don't give a fuck about you anymore!"

She softly gasped at my words, hurt on her face again. God, no. I have to calm down. Just...

"I'm sorry." I whispered, settling myself on the edge of my bed and closing my eyes. Don't cry.

I heard her soft sobs of pain; the ones that made me feel worse even more. I remained seated on my bed, bringing pain to myself by hearing her cries. I hated this; it was killing me. I couldn't stand it anymore.

I flinched when I felt a hand touch my hair, raking through it until a body stood in front of me. my breath hitched in my throat, as I slowly glanced up at the girl I still loved.

"I should've chosen you." she repeated, letting out a sigh. "That was all I wanted to say."

She carefully backed away from me, dropping her hand from my hair and wrapping her arms around herself, "I-I'm sorry for hurting you. But you needed to know the regret I feel for picking the wrong person." I heard her footsteps nearing the window.

"It's always been you. I love you Carter; Carter Knight." She whispered in pain, pushing the window open which allowed the sound of the rain to travel through the room. I remained frozen, contemplating the several thoughts in my head. "I'm going to leave."

"W-wait." The word came tumbling out of my mouth before I could stop it. Dammit.

I shakily stood up from my bed, walking over to her as she furrowed her eyebrows and glanced up at me questioningly. I could still see the hurt in her eyes.

Carefully, I glided my thumb over her cheek, wiping away the stray tears that Brandon- or I have caused. Her wide eyes stared up at me in curiosity, slight regret appearing in them, "D-do you love me?"

I tensed up at her words; the question echoing in my mind and driving me insane. But it doesn't have to be.. because... "I do. I'll never stop-"

She cut me off from my words when she reached up and pressed her lips on mine, causing me to tense up even more. Our first kiss.

But it didn't last longer than 2 seconds, because she hastily pulled away from me; her eyes wide with panic. "I-I.. I'm so sorry! I shouldn't have-"

I interrupted her from her words and captured her lips in mine again; my hand reaching up and cupping her cheeks. She immediately responded, her hands slowly sliding up to rest themselves around my neck. "Carter." She breathed against my lips, making me groan and pull away from her.

"What?" I asked, staring at her; admiring her beauty. She really was beautiful, in this exotic way. Her long black hair clung to her body, still wet but making her look even more gorgeous.

I was falling, hard. I wanted nothing more than to claim her as mine... but I still wasn't sure about Brandon.

"I'm sorry for hurting you." she admitted, looking down. "I want to forget everything tonight. Just be with you. Make the pain go away."

A part of me felt really guilty about Brandon, but I wanted nothing more than this. Than to be with Nicola. But I still wasn't sure if he cheated on her or not...she must've just been jumping to conclusions... but...

I bit down on my lips, touching her chin and making her face me again. "You want me to make you forget the pain?"

She nodded nervously, letting me skim my finger over her soft lips. "I trust you, Carter. I only want you... lose myself to you."

That did it.

We got into another heated kiss, one which lead us to falling on my bed and aggressively tearing my shirt up.

She ran her hands roughly through my hair, causing me to groan out loud from how eager she was. She moaned against my lips, driving me crazy but encouraged me to do this. We both wanted this- without Brandon in the way. I still felt bad for the dude, but we couldn't do anything about that.

If she says she thinks he's cheating on her, then I believe her.

We just wanted to forget everything, that night.

...

"CARTER KNIGHT!" someone screamed in my ear, causing me to groan out loud in pain.

A teacher was stood in front of me; face red from fury as she glared at me.

I furrowed my eyebrows, blinking a few more times before glancing around the room. Ah shit. I was met with pairs of eyes staring at me with amusement; the eyes of my classmates, to be precise.

I fell asleep in class.

"What in the world do you think you're doing?!" the teacher exclaimed in anger, causing me to yawn. Did I really need to state the obvious? Stella chuckled from behind me, making me smile a bit.

"Um, sleeping?" I said groggily, slouching down in my seat. "Sorry, Miss Walker."

She lets out a sigh of frustration, before backing away, "You have detention after school, Mr Knight. Just make sure this won't happen again."

I shook my head to myself, in order to process what I had just dreamed about.

Nicola. I had a flashback-dream to the time she visited me, thinking Brandon had cheated on her, and then... we slept together.

I can't believe I had dreamt about that again.

"Hey, idiot." Stella snorted, breaking me out of my thoughts. "It's lunch now, you realise that?"

I took a quick look around the room, and she was right. How come I didn't even hear the bell ring and when the students were leaving the room? I'm slowly going crazy...

"Y-yeah." I whispered in thought, standing up and walking along side her to lunch. "Sorry, I'm just out of it at the moment."

Once we reached the lunch table where the others are, Stella raised an eyebrow at me in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"Oh oh oh, when you nod your head yes, but you wanna say no!" Sky suddenly sang, interrupting me from my words. Everyone glared at him in annoyance. He's been singing that shit a lot these days.

I sighed, "Can you not?"

"Sorry." Sky scoffed, but then a smirk appeared on his lips. "Is it too late now to say sorry?"

Brandon suddenly laughed, "Sky over here seems to have the Bieber fever. Dude, you obsessed with Bieber?"

Sky gasped dramatically and punched Brandon on the arm, "I do NOT!"

I couldn't help but laugh a little at that. Stella and I got up to get food so we went into the line. I furrowed my brows, deep in thought and concentration at the dream. I suddenly didn't feel very hungry.

"Hey, Carter? Are you alright? What the hell happened when you were sleeping?"

I sighed softly and shook my head at her, "Nothing. Just a bad dream..."

Was it really bad?

Stellie frowned at that and a sudden expression of worry and uncertainty fell across her face, "Is... is it about Nicola?"

She hit it right on the spot. The look she was giving me only made me feel worse, but curious at the same time on the fact that she looked a tad bit jealous. I chuckled, "Nah. Why would I dream about her? I've forgotten her now, Stellie."

"Oh." Stella paused in her words, before replying, "I thought you still liked her."

I shook my head, a smirk falling on my lips, "Nope. I like someone else now. She's beautiful, perky, talkative but amazing-"

"Okay, okay! Geez." Stella said bitterly, cutting me off from my words and giving me an annoyed expression. "I'm happy that you like someone and all, just... nothing. I'm happy."

I could see straight through the lie.


It was currently 4:30 Pm, after school, and football practise was just ending. But I wasn't in a good mood because I felt like shit- still distracted by what happened earlier. I wasn't entirely good at football practise today either.

Normally me and Brandon are the best in our football team, including this other guy, but today it was like I had no energy at all. Just exhausted.

"Alright boys, football practise is over! You can get changed now." Coach announced, and almost instantly all the guys had sprinted back to the changing rooms. I still didn't feel like I had an ounce of energy left, so I simply walked back to the changing rooms.

Once I reached there, I gulped down a large amount of water to keep myself hydrated, and then proceeded to get changed. There wasn't anyone else in the changing rooms, at least I thought so. They've all left, until..

"What the hell happened to you?" a voice I recognised and hated so much suddenly filled my ears. I heard an amused snort, and snapped my head to the side to see the asshole standing there, placing his clothes in a bag. "You were shit out there."

I rolled my eyes; not amused. "Fuck off."

After changing into my normal clothes, I placed my football clothes in my own bag. "Why are you even here anyway?" everyone else already left, and I was late to get changed because I decided to get here slower.

"Had to call Stella." He sneered, smirking at me as if to tick me off. And it definitely did. "You like her."

I turned to face him, clenching my fists to my sides. "And you do too, what's your point?"

He narrowed his eyes at me and dropped his bag onto the floor, "Look- I'm not here to talk about Stella. I'm here to ask you why you seemed distracted today."

I grinned widely at him and decided to annoy him, "Oh, you know... I was thinking about Stella. How hot and amazing she is.. it would be pretty distracting wouldn't it?"

The asshole gritted his teeth in anger and directed an irritated glare at me, "Don't fucking think about her like that. You don't deserve her, and she doesn't like you."

"I don't deserve her?" I questioned, raising an eyebrow. This guy was seriously pissing me off. "I think the one who doesn't deserve her the most is you. At least I'm not the one who fucking humiliated her and broke her heart.. you hurt her."

In a speed of lightning, he stormed towards me and gripped the collar of my shirt, "I didn't fucking hurt her! I would never..."

"You did! At least I'm her freaking best friend, what are you to her?!" I growled, roughly pushing him away from me until he was stood a metre away; breathing heavily from rage.

He chuckled harshly and averted his gaze, "And that's all you'll ever be to her."

I breathed in sharply and clenched my fists, ready to punch him. He's dead to me.

Just as I was about to throw a punch at him, his next words suddenly made me freeze in surprise.

"It's Nicola, isn't it?"

I dropped my hand down, my expression faltering at his words. The asshole probably got my his answer from my actions as he lowered his eyes down to the floor and let out a blank chuckle, "Of course it is. You're not over her yet, are you?"

The way he said it made me angry. "I am... I mean, it's really fucking hard to get over the first girl you loved; the girl that meant everything to you. Only to have her taken away from you, just because some jackass couldn't keep his mouth shu-"

"She deserved to know." Brandon said, look at me in disbelief. "And I was furious because she cheated on me with you!"

I growled lowly under my breath, feeling my anger rise up again. "It was in the past. I still hate you for it, we both won't forgive each other for it, but we're now in the present. We both know we like Stella, regardless of what will happen."

He let out a sigh of frustration and sat down on the bench, running his fingers through his hair, "You do know what this means right?"

I narrowed my eyes at him, "What?"

"We both like her. Want her." he explained, closing his eyes, "But I don't want to hurt her."

I grunted in annoyance, "You're making it sound like the Nicola thing will happen again. It fucking won't, because I don't want to hurt Stella like that. She either chooses one of us, or..."

"None of us." He finished, staring down at the ground; expressionless. "We don't know who she likes... who she wants to be with..."

"Then it's time to find out..." I muttered silently to myself, before grabbing my bag and..

Leaving.


After I took a shower back at my uncle's house, I reached Stella's house when it was just getting darker. We're getting close to winter and the temperature are dropping faster than usual; not that I complained. I stepped into the house, immediately hearing yelling.

"I CAN'T DO THIS, RADIUS!" someone screamed, and I immediately recognised it as Stella's mother, Luna.

Oh no... not again. Wait-

"Stella!" I shouted, frantically searching the living room, kitchen and other rooms to see where she is. I immediately stopped when I caught sight of Radius and Luna standing in the hallway and yelling each other.

"IT WASN'T MY FAULT, LUNA!" Radius shouted, frustrated but trying to calm down.

My eyes widened as I sprinted over to them, "Mr and Mrs Solaria! Where is S-"

"She's in her room." Luna sighed, glaring at Radius and then walking away. I nodded gratefully at her, and hastily sprinted on the stairs to her room. I knew better than to interfere with Stella's parents' arguments.

It was none of my business, despite how much I wanted to help them and stop it. I was also relieved that Jamie was not in the house at the moment, she's with my mom in the mall.

I carefully pushed the door open, my eyes searching the room for a certain blonde. And there she was... lying down on her stomach on her bed. Her arms were wrapped around a pillow, half of her face placed on it and her golden locks spread wildly around her.

She wasn't facing me, but I could hear soft sniffles that broke my heart.

I closed the door behind me, but then realised I might've been barging into her room when she probably didn't want me to be here, "Do you want me to stay?"

"Y-y-yeah." She stuttered on her words, as I took my jacket off until I was standing before her in my jeans and shirt. I kneeled down in front of her, frowning in concern, "Stellie..."

She took a deep breath and looked at me, eyes blurred with tears. "T-they're arguing... they've never done this before. I-I'm worried that they will.."

I sat on her bed next to her, wrapping my arms around her as she hugged me back, "Shh..."

It hurt me to see her like this. She really loved her parents... and I couldn't imagine them separating. It would break Stellie. "I'm not sure what will happen... but you're okay. Your parents love you."

"I-I know." Stella whispered softly again my neck, her hot breath causing me to shiver a little in surprise. No, Carter, focus!

I sighed softly and slowly leaned my back down on her bed; until I was lying down with her head resting on my chest. My arm remained wrapped around her and my finger rubbing soothing circles on her back.

Until eventually, we both fell asleep.


I grunted softly, my eyes snapping open to the feel of something soft trailing down my jaw. It was somehow comforting, but the curiosity to what it was, was getting to me. "S-Stella?" I blinked a few times, finally able to see what was happening.

Stella was still in my arms, her head resting on my chest and her eyes staring at my face with admiration. Her thumb was gently gliding on my jaw, up to my cheek and then down again.

A breathtaking smile formed on her lips.

But I was suddenly worried. "What time is it? Dammit, did I fall asleep whilst comforting you?! Man, I'm such a terrible perso-"

"Hey!" Stella interrupted, giggling softly at my worry. "We both fell asleep, for the past two and a half hours actually."

I briefly glanced at the clock to see that it's 7:30 at night. I sighed in relief, closing my eyes, but then realising that her finger was still rubbing softly down my cheek. I reached my hand up and caught her fingers in mine, "What are you doing?"

Not that I'm complaining.

She bit down on her lips and dropped her hand from my face, "Admiring you. Thank you for comforting me, Carter. I love you."

Of course we were used to saying 'I love you' to each other as best friends, but now that she says it again... I don't know. I kind of wished it meant more.

"I love you too." I replied, letting out a sigh and slowly removing my arm away from her. I sat up, stretching my arms a little. Did we really sleep for two hours only? "Are you feeling okay now?" I asked, turning towards her.

She sat up as well and smiled, "Yeah." I could see the hidden sadness in her eyes, and that made me want to cheer her up.

"Spell 'me'." I suddenly said, causing Stella to stare at me in surprise.

"Wait, wha-"

I sighed, "Just do it."

She narrowed her eyes at me scrutinizingly but obliged, "M-E."

A mischievous smirk formed on my lips, "You forgot the D."

"There is no 'D' in 'Me'." she furrowed her eyebrows in confusion, making me smile. She's so innocent.

"Not yet." I finished, winking at her. She gaped at me, still clueless, but then it was as if a light bulb sparked in her eyes as she groaned in frustration and leapt onto me.

"You did NOT!" she exclaimed, tackling me and throwing playful punches at my chest. I let out a laugh and threw my hands up to stop her from punching me, "Hey! Stellie!"

But she kept tackling me, laughing as she did so. It took me a moment to realise that she was sat on top of me; straddling me. I took a deep breath, deciding to spice things up a bit by switching us over in positions so that she was now below me.

I placed my elbows on either side of her on the bed, balancing my weight on it so that I wouldn't hurt her. She giggled, looking up at me with big, curious eyes.

I wanted to know if she liked me or not... more than as a friend, of course. I had an idea in mind on how I should tell her my feelings, but I was still doubting it. What if she doesn't like me back?

Rejection at its worst.

No... I don't have enough courage to tell her that I like her. So what else should I do? An idea popped into my mind, and it might've been quite risky but I feel like it's easier for me.

After all, actions speak louder than words.

Stellie noticed that I have been zoning out, as she stared up at me with concerned eyes. My eyes dropped down to her soft lips; contemplating and bracing myself for what I'm about to do next.

Just do it.

She furrowed her eyebrows at me in confusion, "Carter, what are you-"

I pressed my lips onto hers; cutting her off from her words.


A/N: I know the end was very stressful to read but don't worry as Carter WON'T be in the way for too long! And how can you guys hate Carter, he's amazing! But yes he's in the way of Brella lol.

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