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Apprehension: The Beginning of the End?
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"So, do you roam the streets for women?" Harper asked.
"You know I don't, so don't even start to put the wrong ideas into Abby's head," Carter said.
"John Carter, you're already putting ideas into her head. I can see it in her eyes. She's believing everything you say and hanging on your every word."
"Harper, whatever Abby wants to believe is her choice. She knows me well enough to know that I don't just sleep around."
"How many women have you slept with?"
"What kind of question is that?" he asked.
"A good one. Are you promiscuous?" Harper asked.
"What's that mean?" a small voice asked which in return caused the three adults in the room to turn to the door where Avery was standing with Gillian.
"It doesn't mean anything. Hey baby," Harper said as she hugged her daughter.
"Hi mom," Avery said pulling away and going straight towards the couch.
"Don't get too comfortable. We have a plane to catch," Harper called.
"I don't want to go. I want to stay here," Avery argued standing up on the couch.
"Dr. Carter has a lot of work to do. He doesn't have time for you," Harper tried to explain.
"Wait a second, I have all the time in the world. You're the one who argued about even coming here. Do not go putting ideas into her head," Carter said. "You've already done enough damage." Gillian slowly closed the door and walked in-between Carter and Abby and over to the couch to try and entertain the girl so she wouldn't hear them fighting.
"You've never had time for anything except your work. You never sleep, you never eat, you drink too much, you sleep with numerous women, you are not a role model for my daughter," Harper told him. Abby just stood back and watched. At this point, she couldn't help but believe this new woman.
"You don't live here. You don't know. I drink when I have no where to be. I eat when I'm hungry and I sleep when I'm tired. Most importantly, I do not sleep with numerous women. Since I broke up with Abby, over a year ago, I have only slept with one woman. I'm a faithful man, unlike some people I know," he said, his comment directed at Harper, completely oblivious to Abby, who took the statement a little much to heart.
"Which proves that you can't handle a solid relationship."
"Why are we arguing about this? You know you're never going to win because you don't know what you're talking about."
"She's not staying here. End of discussion. I don't care if I have to drag her out of here kicking and screaming," Harper said through clenched teeth.
"She's my daughter too," Carter finally said, not only admitting it to himself but to Abby who had no idea.
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"Carter here?" Susan asked when Abby opened the door.
"Upstairs." Susan nodded and walked past Abby. Normally she would have tried to talk to her friend, maybe find out a little background information to his afternoon, but she heard the depression in his voice and needed to see him.
She'd gotten the call as he shift was ending. When he sounded upset, it usually wasn't a good idea to wait. He was on the floor going sit-ups with a pair of headphones on. She set her bag down and lay down on the bed. His eyes were closed so she reached over and squeezed his knee, causing his eyes to dark open. He pulled off his headphones and laid back.
"Did you bring it?" he asked.
"Of course."
Abby stood at the bottom of the stairs and listened to their soft laughter and then intense conversation. She knew something more was going on between them than either of them was willing to admit. She only wished that they could be honest with her. After awhile she almost started getting sick to her stomach so she retreated to Andrew's room to crash for awhile.
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He was starved. He had barely started eating cold left over Chinese when he heard the door creak and a moment later Abby appeared rubbing her eyes. She stopped when she found Carter standing in the dark, with only a pair of low-rise sweats on.
"Hungry?" he asked. She shook her head. "Is there a reason why you came out?'
She chose not to answer him and walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of water. It was about time she had her chance to ignore him when he wanted to talk.
"Nice talking to you," he said as he tossed the empty carton and walked up the stairs to his abode. She was slightly shocked to hear whispers for a moment before the place fell silent again. This was the first time she remembered him ever having someone sleep over. She silently prayed it wasn't Susan, but knew that if he was honest about anything, it was his number of partners. She knew there had been more than one. He hated to be alone for too long. Maybe that's why he chose Susan, because she was convenient, she knew nothing was going to come of it all, and he trusted her with all his heart. What was so wrong with Abby?
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Author's Note: We're getting closer to the end. I'm trying to get more details out there about what's going on with him, but it's hard to find the right places. Everything will be revealed in the end. Please continue to R&R
Apprehension: The Beginning of the End?
~*~*~*~*~*~
"So, do you roam the streets for women?" Harper asked.
"You know I don't, so don't even start to put the wrong ideas into Abby's head," Carter said.
"John Carter, you're already putting ideas into her head. I can see it in her eyes. She's believing everything you say and hanging on your every word."
"Harper, whatever Abby wants to believe is her choice. She knows me well enough to know that I don't just sleep around."
"How many women have you slept with?"
"What kind of question is that?" he asked.
"A good one. Are you promiscuous?" Harper asked.
"What's that mean?" a small voice asked which in return caused the three adults in the room to turn to the door where Avery was standing with Gillian.
"It doesn't mean anything. Hey baby," Harper said as she hugged her daughter.
"Hi mom," Avery said pulling away and going straight towards the couch.
"Don't get too comfortable. We have a plane to catch," Harper called.
"I don't want to go. I want to stay here," Avery argued standing up on the couch.
"Dr. Carter has a lot of work to do. He doesn't have time for you," Harper tried to explain.
"Wait a second, I have all the time in the world. You're the one who argued about even coming here. Do not go putting ideas into her head," Carter said. "You've already done enough damage." Gillian slowly closed the door and walked in-between Carter and Abby and over to the couch to try and entertain the girl so she wouldn't hear them fighting.
"You've never had time for anything except your work. You never sleep, you never eat, you drink too much, you sleep with numerous women, you are not a role model for my daughter," Harper told him. Abby just stood back and watched. At this point, she couldn't help but believe this new woman.
"You don't live here. You don't know. I drink when I have no where to be. I eat when I'm hungry and I sleep when I'm tired. Most importantly, I do not sleep with numerous women. Since I broke up with Abby, over a year ago, I have only slept with one woman. I'm a faithful man, unlike some people I know," he said, his comment directed at Harper, completely oblivious to Abby, who took the statement a little much to heart.
"Which proves that you can't handle a solid relationship."
"Why are we arguing about this? You know you're never going to win because you don't know what you're talking about."
"She's not staying here. End of discussion. I don't care if I have to drag her out of here kicking and screaming," Harper said through clenched teeth.
"She's my daughter too," Carter finally said, not only admitting it to himself but to Abby who had no idea.
~*~*~*~*~*~
"Carter here?" Susan asked when Abby opened the door.
"Upstairs." Susan nodded and walked past Abby. Normally she would have tried to talk to her friend, maybe find out a little background information to his afternoon, but she heard the depression in his voice and needed to see him.
She'd gotten the call as he shift was ending. When he sounded upset, it usually wasn't a good idea to wait. He was on the floor going sit-ups with a pair of headphones on. She set her bag down and lay down on the bed. His eyes were closed so she reached over and squeezed his knee, causing his eyes to dark open. He pulled off his headphones and laid back.
"Did you bring it?" he asked.
"Of course."
Abby stood at the bottom of the stairs and listened to their soft laughter and then intense conversation. She knew something more was going on between them than either of them was willing to admit. She only wished that they could be honest with her. After awhile she almost started getting sick to her stomach so she retreated to Andrew's room to crash for awhile.
~*~*~*~*~*~
He was starved. He had barely started eating cold left over Chinese when he heard the door creak and a moment later Abby appeared rubbing her eyes. She stopped when she found Carter standing in the dark, with only a pair of low-rise sweats on.
"Hungry?" he asked. She shook her head. "Is there a reason why you came out?'
She chose not to answer him and walked to the fridge and took out a bottle of water. It was about time she had her chance to ignore him when he wanted to talk.
"Nice talking to you," he said as he tossed the empty carton and walked up the stairs to his abode. She was slightly shocked to hear whispers for a moment before the place fell silent again. This was the first time she remembered him ever having someone sleep over. She silently prayed it wasn't Susan, but knew that if he was honest about anything, it was his number of partners. She knew there had been more than one. He hated to be alone for too long. Maybe that's why he chose Susan, because she was convenient, she knew nothing was going to come of it all, and he trusted her with all his heart. What was so wrong with Abby?
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Author's Note: We're getting closer to the end. I'm trying to get more details out there about what's going on with him, but it's hard to find the right places. Everything will be revealed in the end. Please continue to R&R
