Sweet Misery-Ch.2
Abby walked down the dark street with her hands in her pockets. She could have had her eyes closed and still have known where to go. Carter's house used to feel like hers. She knew every square foot of it, just like she knew his body. She shivered. Should she really be doing this?
"Yes." She found herself saying.
"You have to."
She swung open Carter's iron gate, jogged up the steps, took a deep breath, and rung the doorbell. Abby waited nervously, jumping from foot to foot. The door eased open. And there he was.
"Kem?" Carter asked, as his eyes began to adjust to the bright lights.
"No, It's Abby."
Abby saw his handsome face, but something was different. His eyes were red, his hair messed up, and his cheeks were wet.
"Abby?" he repeated.
"Yea. Maybe I should come another time."
"No, I need someone to talk to anyway."
Although Abby didn't want to, she saw the urgency in her friend's face, and stepped into his apartment.
~
"Coffee?" Carter asked.
"No. Thanks though. Carter, what's going on?"
He sat down on the couch next to her.
He sighed. "Kem."
Abby breathed in a suck of air. This was what she had to talk about? Dammit, she thought to herself.
"What's going on with Kem?"
"She left."
"Kem left?"
"Yeah. It uh, wasn't my baby."
Abby's face softened. "What?" she asked in surprise.
"It was her ex's. She just used me to see how we practiced medicine here."
"Oh. My. God." Abby found herself saying. This was what she had dreamed of happening, but now, she felt horrible.
"Abby?" Carter's voice asked.
"Yes?"
"I've missed you."
"Oh, Carter, I have too, we haven't have time to talk-
"No, Abby I miss you." He said, as he placed his hand on her thigh.
"John." Abby found herself saying. Isn't this what she wanted to happen? Yes, it was, but Carter was obviously too upset to really want her, he just needed someone. She couldn't.
Carter leaned in to kiss her, but she didn't stop him.
~
The alarm clock beeped. Abby turned over, reaching to turn it off on her wicker bedside table. There was no side table. Where the hell was she? She opened her eyes and gasped. She was in a bed, with Carter.
"Good Morning." Carter said.
"Hey. So..."
"Abby," Carter said as he sat up. "When we went out, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. Then I left for the Congo, and... Abby I love you." Carter said, as he took her hand.
Abby grinned. "I love you too." She moved closer to him, and he embraced her. She felt safe.
~
Abby was walking down the street, coming home from Carter's to get ready for work.
"Hey Abbs." Luka said.
Oh fuck; she thought to herself, I'm still with Luka.
"Luka!!" She yelped.
"Yes..."
"We uh, need to talk."
"Luka, we had a great time, but someone came back to me."
"Carter?" Luka asked hesitantly.
"Yeah."
"Oh, great." Luka said sarcastically. "Well, Abby, I hope you are happy. Why don't you get Carter to help you when there's a problem."
"Fine." She said defiantly. "I will get Carter."
Luka drew a scalpel out of his pocket.
"Luka...?" Abby whispered.
"Tell me you love me! If I can't have you, no one can!"
"No." Abby whispered.
Luka grimaced, and then drew the knife over his shoulder, stabbng her repeatedly.
She felt the blood trickle down her stomach, and then her world went black.
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A/N-Sorry this is such a Lucy plot, but I think it will be interesting... Please read and review.
Abby walked down the dark street with her hands in her pockets. She could have had her eyes closed and still have known where to go. Carter's house used to feel like hers. She knew every square foot of it, just like she knew his body. She shivered. Should she really be doing this?
"Yes." She found herself saying.
"You have to."
She swung open Carter's iron gate, jogged up the steps, took a deep breath, and rung the doorbell. Abby waited nervously, jumping from foot to foot. The door eased open. And there he was.
"Kem?" Carter asked, as his eyes began to adjust to the bright lights.
"No, It's Abby."
Abby saw his handsome face, but something was different. His eyes were red, his hair messed up, and his cheeks were wet.
"Abby?" he repeated.
"Yea. Maybe I should come another time."
"No, I need someone to talk to anyway."
Although Abby didn't want to, she saw the urgency in her friend's face, and stepped into his apartment.
~
"Coffee?" Carter asked.
"No. Thanks though. Carter, what's going on?"
He sat down on the couch next to her.
He sighed. "Kem."
Abby breathed in a suck of air. This was what she had to talk about? Dammit, she thought to herself.
"What's going on with Kem?"
"She left."
"Kem left?"
"Yeah. It uh, wasn't my baby."
Abby's face softened. "What?" she asked in surprise.
"It was her ex's. She just used me to see how we practiced medicine here."
"Oh. My. God." Abby found herself saying. This was what she had dreamed of happening, but now, she felt horrible.
"Abby?" Carter's voice asked.
"Yes?"
"I've missed you."
"Oh, Carter, I have too, we haven't have time to talk-
"No, Abby I miss you." He said, as he placed his hand on her thigh.
"John." Abby found herself saying. Isn't this what she wanted to happen? Yes, it was, but Carter was obviously too upset to really want her, he just needed someone. She couldn't.
Carter leaned in to kiss her, but she didn't stop him.
~
The alarm clock beeped. Abby turned over, reaching to turn it off on her wicker bedside table. There was no side table. Where the hell was she? She opened her eyes and gasped. She was in a bed, with Carter.
"Good Morning." Carter said.
"Hey. So..."
"Abby," Carter said as he sat up. "When we went out, it was the best thing that ever happened to me. Then I left for the Congo, and... Abby I love you." Carter said, as he took her hand.
Abby grinned. "I love you too." She moved closer to him, and he embraced her. She felt safe.
~
Abby was walking down the street, coming home from Carter's to get ready for work.
"Hey Abbs." Luka said.
Oh fuck; she thought to herself, I'm still with Luka.
"Luka!!" She yelped.
"Yes..."
"We uh, need to talk."
"Luka, we had a great time, but someone came back to me."
"Carter?" Luka asked hesitantly.
"Yeah."
"Oh, great." Luka said sarcastically. "Well, Abby, I hope you are happy. Why don't you get Carter to help you when there's a problem."
"Fine." She said defiantly. "I will get Carter."
Luka drew a scalpel out of his pocket.
"Luka...?" Abby whispered.
"Tell me you love me! If I can't have you, no one can!"
"No." Abby whispered.
Luka grimaced, and then drew the knife over his shoulder, stabbng her repeatedly.
She felt the blood trickle down her stomach, and then her world went black.
~
A/N-Sorry this is such a Lucy plot, but I think it will be interesting... Please read and review.