After I can't even remember how many Gilmore Girls episodes. We finally decide to call it a night. I flip off the tv and slowly make my way up to my bedroom. I kept yawning, the idea of driving all the way home tomorrow didn't sound like fun. I crawl under my covers and quickly fall sound asleep.
Tink. Tink. Tink. I stir in my bed, did Scarlet not fully turn the facet off? Tink. Tink. The little noise slowly gets louder. I then realize it isn't coming from my bathroom. It's coming from my window.
"Caroline!" A voice shouts from outside. Still half asleep I stumble over to my window and peer outside, then I groan. Chad. He's here. At, I look at my phone, 3 in the morning. I turn back around completely content with just going back to sleep and ignoring him completely. Maybe soon he'll get the message.
The few more pebbles hit my window, then a thud is heard. Apparently he's moved on to bigger rocks now. "Caroline!" He shouts again. I groan. Now I'm pissed, he's interrupted my sleep, and he's probably only here cause he thinks I'll let him into my bed. Well, he's got another thing coming. How dare he show up here especially after how he treated me earlier.
I storm down the hallway, down the stairs and outside. Chad is still throwing rocks at my window and half shouting
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my name into the night. I walk over to him and push him hard in the chest. "Whoa. Caroline. I didn't even hear you come outside." Chad whispers. Apparently me showing him wasn't getting my point across. "Go home Chad." I tell him. He smiles and reaches his hand out trying to grab mine. I tank my hand back. "Chad. Go home." I say again the wind is whipping my hair around. I take a deep breath. I need to get my temper under control. Chad stumbles a bit, and I get a whiff of him. "Dear god Chad. What did you do drink an entire liquor store?" I ask He laughs, "Caroline. You.. You don't.. You don't have a new boyfriend. Not really, right?" He ask his voice barely slurred. I never understood how he could sound so sober. "Yes Chad. I really honestly do. And I really like him, I'm not going to mess that up. And trust me he really likes me." I say my voice firm. I'm really holding my own right now, I'm not sure how much that counts since he's drunk and probably won't remember any of it. "Caroline.. you. No, you can't be over me. I'm, I'm your first love. I'm your first." Chad said taking a couple steps towards me. "That may be true that WE were each others firsts, but once you had me you went running off chasing any tail you could get.
You never understood what you had, you had me. And damn I'm a catch a great one! And Jacob, he gets me, he appreciates me! And you're wrong about one thing Chad, I may have slept with you but I never loved you." My words sound so much harsher once their out there. Hanging in the silence, we both stopped. No one breathed for a minute. Then, then Chad snapped. "You. You. Never? You never loved me?!" Chad screamed at me. He was pacing in front of me his hands in fists. I took a step back from him towards my front door, his arm snapped out quick as a bolt. His hand encircled my
wrist. "All that time, you told me you loved me. That, was a lie?" He asked. I yanked against his hold which did nothing except move him a little closer to me. The moon streamed light on his face and that's when I saw the tears pooling in his eyes. "Chad..." I said. My anger suddenly stopping, I couldn't deny the fact that even if I didn't love him I still didn't want him hurting. I never thought he would have cared if I loved him. "You, you were the one Caroline. You were going to save me. Maybe not right now or next year but eventually you were going to be the one who would change me into the man I'm supposed to be. You were supposed to save me." Chad whispered. The breath rushed out of me, "Chad, that's not how relationships work. I can't change you, I cannot save you. The only person who can save you, the only one who can change you is you." I wiped a stray tear from his face. "Face it, me and you together? We didn't work. We wanted different things, we still do. But eventually one day a girl will come into your life and you will give up all these games that you play. Cause you'll fear losing her. Face it Chad, you didn't fear losing me. You put yourself above our relationship. And that's why we couldn't and never will be able to work." I explained. Chad looked at me, "Never? Not even in the future, if I changed and bettered myself." I signed, "No Chad. I'm with Jacob now. And besides trust is one of the main foundations to a relationship. You broke that foundation long ago. It just took it awhile for the whole thing to collapse. There's no rebuilding on a cracked foundation. I'm sorry." He took a deep breath and nodded his head. "How many drinks did you have tonight?" I asked, he shrugged. I groaned. "Come on. I'm not going to be the asshole responsible for you killing yourself or someone else cause you're too intoxicated to drive." I pulled Chad by the hand into the house. Luckily the giant pillow bed was still intact from earlier. "Here. You can sleep here tonight. But just a warning me and Scarlet are heading out super early tomorrow, so you have to leave when we do." I told him, he wouldn't let go of my wrist. I silently pulled my wrist out of his grasp and then turned to go back up to my room. Chad caught my hand and pulled me back to him I thudded into his chest. He bent down his lips puckered. "Chad!" I yelled and I ducked out of his embrace. "No! Bad! That is not what is happening. God, you're such an ass. Got to bed!" I yelled then stalked up the stairs. Anger vibrating through me. I got to my room and heard a giant clap of thunder. "Shit." I said, I threw myself down on my bed and started concentrating on my breathing. Calming myself down. "Caroline!" Someone shook my shoulder, I groaned and rolled over. "Caroline! Get up! We over slept if we don't hurry we're going to be late getting home!" Scarlet said. I jumped up. "Shit!" I mumbled and ran into my closet to change. I ran into the hallway at the same time Scarlet emerged from her room. We both had our bags and we were running towards the stairs. We got down them and then I started running toward the kitchen, making sure everything was turned off. "Caroline?" Scarlet said she had a weird time in her voice. "What?" I yelled from the dinning room. "Could you come here for a second?" She called back. Annoyed I ran into the living room, "What is so important?" I asked, she just simply pointed down at the floor, where Chad laid passed out. "What's he doing here?" She asked her tone painting a million accusations. I sighed, "He came here in the middle of the night last night completely drunk." I started, Scarlet interrupted me. "Caroline! How could you do that to Jacob?" She ran her hands through her hair. "Do what? I didn't sleep with him! Jeez! He was drunk what was I supposed to do? Make him drive home and kill some innocent family?" I asked a little annoyed she would think I would do that.
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Like so many innocent, selfless girls, untouched by the world, I forgave him. The pain dispersing through my body reminded me that I was strong and all I needed to do was heal. I would cry without tears at first, the sadness inside me so intense, that the hollowness in my heart would weigh me down. My heart’s deep hollowness was so immense, that the loudest shrie...
...g that smile. Is he going to leave now? I stop kicking the floor and sit up, watching him. But instead of walking over to the door, he stands up and walks towards the piano. I stand up and follow him anxiously, almost certain he knew my secret.
...e in silence. But now he had this huge grin on his face. “that’s what you were crying about?” he finally said. “Oh, I knew you wouldn’t understand.” I crossed my arms and pouted. I sat there and watched his lips move as he said “No, I understand, I just thought that she should be the one that cries for over ten minutes. But hey, it’s your life.” I turned away and looked at the ground for a few moments. “hey, I’m hungry, do you want to go grab a bite to eat?” I had decided to drop the topic, and forget about it, but it didn’t seem that I would get away with it that easily. “Fine,” he replied “but we’re not done talking about this. In fact, I think we should talk about this over lunch.” “Awwww, your so annoying!” I shouted as I punched him in the arm. I stood up, and once again offered my hand, and this time he took it. I guess my life wasn’t such a big mess after all.
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