mygirl08

    I stepped out onto the top step and shut the door behind me. Christian sat on the curb, head in hands. His body was trembling. I couldn't tell if he was cold, or crying, but I didn't really care. As I walked past him he looked up.
     "Carlee, please wait." Christian shouted as he walked along next to me. When I stopped and faced him I noticed his tear stained cheeks and red eyes.
     "What? Do you wanna explain? Sure you do, they always do have an explanation. Well go ahead explain." I said sarcastically waving my hands around.
     "Carlee I didn't.." Christian started saying when I cut him off.
     "You didn't know you were kissing her, you had amnesia? Or you were giving her mouth to mouth because she was choking? Hmmm, and now may I ask how did she get there?"
     "She was with one of Mark's friends who came over to see Mark. And..." He said trying to get everything out quickly before I cut him off again.
     "Yeah, OK. Well that makes everything all better, now that I understand, she was one of Mark's friends! Oh I am so glad you have cleared that all up." I blurted out and continued on my way.

                   ***                          ***                        ***

     As the sun set I found myself dragging a huge load of bags back to the house. I was struggling to make it across the street when suddenly a load was lifted from my arms. As I peeked around the other bags I saw who had come to my rescue. It was Christian. Although I never wanted to let him help me, I knew I was never gonna make it two more blocks without any help. I sped up my pace as he walked faster trying to keep up. I was expecting him to try and 'explain' again, but he remained silent the whole way back to the house. I walked up the steps and flung the door open. He stepped inside and placed my shopping bags onto the floor.
     "Thanks." I said turning my back on him and walking into the kitchen. I heard his footsteps behind me.
     "Um, I know you really don't want to talk...but, well..." Christian trailed off.
     "Hmmm?" I said scowling at him.
     "Nevermind, I guess I will be going." He said as I watched him walk out the door. I hated him so much for making me feel the way I did AGAIN, but I missed him. I missed the way he always made me laugh, and I missed his company. I shook the thought out of my mind and walked back into the front room. I took a seat at the computer and signed online. An all familiar box popped up onto the screen, "You've got mail!" The voice said. I clicked onto it. Two-hundred and eighty-three emails! All from Christian. Each of them sent an apology or a song lyric.
     "Whatcha doing?" Mark said walking in behind Ste.
     "Deleting some mail." I said.
     "We saw Christian outside..." Ste began but stopped when Mark nudged his shoulder.
     "And?" I questioned, although I really didn't care what they had to say.
     "He just really misses you, and he's sorry and he told me to tell you that he loves you." He blurted out quickly waiting for my reaction.
     "Carlee...You need to talk to him. He is beating himself up over this. And it's not like you are doing real well either. Just give him a chance." Mark said turning the computer chair around to make me face him. I looked back down at the ground, my eyes beginning to tear up.
     "Just think about it...sleep on it." He said pulling me out of the chair when I was enveloped in a hug by both guys. I hugged them and headed off to bed.