"What are you doing?"
This is it, she has to make a decision. It's either flight or help. Her hands are shaking, her heart beating fast, the sound of Cara in pain is not helping her think.
Why can't she actually walk away?
Growing up, people around Liza were scared of her and what she is capable of, including her mum who since Liza was a kid noticed that she didn't have an innocent mind as most kids do. She became more scared of her when Liza, after an argument with her mum, burnt down the house with her in it.
Luckily her mum survived but her mum's assistant suffered burns. She didn't get punished for her actions, Charlie paid for the damages as he always does.
"Hey, long day?" Cara looks up at Xander as he walks into the sitting room."Yeah," He drops his briefcase on the couch across hers and then walks up to her. "But it's better now." He mutters as he brings her chin up with two fingers before placing a kiss on her lips.Cara smiles. He puts his hand on her baby bump."How are you two doing in there?" He whispers putting his head down to her bump."Wanna talk about your day?" Cara asks.
16 YEARS LATER.ALEXANDER'S POINT OF VIEW."Put me down," She chuckled as she wiggled her legs.I opened the door of our room, taking my wife inside, and closing the door behind us using my leg."Alexander." She whined, I took a little spin which made her giggle.Almost immediately, I felt my back snap stopping me from spinning. It's a sharp pain that pushes through my entire body."Are you okay?" She looked up at me worried, almost as if she heard it snap."Yeah." I lied through the back pain. I slowly put her down trying to prevent myself from falling.With this annoying back pain, my doctors say I should refrain from
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WE HAVE AN INTERACTIVE COMMENT SECTION, JOIN IN IF YOU DARE😈 ~~~~ There she is, Cara Green,sitting calm, waiting. Anyone who knows Cara will know she is never calm, but her present predicament calls for it. She is sitting comfortably on a leather chair which should already have her butt frame sculpted on it given the fact it is her go-to chair when visiting. Cara knows the most comfortable posture: Her legs spread out, her back pressed on the chair in a way that gives her backaches when she stands up, her left hand resting on the arm of the seat, and her right hand resting on her lips. Her teeth chewing down on her fixed black nails as she adjusts on the chair a couple of times.
Realizing how bad she has screwed things up, Cara decides to make a run for it, run away from the pissed man approaching her and forget the money she is initially here for. Before she can, Alex carries her up in the air and drops her on his shoulders ignoring her protest and the constant blows she gives to his lower back. He doesn't know who the fuck the psycho is or who sent her but this is the wrong time to mess with him."Let me down," Cara yells as she is being carried past the crowd into the company. Cara is still screaming and kicking until the door closes."Hands off the merchandise, pervert," she shoves his arms off her butt, as he lets her down. Cara takes two-step back.You know when the adrenaline kicks in and you feel you can do whatever, like tell that guy you love him, ki
Palms sweaty, feet tapping on the wooden floor slowly, making squeaking noises, heart racing, thoughts wandering but above all these traits of nervousness, Cara's heart is in the right place. She stood in front of Jim's door with her right fist curved into a ball as she considers knocking. She wishes someone can come and save her from all of this but then Cara doesn't believe in the knight and shining amour bullshit. She realized all clichés are a joke after she lost her virginity to Jax at the back of his car at a camping trip in high school, only for him to tell all his crew about it and soon everyone in Redwood Prep started talking about it. Plus, Cara's forever knight and shining armor, Martin Green, is dead. Upon all the bad break up's Cara has been through, she still believes in love but not fairy tales, she believes in the love
Cara is used to crazy, after all, she is crazy and her dreams are crazy. Cara once dreamt of being a pilot, quite ironic considering the fact she hates heights. Crazy talks and crazy words are no surprise to her but this bomb dropped on her is beyond bonkers. "Wait let me get this straight, you want me to get fat?" Cara does not know if she should be offended or threatened. Was this his grand plan to make her pay for the scene she caused? It's nuts. "Pregnant, so yeah," Alex wonders why it took time for him to say those words, it sounds about right to him, there was no need for fancy words. Besides, there is a 90% chance she won't understand his fancy words if he said it.
Faint knocks grow louder at each passing second Cara refuses to wake up. Cara throws her blanket over her face, groaning as her sleep-induced state slowly fades. She mutters a few unladylike words before sitting up, pushing her blanket away from her body. She slowly opens her eyes adjusting to the lightening of the small room. Cara and Cassie rented this apartment 2 years ago, not big but affordable. The house is always clean so you may not be quick to notice the old furniture that they use.Cara groans loudly when the knocks increase, she places her feet on the cold marble floor, getting accustomed to its coldness before standing up.She wonders who is at the door, everyone that she knows, know that you are waging a war when you wake Cara up. Cassie wakes up b