La Mer PT 3

Ch 3

Carmen was doing great. Her therapy was going well and she was responding to the treatments we started a week ago. It was Friday and that meant I wouldn’t see her till Monday and as I walked out of the hospital I felt it. It was weird I was so in to her, but I just couldn’t…… and speaking of things I can’t do school was turning into one of them.

 I couldn’t concentrate on the work anymore. I was slacking, my grades where slipping and my scholarship was in the toilet. I was mulling dropping out. I never really wanted this anyway. But dad wouldn’t hear it. He’d give me that line about back in his day and blah, blah. I would tune him out.

It didn’t help that the more I saw of Carmen the harder I found it to leave her. She is so funny and charming and cool, and beautiful and sexy. She tried every day this week to get me to talk about myself and I wouldn’t do it. She didn’t let it faze her though. Maybe I could talk to her about school. Maybe she had some advice being an outside party and all.

I had plans to spend the weekend on the yacht with Blair but I really didn’t want to. So instead I packed a little lunch and hoped Carmen wouldn’t mind having lunch with me in her room. It was really unprofessional and I knew it…but I needed to see her. I was getting to use seeing her, being with her for every day this week sorta spoiled me. It was friendly. There is nothing that says we can’t be friends right?

So I knocked on her door and she yelled to come in. so I walk in and the smile that she gives me makes me feel like I made the right choice. I pull up the chair by the window and show her the food.

‘Oh my god you have no idea how happy I am right now.” She said.

“I just figured you don’t have anyone in Australia and neither do I so we might as well not be alone.”