“You two were an inch apart and she kissed you… and you; you didn’t even hesitate to turn away… and she’s a Peabody! I thought you hated them…” She said correctly. She was right and I’m a complete fool. Suddenly I let go of my grip and both of our hands fall to their normal positions.

“I know; but she’s different…” I said wrongly; her faces changes.

 “How different?” She asked; but I didn’t know how to answer her.

“She’s just a friend… I care about her…” I said. She was rubbing her wrist; the physical pain I’ve caused to it.

“Yeah; I’m sure you do…” She said sarcastically; she looked up to me. We were talking with our eyes for a moment. I was saying “I’m sorry…” and she was saying “I hate you…” with her eyes. I looked at her wrists and the color there was the color of bruises would be.

“I’m sorry…” I said; I reached out to have a closer look but she pulled away. I have really hurt her.

She walked away from me and I turned to watch her go.

“Carmen…. I’m sorry; can you please let me explain…” I said; she didn’t give me a chance to.

She walked away; sulking and hurting. I didn’t know what else to do. I ran up to her and stopped her in the middle of the stairs. “Carmen!” I shouted.

I held onto her shoulders and got her pinned to the wall. I couldn’t let her go. I had to have her; I wanted to touch her.

“C’mon baby…” I said. With one hand caressing her cheeks. She looks away from my eyes; disgusted.

“Shane; you have me now… a girlfriend… act like it….” She said to me. She pushed me off and walked to her room. I couldn’t do anything after what she said; she was right.

I sat on the stairs; hands over my head. Thinking…. maybe I can’t do this.