2 weeks later
Brad finally finished the house with Blake, Luke, Tim and Keith's help. Carrie was still designing everything like furniture, colors, kitchen things, and bunches of other things for their house. They were still staying at Miranda and Blake's though. Brad would be leaving in a month for tour even though he really didn't want to leave Carrie by herself with the boys. He knew she would be just fine with them, because she's their mother but he loved her and the boys so much, he just didn't want to leave. It was 8 months without them, how could he not want to stay home.
Carrie POV
"Brad which color should the granite counters be?" I asked him as he was sitting on the couch and I was in the kitchen. "Carrie, I do not care, as long as your happy" he said. "I know but I can't decide, please come help me" I said. He got up and walked into the kitchen. He sat down next to me at the table and looked at the samples. "That one" he said pointing to the sample called 'peanut butter'. "Okay and the darker cabinets?" I said holding the cabinet sample next to the counter top sample. "Yes Carrie" he said. I know he hates when I ask him. But I just couldn't decide. "You love me right?" I asked as I looked at him. He looked at me. "Of course I love you. Why, do not think I do?" He asked worried. "No, I know you do but" I started to say. "But this is our house and I need your help deciding" I said as I took his hand. "Alright but can we do this in alittle?" He asked. "Fine" I said as I stood up and walked upstairs. I could tell he was following me. I walked in our room and quickly shut the door then locked it so he couldn't get in. I laid on the bed and pulled the covers over myself. He started banging on the door, not hard but just enough so I could hear. "Carrie, let me in" he said. I just ignored him. "Carrie please?" he said again. Then I heard him open the door then close it behind himself. He came and sat next to me on the bed. He laid his hand on my back. "Carrie" he whispered. "I love you" he said while I started closing my eyes.
Brad POV
I noticed Carrie falling asleep. I didn't want to wake her. She looked so peaceful. I laid down next to her and closed my eyes. Then the boys came in and started jumping on the bed. "Stop" I told them. They both noticed Carrie sleeping. "Brad" I heard Carrie say as I felt her hand on my arm. I looked back at her and she sat up. "Your leaving tomorrow" she said as I saw a tears run down her face. I wiped it away and pulled her in. She laid her head on my chest and held my free hand while I had my other arm around her. "I'm scared" she whispered. I looked at the boys. "Why don't you guys go in your room or downstairs with Uncle Blake and Aunt Ran" I told them while still holding Carrie. They left. I looked back at Carrie. "why" I asked. "Brad, I'm scared. I'm scared he's going to hurt me again" she said through her tears.
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