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CM Love: Chapter Six

Chapter 6:

                Finally home alone with nothing planned she picks up her cell phone, admiring the screensaver from Michael and hers second anniversary, giving a weak smile she sighs. “We were so happy then…” the words a low whisper to herself, she dials his number hoping to finally hear his voice again.

                “Hello?” He says with an attitude, startling Carson just a bit.

                “Hey, Love, what are ya’ up to?” she asks in a hopeful voice lying back on the couch, he makes like a growling noise on the other side.

                “Working, not that you care.” He says plainly taking the gloves off his hands, he signals to his phone at his boss that glances over, when he gives his nod of approval he walks out of the barn into the open field.

                “Why would you even say that? Of course I care, Michael, you are my world.” Rolling his eyes he lets out a low laugh, “What is wrong with you?” she snaps her insides starting to boil with anger.

                “I was your world, key word is was as in not anymore. You think I don’t know don’t you?” he snarls tightening his grip on the phone, Carson flies up on the couch now sitting up right.

                “That is ridiculous, you will always be my world! And know what?” she asks her voice rising with frustration she hasn’t talked with him in weeks and he had to ruin this moment by starting a fight. He bites his bottom lip trying to hold back his need to scream at her,

                “I know about you and that scrawny ass punk, what did you think I wouldn’t find out? You do realize he is technically a celebrity right, therefore nothing is a secret in his life.” He snaps punching the side of his truck he has given so many years of his life to this girl and she is just throwing it away for some tattooed asshole.

                “What are you talking about?” She laughs with relief knowing this was just a misunderstanding, once she explains Phil and her are just friend he will laugh too.

                “Are you laughing?” He yells into the phone, she giggles a little more “I have half a mind to just hang up on you right now and telling you don’t bother coming back from Chicago.” He adds making her smile vanish she cuts in quickly,

                “No, no, you don’t understand…babe this is a pointless fight, Phil and I am just friends and really that isn’t quite true. I met his sister when I first came here and she is like my best friend so yes I hang out with him but only sometimes.” She pauses waiting for him to reply she could hear is breathing faintly in the background, “Trust me.”

                “Then why were you at a restaurant in the picture, an intimate place at that?” he questions, she furrows her brow thinking back these past couple days trying to figure out where he means,

                “Ohh…” she finally says remembering. “That wasn’t a date, his sister was there with us but of course they don’t post those pictures. I went thinking it was only going to be Sel and I, I can’t help her and Phil are like best friends.”

                He leans back on his truck taking in her words, “I believe it wasn’t a date, but if you are telling me you don’t have feelings for that kid, you are a liar. Anyone who looks at the picture I saw, can tell by the way you are staring up at him there is something there, Carson.” Her jaw drops at his bluntness, how dare him accuse her of loving someone else.