#Summer

Chapter 7: Sunday Funday... Even When It's Really A Monday. A Stupid Monday

Chapter 7: Sunday Funday... Even When It's Really A Monday. A Stupid

Monday

Carina Matthews

I trudge out of the bathroom eighteenth time this morning, groaning in pain. I plop back onto my chocolate wrapper filled bed and rub my head.

Periods suck.

Like seriously, they do. Why does all this blood come every month? I mean it would've been easier if it came out the other end, there would be less pain involved yet when you think about it, it would be weird. At random times everyday I would be spewing out blood out of my mouth like I had an untreated root canal. So... Never mind the "reverse period" idea then.

"I got you more chocolate." mutters Decker before sitting next to me.

"Thanks." I say before grabbing it from his hands.

His deep brown eyes watch my face intently as I shove half the pure goodness called chocolate down my throat. I let out a soft moan of pleasure and stare at the famous Hershey sign on the wrapper.

"How can something so brown taste so good?"

"Excuse me?" Decker asks.

"Sorry don't mind my comments, it's the affect of my period."

"Okay.." he remarks before staring at me again.

Well this is awkward..

"So," I start while breaking the chocolate squares in half. "Do you want to talk?"

"About?"

"My outburst and the.. Stuff I said."

"Oh."

"I'm sorry about that, I didn't mean it.. Any of it. I said it because I was feeling really upset and confused-"

"Why?"

"Because I-"

"Because what?"

"I saw Mark.. kissing Phoebe."

Decker's eyes widen and stares at me like I've grown six heads.

"That's it?" he asks.

"Well.. Yeah."

"Seriously."

I nod cautiously and Decker shakes his head while chuckling.

"Oh Carina... You've been depressed and angry for three weeks just because you saw Mark kiss Phoebe? Oh little Carina has a lot to learn." He states while patting my head.

Decker soon gets up and leaves him walks outside, still laughing. I quickly follow him, not caring that I completely barefoot to the park where all the counselors are hanging out. Mark has his arm slung around Phoebe's waist, smiling at her.

And Mark asked me out because?

Decker walks up to Mark and knocks him straight in the face. The famous "Oh My Gosh" phrase slips from everyone's mouths (including mine) as Mark's body falls to the ground. I watch Mark groan in pain before Decker pulls me off to the side.

"What the hell Decker!" I yell.

"Don't 'what the hell' me Carina! You have been upset for weeks about this! He hurt you, and no one has the right to do that." Decker complains while cupping my cheek. "I'm not gonna stand here and watch your heart break."

Decker's brown eyes bore into mine as he holds me closely.

"Why do you keep choosing guys like this Car? Why? You fall in love with them but you're the one that always gets hurt." he whispers. "What made you choose Mark?"

"I don't know."

"You don't know? What do you mean you don't know? Carina-"

"Look Decker, I don't need to be lectured by you right now okay? I don't know why I always get hurt. Maybe because I'm so caught up in finding the right guy, I can't figure out who loves me. I'm confused and I guess I just settle."

"Do you really feel that way?"

"Yes." I mumble before looking down. "I just feel... Broken."

Decker's hands slip under my chin and makes me look at him.

"Well I'll tell you two things right now Car. One, you are not broken. Not while I'm around you're not. And two, I... will always love you."

The next thing I feel is Decker's lips on mine. But instead of following my first instinct by pushing him away, I melt under his touch and kiss back....

Until reality slaps me across the face.

I soon disconnect Decker's lips from mine and stare at him in shock.

"Whoa."

"Oh my gosh.. I'm so sorry Carina. I-"

"It's okay... I surprisingly... don't want to throw up."

Decker chuckles at me and runs a hand through his already

"So um.. I'll see you around then.. Thanks for the talk and... punching Mark." I mumble before rushing off to my cabin.