The First Attempt.
When I was begging everyone to bring Sam back yesterday, I didn't think I'd be this nervous. I'm getting what I wanted. What I still want, in spite of the fact that my nerves are hating me right now. I'm sure that this is the right thing to do, but doing it is
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Go to hell Carly, whatever it is I don't freakin' wanna hear it.
Like I don't have a handle on where my life is going. Bullshit. Like I ever didn't want her to stay apart of my life. She never gets how much she means to me. It's the fucking dumbest thing in the world, and I'll never get it.
I went down the stairs, concentrating too much on not melting my keys to stop the trashcans outside from blowing up in the alleyway. Oops. Oh well, not my freakin' problem right now. Right now, I'm going to drive, probably spend the night over Madsen's, and then deal with my clueless girlfriend's crap all over again.
I got in the car, and was backing out when I heard the door open and looked over to see her getting in. What the hell...
"Don't do this! You don't want to go anywhere."
"I really do. Could you get the hell out of the car?"
"Stop the car. We'll go back inside and talk about it.""Because talking got us really far, right?" I heard another trashcan explode, and tried to calm down. "Damn it Carly, get the hell out of the ( ... )
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"No, I can't do that."
God damnit, this wasn't supposed to happen this way. I was supposed to make sure that we didn't fight, not show up five minutes too late and add to his anger. I wasn't prepared for this. Sam's so mad at me...if there's a way to get him to calm down, I don't know what it is.
"Because talking got us really far, right?"
"That was all my fault, Sam."
No more explosions. I have to calm him down so that Sam doesn't blow up his car with both of us in it. Going down Romeo and Juliet style is not what I had in mind when I pitched the spell idea to everyone.
Besides, it would make Madsen right. ...Why am I thinking of these things now?
"Damn it Carly, get the hell out of the car and leave me alone. I don't want to do this right now.""No way in hell. If you drive off like this, you're going to get yourself killed ( ... )
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I can drive freakin' perfectly fine, thanks. I want her out of the car, I don't trust myself to keep my temper in check with her in here, and I don't want either of us getting hurt. She knows I need room to breathe after she's pissed me off enough, and she's pushing it.
God damn her, she needs to get the hell away from me for two minutes. I love her, I've always loved her, and I'm not going to stop loving her, but I don't want to be near her right now. Not with the God damn way she just talked to me upstairs.
"You're not going anywhere without me. What I said in there was wrong, I know it."Wonderful, she knows it. She's civil and abso-freakin'-lutely calm now, and I'm not. Give it ten minutes if I try to talk to her, and she'll start a lot of bullshit and call me irrational, and then I swear I'll blow up the entire God damn house ( ... )
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I should be able to handle that. Maybe I can make him swerve over when the time comes, if I haven't already slowed him down enough to stop the whole thing entirely. If the other car is still going at the same speed, then we could be fine. If something else happened by going back, I'll worry about it when there's something I can do to fix it.
"Alright then." I sighed, putting my seatbelt on and leaning over to touch his arm. Before I could make contact, flames came up from the arm rest.
"Don't. Touch me."
"I'm sorry."
I don't know what else there is to say. At least if I keep telling him the truth, maybe it'll get through eventually. I am sorry, for all of it. He wouldn't be so angry if I hadn't gotten him all worked up about the future. I hardly remember that conversation now, I just remember crossing one line after another and then getting that phonecall from Arianna.
"Last chance Carly. Get the hell out of the car.""No ( ... )
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What? Damn it not now... My head hurts... Crap, what happened?
"Sam, wake up!"
Carly...?
Oh damn it, that's right. Car accident. Can I move? I don't think I want to. My head is screaming, and I think I'm bleeding. Not just from there. But I need to do something. Come on Howell, lift your head up. Let her know you're still there.
"I hate to say I fucking told you so."
"Bitch at me later, alright?" I tried to move, but she was already going. Figures. She looks alright, but I can't tell yet. She's already trying to heal me, and I wish she'd worry about herself a little more.
"One down. How're you holding up?"
"I'm alright, I think..." I looked down, and realized there was something cutting into my stomach. Oh just perfect. And there she goes with the healing again.
"Carly--"
"I think you're okay now. I'm sorry I kept pushing you, but I knew this would happen. That's why I came back for you..."She came back for me? What the hell's she talking about? "What're you saying?" I tried to move again without getting cut a second ( ... )
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I tried to keep my eyes open. I could tell that Sam was scared so I knew I probably should, but it was taking a lot of work. Healing him must have taken a lot out of me. I need to close my eyes for a few minutes and regain some strength. Then I'll be happy to kick the dashboard away from my legs and get us out of here.
"Carly, stay with me."
Why is he so afraid? He's alright now. I fixed it, just like I said I would. I might be in need of some medical attention when we get out but...
"Carly, please..."
We're not going to get out.
"Sam, it's okay." The words hardly came out as a whisper, and I understood.
Instead of Sam dying this time, it's going to be me. A life for a life, or something like that.
It's a fair trade, and he's with me. I'm alright if he's with me.
I can't talk anymore, I don't think I can move, and all my eyes want to do is close. I think I'm going to let them. I got what I wanted, I can stop now.
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