Chasing Raven

"You should have used the door"They say you fall in love a thousand times before you find your true love, you only get 1true love they say. Love is common but true love, that's rare. I always wonder why the hell I have never been in love in my entire life of 17 years. Maybe that's funny. "Carmella!", The name shook the house as if it was an earthquake. I pulled down my ear set in frustration and all my thoughts died down as the frustration washed through my face. Like seriously what is it now? "Carmella!", She didn't fail to call louder. You would expect a woman like my mum to learn by now that noise was also irritation. Maybe she'll stop calling along at the third time. "Carmiella!", louder than the second time. Gosh! What is wrong with this woman. "Mom!", I screamed back still sitting on the bed trying not to move an inch from the bed. "Get your ass in this kitchen now!", she finally yelled and soun

I"party pooper" Carmella's POV"Carmiella!", The familiar voice rang in my ear as water poured down my face. Can't I have a shower in peace? "Carmiella!, It rang again, I grabbed my soap and rubbed my hand starting my soaping again for the third time. "Carmiella!", It came again with a furious knock on the door. "Mom I'm in the shower", I yelled not caring and soaping delicately. "Bryan is waiting!" Get your brown ass out of there now!", She yelled and that rang in my ear more. Shit we share the same bathrooms, shorter baths. I dropped my soap and immediately started rinsing my body. "I'll be out in a minute, sorry", I called out still trying to finish up fast. I got out of the shower and went to the door to unlock. I opened it and saw him leaning at the side of the door. He loosely tied a white towel on his

"She's a breath of fresh air"Bryan's POVShe continued to sob but it reduced the closer she leaned more into me. All I could do was hold her I couldn't do anything more than that. Why was she crying so long and hard, for someone she didn't know. She didn't know why a cut to my wrist was necessary, she didn't know what I had to do to fight my demons. My demons were my pain, my never ending pain. Yet she cried like she felt them. "I'm so sorry", she said with what I hoped were her final sobs, trying to pull out of my arms. "I'm so fucking sorry", she said her voice tinier than before. She took both palms to her eyes in attempt to get rid of the leftover tear. "I don't know why the hell I'm crying", she said finally, still avoiding my gaze. As confused as I was at her crying, I couldn't wrap my brain around the fact that I could hug her. I pu