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Caroline's stomach twisted and turned anxiously. She had somehow managed to avoid seeing Doug in the couple days she had been back. But she knew that it was only a matter of time until they ran into each other. They did live together didn't they? She signed and she poured herself a bowl of lucky charms. She was loafing around the house in sweats and this neat tank top that she had gotten while she was in Paris. She signed again, thinking about Paris. Even though she had been so incredibly home sick the whole entire time she was there, she longed ever so much to go back right now. She would practically do anything to just get away from this awful mess that she was now in. But she knew that she couldn't run away again, not this time. Because no matter how long she stayed away, unless she stayed away forever, the problem would just be there when she got back.

Why was this happening to her? Was this some kind of karmic pay back she was getting? If it was, she didn't really know what she had done to deserve it. Caroline Bradshaw had always tried to live her life in the best circumstances. She was always nice to people, even when they were horrible to her. She never fought or spoke ill of anyone. Maybe she had done something in a past life that had scared her straight, only it was too late and she was paying for it now. If this whole situation with Doug wasn't bad enough, her father was royally mad at her as well. She had accepted this last minute invitation to study abroad in Paris, and jumped on it like it was on fire. Not only because she wanted to get away from all her problems, Doug being the biggest one. But because the wedding of her father to the whore he had left her mother for, was probably one of the last things on earth she wanted to go to. She had been a mess before she went to Paris, she had been more depressed than she had ever been in her life, and she couldn't even tell people the whole truth as to why she was so upset.

Caroline played it off like it was all about her dads wedding, so well that people believed her. But how could she ever tell her friends that her and Doug had slept together before he went back to college and he had just left in the morning without even waking her up or saying goodbye. Even worse was that it broke her heart. She had always said she would never fall in love, she never wanted to give someone that much control over her feelings. But she had somehow managed to catch feelings for Doug, he had even told her that he loved her as well. Of course that was before he had left to go to college. She couldn't get over how cowardly she thought that was. Like he was running away from her, and the feelings that he had. Why hadn't he just stayed? She never understood why he went away to college.

There were so many questions that she had, so many questions that she wanted answers to. One primarily being why he had just left her without the morning after sleeping with her. He was suppose to be one of her best friends, and yet he had made her feel like a cheap whore. He might as well have left money on the pillow next to her for all she cared. Caroline shook her head, trying to push the thoughts out of her head. She didn't want to think about him. Coming home from Paris, before she had found out that for some reason he had come back from college and moved in to the spare room that was in her apartment that she shared with Tanner and Allie she had been so happy. She had felt refreshed, like se had gotten all the stress and anxiety out of her system. But now she was feeling like she did before she left and she hated that feeling.

As she plopped down on the couch, and turned on the TV, surfing through the channels trying to find something decent to watch to cute the boredom until either Allie or Tanner got home from classes she decided that she wasn't going to let this bother her. It wasn't like she was going to do anything, she hated confrontation and fighting. She knew that her and Doug at some point might end up arguing and she dreaded it. But until that time came, she wasn't going to dwell on this. She was going to try and go back to that happy Caroline, that she was feeling as she got off the plane when she got home. She wasn't going to let Doug ruin her mood, or her life. Plus she figured she wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of seeing her upset, knowing that what he did had affected her so deeply. She smiled as she came to the boomerang channel, which showed all the old cartoons that she had watched as a kid. This..was definitely going to improve her mood. And so she sat, and watched tv and ate her cereal hoping that some way, somehow she could be happy.

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A lot of things could be typically said about twenty year old Douglas Holmes – that he was loud, irresponsible, …the yearbook’s voted class clown of Pleasant Point’s high school graduates of ’09. But no one had ever accused him of being paranoid. Like, ever. And therefore, he felt as if he could honestly say with that particular emotion set aside that Caroline Aimee Bradshaw was actively avoiding the hell out of him. Not that he had been actively seeking her out since he had been back or had found out that she was returning from studying abroad in Paris, or any time that had elapsed between them not talking for that matter, but… just knowing that she had gone as far as to wake up at ungodly hours in the morning and went to bed insanely early, staying outside of the apartment that they shared with their two other best friends for as long as humanely possible was a bit… hurtful. And although he admittedly deserved to be ignored after the stunt he pulled the morning after they crossed the lines of being anything other than platonic, it still didn’t necessarily mean that he was a fan of the consequences.

Maybe if someone had given him forewarning that today would be the day that they’d finally have to not only face-off, but do it without Allie or Tanner as buffers, he would have wandered around for a few extra hours until they both returned home from school. But because life was not only unpredictable, but as of currently, wanting to give him a hell of a hard time, things didn’t turn out that way. Actually… it ended up being far from what he expected their official reunion to be like.

With his backpack draped over a single shoulder, he rummaged around in his pocket for his ring of keys before shifting through them all for the correct one. And as he twisted the unlocked doorknob and granted himself entry into his new home, it didn’t take that long after he stepped past the threshold for someone to… hear his presence. Because you see, he was wearing a pair of DJ headphones blaring some Top 40’s musical track from them. Oh, and let’s not forget… regardless of it being one o’clock in the afternoon and entirely too early for a trip to a local club, Doug had decided that karaoke was appropriate for any time of the day.

”Today, I swear I’m not doing anything! I just wanna lay in my bed… don’t feel like picking up my phone, so leave a message at the tone! Because today, I swear, I’m not doing anything. Nothing at- AAHH!”[/b] No, that wasn’t the lyrics to a remix or the actual chorus of the song… instead, it was Dougie’s initial reaction of nearly jumping out of his skin as he continued to loudly perform in the direction of the living room, only to see the familiar blond folded up on the couch. Yeah, the same blond… who had heard him impersonating Bruno Mars a few seconds ago; the same blond whom he assumed was not even close to being ecstatic about seeing him right now. What to do, what to do? Ooh, he knew! How about… he just try to smooth over all of their differences by drawing attention to their common interests?

Easing his Skullcandy headphones off of his ears and allowing them to rest around his neck, he rocked back and forth on the balls of his feet and evaded her gaze, opting to stare at the television screen as he stood alongside the arm of the sofa instead. “Hey… The Smurfs. Those… little blue bastards are awe-some.”[/b] Plus, they were always a great conversation starter, weren’t they?

A heartbeat of silence passed between them and Doug slowly lowered the strap of his backpack over his shoulder and down the length of his leather-encased muscled arm before finally settling it onto the carpeted floor. ”So…” More awkward, awkward silence. ”How’ve you been? I heard you went to… France. They have… croissants there, right?”[/b] So he’d rather discuss international food rather than the major developments that had occurred in their relationship, or the lack of one? Well… yeah, but that should have honestly surprised no one. One, he loved food. A lot. And secondly, he hated confrontation.

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Some time had elapsed between now and when Caroline had first sat down on the couch with her sugary delightful cereal. She laid, back propped up against a couple pillows, which were against the arm rest, her legs crossed in front of her, head turned towards the television watching her cartoons. She had gone though the Flintstones, the Jetsons, Yogi Bear, and was no one the smurfs, probably her least favorite show of all time. She had been content, her belly full. She placed her hands behind her head and she yawned, feeling as if maybe she could take a nap while she still had the chance to. Having the apartment to herself seemed like an odd blessing. It was far to quite for her liking, she much rather Tanner or Allison be home but she'd settle for being alone rather than having Doug there.

There mere fact that she hadn't thought about Doug one bit since she had sat down to eat her cereal and watch her cartoons felt like a blessing. She was tired of all her thoughts and engery being consumed by the thought of him. Thinking about him gave her a mix of emotions, anger, sadness, betrayal, murder... She had never been a violent person, in fact she tried to avoid it at all costs. But sometimes just looking at him made her made her want to grab the nearest sharp object and just stab him with it. She knew that she would never do it, but sometimes when she was forced into playing nice with him since they had both come back, she would just stare at him. Picturing herself repeatedly stabbing him, the slightest smirk of satisfaction across her lips. She didn't know if she had ever been caught, but it didn't much matter to her either.

Caroline huffed at the fact that she was thinking about him again. She groaned and pulled a pillow out from behind her back and placed it over her face. She then proceeded to scream loudly into it out of frustration. Why her? She didn't understand what she had done to deserve this. She tried to live a good life, she was kind to everyone she had ever met. She went to church, gave to charities when she could. Why was she being punished? Why had Doug come back here? Was it for her? There were so many questions that were buzzing through her head, she wasn't sure if she would get the answer to half of them. She moved the pillow from her face and let it lay on her stomach, her hands resting on top of it.

She closed her eyes and tried to drift off into sweet unconsciousness. But two seconds later she heard the door open, and she opened one eye, hoping to see Tanner or even Allie. But no, of course, fate hated her and it was Doug. She jumped slightly when she heard him singing loudly the lazy song by Bruno Mars. She glared at him, because he was singing one of her favorite songs, and now just for the pure fact that he was singing it she would be forced to hate it. Just another thing to add to the list of reasons to hate Douglas Holmes though that was definitely at the bottom. She rolled over on her side, turning back to him and curled up into the fetal position trying to focus on the Tv hoping that he wouldn't notice her. But of course he did. It gave her a little satisfaction that she had managed to scare him though.

Caroline wished he would just go away, but instead he seemed dead set on trying to have a conversation with her. And of all the things in the world he could have brought up, he had to bring up the smurfs. She rolled his eyes at the remark, and looked at the Tv instead of looking at him. "I heard their making a movie." She stated, not wanting him to go crying to Allie that she was ignoring him. But her tone wasn't her normally friendly bubbly one, it was one of I could care less. He then proceeded to ask her how she'd been. "I've been fine." She wasn't going to give him the satisfaction of making this easy on him, nor was she going to tell him how she had practically fallen to pieces after that stunt he had pulled. "Among other things.."

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She was dead-set on giving him entirely no slack… and he hated that. She knew how he was, how he hated being put in these compromising positions, especially one of this particular magnitude. But then he realized seconds later that if he hadn’t perhaps treated her as coldly as he had just a year ago, she would have probably felt more inclined to actually care about his feelings and dislikes. Yeah, go figure. Fuck-a-doodle-doo! This was absolutely nerve-wracking! Couldn’t she have at least told him that all was forgiven and that they could live their lives just as they normally had instead of leaving him in all of this… suspense? With all of these lingering questions that he was too much of a chicken shit to find the answer to?

”Yeah, a movie… that’s cool, Katy Perry’s hot.”[/b] Probably not what an angry ex wanted to hear… but was she an ex? Granted, they had had relations… but that didn’t necessarily equal a relationship. What if they’d exchanged their declarations of love for each other though? Did that count? He wasn’t sure. Was she sure? Was that why she was this upset with him? Because of all of the years that they’d known each other, Caroline hadn’t ever really been one to hold a grudge. She never had had the energy to dedicate to such a strong level of resentment for someone, except though maybe her father. Great. Now he was comparing himself to her dad? This couldn’t be good.

Though if you asked him, this was all Tanner’s fucking fault. Yes, Tanner’s… each and every goddamned time, he was the one to blame. Because you see, if it hadn’t been for him being all moon-eyed over Caroline as usual and during the entire night of prom (especially since she’d been his date), then Douglas wouldn’t have felt compelled to kiss her once he’d walked her home and up to her doorstep. He wouldn’t have gotten loose at the lips, saying those fateful three words that neither one of them would be soon to forget. And at the Christmas party a few month after that, if she hadn’t have been drunkenly flirting with the other brunette male instead of himself, he wouldn’t have gotten jealous. He wouldn’t have intervened between their dance and whisked her away, eventually sleeping with her at the night’s end. But he had.

And it was because… because he was competitive. And if he would have let nature had run its course instead of keeping his feelings at bay, he would have lost Caroline as a possible love interest. He would have lost Tanner as a best friend, due to his own bitterness and pettiness. And with him being such a sore loser, that would have been two upsets too many. But then again, because he had chosen to act on his emotions and impulses rather than to simply keep on ignoring them, what had he exactly gained instead? Oh, right. Nothing but a recovering knee injury, a pissed off Caroline, and some shitty Smurfs broadcast.

”I’ve been fine, thanks for asking…” Now wasn’t the best time for his sarcasm, was it? Oh hell, it’s not like it was purposely done… he was an ass hole by nature, not by choice. ”Not that you asked… actually, you’ve made it crystal clear without a saying a word that you could care less about how I’m doing. Which is… pretty spiteful, but totally expected.”[/b] Clearing his throat, Doug finally looked over at her. ”Care, we’re living in the same house… how long can you hate me without Tanner or Allie finding it suspicious?”[/b] If they didn’t find the fact that the two had yet to playfully participate in a tickle war, have an all-out food fight, or find any other excuse to touch each other a bit fishy anyhow. ”Can’t we just… forget about this?”[/b]

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Caroline Bradshaw's friends had seen her go through a lot of emotions, but Anger, pure hatred had never been one of them. She usually tried to not take things all that seriously to avoid confrontation and hurt feelings. So for her to be feeling this emotion, on this level was a pretty serious ordeal. Of course Care knew how he felt about situations like this, the same way she did. He hated them, but the problem was Caroline Bradshaw didn't really care how he felt right now, just like he hadn't cared the night he had slept with her and left her in the morning without a single word. And if he had cared, he had a very funny way of letting her know that he did. She would accept nothing less than an apology and an explanation, which she wasn't sure if she was going to get either. But he could expect this cold shoulder until she got what she wanted.

She rolled her eyes when he made the comment about Katy Perry. She really didn't want to hear that nor care about it. Though she had to admit that he was right, Katy Perry was hot. Though right now she'd never give him the satisfaction of knowing that she actually agreed with him. There was a long pause of awkward silence between them. Caroline refused to be the one to break it, she wasn't in the wrong. She had ample justified reasons to be mad at him, there was no way that he could wiggle out of that. She had just cause, and all she really needed was for him to apologize to her, and explain why he did the what he did and she would have ended this cold front. But instead she felt like he was steady acting like he did nothing wrong. Which only managed to fuel her anger and hatred towards him even more.

His sarcasm didn't help his case, all it managed to do was take her right from make the anger start to bubble up inside her. Caroline was starting to feel like a volcano that was about to erupt. Douglas Holmes was on the fast track to seeing a side of Caroline Bradshaw he had never seen before. When he said she was acting spiteful something inside her snapped, and she jumped to her feet as he finished what he was saying, and founded around him. The most angered expression on her face that she had ever, she felt like she was expediting split personalities, and Caroline wasn't there right now. She didn't feel like herself, but she knew that this was bound to happen. She only wished that Tanner or Allie were here to stop what was about to happen.

"You self centered, obnoxious little shit. Why the fuck should I care how you feel or how you're doing when you honestly don't give a fuck about how I feel or how I really am?!" She spat at him, narrowing her eyes. Caroline swore from time to time, but she never did so towards her friends, and never out of anger. But this situation with Doug had broken her. "You sit there and call yourself my best friend, but really all I am to you is just some whore who you can lie to and say you love me and then fuck me and leave in the morning. Oh but you forgot to leave money on the pillow. So wait I guess I'm lower than a whore to you...I guess I'm just some cheap slut. Gotcha at least I know where I stand with you." She went off on him, she'd been holding all of this in for so long, he was going to get as much as she could stomach all out on him now before she lost the nerve.

"And I'm so fucking stupid, because I fell for your bullshit....hook, line and sinker. I thought you honestly loved me. Because I told myself, if Doug didn't love me, he wouldn't have kissed me and he wouldn't have told me so. AND I FUCKIGN LOVED YOU BACK YOU DUMB SHIT!" Caroline was shaking from how angry she was, and she felt like she might start crying any second from how angry and upset she was, her eyes were welling up with tears. But she was fighting them back, she refused to give him the satisfaction of knowing that he made her cry, yet again. "Despite the fact that you told me in a really fucking shitty way I loved you back, and I sat her like a fucking retard waiting for you to come back from college because stupid Caroline thought you actually loved her. Guess I was wrong though, the only person you love is yourself you made that pretty apparent."

Caroline could hear her heart racing in her ears, it was pounding so hard, that she was sure Doug could hear it. Her chest was tight, and she took in deep breathes, trying to calm herself down but as she looked at him she only got angrier and angrier. She had kept this bottled up inside of her for so long that she couldn't keep it bottled up anymore it had to be out there, he had to know what he did. "You were the first guy I ever slept with, and you just up and left in the morning like that meant nothing to you. WELL IT FUCKING MEANT SOMETHING TO ME! Not that you care. You should have said something, I don't care if you were running late for your plane or however the hell you were getting back to school. You were suppose to be my friend, I should have been worth being late for."

She couldn't hold back the tears anymore, they came pouring out of her eyes and the floodgates opened. She didn't know whether she was crying so hard because she was angry or because she was still so hurt by what he had done. "All you did that morning was prove to me that I was right all along, I should have never fallen in love with you, because your guys like my dad all guys are." She threw at him, whipping the tears from her eyes. "You and him both tell me that you love me, but you show me the opposite, you leave when things get hard. You both break me in to a million little pieces and then conveniently leave because you don't care enough to pick up the pieces."

"You want to bring Tanner and Allie into this huh?" she turned on her heal looking around the room for something. She marched over to where her purse was and brought it over to the couch and dumped it looking for her cell phone. "Let's get them on the phone now, we'll conference call them and put them on speaker and then we can just tell them how you treated me like a whore!" she finally found her cell phone and went to turn it on, but wouldn't you know it was dead. She scuffed, and marched around Doug and into her room ripped the plug out of her wall and stormed back into the living room. She was acting out of pure anger, it was like a psychotic break she really had no clue what she was doing. She plugged the charger into the wall by where she had left Doug standing her back to him tapping her foot as she impatiently waiting for her phone to turn itself on. One it had she pulled up her contacts and went to her speed dials, her finger hovering over allies picture.

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…It was official. Caroline had been in his company for way too long. And in the process, she had managed to gain and learn how to fully utilize his love for profanity. Now if her anger and foul language weren’t aimed squarely at him, he probably would have been rooting her on to rip her victim a new one… but because he was hardly as fortunate, he just stood there, completely and utterly stunned. What else was his reaction supposed to be? After letting everyone walk all over her for all of these years, the fact that when she finally decided to do something about it and he happened to be the person that she chose to go bat-shit crazy on was… equally as hurtful as her last offense. But as he kept having to remind himself, he was the last person that held the right to flash around the victim card. Not after what he’d done; after what she’d proceeded to tell him, at a very loud volume, need mind you, of what he’d done.

The only catch was… he had had no idea that he’d done that much emotional damage to her. It may have sounded like bullshit, or even extremely naïve, for that matter… but he honestly hadn’t. Because he hadn’t considered that maybe she really, truly loved him and hadn’t just said it because it would have been an awkward moment on her doorstep if she’d done otherwise. So did that m-

Yeah, it did. He had kind of been under the impression that she had simply decided to tell him what he wanted to hear, being that she didn’t like confrontation. And let’s not forget the fact that she’d told him, along with Tanner and Allison, that she would never fall in love… multiple times. So what else was he supposed to have thought, asides from the fact that she had to have been downright lying? And as for them hooking up? Well… he had been more than willing to have just blamed it on the alcohol. Oh, and the fact that even though she might have not had genuine feelings for him, she at the very least found him attractive. And loved to flirt.

But he had been wrong. Extremely wrong… more than he had been on the FCAT, which spoke volumes. He’d epically failed it in the 10th grade, having to retake it in his junior year just to be eligible for graduating.

Reverting back to the action, before Caroline was able to successfully call either of their friends, Doug took off in a breakneck sprint across the room, even hopping over the couch to yank the charger’s connector cord from the cell phone before snatching it from her hands and holding it above her head… much like he would have if they’d been joking around. Only… she would be looking a lot less murderous and a lot more bubbly. A lot, lot more.

”Calm down!” No, he hadn’t meant to bark at her… but she’d starting hollering first, so it was only natural that he’d follow suit! ”I don’t want to bring Allie and Tanner into this; not if I’m supposed to tell them how I treated you like a whore!” Wait, no. He hadn’t meant that, he had just been repeating what she had said… honest! It’s why an apologetic expression immediately washed over his face, his voice softening as well. ”I didn’t treat you like a whore… or, if I did, or you thought that I did, I didn’t mean to. But… when you put it so bluntly, I guess I can understand how you would think that. But you’re not one! You know that… and you know that I don’t think that, don’t you?” Apparently not, or else she wouldn’t have said it.

”Care, I…” Oh, this was becoming way too intense; far more than he ever really liked. But now that he knew what she was so upset about, he couldn’t just act as if he hadn’t heard any of it. It was… too late. About a year’s late, actually. ”Hold on! Pause… I was your… your… you were a VIRGIN?!” Holy fucking hell! But er, in hindsight, it kind of explained why she initially yelped in pain… but he had thought it had been because he was, you know… well endowed. Not because she’d been, you know… allowing him to enter uncharted territory.

”I didn’t know! How the fuck I was supposed to?! You didn’t tell me! I mean, you told me that you loved me after hesitating! Everyone knows that that doesn’t count! And… and, I’m sorry, but it didn’t seem that fucking convincing at the time! And… and you had been practically dry humping Tanner while getting wasted, so I’m sorry if I didn’t fucking know that you were giving me your V-card! I figured with you being you, you’d want your first time to not be after I had… a shit load of spiked eggnog! You know, the one that had the whiskey and the cognac, a pinch of salt and a dash of nutmeg on the whipped cream dolloped on top? It was so good and I’ve been trying to figure out who made it so that I can get the exact recipe and… and that’s not the point.” Oh, come on! Like it was unlike him to go off on a tangent about beverages! ”Any…way, I didn’t want it to be awkward! Like now! Because I know that you hate when things get weird… and waking up naked to your best friend who’d robbed you of your hymen the night before when you were vulnerable and drunk is classified as motherfucking weird to ME!”

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The look in Caroline Bradshaw's eyes had been murderous when he had yanked the phone out of her hands and held it above her head. Normally she would have found this whole scenario amusing and giggled and played along. But given her current mood and feelings towards him, she was far from that. Her hands balled into fists, but she held herself back. Even though she wanted to really haul off and punch him a good one, she knew it wasn't worth resorting to violence, so she stood there, glaring up at him in contempt. Well that was until he barked at her.

Caroline had always been pretty timid, when in the right state of mind. She'd never been abused as a child or even by a boyfriend. But she wasn't stupid, she had a healthy appreciation for the fact that guys were stronger and bigger than her and could do serious damage if pushed to it. So the tone of his voice, the fact that they had been arguing - - er well she had been yelling at him, and Doug's sheer size snapped her back to reality pretty fast. She jumped and cowered back from him a little a little. Normally, under any other circumstances she wouldn't be afraid of Doug. But for many justifiable reasons, right now she was.

To put it bluntly, she didn't trust him at the moment. Not only because of what he'd done to her, but because she'd seen firsthand what he could do out of anger. She wasn't sure if she had accidently pushed him to that level yet, and didn't want to be on the receiving end up it. She listened to him speak, feeling as if it was the least that she could do, seeing as he had let her go off on her rant. But his words quickly just hurt her even more. The way he had just practically admitted at least for a second that he had in fact treated her like a whore. But then he quickly apologized and said that was in fact not what he meant. She wasn't sure if she believed him or not. "Unfortunately, actions speak louder than words Doug."

"No Doug, only in your own little world does that not count." There was no anger left behind Caroline's words, only hurt. She was far too emotionally exhausted to keep on yelling at him. Being angry and hating someone took a lot of energy. "I wasn't try humping Tanner!" With that she reached up and slapped him, she felt like he needed that. She was insulted that he insinuated that she had been. Tanner and her were friends, sure they had a flirtatious friendship but she would never cross those boundaries with him. At least she didn't think she would. "And, in my defense I wasn't exactly in control of my actions at the time. It all kind of happened so fast, that I couldn't even stop it."

Caroline rolled her eyes when he went on and on about the stupid eggnog. Typical that he would care more about a stupid drink than about her feelings. She didn't know why she was expected anything different. "You were suppose to be my friend, and you were suppose to love me. So given those two things regardless of the fact that you didn't want things to be weird you should have stayed." She sighed, she didn't even know why she was even bothering anymore. It wasn't like he cared, or anything or at least that's what she thought. "If the shoe was on the other foot, I would have stayed, if for nothing more than to make sure you were okay." Caroline whipped the tears away that had been running down her face this whole time. She didn't know why she was wasting her tears on him, they obviously had no effect on him. "If you loved me, the way you said you did you would have stayed. But obviously you're a liar, because you didn't care. Just like you don't care now. I don't even know why I bother."

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He had to fix this. Really, he did. Because as of right now, things between he and Caroline were so completely and epically wrong, he wasn’t even sure if he recognized the both of them anymore. And even if they would have gone back in time to just last year, he could genuinely say that neither of them would have been able to conclude that things between them would hit such a rough patch. But then again, both would have embarrassedly objected to the prospect of them hooking up at any point in the future as well… all while silently hoping for just that, if not more.

”That’s not fair. You… you know that I can’t ever explain my actions or… why I do the things that I do.” She could have accounted that as bullshit too, but to his credit, she had always been the one to understand his conflicting personality, and to help him make sense of his behavioral disorder. How he wished that she were able to just put her emotions aside to once again come to his aide or defense this time. Even though, deep down, he knew that this situation wouldn’t be even slightly as easy as all of their past falling-outs had been. Dammit for the complexities of an undefined relationship!

”Caroline? Caroline, shut up!” Oh hell, he hadn’t meant any of that either! Well, he had meant for her to shut up, but he hadn’t meant to yell it at her… because… because she seemed downright terrified of him, and he hadn’t ever seen that expression on her face before. And to tell you the truth? Watching her, watching him? It scared the hell out of him too. Oh, but wait. She wasn’t afraid for long. How was he sure? It’s simple, really… because she slapped the bat shit out of him!

And despite how poker-faced he was, the fact that she’d delivered the blow was still very visible. Just refer to the reddened four-finger hand print that she’d branded his right cheek with. ”I… I am your friend! I never stopped being your friend! And… and I do, I do care about you...!” And? Well after slowly lowering his arm with her phone, he allowed it to fall to the carpeted ground in a soft thud to instead cup Caroline’s tear-stained cheek. No matter how violent he may have come off or how contradictory it all seemed (for the thousandth time, he was sure), Doug gently cradled it within his palm, the pad of his thumb gently stroking away any remaining wetness that was within its reach. ”And I do love you.” Why did it seem as if she were the only one capable of summoning his more heartfelt side? His own eyes even seemed to be a bit glassy and wet.

And with high emotion thickening his voice, he fought in getting rid of it by repeatedly clearing his throat before quietly speaking. ”I wouldn’t ever lie to you, especially not about that. I just… I didn’t know what to say that morning. Or how you’d react, so… I left. That way, if this had all… been a mistake, to you, I wouldn’t…” Feel rejected? Well he didn’t say that aloud. Instead, he broke all contact – physical, visual, and emotional. And he turned away from her. ”This is stupid. We’ve been friends for… ever, basically. We shouldn’t let anything ruin it. We made a promise that nothing would… when we were five.”

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Normally Caroline was good at helping Doug weasel his way out of sticky situations, but she wasn't about to let him off the hook so easily this time. He had severely crossed a line this time, and she wanted him to reap the consequences for his actions. Because it wasn't like he had done this to a completely random stranger. Sure she would have disapproved still but not on this level. He had done this to her though, which hurt her on a deeper level than it would have if it had been any other guy. Because he was suppose to be her friends, friends aren't suppose to hurt each other this deeply.

Doug yelled at her again, which made her jump once again. She knew that she deserved being yelled at, she had just severely yelled at him earlier. But his size was intimidating, which was the only reason that she was scared of him. While she was sure that he would probably never hit her, she knew that he could possibly do great damage to her if he lost control of his temper. But her fear of him had gone out the window when he insinuated that she had been dry humping Tanner, because she had done no such thing. That was just his overactive imagination and jealousy getting the best of him.

She listened to him say that he was her friend, that he did care about her. But she didn't feel like it. She didn't feel like he cared about her at all. Well that was before she saw him bring his hand down, and drop her phone to the carpeted floor and bring it up to caress her cheek. He had done this so many times before, Doug had usually been the only person who could actually reach her when she went into her manic depressive moods. She was used to him attempting to comfort her. She closed her eyes when he touched her cheek, loving the way his skin felt against hers. But opened them when he opened his mouth. She listened to him say that he loved her, but she didn't believe him. He would have to prove his love for her this time, before she would believe him again.

"So you wouldn't what....Feel rejected?" He didn't have to finish his sentence for Caroline to know what he meant. She knew because when she woke up that morning, to find out that he had already left that was exactly how she had felt... Used and rejected. "Did you ever stop to think that maybe that's how you made me feel? In your attempt to not be rejected you left me feeling used and rejected and feeling horrible about myself." She sighed, tired of his argument, tired of this situation. She had gone to France to avoid it, and came back thinking she wouldn't have to deal with it anytime soon. But luck would have it, that as soon as these emotional wounds had finally healed they would be ripped right back open.

Doug slid his hand from her cheek, and she missed his touch already. She knew now that France had done nothing for this situation other than give her time to live in denial. He turned his back to her, and she sighed again. "Yeah we have been friends forever, which makes this whole situation worse." Caroline said, running her fingers through her hair, and bending down to pick up her cell phone. "You were never suppose to hurt me this badly..." She plugged her phone into the wall again so it could charge. Caroline hated fighting with him, she hated it a lot. "But that doesn't mean we're not friends. You know how I feel about friendships, but hurt me badly, and it's going to take some time for these wounds to heal."

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