Love me with my bruises

##Johnny##

I keep having dreams of Carla. In some, we would be

happy; in others, I'd repeatedly see my wrongdoings to her heart. It was 5 Am, and my bed was no longer comfortable. Night sweats from repeated dreams caused me restlessness. Showering didn't soothe my heart, not in the least. Remembering I needed to talk to my dad about something made me rush downstairs, where he was occupying huge piles of papers.

Dad: It's too early for school, son.

Johnny: I wanted to ask you something?

Dad: Sure

Johnny: I'm in my last year of high school. Can I start driving to school?

Dad: I don't see why not; you got your license.

Johnny: Thank you. By the way, if we start to struggle financially, I can help.

Dad: With all your grant money? No way.

Johnny: It's almost 500k right now, Dad. I don't need all that money.

Dad: How did you get that much?

Johnny: Glad you ask; there are websites. That

pays you to watch TV, Write essays, File for Grants Of Any kind, and find places where you could put your goal, and people would contribute. I am going to have another deposit tomorrow, 5 thousand.

Dad: I see

Johnny: Let me know, Dad.

I said, grabbing and biting on an apple. My real Dad, "the king," has been depositing money on my earthly card since I was 9. All for me not to be a pest to my earthly parents. Who knows how much I have in there. I decided to go see my Wife. I always felt alive when I see her beautiful face in the morning. Ever since she was younger, she would open a small portion of her curtains. She's Enclosing herself in a ball again; Carla has been doing this since I told her that night that I no longer loved her. "My little Carla, I will find a way to make it up to you. I promise you that." The sun was coming up. I'm sure she will wake up soon. I contacted everyone telepathically, letting them know we are driving to school.

##Carla##

I had this strange feeling someone was watching me again.

"7:00 Am! Oh man, sure, if I don't get up now, I will be late for

school." I hurried up, got dressed, and ran downstairs to eat breakfast.

Mom: We talked to your principal, and he agreed to skip you a grade.

Carla: Thanks, mom.

Dad: Good morning pumpkin

Carla: Good morning, Dad.

Dad: They mention a program where you can earn college

credit. I sign you up for it.

Carla: Okay, thanks, Dad.

I grabbed a single French toast from my mother's

beautiful breakfast of strawberries with French toast and eggs.

Carla: Love you guys, bye.

They both waive. I hurried out the door to find Johnny and everyone waiting on me in my driveway.

Carla: I didn't know we were driving.

Satphire: Hurry up. Get In the car, so we can go.

She said, seeing me hesitant to get in Johnny's car. Seeing everyone waiting and Satphire's impatient nature kicking in, I agreed. Everyone sat in the back, leaving the seat next to Johnny available. Johnny wore a white shirt with a green highlighter in front, saying, "Be great," and black Jeans. His shoes were white with the same hint of green underlying.

Cleon: Bro, where do you shop? Cause your fit looks right!!

Johnny: I got a website. I design them myself.

Cleon: Like a clothing store?

Johnny: Yeah.

Cleon: So you are a business owner?

Johnny: Guess you could say that. I needed to show proof of where all my Dad money was coming from.

Cleon: True. How much do you generate per month?

Johnny: On a slow month? 5 thousand, but when it's busy, it varies.

Cleon: Okay, put me on Game then.

Johnny: I forgot to tell you. The money dropping on your card every month is from your personal account.

Cleon: You serious?

Johnny: King found out you haven't been paying your taxes.

Cleon: Wow, I can't deal with this man. Him being so cheap doesn't make sense.

They talked some more. My excitement came when I got to school. Meanwhile, Johnny took everyone to eat breakfast, and I went to get my class schedule, then retired by the stairwell, isolated from everyone, waiting for the bell to ring.

##Johnny##

She mentioned her Class schedule, then disappeared. I was

scoping through the entire cafeteria but couldn't find her. While everyone was telling jokes, I noticed Satphire doesn't talk much when Carla is not here. Arriving at my first period to find Carla sitting in a corner. My heart jumps out of my chest. Does that mean we are in the same class? This Goggle-wearing man came into the classroom, pants looking uncomfortably high, ginger hair, bald in the middle. Hilariously enough, He grew out his front hair and badly covered the bald spot. His hunchback prevented him from standing upright.

Teacher: Good morning, My name is professor Ovil; Not ov but Ovil, I will be the teacher to teach you geniuses. Depending on how this year goes. I will get more peers in the program, but you guys are the first draft.

He paused, fixing his Goggles.

Teacher: If you look under your seat, you will

notice your books; pay attention to the titles.

We had Anatomy, physiology, Exploring creation, and Quantum physics. Etc. These look hard. Looking at Carla, she couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear, going through the different books. This weird man has been talking for hours about why 1 plus 1 is 1.

Teacher: If you have one orange and one apple, you indeed have two fruits, but if you go based on category, you have one of each. The math we will learn, kids, is more of classification than the generalized math you're used to.

The lunch bell ringing wasn't my worried; no, it was this guy who couldn't keep his eyes away from Carla. I very strongly don't like that guy. I hurried and grabbed lunch, still eye googling the guy and Carla's interaction. Cleon found us a table. I joined him, not taking my eyes on this guy and Carla. What was his name again? was it Diego?

Diego: Have lunch with me?

Carla: I am sorry, maybe next time, I got my friends waiting on

me.

Diego: It's just… Not knowing anyone here… well, you seemed

cool...

He said, scratching the back of his neck, embarrassed to admit wanting to have lunch with Carla.

Carla: In that case, why don't you have lunch with us?

Squinting my eyes, trying to make out what their lips were saying, not liking this one bit. He agreed to come over to sit with us.

Carla: This is everyone.

Johnny: Sup

I said, pretending this was okay.

Cleon: Well, this is awkward.

Satphire: Indeed

Carla: Do you play any sports?

Ignoring everyone's uncomfortable remarks

Diego: I play every sport, actually

Carla: Like Johnny here?

She said while pointing at me and holding a napkin over her mouth so she could talk; sigh, she is so polite.

Diego: Like him, huh? I might be a little better.

He said with a slight grin. Carla didn't say much, but I could tell she was smiling at his cockiness.

Diego: So what's the relationship with everyone

I know he included everyone, but he only wanted to know about

Carla.

Satphire: Carla and Johnny are together.

She said rudely. Giving him dagger eyes.

Diego: Well then, thanks for lunch. I'll see you in class, Carla.

Carla: Sure, okay

He left feeling embarrassed.

Carla: Why did you say it like that?

Satphire: What did I say?

Carla: You didn't have to bring my complications with Johnny up.

She replied disoriented

.

Cleon: She said nothing wrong; why are you so flustered?

Satphire: Don't tell me you like him?

Carla: I don't know. I might

She replied, smiling hopefully. I couldn't take it anymore. I got up and left the table. The class door remained open, so I went in

early.

Teacher: Johnny, you still have 15 minutes left in lunch

Johnny: I can't get enough of your teaching

I flattered.

Teacher: Alright, we have electives next period; after that, we will resume.

Johnny: Okay, teach

Teacher: Alright

Later Carla came in, along with everybody else. The next few days were weird. My partner was this white-blonde girl; she was so clingy. In her mind, I was her school boyfriend. I don't know why she thought that was cool to say. "Sorry, but I am spoken for." I would constantly reply. Carla's partner was that stupid Diego guy? They would laugh and have inside jokes. Then, finally, the week was coming to a close. Diego finally asks her out to the movies. Carla agreed with no hesitation. I guess she was really feeling this guy.

Carla: What about my pink heels? They're cute, right?

Satphire: It may not go well with the shirt you're thinking of.

Sarah: I agree.

They converse on the way home. I quickly adjusted my rearview mirror to give Sarah a deadly stare. She quickly stops talking.

##Carla##

Sarah and Satphire agreed to get me cute up. Johnny didn't mind me talking about someone else in his car. Guess he didn't really care. I went home to say hi, dropped off my bookbag, and then went to Satphire's house.

##Johnny##

I had an incoming call telepathically. I didn't want to talk to anyone from my kingdom right now; they would only ask about the queen. But I figured Carla would kill me if it was one of our kids calling, and I ignored the call.

Johnny: Hello

The creepy doctor from my castle responds back to me.

Doctor: How are you, young King? I am calling to do a follow-up on our queen.

Johnny: Don't worry about that; we are not intimate anymore.

Doctor: May I ask why?

I scoff at this creep, pretending not to know why.

Johnny: I don't want to keep hurting her whenever we have sex.

I said with some irritation in my tone.

Doctor: You don't hurt her.

Johnny: Wait, what? I thought you said at the honeymoon...

Doctor: Yes, I also said when her body healed, it had taken your form; she was able to handle anything you threw at her. Her body equipped itself. Humans are remarkable...

"Is he kidding me?" I thought, muting the rest of the conversation out. Why didn't he lead with that the last time we talked? I have to find Carla. Rushing over to her house, pondering the date is at 8. It's 6 right now. I had time; Time to explain, time to apologize to her heart. Her mother explained she was next door. I rushed to Satphire's house; her fake mother let me in when I knocked. Carla snickers at the outfits Satphire picked out for her. She quickly covered her panties and bra with a towel on the bed. "Carla, I've seen all

this already and more. Be that as it may, I understand you are still shy around me." I thought

Johnny: Can I talk to you?

Carla: Um, sure, let me throw on a T-shirt.

She came outside to the patio with a T-shirt and long pants on. I explained, "is that perverted Doctors fault." She giggled at that statement. After explaining everything, I wanted her to say, "All is forgiven, and we can just go back to being how we were.

Carla: I don't want to be with someone who can imagine a future without me. I merit someone who wouldn't forget me. Who wouldn't lie to me?

Remembering when I told Stephanie that; made me empathize. I didn't need to see her tears to know her heart was broken and bruised, and I couldn't fix it.

Carla: Have a good life, Johnny.

Kissed me on the forehead, then left. I could feel my heart hurting. "hmmm, I guess that's a broken heart." I went back home feeling numb. She knew we had kids, so she would be included in my life. Just not the way we both wanted.

##Carla##

Did he come over here just to say that? I hate that he keeps seeing me cry. When I returned to the room, everyone kept staring at me; Wanting to know what happened between Johnny and me.

Satphire: Is everything okay?

Carla: Yes

Sarah: What did he say?

Carla: He wanted to clear the air and wish me good luck on

my date.

I lied.

Sarah: Oh, okay.

I finished getting dressed, excited to go on my date with Diego. He was funny, charming, and I was curious to see his humble side. He picked me up on time. While handing me 100 bucks, Dad asks.

Dad: Wait, does Johnny know about this?

Carla: Yes, Dad, Diego is a new exchange student.

Diego had thick black hair, Dark skin complexion, and was tall and lean with firm abs just like Johnny.

Diego: Which movies have you thought about watching?

Carla: I was thinking...

Diego: Yeah, Me too, definitely the robot.

"That was weird," I thought. I never minded him not letting me finish my thought process. Still happy about the outing.

Carla: What kind of ice cream do you like?

Diego: Strawberry

Carla: So does my mom.

Diego: See, were meant to be

Carla: Who? You and my mom?

I said jokingly. He stayed so serious that it seemed rude to laugh.

Diego: Let's go.

He escapes the car without opening the door for me. We quickly went inside and found seats in the front row. They were still playing commercials. Buying the tickets online was a great idea. In every scene of the movie, he remarked. Screaming at the screen and throwing popcorn at the part he disagreed with caused me to apologize to everyone while covering my face. "God, I want to go home!" I thought the entire date. When we finally got in the car to drive home. I was befuddled as to why he hadn't started the car.

Diego: So, I bet you want to put your lip on mine, right? I displayed so much manliness in there.

Carla: You display complete ignorance. I will not go anywhere with you ever again.

Diego: You're always playing.

He leaned in, trying to kiss me, and I used my hands and block his face.

Diego: That's what I hate about females like you. You always want the guy to put some pressure.

Carla: I wish you would force yourself on me. I would break every bone in your body.

Diego: I paid for the ticket and should be reimbursed for that.

I pulled out the 100 dollars my dad gave me, threw it at him, got out of the car, and went back inside the cinema to call my Dad to pick me up. Thank God he picked up and told me he was coming.

##Johnny##

Oh, Carla, I bet that stupid guy is charming his ass off right now.

I got a text from Cleon with a video titled. "Carla!"

Cleon: Carla was going to beat that ass, that boy playing.

I quickly clicked on the video to see. It showed Diego trying to do something Carla disagreed with; while recording her. If Carla had been simple-minded, her reputation would have been ruined. He's so stupid; Carla would have broken every bone in his body. What did he mean by applying pressure? Awe, man,

she was so excited about that date. She spent the whole afternoon getting ready. Climbing the usual tree in her backyard, to find her in an oversized t-shirt, rocking herself in a ball position. I didn't want to just sit there; I wanted to help, but how? I'm sure my presence would speak louder than words. I

opened her unlocked window, locked her bedroom door, and then fully closed the curtains. The last thing I want is for her dad to come barging into a boy in her room. She got up to turn around.

Carla: Oh, it's you.

She laid back down. I could tell she was hurting, but how do I make it stop? I gently bring up her shoulders, helping her sit down.

Johnny: How was the date?

Carla: Horrible

Not that I didn't already know. I missed her so much. Looking into her gloomy eyes, my body couldn't resist taking her lips. She didn't wrap her arms around my neck as usual, but she didn't push me away either.

Johnny: I ask a lot, yet I don't show you how I feel about you.

I Said while seating her on my lap, facing her bedroom door. She sat still

Johnny: I am sorry for hurting you; you mean the world to me. Frankly, you're the only one that matters to me.

Slightly touching her neck. She again said nothing.

Johnny: Hit me, slap me, punch me, even kill me if that's what you desire. If it's by your hands, I would not mind. But whatever you do, don't turn your back on me, please.

I started to kiss her while lightly licking her neck.

Johnny: I don't want a political marriage. I want my Wife. I want to spend the rest of my life with you; for us to grow our family.

I wanted to show her my honesty, So I placed her beside me on the bed while looking into her eyes.

Johnny: I never once saw my life without you. I didn't want to be the guy who brings you pain. I would never stop loving you, even if that means being the guy who climbed your tree ever since we were 8 just to watch you sleep. I was okay with loving you from afar if that would shield your heart.

As the escaped tears streamed down her face, I used my hands to wipe them away.

Johnny: I am so sorry. I'm well trained in a lot of things but not emotional attachments. I want to learn how to protect your heart. Please teach me.

I spoke, still kissing her pretty lips. My heart aches so much to see what I've done to her smile. I kept kissing her without trying to take it too far.

Carla: I can't let you keep hurting me, Johnny!

Johnny: There is no doubt in my mind that you'll find someone that will make you happy. I'd like to be that someone, Carla, teach me.

She finally kissed me back, placing her hands around my neck. I pulled my pants down, placing her on my lap, hoping she would take me again. She squirmed her midriff as I helped her put it in. Her garden seemed to get a little tighter these past few weeks. I had to apply a little force to fit everything in. Her gushiness gagged my added member as she tilted her head back, going up and down on top of me.

Carla: You keep hurting me.

She kept on saying. While riding me

Johnny: How can I show you I'm yours?

Carla: You're not mine; you were never mine.

She expressed going harder and faster. My heart clenched with regret to think she would say something like this in the middle of our union.

Johnny: Then let's have a baby. I'll explode in you right now. That way, no one can ever say I don't belong to you. Say yes.

I laid her down on the bed, dominating on top. She kept hiding her face with her hands, crying louder now. She noticed when I was close and wiggled from under me. Making me wet her sheets entirely as she ran to the bathroom. Placing new sheets on her bed, waiting for her to come out of the bathroom to confirm we were again a factor. She came out with her T-shirt wrinkly, as proof of our unforeseen action, and laid down on the left side of the bed, leaving the right side for me. I wondered what she was thinking as she hugged herself into a ball.

Johnny: Why do you do that?

Carla: Do what?

Without turning around to look at me

Johnny: Hold yourself like that?

She took a long pause before she responded.

Carla: Um, whenever I'm hurting, I hug myself. It reminds me that someone will always love me, even if it's self-love.

I turned her around as she sunk her face into my firm chest, promising myself I'll never let her go.

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