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How It Should've Been	By : ChineseCheshire Category: Twilight Series > AU/AR > Het > Het Views: 1232 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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The optimist already sees the scar over the wound; the pessimist still sees the wound underneath the scar.

It was just after nightfall when Carrie woke up. The edges of the sky she could see from her position on the pull out mattress were still fading into black. A dull ache had started on the side she was sleeping on,scars pulling in protest from the pressure of her. Thankfully instead of robbing her fully of breath like before,now she only gasped softly.

Rolling from the bed,taking care not to put pressure on her other side lest upsetting the scars there,she moved slowly to the patchwork backpack that held her little orange bottles of heaven. It was a simple button closure,but her trembling fingers seemed to have forgotten how to open it. Sinking to her knees with another gasp she looked herself over. Phantom pains made her muscles almost dance under scared skin.

"Carrie?"Charlie's voice was still sleep roughened,but the care it held was easy to hear. The girl didn't move from her folded position,still staring down at her body that was moving without her orders. Without another word her uncle opened the bag,pulling out three of her bottles. He searched the labels silently before tipping out two gel capsules.

"Here."

Still trembling her fingers took the pills from him. Three months of downing these pills allowed her to dry swallow them easily. She could feel Charlie's eyes on her,worry no doubt clouding them over. Carrie couldn't look at him,not now.

"Carrie...you'll...you will tell me what happened,won't you?"

"Maybe someday Uncle Charley. Tonight though...the memories are to alive tonight."

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Bella couldn't help the stares. The last time she had seen Carrie was six years ago,and the girl didn't have the scars she did now. It was almost sickening to look at them. The ones on her arms and legs,which last night looked like knife wounds,were instead more akin to cattle brands. The word 'Mine' stamped over inches of skin.

"They'll still be there if you blink"

Flushing red Bella quickly took her eyes off of Carrie. The girl was giving her a venom filled look,though did nothing to cover her scars. She was sitting across the table from Bella,dressed in a bright yellow tank and cutoffs,trying to keep as much fabric off of the wounds. Charlie was upstairs getting ready for work.

"So...you're going to high school with me?"

"Uncle Charlie said that if I wanted to stay here I had to."

"Wouldn't it make more sense for you to go to your old high school?"

The venom in Carrie's gaze became stronger,her mouth opening to say something nasty no doubt. Thankfully a knock on the door stopped her. Since it wasn't Edward's knock,which Bella knew by heart,she didn't move from her seat. Carrie got up shortly after they knocked a second time,scowling at her cousin.

The door opened loudly,the hinges in need of maintenance again,and a familiar voice greeted Carrie. Billy Black was here. Soon he wheeled himself into the kitchen,Jacob and Embry following after with Carrie bringing up the rear.

This was going to be a long day.

...

Carrie watched the new people in the house closely. Shortly after Billy,who turned out to be old friends with her uncle,came another knock hit the door. Bella had shot out of her seat,throwing the door open to embrace a rather pale boy. It seemed her cousin found someone to be with. The group had moved to the livingroom so Billy could watch the game.

All the while she could feel someone's eyes on her. Really she couldn't fault any of them,the eyes never lingered for longer than a few minutes. Charlie had gone to work after asking Billy to keep an eye on her. While most would be offended,Carrie guessed it was because of her meds.

Speaking of her meds,Carrie glanced down at the coffee table she was seated in front of. She had poured her three bottles of pills out in front of her and was placing them in one of those nifty pill cases.

"Let's see"She mumbled softly,gaining the attention of Jacob and Embry"The gels are for pain,to be taken as needed. The little pink ones are for infection and should be taken once a day. The little blue ones should only be taken after a panic attack"She moved to brush all the blue pills into her hand when she heard Bella gasp softly.

"Carrie,you're finger!"All eyes were focused on her left hand,and the space between her pinkie and middle finger.

"Yeah,noticed that"Without missing a beat she finished sweeping the pills into her hand. Dumping them back into their bottle she glared at Bella. The girl's brown eyes were still focused on her hand.

"If staring would grow it back it'd be there by now"She snapped angrily,her hand closing into a fist. In all truth it still felt awkward as hell to do so. Where a finger should be was just...empty.

"It's missing!"

"Really? Didn't notice"

Her tone made it clear she did not want to talk about it. If her tone was missed,the almost murderous glare she was given really should've told her cousin to back the fuck off. Seemed over the years Bella's survival instincts took a nose dive.

"What did you do?"

That tore it. Slamming her hand onto the coffee table Carrie stood up fully. If Bella had been standing it wouldn't have made much of a difference. Thankfully the other girl was sitting down wrapped in her boyfriend's arms.

"You think I did this to myself!"

Those closet to her,Jacob and Embry,almost jumped at the volume her voice took. Giving her cousin another glare the girl stormed off,the group soon hearing the back door slam loudly.

"Did I say something?"

Before I get "Wow Carrie is a whiny bitch" think! She's missing a finger and Bella just made it sound like she did that to herself. You'd be pissed to.

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