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Chapter 3
Keller
When will this fucking party be over? I’ve never been one to really let loose. Sure, I can drink a few beers with the guys, but I just don’t get into the crazy party scene where a random chick is grinding on me for no reason. So even though this party is at my condo, I hang back and just watch all the drunken party craziness that is going on around me. Carter and Brayden disappeared a while ago.
She and I did dance once when Brayden was talking to some of the offensive line of the football team. I think that my brother does try to make time for me to be with her too. It might not be the way I want it, but I will take anything I can get at this point just to hold her in my arms. Now they are somewhere fucking, and I’m stuck babysitting the rest of these drunken idiots so they don’t wreck our condo. Brayden promised to be back later, but I don’t even know how long that could be. After hearing him and Carter more than once, I know that they don’t just have tame quick sex in a bed. I prepare myself to settle down for a while and wait.
Carter’s dance team friend ambles back up to me again. She tried to talk to me twice earlier, and all I’d wanted to do was watch Carter have fun and laugh. I know she can see how I feel about Carter because I don’t try to hide it, and she felt bad for me. The problem is it does hurt to watch, but I know how it was last year when I couldn’t see her at all. I would take this kind of pain any day. I don’t know what this girl is after, but I can’t seem to care either. I just want to be left alone to get what time I can with Carter and enjoy hanging with her and Brayden. I know that my outlook might be pathetic, but I’m happier than I have been in forever.
“Hey, Keller, I’ve had a little bit to drink and feel braver about talking to you now.” Just great this girl feels like she needs to talk to me again. Should I feel bad that I can’t remember her name? “Do you think you’ll ever be over her? Cause you just seem so sad and you are a sophomore. This should be the best time of your life. You should be enjoying it!” Oh, hell, I’m going to get the speech about not just accepting where I am from a hot, drunk redhead. She has no idea how I really feel about Carter, or how deep it goes. I can’t just let this go like it was a middle school crush.
She starts in again, “Are you even hearing me? There are girls that are interested in you right now. You should maybe give them a chance. Not just fixate on something that is never going to happen. I watched Carter and Brayden earlier tonight. They seem like the forever type of love. I would be surprised if he didn’t propose soon. He doesn’t seem like a commitment phobic when it comes to her at all; actually it seems like the opposite.” I know all she says is true, but I can’t help but fixate and obsess over Carter. She is the only bit of happiness I’ve ever known. The only woman other than my mom that has had no ulterior motives with me, and I am not ready to give up any of that, especially for a hot redhead in a short green dress.
“Carter has shown me the only love and family that I’ve known since my mom died when I was twelve. Please excuse me for not being into what you are offering right at this moment, but yes, I would rather just watch and enjoy the girl that I love laugh than randomly hook up with a girl that gives it away all the time. Any good memory or happy moment in my life has Carter in it. I’m not an idiot, I know that she is with my brother and happy. I want to be