Previously on Chapter 6

I keep my eyes close as I sang. The crowd is silent listening to me. Once the song is over they all cheers. I smile, but I am aware of the tears that's streaming down my face.

I got my heart broken.... Again

-Please... Forgive Me-

Y/N P.O.V

Another week have passed. Carl has been trying to get me to talk to him. But I just ignore all his pleads. I want nothing to do with him.

It's early in the morning. Deana contact me, saying she needs help with something. So I got up from the bed and head downstairs. I grab an apple from the dining table and take a bite on it.

I walk outside the house and start making my way to Deana's house. Then out of no where, a hand grab mine. I yanked my hand away from the person. Only one person would do that. "Just leave me alone, Carl!" I spat, I continue to walk. "Y/N! Please... Listen to me" he pleads. "There's nothing to talk about. I don't want to be anywhere near you" I say, not turning around. Then he grabs my shoulder and spun me around. I was about to yell at him, but I was cut off by his lips on mine. My eyes widened and I harshly push him off me. He fell to the ground. "Don't you ever! Touch me again. I'll kill you next time" I yell at him and storm away.

After a while of walking, I've reach Deana's house. I'm breathing heavily and I'm fighting back tears. I shook my head 'he's not worth your time, don't waste your tears on him' I thought. I took a deep breath and calm myself.

I reach the front door of Deana's house. I lift my hand and give it a gentle knock. The door opens to reveal Deana. "Hey..." She said. "Good morning" I greet. She smiles and moves aside, so I could enter her house. She leads me to the living room, she gestures me to sit down. I did as told. "So... What do you need me for?" I asks her. She thoughts for a while, "Y/N.... I've heard what you can do. You can heal someone on the verge of death" she said. My eyes widened "how?" I asks. "I just heard your groups talks about it" she said. I'm confused "so... You need my help to heal someone?" I asks. She nods with a sad expression. I look down at my hand, number 5 was tattooed on it. I sigh "alright!" I say. She beams at me and hugs me. I awkwardly pat her back. She got up and gestures me to follow her. I got up and walk after her.

She leads me into a room. She opens the door and I can see a woman laying on the bed, barely breathing. "Who is she?" I asks. "My mom" she said (if she didn't have a Mom, just pretend she has a Mom in the story, 'Kay). "Ouw" I say. I walk towards the bed and place my hand on her chest. I took a deep breath "seeing through the darkest of night. At the end of the road is a light. Let those light heal the wounded soul" as always, bright lights fills up the room. When it died down. Deana's Mom slowly starts to open her eyes. "Mother!" Deana exclaim running towards her, embracing her into a hug.

I glance down at my tattooed hand. '4' is written. Deana turns to me "thank you so much!" She said. I smile and nod my head. Then I feel something trickling down my nose. Deana gasps "your nose is bleeding!" She said panic is evident in her voice. I got up shakily and walk out of the room. But I barely reach the front door when I collapse. Everything turn black as I loose consciousness.

Carl P.O.V

That light! Only one person can do that...' I thought as I run towards the light source. "Please be okay..." I say.

The light source come from Deana's house. I knock on it. Deana opens the door. "Where is she?" I asks. "Who?" She said. "You know who" I say impatiently. "Oh... She's in the living room. She's burning up" she said moving aside. I hurried in and to the living room. There she laid weakly on the couch. I went over to her, gently lift her head and sits down, placing her head on my lap. I place my hand on her forehead and jerk back at how hot it is. "What happen?" I asks Deana. "I asks her help to heal my Mother" she said looking down. "Why would you asked her to do so? Her body gets weaker every time she uses her ability!" I say, my voice higher than I intended. I point at the tattoo number in her hands. "It's 4 now, I don't know what happens after it reaches 0. But I don't wanna know. Seeing how she gets weaker each time" I say.

Deana looks down "I-I'm sorry" she said. I shook my head and my tears starts to flow down my face. "I can't loose her... Not again" I say, sobbing. I picked her up, bridal style and walk away with her in my arms. "Where are you taking her?" I heard Deana asks. I turn to her "home" I turn around and walk away. When I reach the door I look at her over my shoulder "don't you ever asks her to do it again. I'll kill you" I say, venom is dripping on my voice.

I walk out, still carrying Y/N in my arms. I walk towards our house. When I got there, the group bombards me with questions as soon as they saw Y/N's condition. "Deana asks Y/N to heal her Mother" I say. I head to the living room and gently laid Y/N there.

Carol went to grab some cold water and cloth for Y/N. She came back 3 minutes later and place it close to me. I soaked the cloth and rinse it. I place the cold cloth on her forehead. I gently hold her hand in mine. The group left the room, letting me to tend on Y/N.

I caress her head softly. Tears are streaming down my face. "Y/N.... I don't know if you can hear me, but.... I love you so much. I didn't kiss her, she made the first move. I swear! Please... Forgive me" I cried. I place my forehead on her hand that I held. "Please...." I begged. Little did I know, she heard everything.

Y/N P.O.V

'Did he mean it?' My brain wants me to believe him. But my heart is hurting. What should I do? Should I trust him, what if he hurts me again. I don't want to risk that. The pain I felt is too much. I don't know if I can take more.

Should I forgive Carl?

*to be continued*