CARRIE
Letting go doesn’t mean forgetting.
“I swear to God if you don’t get your ass out of that damn bed, Carrie, I will hunt this Rick, whoever he is down until he potentially suffers in pain, bathe in his own blood and I’m gonna stitch him up again just make him suffer the same pain over again until he begs for his life and I will bury him six feet below the ground!” Jess screamed dramatically. She exaggeratedly inhaled and exhaled in the process as she stood a foot away from the bed where I lay.
I rolled my eyes at her tactics. In these past two weeks, she had been trying her best to keep me sane. She helped me through the pain, listened to me when I vented all my confusion and foolishness. She was there for a nonsensical talk with me, making me smile and laugh. It was my first hear
