The Islanders – Part 18

TE_TI_Logo“Candy,” Cari cried. “How could I hurt Steve like that?”

“How could you hurt him?” Candy asked. “I think you mean how could he hurt you like that? Your eye is swollen up like an orange.”

“You should have hit him back,” Kevin said.

“Shut up Kevin,” Candy told him.

“Maybe I should apologize,” Cari suggested.

“Naw,” Kevin disagreed. “Don’t swallow your pride.”

“Shut up Kevin,” Candy said. Then she turned back to Cari. “Well, maybe you should, after all. He did see you with Brent.”

“But I feel so bad,” Cari complained. “After what I did.”

“You should feel bad,” Kevin said. “He beat you up pretty bad.”

“Shut up Kevin,” Candy and Cari both snapped.

“Okay,” Kevin said, sitting down. “I’m shutting up.”

“I’ll go tell him I’m sorry,” Cari sighed as she got up. Then she added, “But I doubt he’ll listen.”

Cari was right. After she had apologized to Kevin, he was still as mad as ever. Maybe even madder.

“You think that you can just say you’re sorry?” he yelled. “Do you think that everything will be alright? Well, you’re wrong, baby. I trusted you and I loved you. Now you treat me like trash and you think I’ll just go back to you again? You hear me, and you hear me good. I don’t work that way. I never have and I never will.”

“But Steve, I love you and …” Cari began.

“Don’t give me that,” he interrupted. “I know what you’re gonna say, and it won’t work. You’re no good. You’re two-faced scum. You lost me, baby. Go back to Brent. See if he’ll take you and if he won’t, then I guess you’re just out of luck, sweetie. “’Cause all the other guys probably feel the same way I do. They know how you are. Love ’em and leave ’em.”

Cari stood silent and listened. She knew that most of what Steve said was true.

“And another thing,” he said, lowering his voice down to a whisper. “I’m glad we didn’t get married, ’cause I wouldn’t want to go through all the hassle of a divorce.” Steve turned and walked into his hut, leaving Cari there sobbing softly.

Cathy was talking to Stephanie.

“I have to talk to him,” Cathy said.

“I’d never talk to Darrel again if he did that,” Stephanie told her.

“Brent,” Cathy said when she had found him. “I have to talk to you.”

“Cathy, I’m really sorry. I just …”

“I just want to know if you, well, if you really feel anything for Cari,” she said softly.

“I don’t know,” Brent said. “I’m just not sure. Like, you know, right now I feel nothing. Maybe it’s the clothes she wears or something.”

“More like the clothes she doesn’t wear,” Cathy said under her breath.

“Cathy,” Brent said. “I really love you. No one could ever take your place.”

“Oh Brent,” Cathy sighed. “I ant to believe you. I’m so confused. How will I know that when you kiss me or something, you won’t be thinking about Cari.”

“I can show you,” Brent said, as he stood up and tried to kiss Cathy. But she pushed him away.

“No,” Cathy told him. “I still can’t trust you. It’ll take longer.”

“But Cathy, I don’t …” he began.

“I’m sorry,” Cathy said. “But it’s not that easy.”

“Aw honey,” Brent said as he grabbed her arm.

Cathy spun around. “I said to stay away from me,” she told Brent in a low voice. She walked off down the beach. Brent stood there and watched her go. He kicked the ground and cursed under his breath. The he walked into his hut and slammed the door.

Cari stood on the edge of the cliff contemplating suicide.

“Go ahead,” Steve yelled to her. “You left me. You can leave everyone else if you want. I don’t care.”

“Goodbye Steve,” Cari said to him. “I still love you.”

“I bet you do,” Steve said sarcastically. But to himself he was praying she wouldn’t jump.

“Steve, can’t you forgive me?” she asked.

“Maybe,” he said. “But it won’t be easy.”

Cari walked away from the cliff and over to where Steve was sitting against a palm tree.

“I love you, Steve,” she told him. “I … I … don’t know what happened, but I want you to know that I don’t feel anything for Brent. It’s you I care about.”

“Cari, sit down,” Steve said. “It’s going to be hard for us to get back together. I really love you, but I don’t know how I can trust you again.”

“I know, Steve,” Cari whispered. “But I’m going to change. I promise you. I’ll changed.”

Steve put his arm around Cari’s shoulder. He didn’t say anything, he just let his arm dangle there. But after a couple of minutes he removed his arm.

“It just isn’t the same,” he told her. “I still don’t know what I’m gonna do.”

“But Steve,” Cari said. “I thought that everything was okay.”

“Well, it’s not okay,” Steve said. “If I had done this to you, you wouldn’t be so quick to forgive me.”

“I know, Steve,” Cari said as she stood up. “But couldn’t we work something out?”

“Yeah,” Steve told her. “I guess so, but not now. I need some more time to think.”

“But Steve, I …” Cari began.

“Not now,” Steve said, and he walked away.

Kris was talking to Steve, Darrel and Stephanie in her hut when she suddenly fell over in her chair and fainted.

“You klutz,” Stephanie laughed. “Get up.”

“I don’t think she’s kidding,” Darrel told them. He knelt down next to Kris. “She’s out cold. Quick, get her on the bed and put some blankets on her.”

Steve ran outside to get some water, but he stopped when he saw Cari and Brent talking. Steve told Stephanie to get the water so he could follow Cari and Brent. He stayed close to them, ducking behind trees and rocks as he went along. Soon they sat down on a rock and Steve got close enough to hear them.

“Cathy isn’t going to forgive me,” Brent said.

“I’m gonna try to get Steve back,” Cari told him. “That’s what I wanted to tell you. I love Steve. I want him back.”

“But what about us?” Brent asked.

To be continued …

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