Carter's POV
I was in my room binge-watching sons of anarchy since Azalea took my car, I couldn't go anywhere. When suddenly I felt anxious, I felt like she wasn’t alright, I didn't understand our connection yet, but I felt so protective of her. I couldn't bear the feeling, so I went outside of the house and started pacing.
“Fuck, where are you Azalea, why do I feel anxious, what is happening to you” I said to myself feeling frustrated.
I was about to text the idiot that I called best friend for the last 14 years when I saw my car appearing in the driveway.
When our eyes locked, I saw her tears, and that was it, I couldn't control myself, I went to help her out of the car and suggested we went to her room.
Once there, I had to ask her, because I felt her sadness and I just knew deep down that it was caused by Ace. I will fucking hurt the shit out of him later.
“What's wrong little one?”