Mi Pequeño Diablo | Carlos M.

05: Weird

                                                        Y/N's POV

"What do you think about this? is it nice?" I asked Rina, one of my papa Bruno's rats. They eventually became my friends too since I'm always in my room and have no one to talk to. She nods and let out a squeak. 

I was showing off the skirt I was knitting which I wasn't able to finish the other day. "There, all done." I heavy sigh escaped my mouth as I put back the knitting tools I was using in my cabinet. 

I put on the newly made skirt and gave it a little twirl. "Nice job y/n," I pat my own shoulder as I looked at myself on the mirror. I furrowed my eyebrows as a fire started forming on my head. Well that was weird.

I waved a hand on top of my head until it disappeared then I heard a knock on the door. "Come in." the door opened and Carlos went in after closing it again.

He throws himself on my bed as he let out a loud breath. "Let me guess, you dumped another girl?" I asked. He nods his head and sat up, crouching. "Jeez, you do that all the time. " I rolled my eyes in irritation. 

This became a habit of him. After rejecting a girl, he goes to my room and vent it all out. 

"What was I gonna do? I don't even like the girl." he scoffed.

I sat beside him and pat his shoulder. "You're gonna end up alone if you keep on rejecting them." 

"Well I can't force myself to like them either. None of them are even my type." he frowned as he throw hands on the air. 

"Do you happen to like someone else then?" I asked. He slowly looked at me, red tint starts to form on his cheeks. He stared at me and quickly looked away. 

"Y-yeah," he flustered.

My eyes sparkled and a wide smile formed on my lips. "Who?? tell me! Do I know her??" I exclaimed.

"I can't tell you."

"Oh, come on Carlito. I'll keep it as a secret I promise." I raised one hand.

"It's complicated." 

"You're just being shy."

"No I'm not."

"Yes you are. If you're not then tell me who's this lucky girl." 

"It's no one, okay? Just shut up."

"Make me."

"Oh yeah?" a smug grin plastered on his face. "Wha--" I wasn't able to finish my sentence when he shoved a bunch of chicken feathers on my mouth. 

Where did he even get those??

He covers his mouth holding his laugh while I was chocking, having a hard time to spit out the chicken feathers on my mouth. "You asked for it." he says mockingly.

"I--HATE YOU!" I managed to say. 

"Aw, I love you too." he says teasingly and went out of my room, slamming the door shut. I groaned as I spit out the last one that was stuck. I hate that jerk so much.

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                        (Time skip because I'm tired and sleepy)

It was already evening and the Casita seemed so clean and quiet, guess we're having a guest later. I went out of my room and went to the kitchen only to see Camilo sneaking some arepa in his pocket.

I cleared my throat to get his attention, he looked at me in shock. "Y/n! hey!" he laughs awkwardly.

"You've been caught red-handed, stop trying to hide it you look even more stupid." I smacked the back of his head. "Give me some, or i'll tell Tia Julieta about this." 

"No, not a chance."

"Fine, you left me no choice. Dolores--" he covered my mouth with his hand and passed me an arepa. I gladly took and shoved it in my pocket. "Thanks Cami." I pat his head and went to my seat.

Everyone soon came except for Isabela. I helped with the plates and the food and went back to sit. Antonio sat next beside me and Mirabel was on my right. Carlos was sitting across from me beside papa and on his left was Camilo, whispering something to him which made him smirk. These two be up to no good.

"Family," Abuela spoke which caught our attention. "Tonight we will be welcoming Isabela's boyfriend, please behave quietly." that's it and she sat back. Isabela soon arrived with someone beside her. 

Abuela greeted them. "Hola, I'm Luis Marquez." he introduced. Both of them took their seat as we started eating. Everyone was having their own chat and I was just minding my own business. 

Just then I felt my hand starting to heat up, I looked down and my feet were burning, a small fire was formed. I waved my hand and it soon disappeared, or so I thought. Just a few seconds after, my knees were slowly burning. 

I tapped a hand until it slowly disappeared. 

I stood up and excused myself to the bathroom. I closed the door but didn't lock it. Soon, another fire starts to form on my hand I rinsed it with tap water but I pulled back my hand and hissed. It hurts so much. 

I heard a knock on the door. "Y/n? you okay?" papa entered the bathroom and looked at my hands. "Yes, I'm fine." I nod my head.

In a split second Carlos was in front of me. "What the heck dude?? why are you here?"

"Just making things clear, I saw you were distracted back there."

"I'm fine."

He frowned and took my hand. "You burned yourself?" 

"I guess? whatever, it'll be gone."

He grabs and arepa on his pocket and shoved it in my mouth. I munched it as I stared at the bruise in my hand fade away. "Good as new, be back there after you calm yourself. Tio Bruno's starting to get worried." he messed my hair and left the bathroom.

I looked at my reflection on the mirror and back at my hand. 

What the hell just happened?