Fighting For What's Right BOYxBOY

Chapter 1

Something's Up

Carlos's POV.

The lunchroom was the most noisy room in the school. Adam and Joseph was having a tongue fight Shane and Eddie was aguring about video games and Mike and I well we haven't talked in a while. I haven't gotten a text from my brother since this morning and it's bugging me. I kept on checking my phone but Sam haven't responded back.

"You've check that for the hundredth time." Mike said making me look at him.

"What is it to you that I check my phone? It's mine." I asked and answered my question.

"His probably sleeping," Mike said getting up and taking his finish lunch to the trash.

No it's not that something is wrong. I began to look all around the lunchroom I couldn't take it anymore I got up and walked out the lunchroom ignoring the fact that my friends were telling me to stop.

I got to my car and was fighting with my keys. They fell to the ground for the third time, I kept on getting annoyed and went to reach for them when a hand reach them first making me jump back and looking at who ever was there and it was the last person I thought that would be there.

Mike.

I snatch my keys out of his hands and finally open my door without the keys touching the ground.

"You're welcome, Mike." Mike said using his name as a third person. I looked at him over my shoulder.

"Yeah," I said and got in my car wanting to talk to him.

"How's Sam?" Mike asked not wanting to leave.

"That's why I'm leaving cause he haven't answer my text since this morning." I answered and got in the car, closing the door and looking at the spot that Mike was at but it was empty, there's not point in looking in the mirrior cause I knew-I stop my thought there when I saw Mike getting in my car.

Don't you hate when someone gets in you're car without getting an invite frist. I was looking at Mike with an expression that said 'you better get out or I push you out' but he didn't get the memo and buckled his seatbelt. I didn't tell him anything because I was tired of talking to him.

"Turn the car on and let's go see you're brother." Mike said. Ever since I introuduce my brother, Sam, to the gang they loved him like a brother even though he was mine to begin with. I pulled the car out and parking lot and headed home hoping and praying that his safe.

Sam's POV.

I was hiding. If hiding means going into the closet and closing the door then yes, that's actually what I was doing that's because my father was on the hunt for prey and apparently I was the prey. Why didn't I went to school with my brother Carlos?

My dad decided to be sick today and stay home from work making me not go to school and enjoy the day with Carlos and his friends. I was in my thoughts when the closet door suddenly open and there stood my father swaying side to side with a bottle of rum in his hands.

"What are you doing in here?" He asked and grab my hair pulling me out the closet and dragging me toward the hallway. I couldn't keep my eyes open considering that his pulling my hair. I heard a door opening and then felt a cold tile on my feet. I looked around and notice that I was in the bathroom tub.

He turned on the water and here comes the beating. Everytime he hits me he takes me bathroom so if I bleed it will go down the drain. He had the bottle in his hands and when he finished drinking it he began to hit me with that.

I heard a noise and my brother's voice "Sam!!!" I heard footstep and a figure stop in front of the bathroom door. My brother's face was pale white, he grab our father and slamed him agaisnt the wall. My father didn't feel the pain and began to laugh.

Mike grab me from the tub and make his way to the front door. "Carlos," I said knowing what I was saying Mike just shook his head and took me outside.

"It's ok, Sam you're going to stay with me. Don't worry about your brother." Mike said as he put me in the backseat. That's when everything change for me when I heard a gunshot go off.

"Carlos!!!!" I screamed I saw my father running out the house, getting in his car and driving away. I slumped myself in the car not wanting to move what's the point my brother was already killed and I think Mike's too.

Mike's POV.

I was walking back into the house and to the bathroom where Carlos and his father were at. As I got closer Carlos's father ran out the bathroom and into his room grabing a gun. Carlos was coming out the bathroom when his father shot the gun. The bullet hit Carlos and he stumble back grabbing his chest and falling. His father ran pass us and out the door where I heard Sam screaming.

Carlos was breathing fast and that's not a good sign. I couldn't take out my phone to call 911 so I dragged him out the house and into the car where Sam was crying his eyes out.

"Carlos," Sam said. I open the door and place him inside closing it, opening my side and getting in. I dash out the house and into traffic, taking all the red lights and a cop car behind me but I couldn't stop. If they wanted to give me a ticket then so be it but frist let me take Carlos to the hospital.

I made it in the hospital and parked in the emergency lane, "Sir, you can't park there it's only for emergency," A doctor told me but I didn't listen to him. I open the door and showed him that it was one. He called out for other doctor and a bed. They took Carlos out the car, on the bed and went running inside. Sam stood there waiting for me to go in with him.

Sam grab my hand and took me inside where the cold air hit my face but I didn't shiver to it. My blood was boiling at what just happen. My luck turned bad when the cops got here.