Nightmare Or Reality
Carlos's POV.
Screaming. That's all I heard, I ran around the corner and saw my father standing there with Sam in his arm and a knife in the other hand. He stab Sam again and again and again. "Sam!!!!" but he wasn't listening to me and began to cry.
"Carlos why aren't you doing anything to help me?"
"Help him, Carlos."
"Let him go and take me."
"Why? Who said that I wanted you?"
I bolted up on the bed making Mike moan and rub his eyes, "What's wrong babe?" He asked holding my hip so I won't move.
"He never wanted me."
"Babe who?"
"My dad he never wanted me when I was gone he took the chance in taking Sam. Babe help me get my brother back, because if you don't help me I'll leave you and go and bring him back and if that's going to send me to prison then so be it."
"Babe come back to bed it was just a nightmare," I snicker and he grunted, "Are you really going to go through with this?"
"Yes I am, his my brother. I have someone to fight for and if you're not going to fight next to me then I will stand alone even If I fall I'll get right back up and try again."
Mike sigh and hang his head, "Babe are we fighting?"
"No, we're having a disagreement. It's call talking."
"Talking?"
"Yes, babe that's beside the point will you help me go to Alaska and find my brother so I can be the happiest man alive, married you and have million of kids." I smiled at that part and looked away because Mike had the same expression on his face and I was getting shy right about now.
"You want to have kids with me?"
"Yes, of course I do." I said looking back at him. "You're the love of my life why would I want to loose you. I want you to help me and bring my-" Mike lean in and capture my lips, grab my face and continue kissing me. I didn't know what to feel, should I push him away or should I let him. This feels like a dream and reality, I don't know what's real or not.
"Please," I whisper.
"I'll help you babe, I'll marry you and you can have the wedding of you're dreams."
The wedding of my dreams. I smile at that and lean on Mike's chest listening to his heart. "Now let's go back to sleep."
"Can't, but lets go to the kitchen and find something to eat."
"Okay," We got up and headed to the kitchen as we got there I hear someone crying. I knew that crying but who was it as we got closer to the kitchen I looked back and notice that Mike wasn't there anymore. What's going on?
"Sam,"
"Carlos help me."
"Carlos help him, what you going to do?"
I was about to attack when I felt a hand on my shoulder. "Babe, why do you have a knife in you're hand and why who you telling to let go of you're brother?"
I blinked and looked down at my hands, I was shock I drop the knife and step back. "What's going on here?" Dean coming in the kitchen. I looked over and he looked like a dead cat on drugs.
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Fighting For What's Right BOYxBOY
Genç KurguMike & Carlos Story Carlos is 17 in 11th grade just like the rest of the gang. But then his brother, Sam, disappear and they don't know where he went or who taken him. Who would take him? It's been already two years that he's gone. Would Mike stay...