Complete Me(ManxMan)√

CHAPTER 3 : Freedom With A Price√

[ Carlos ]

I stared at the angry face of my sister. Her gorgeous green eyes sparkled fiercely as she stood before me, seething beyond relief.

"I can't believe you let him do this to you again." I looked down at my hands, knowing exactly what she would say next, it was the same every time. Phillip would leave me, come back an hour later, we'd have sex and then he'd be gone the next morning, I'd call my sister and tell her what happened over the phone while I tried to think of what to do with myself until she arrived.

"You shouldn't have to take this crap, Carlos! " She shook her head." I'm so fucking sick of this. It's either he gets over his obsession with perfection or he leaves you the fuck alone. Carlos, you are better than this. Why can't you see that? Why can't you see that this is not right? It is not love. "

"It is love, Cammy." I said standing up. I walked into the kitchen and she followed.

"No, it is not. Love is spontaneous, it has no fucking schedule. "I sigh and pick up the schedule Phillip laid out for me before he left.

10:30am- Expect a call from Phillip
13:15pm- Lunch at Floral's Lunch-in
15:00pm- Visit my office for a chat
17:00pm- To the hospital for a check up

Camile snatched the sheet of paper from me and I looked up at her.

"I need that." I stated pointing at it with a frown.

"This isn't life!" She yelled and before my eyes she tore the sheet of paper. I blinked and the corners of my lip twitched.

"Try telling dad that." I said and began fixing myself coffee.

"I don't see why you insist on doing as he says. It is your life, not his. You have to do what makes you happy, bro." She touched the back of my hand and I smiled.

"How could I?" I asked staring at her hand, I take her delicate hand in mine and trace the back with my thumb." I only know what I'm told," she narrowed her eyes.

"Then stop. Learn something else."

"It isn't that simple, I had to wait an entire year for dad to accept that I was gay, how can I just...not do what he says. "

"Simple! You just don't!" She said in frustration. "Carlos, stop living for him and start living for yourself for once, you are a human being and your fucking 25! You don't have to keep listening to him." I shook my head and laughed. I looked at the watch on my wrist, 10:15am.

"I know, Camile. "She puffed out her cheeks.

"Ugh, I hate when you do that!" I looked to her in confusion.

"Do what? "

"Act as though you're actually taking what I'm saying to heart, even though you aren't." She huffed and folded her arms. "For once, listen to me! God, I think I was meant to be the gay man between us, I'm more fun than you!" I giggled.

"You know, not all gay men are carefree. "She pouted.

"Yeah, but I think most of them have long since stopped listening to Daddy Dearest." I rolled my eyes just as the phone began to ring. Camile glared at me and I went for it but she beat me to it. I groaned.

"Hello, Phillip." She said smirking at me. I put my hand out but she shook her head. "Oh, he can't come to the phone right now. "She sassed.

"Camile," I whispered threateningly.

"No, he just doesn't want to talk to you." I gapped.

"Camile!" I yelled and she laughed before handing it over to me. I felt my heart beat pick up.

"Carlos, what is your sister on about? I thought we talked about this, you shouldn't involve her in our business. "He said all business like. I felt my eyes stare daggers into the wall.

"She's my sister and my best friend, I tell her everything."

"I get that, but you should not tell her about what goes on with us." He demanded.

"You can't order me around, Phillip. I'm not a child." For the first time ever, I found myself more willing to defy him, I found myself actually listening to my sister. My heart skipped a beat and I felt overwhelmed with confidence.

"What the hell is wrong with you? "He demanded, his tone harsh.

"You are what's wrong with me, Phillip." I hissed, my hand curling around the wire of the house phone.

"Carlos, I will talk to you later. "I blanched.

"We are talking now." I said furiously, I couldn't understand it but he was making me angry, for the first time I actually wanted nothing more than to be free of him.

"We will talk later, OK? You are obviouys not thinking straight, go to bed and rest. I will see you at 13:15, be ready. "Before I could answer the call end tone rang out in my ear. I banged the phone onto the stand and turned to find my sister beaming.

"Damn, you sure told him." I flushed. "Didn't think you had it in you." She smirked. "Well, I have to go, talk to you later, alright?" I gave a nod and hugged myself. She kissed my cheek before bounding out of my front door, I glanced at the phone thinking maybe I should call him again when my sisters voice came to mind so I let it go. I really couldn't ask for a better sibling.

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I sat before Phillip in the usual diner he takes me to for lunch every Tuesday. He pursed his lip while going through the menu even though he gets the same thing every time. I stare at him. I couldn't explain what but there was this nagging feeling at the back of my mind and there was a pull I felt, not even sure where from or where too.

"What did you do today? "He asked the same question he always asked when we came here. I didn't answer him immediately. I had my arms folded over my chest as I stared at him.

"Not like you don't know, it's my day off, like every Tuesday. What do I do on my day off? I have my sister over, we talk, she leaves and you call and we argue and here we are after a much needed nap. "He looked up at me.

"OK, what's the problem?" I glared, my jaw clenching.

"You!" I basically yell and he reared his head back.

"You don't have to yell." I huffed shaking my head.

"That's all you fucking know!" I stood up, slapping my hand on the table." I'm so fucking sick of this, you never listen to me, you make me a new schedule everyday and I hate it. You leave me only to come back an hour or two later at most, fuck me as you like then disappear the next morning. When have you ever spent the day with me when you didn't plan it? When have you ever just kissed me without having to plan it out? Never! You say you love me but honestly, you just want to control me. I hate it." I fumed, I stood up straighter feeling lighter. Free.

"Carlos, you need to sit down." I laughed for the first time ever, I laughed my heart out and it felt good.

"No, no I don't actually. But you stay comfortable, I, on the other hand will be getting myself some ice-cream from the man across the street and I don't care what you say about it because I am done." I bowed and turned around, there was a series of applause from the local people, most of them knowing more about my relationship than my poor mother.

Stepping out onto the fresh air, it feels like the world had been lifted off of my shoulders. I looked left then right and walked across the street for a chocolate vanilla ice-cream. I smiled at the man before turning and licking my much needed iced treat with a content sigh. I didn't look where I was going when the sound of wheels screeching to a stop and suddenly I felt as though my entire body was on fire as I ached. I blinked rapidly, my heart beat rapidly.

"Somebody call an ambulance!"