Come Back To me ~Romeo Beckham Fanfic~

Little do you know?

Carmen's pov
"Carmen"
"Carmen, Carmen....Caaaarrrmmmeeenn"
Holy christ. I woke up with a start to find a very cheeky looking Cruz sitting on the edge of my bed. He had a cap covering half his face.
I turned to check the time.
I groaned.
"Cruz,it's six for godsake."
He gave a lopsided grin.
"You look hot when you are pissed."
What the fuck. I laughed chucking a pillow at him.
"Get off kid"
He dodged it catching it mid air. I made an "im impressed " face and got off pulling my hair into a bun.
"So basically you live in Romeo's hoodie."
He smirked. How old are you buddy?
"Shut up.. Why did you wake me up this early?"
"Oh..that..I wanted help. You know we need to decorate for fourth of july"
Really?  He woke me up at 6 am for this. What even?
I sighed.
"Cruzzz... I swear I will slap you."
"It will be a priviledge"
His level of cheekiness has reached somewhere.
I pulled his cap laughing.
"Hey"  He protested mildly.
"Fine. Junior,tell me what to do"
"Okay. Come with me."
" You are not even American,daft"
"I know..It is just for the feeling"
God kill me.
"Wait for 10 minutes. I need to brush"
" Hmm.. then I will go check something"
I nodded entering the bathroom.
My face looks tired but happy.
Last night came back in bits and pieces.
His words.
The whisper at night.
I shut my eyes. Do I love him?
Or I am just lost?
Goddamn Romeo.
I know he is holding on to an empty and broken heart,his every breath jagged by every mistake I have made.
God knows how many mistakes.

I quickly washed my face and opened the door making my hair with one hand.
"What..?"
Romeo was sprawled on my bed.
For a moment my heart stopped.
His knuckles were bloodied.
He turned his head on hearing me come out.
I went up to him picking up his hand. He got up.
I looked at him, thousands of.possibilities coming up in my mind.
Just then Cruz walked in.
"Bro you banged the wall so hard man. What's up?'
Romeo gave him a dead glare.
Enough for Cruz to get the message.
Shut up.
"Um...Carmen we will do it later..okay?bye"
He shut the door.
Romeo pulled his hand away. I grabbed it.
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Romeo's pov
She grabbed my hand.
Fuck. It hurts. Maybe I hit the wall too hard.
I can't take it anymore.
1day is left and I know there will be nothing left of me.
Mike had stopped me from breaking my knuckles.
It didn't help. Right now I want to beat up fucking Jake.
Broken,trouble mysterious Jake.
Her weakness.
She kneeled down pressing it trying to stop the blood flow.
What the..

Her eyes were tearing up.
Good job Beckham.
I pulled her chin up.
"Hey, what's wrong?"
She shook her head and got up.
I pulled her by the waist.
She was standing between my legs.
I am tired of this place.
I hope we change.
My hopes are high and I must keep them small.
Though I try to resist, I still want you
If she could read me, only if she knew the words I never told her.
Words I might never get to tell her.
She ran her fingers lightly over my knuckles.
The way she cares when I am in pain.
Only when I am in pain.
I rested my head on her chest.
Her smell engulfed me as she wrapped her arms around me.
The way her small arms wrap around me drives me mad.
"What did you do?"
I sighed. She looked scared, like I am capable of hurting her.
"I just needed to get something of my mind"
She nodded. No further questions. I pulled her closer trying to memorise the way we fit,the way she rests her head on me putting pieces of my mosiac together.
"I...I gotta go to school"
  She pulled away. Suddenly I feel empty and cold. I got up flexing my finges and turned to go when she grabbed my hand.
I turned back surprised.
"Take care" She kissed my knuckles.
The way she suddenly becomes bold frightens me and excite me at the same time.
I nodded unable to speak and headed out.
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Jake's pov.
I can't believe I am leaving this shit tomorrow.
I glanced around trying to remember the faint outlines of the room where I met her,where her lips found home in mine.
Where she seeked solace in my arms.
Where the other flame of mine said goodbye.
Where dad can't bang my head on the wall.
The nurse was packing up my stuff.
I am going to miss this sonetimes grumpy sometimes love expert lady.
"You want help?"
"No please. You please rest your ass and day dream."
I grinned. Yep I will definately miss her.
"So this is it? My last day?"
"Dare you get all sentimental boy! I am highly joyful on seeing you finally leave me"
I laughed out loud.
This place somewhere taught me a lot of things.
Things I won't forget.
Like Things change so do people
Like Love hurts you the most when you fuck with it.
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Carmen's pov
Today was one hell of a day.
I walked in only to find Brooklyn and Cruz staring at me.
"What?"
What the hell is wrong with them?
"What is up with Romeo?'
My breath got stuck.
"Why?" My voice was barely audible.
"He is either going to burst the ball or rip the house apart"
"Wait. He didn't have practise?"
" He does. He is obviously bunking it."
Oh my god. Please don't tell me.
I needed to get something of my mind.
Where is he?
As if guessing my mind, Brooklyn answered," He is upstairs"
I nodded already heading towards it.
Thump. Thump.
I walked silently.
It was deadly quiet in the hallways.
I peered through the glass.
Thump. Bounce. Back . Chuck.
He was chucking it everywhere as if trying to get rid of it. But the ball kept coming back and he kept refusing it.
I could hear his jagged breathing through the open door but I just could not enter.
Scared? Maybe I am.
Wait. He was talking to the ball.
"Is this how I am Carmen?"
What? He was still speaking.
".. I keep coming back and you keep pushing me away. And I keep hurting myself."
He screamed chucking the ball away.
I was on my knees his words hurtling towards me like a lightning bolt.
This was the first time I was hearing him talk of how I hurt him.
"Carmen, goddamn it. Why can't I hate you? Fall out of love with you? Why is it so hard?"
He was shaking now. Crying.
I swear if my heart could tear, it would have been already in pieces.
Oh Romeo.
I could not move. I could not get up and hug him,clear everything. I am weak always was always will be.
He leaned back on the wall and shut his eyes.
I covered my mouth to stop myself from crying as I turned and walked away.
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Dinner was just our parents talking and laughing. Brooklyn usually kept mum, Cruz was shut. Romeo avoided ny gaze. I just played with the food.
I could take no more.
"Excuse me."
I got up. Mom turned.
"Honey you haven't eating anything"
" Sorry mom, I am not feeling like"
She watched me,worried. I smiled for her sake and made my way towards my room.
I crashed on the bed.
Maybe I cried myself to sleep or maybe I was just too drained but within barely 15mins I was fast asleep.
I smell heartbreak on my hands
I feel sick to my stomach as I begin to stand
I see your outline in my bed
In the same spot I watched him rest his head......
I feel this emptiness in my chest
It feels surreal, but I’m feeling stressed.....
.......Please bathe me now, wash me clean
Just set my heart on fire, like gasoline
Bathe me now, wash me clean
Just set my heart on fire, like gasoline
Oh, no, like gasoline
Someone was singing. I could hear the faint strumming of the guitar. The lyrics were clear as hell.
It was already 4 in the morning and he had not slept yet.
I got up unsure whether I should go check.
Honestly I am scared of the things he might say ,things that I know are true.
I tiptoe to his room knocking at it softly.
The door opened on its own. I stood there watching him sit on the balcony rails. He had not heard me. I walked soundlessly to the glass wall pressing my hands on it.
He didn't turn. He simply stopped playing.
I entered the balcony wrapping my arms around myself. It was windy.
He spoke first.
"Could not sleep?"
I nodded climbing up on the rail. He grabbed my wrist steadying me.
One look at me and he was already taking off his hoodie.
"Don't" I stopped him.
He looked at me confused.  I scooted closer to him. He understood. He set the guitar aside,pulled me closer and wrapped his arms around me engulfing me in something I can't even fathom.
He rested his chin on my shoulder.
I caressed his knuckles carefully trying not to hurt him.
More than I already have.
"Thank you"
Wait what.
I turned towards him bewildered.
He continued his eyes searing into my eyes," for coming back."
I shut my eyes letting his words wash over me. Why so suddenly?
"Why all of a sudden?"
He shrugged.
"Just in case I never get to tell you"
My heart went cold. The way he said it. As if he was going away.
As if I am going to lose him.
I sat there motionless hoping he would say something,something better.
"Tomorrow would be a good day Carmen"
There was catch in his tone. Sadness laced with something I can't point out.
"Tell me about India!"
I looked at him shocked. He hates India. That place stole me from him so why?
"Come on you aren't a nun. Tell me about your friends,guys and dramas. You know like old times'
Ya like old times when we knew each other out. When we were all that ever mattered to each other.

For the first time I saw tears threatening to spill over from Romeo's eyes. He turned away wiping his eyes on his sleeves.
No words came out of my mouth.
He looked at me carefully. I knew his guards were up.
"Sing for me Carmen"

I nodded his tears stabbing me over and again. I picked up the guitar and turned towards him. He kept his hands on my waist watching me. I closed my eyes letting the words dance in my head.
Little do you know how I am breaking when you fall asleep
Little do you know I am still haunted by the memories.
I looked up watching him as I strummed the guitar. Shadows danced on his perfect face.
Little do you know I am trying to pick myself up piece by piece.
Little do you know I
Need a little more time.
I could not sing more. These were the words I wanted to tell him. Words left unspoken million of times.
He took the guitar gently from me catching the lone tear with his thumb before it dropped.
Suddenly his voice rang out.
Little do you know that I know you are hurting when I am sound asleep.
Little do you know all my mistakes are slowly drowning me.
I was crying now.
Little do you know I am trying to make it better piece by piece.
He paused. I know the next line and I am scared if it because it can crush me.
Little do you know I
love you till the sun dies.
Just lay your head on me.
He kept the guitar down and got down.
Then he picked me up as I buried myself in him.
He carried me slowly to his bed and lowered me.
"Will you stay for tonight?"
There again. The finality in his voice as if he will be gone tomorrow.
I nodded. He climbed up sinking next to me.
I turned resting my head on his chest.
He wrapped his one arm around me.
I shut my eyes watching the last date which he had to cut in his countdown.