Blood Stains

late night talks.

"we're closed." Carmen laughed pulling her duffle bag higher on her shoulder.

"I know, I wanted to walk you home. The buses don't run so late." He said taking her bag for her.

"What a gentlemen you are." She smiled pulling her skirt down a bit.

"You're a great singer." He smiled looking down at her as they walked.

"Thank you, i hoping to be the queen of rock n roll one day." She giggled.

Carmen wrapped her arms snugly around her body. She looked up at James through her lashes. James had his hands shoved in his pocked, his face to the sky. He quickly looked over at her. Carmen wrinkled her nose and bared her teeth at him.

"You're so cute." he laughed pinching her cheek.

They were about halfway there when it started to pour. James quickly took off his jacket and held it over her head.

"My place is just right there, we can stop til the rain stops and I'll take you home." He said as they ran.

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Carmen let her wet hair down. She looked over at the soaked James, His shirt stuck to his skin. Her eyes raked over his body.

"You need a towel?" James asked peeling his shirt off.

"uh, yes please." her eyes glued to him.

He quickly came back and tossed her it. she ruffled it in her hair, quickly braiding it. He walked into kitchen his sweatpants hanging low. He opened the fridge. "food?"

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Carmen sat on James bed she looked at herself in the mirror. She frowned at her reflection. She ran her finger along the scar on her cheek.

There was a knock on the door.
"Are you dressed?" James asked.

"Yeah." She said still looking at herself in the mirror.

He popped his head in.
"Its still pouring out there, and I don't have a car right now. If you want you can stay."

"Thank you, let me just call my mom." she turned and looked at him a small smile on his face.

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"I don't know cariño, I've never met this person, and you know I don't like Garrett being home alone." Felicia sighed into the phone.

"Ma, its raining bullets." Carmen whined "and Garrett's always hanging with the guys upstairs anyway."

"Fine, it anything happens call me immediately, I'm working at the nursery."
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Carmen sat on James's couch. She looked over at James as he sat at the kitchen bar eyes glued on his laptop, his glasses on the tip on his nose.

"staring is rude yah know." He laughed closing his laptop and placing his glasses on them.

She climbed over the couch. walked over to him, his shirt a dress on her petite frame.

"What are you doing over there?" she giggled standing front of him.

"re-certification." he replied pulling his shirt back onto her shoulder.

"In" she questioned.

"psychology" he sighed leaning back on the counter.

"Ohh! so you can like read people?" she asked excited.

"yeah kinda." he laughed at her excitement.

"read me."

He ran his tongue over his bottom lip and looked at her green, grey eyes, a giant smile planted on her face. her dyed blonde hair falling out of the braid. his eyes ran over the scar on her cheek about a million times, he wanted to ask where she got it from, He knew it was from the other guy but he knew it was a touchy topic.

"Please" she begged pouting.

"Okay, You're an eighteen year old girl who's been through a lot of things that a person as amazing as her shouldn't go through."

"Wrong." she laughed "I'm nineteen."

"Is that all?" He smiled at how cute she was.

"And everything that happened to me is my own fault, no one else's." She added turning away and walking back to the couch.

"No one else's." Carmen whispered to herself remembering when it all started.