Silent Art

Chapter 16 - Silent Emotions

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Chapter 16 - Silent Emotions

Baila

           "Gasp! Baila! Oh my god, what are you doing here?" Carter begins in the most awkward voice I had probably ever heard in my life. His cheeks were blushing furiously and he was raking a hand through his hair before he took one look at the man standing next to him and shoved him away, "Oh my god! Why is this man. .uh. . boy. . thing kissing me! Baila, I swear I had nothing to do with it! I have never seen him in my life!"

            I didn't know what to feel or say currently in the moment. I was frustrated because I had no freaking idea why Ace just ran away like he had just seen the Holy Ghost! And then, Carter has been hiding a secret boyfriend from me? I mean, it was kind of obvious the kid was gay, not at all because he's flamboyant- simply because he sucks at hiding his emotions and you could see the boner threatening to rise out of jeans every time the boy took one look at Zac Efron. Carter has never hidden anything like this from me, he would never be ashamed of himself. Not only was he hiding a boyfriend from me, but this supposed boyfriend of his, I have never seen before in my life. But by the looks of it, I don't think he had wanted to ever see me in his life either. He was standing there with forest green eyes, and an extremely profound jawline,  but his face was blindingly pale - as if he knew something I didn't, and I wasn't sure I wanted to know what it was.

"Carter Romero Fuentes," I began with the deadliest stare I could muster, slowly walking towards a trembling Carter, "If you don't cut the bullshit, and explain what the fuck is going on here I swear to God I will rip your eyes out with my bare hands." I was fully in his face at this point, and I could feel his heavy breathing on my forehead.

"Did you have to use my full name?" This boy is really fucking stupid.

"Carter!" Carter flinched back in fear, I didn't even bother to look at the man who was still awkwardly standing next to us.

"Okay, okay, okay! Well, Bella, I'm gay, and that's my boyfriend JB." Carter said jabbing his thumb towards JB.

I scoffed, "The kid's not fucking Justin Bieber, I know you know his real name, so what the hell is it? And where the fuck did he come from and why are you hiding him from me?" It was actually quite astounding that Carter was stupid enough to not answer me, but also endearing that he was, in his own Carter-ish way, standing up to me.

A sheepish look morphed onto Carter's face, "Well, I think he should tell you the answers to that, not me, it's not my place to tell."

I could've slapped him. Like honest to everything, I could've at that exact moment slapped him so hard my handprint would be tattooed on his face, "You can't tell me? Your sister? Your only sister? And this piece of shit has to tell me?" I asked sticking my hand out and grabbing the man next to me's shirt, finally taking the chance to look at him in the eye.