Strikes Of A Scarred Boy

Chapter 4

"Sometimes the person who comes off as the strongest is actually the weakest"

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Carlos's POV

"Thank you"

It came so softly that the wind could have taken it away, I almost didn't catch it in fact.

Ive never seen him so vulnerable before, so beaten up so afraid. He hides so much past those beautiful blue eyes of his, most people wouldn't catch the beauty of them from the cold glare he shoots everyone, but he can't fool me.

You can't fool someone who's been you before.

Someones whos been there and done that. I have monsters under my bed too. Everyone does. But his monsters aren't under his bed. They're in his head and it's clear as day that they're killing him

I know sorrow when I see it. I know the look in people's eyes. It's been in mine too many times before. Sometimes it's there again. But it leaves fast. I know how it is to keep putting up walls I know what it's like to not trust anyone but yourself. I don't blame him.

But I still don't know what has him this way, that lady back there is not his mom-

"No she isn't" I looked up and met his beautiful eyes but only for a few seconds before he shifted his gaze to the door.

"What?" I asked, wow I can't believe I said that out loud.

"Don't worry it happens to me too, at least nothing embarrassing came out"

I laughed and he gave me a small smile, that vanished so fast you'd never think it was there in the first place.

"I should go" he hopped down from the counter and looked up at me "thanks again- uh Carl"

"It's Carlos" I said with a frown. He smirked at me and nodded.

"Dinner!" My mom shouted and I looked down at kya "stay for dinner?" He thought for a moment before nodding again.

We walked down stairs to the dinning room "oh dear how are you?" My mom asked him

He stared at her in confusion before saying he was fine.

"That's great, would you stay for dinner dear?" Again that confused look before he said yes.

"WRITTEN IN THESE WALLS ARE THE STORYS THAT I CANT EXPLAIN!!!!!!"

Crap
Crap

Hell to the crap

"Carla!" I yelled "enough Justin Bieber!"

I heard kya giggle and I gave him and "what?" Look and raised my eye brow

"That's uh not Justin Bieber.."

My face heated up and I turned back to Carla who was just coming in

"it's One Direction you idi-ohh hot damn"

She stared at kya, wow now all my chances with him are gone. Not that I had any. Does he even bat for the same team as me?

"I'm Carla" she said hugging him

He gave her a blank look.

"Kya" he deadpanned.

"Are you single?"

"Carla!" Me my mom and my dad who was now coming in yelled at the same time.

"It's okay, yea I'm single Carla" he said

She smiled bright and ran in the room and came back with her number on a paper.

"Text me sometime" he looked at her before putting the number in his pocket.