Begin Again (Carlos Pena)

9 - Promise

Chapter 9

I couldn't help the tears that rolled down my cheeks as I laid flat onto the bed. I hadn't even this humiliated since my grandfather had taken custody of me. Carlos claiming he knew me, saying I was nothing but a person clawing into a higher position.

How dare he?

I wouldn't tell Jen about this, she was in Cloud 9 with her new boyfriend, telling her this would've affected our relationship. But the way Carlos looked me straight into my eyes and spat all those mean things, made me feel like the most horrible person in the world. I could still hear the words being spilt from his mouth fresh in my mind.

"That's what you are, an 'innocent' girl who claims to be simple but in reality you're trying to be more popular." his tone carried an unforgettable anger.

"What are you talking about, you don't even know me!" I replied.

"I know exactly who you are! You're trying to be something that you're not! Just because you have a pretty face doesn't make you better than anyone else Andy!" he nearly yelled.

Jen still hadn't come back from the kitchen with a bowl of popcorn, I wanted all of this to stop. According to Carlos we would've just watched a movie but no. I was being insulted nevertheless, my eyes stung as I tried holding back the tears. I couldn't take anymore and ran away from what was happening.

There was a knock on the door and I quickly tried wiping the tears away. It was no use, my eyes were puffy and red, anyone would've known I was crying.

"Come in."

Marc walked in closing the door behind him and came directly towards me hugging me. My head rested under the crook of his neck as he cradled me, while I bawled like a baby.

"Marc... I...." I tried speaking but my sobs were to controlling.

"Shh, I heard everything. Stupid bastard, how could he say all those things to you Andy." Marc spoke, I'd never seen him so infuriated like he was right then.

"He's your sisters boyfriend Marc." I said wiping the tears with the back of my hand.

"So? Doesn't make him any less of an asshole. He's got no right to say that to you. I oughta go down there and beat him senseless." I could feel his arms tightened, tensing up around me. I could hear his heartbeat speed up as he talked.

"No, just leave it like that, and please don't say anything to Jen. She's in love and I don't want to complain to her." I pleaded, Marc sighed his tension lightening up a bit.

"Fine, just promise me you'll never be near him again."

"I promise."

We stayed there for what seemed hours until I woke up, he was gone. Marc had lulled me to sleep, leaving me asleep in bed.

I sat up looking into the mirror I had nailed onto the wall. My hair was a mess and my mascara had run down my face. I hadn't cried like this since... well since my parents. I guess that was what really hurt me the most.

I walked over to the bathroom washing my face and brushing my teeth. I looked at my reflection while I brushed my hair convincing myself I wasn't that horrible of a person as Carlos claimed me to be.

I quickly changed into some working clothes since we still had to setup the entire building that John and Carol bought.

I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen, I opened the cabinets to grab a granola bar from it, I also poured myself a glass of milk. I opened the wrapper as Carol walked in talking on be phone.