Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane)

9

When I open my eyes I notice Carlos's arms are wrapped around me and he's so close to me that he's almost on top of me.

"Get off." I growl pushing him off the bed and he lands on the floor with a thud. He slowly sits up and looks at me.

"Hey." He whines.

"What?" I ask.

"Why did you push me?" He asks.

"It's called personal space. You were invading it." I say and turn the other way, closing my eyes.

"So what are we doing today?" I hear and my eyes shoot open. I turn around and stare at him.

"We," I say, pointing to both of us, "are not doing anything." I say and he frowns. "I," I point to myself, "am going to figure out what to do with you." I point to him at the end.

"So we're going to figure out what to do with me?" He asks with a smile. I sigh and get out of bed. What am I going to do with him?

I walk downstairs, looking around. Where did Carlos go? I left my bedroom to go to the bathroom and when I came back he was gone.

"Carlos!" I shout looking for him. I hear a thud. Did that come from my dads office? Oh god, no!

I run into the office and see Carlos standing on the wide window seal of the huge window

"What are you doing!" I spread my arms out.

"Admiring your house." He explains innocently.

"Let's go." I say, huffing angrily.

"Where?"

"Somewhere away from my house." I need to get him out of here before he burns the place down.

We get to my black motorcycle and I get on.

"Can I drive?" He asks. I turn my head to give him a look.

"You really think I'm gonna let you drive this?" I cock a brow. "Get on." I sigh after he doesn't say anything.

"At least I get to hold onto you." He shrugs. I roll my eyes. I hate him. He wraps his arms around me and lays his head on my shoulder.

"Get your head off my shoulder." I demand and he obeys. Finally, I get him away from my house.

I speed past the red light, ignoring the honks I receive from other drivers.

"The light was red!" Carlos shouts over the wind.

"You think I give a shit?" I ask.

"No." He says. "Ahh!" Carlos screams in my ear and, because of the loudness and unexpectedness of his girly scream, I swerve the bike and end up in a lake, sinking beneath the cold water.

I start swimming toward the top where he already is but I get yanked back. I look at down what's keeping holding me back and realize my pants are stuck on my motorcycle. Seriously! I try pulling it off, panicking now as my lungs start begging for oxygen.

I feel arms snake around me and start pulling me but I don't move, just continue sinking down. I look up and see Carlos. He tugs on me but it still doesn't work. I nod toward my bike and he looks at it, finding what the cause of my soon to be death is. He pulls on it and my jeans tear. Carlos hands me an apologetic smile sliding my pants down.

"Car-" I start but water swims into my mouth, drowning me. He grabs me and brings me to the surface. We both gasp for air while I also spit out disgusting water.

"Are you okay?" He asks. Once I collect myself, I turn to him.

"Why did you scream?" I ask angrily. His cheeks turn bright red.

"Umm you're welcome for saving your life." He mutters.

"Why did you scream?" I repeat.

"You almost ran over a rabbit." He says. I stare at him, speechless, debating on what I should do. Should I punch him or drown him?

"Fuck you." I growl and start swimming away.

We get on the grass and start walking, when a realization comes to me and I freeze, looking down at my legs.

"Fuck." I mutter.

"Nice legs." Carlos chuckles.

"What do I do now? I cant just go around pants-less!" I groan. This is all his fault! He takes off his black sweatshirt and ties it around my waist. "What are you doing?" I ask, immediately tensing up.

"You can wear this for now until we get you some new pants, and you can walk right in front of me so no one sees anything." He explains, twisting it so its covering the front of me. He gets right behind me and starts walking.

"This is stupid." I grumble.