Innocence is just her disguise (Sadie Bane)

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I go up to my dad and tap his shoulder, leaning in to whisper in his ear, "Tell Carlos he needs to stay here so we can make sure they don't come after him."

"But he doesn't need to stay here." Dad shakes his head and I sigh. Why can't he just do what I say?

"Yeah but just tell him." He looks at me for a minute and a smile spreads on his lips.

"Does my daughter have a crush?" He asks suspiciously.

"What? No. Eww. Shut up." I fake gag and he laughs. "Can you please just go tell him he needs to stay?" I beg.

"Fine." He sighs and gets up and walks over to Carlos who's sitting on the couch, staring at the tv. I don't think he's watching it though, he's been staring at it emotionlessly, not moving for the past nine minutes. Plus, the tv is off.

After the two 'manly men' finish their conversation, Carlos stands from the couch and walks over to me.

"Don't get mad at me because I'm not the one who suggested it, but your dad said I have to stay here tonight."

"Ok." I shrug, biting back a smile.

"Y-You're not going to complain?" He asks shocked. I'm shocked too. I shrug.

"I'm too tired."

We walk into my room and I lay in my bed and wait for him to lay down but he never does. I look back at him and he's laying on the floor.

"What are you doing?" I ask and he looks at me.

"Sleeping."

"Why are you down there?"

"I don't have anywhere else to sleep."

"W-What about in my bed?" I ask quietly and he laughs. Sadie, don't be weird.

"That's funny." He says and I feel my face heat up.

"Why?"

"Sadie Bane wouldn't ever let me sleep in her bed with her." I turn back around and lay there silently, staring at the wall. Why doesn't he want to lay down with me? I basically just told him to lay in my bed but he didn't. Why?

After a while I can't do this anymore. I cautiously get up from my bed and lay next to him on the floor. His back is turned to me as quiet snores escape his nose. I stare at him for a while, wanting so badly to smell his black hair.

I slowly bring my hand up to his neck and rest my hand on the back of it. Then I trace my hand up to his hair and awkwardly stroke it. What am I doing? I scoot closer to him before cautiously wrapping my arm around his stomach and cuddling up to him. I've never cuddled with anyone before. Am I doing this right? It feels right, but it also feels weird, but also relaxing.

When I'm suddenly pulled from my sleep I open my eyes and look around. It's still night? I sigh and look beside me, smiling. Carlos is still asleep but he's facing me now, allowing me to see his peaceful and stupid, charming face. His blanket came off of him. Is he cold? I take the blanket and cover him back up, then scoot closer to him until our bodies are touching and wrap my arm around his stomach again, laying my forehead against his chest. This feels nice, but awkward.

"Ow. Really Sadie?" I hear and open my eyes.

"What?" I ask, yawning.

"You're biting my arm." I look down and his arm is in my mouth. How did that happen?

"Oops." I squeak, taking his arm out of my mouth. We both sit up.

"Why are you on the floor?" He asks, scratching his unkempt hair.

"Uh, uh, I must've rolled out of bed." I shrug.

"Oh." He nods slowly. "Your dad came by and said he had to leave for a while." He tells me and I hold back a smile.

YESS! IM FINALLY ALONE WITH CARLOS!

"Ok. I'm going to the bathroom." I say and leave the room. I'm taking another shower. I don't want to smell bad. He might run away from me.

I wash the soap out of my hair as thoughts continue to run through my clever brain.

Hmm, so I want Carlos's attention. What should I do? What can I do to get his attention? I just want to talk to him because I feel like I haven't seen him in three hours when really it's only been ten minutes, and I can't wait until I'm finished with my shower because I'm very impatient. I just miss him! Am I needy? Nah, I'm beautiful.

I suddenly grab the body soap from the shelf and chuck it on the floor of the tub, making a loud thud echo. I wait to see if Carlos comes but he doesn't. I shake my head before knocking another bottle of soap off the shelf and it does the same thing but he doesn't come. I do it again but he still doesn't come. Ok, this isn't working. What else can I do?

I purposely slip and fall making a really loud thud and I cry out in pain as I hit my cheek on the hard, slimy shower floor. That fucking hurt! I'm such a fucking dumb ass!

I hear a knock on the door. "Sadie?" Carlos shouts.

"Yeah?" I barely move my mouth, not wanting to feel the aching that will erupt in my jaw if I move.

"Are you okay?" Am I okay? No. No, I am really not okay.

"Uhh, not really!"

"Do you need help?!"

"I don't know!" I hear the door open and the shower curtain opens. I freeze and look up to see Carlos with his hand over his eyes.

"Ok, what do I do?" He asks.

"I don't know. I hit my jaw." He feels around until his hand stops on the knob and he shuts the water off. Then he grabs the towel and covers me up with it so I wrap it around me and wait. He uncovers his eyes and carefully picks me up, carrying me out of the bathroom. He didn't really need to pick me up, but I'm not complaining. He brings me to my room and lays me on my bed.

"What happened?" He asks.

"I fell." I answer, still holding my right cheek. Fell? Or did you jump to the floor? Shush, shush. He might hear you.

"I think I broke my jaw." I say.

"That's not good. What do you want me to do?" Usually he would just go for it and do something. Why is he asking me what to do?!

"Just get me some ice." I decide and he leaves.

He comes back with something in his hands and rushes over to me, panting and gasping.

"It's cold!Take it!" He whines, dropping it on my chest.

"Carlos!" I gasp.

"Sorry." He murmurs, wiping his hands on his pants before taking the ice cubes off.

"When I said bring me some ice I didn't mean to get a handful of ice cubes and bring them to me, I meant get me an ice pack." I explain angrily.

"Sorry." He murmurs. I stare at him for a minute before laughing. "What?" He asks confused.

"I'm- I'm sorry. It's just, sometimes your stupidity really cracks me up." I laugh.

"Stop calling me stupid." He frowns, pouting his lips and I keep laughing. "Stop it Sadie." He says. Oh, he's actually mad. My smile fades and I look at him.

"I-I was just saying... you're just..." I stammer. "You just made me laugh. That's all." I shrug.

"Ok." He says bluntly, his brows still frowned. He takes the ice and walks out of the room. What's up with him?