THE SWEETEST SIN(BxB)

40: The Ruse.

A/N: This chapter has two POVs. 

CARL'S POV

"Nice room." He delivered a compliment as he took in my room.

"Thanks." I retorted, taking a seat on the edge of my bed.

"What do we have here?" He reached out for my stuffed animal which was lying in a box on top of my study table, along with my books and computer. I named him, Mr. Bunny. Mom had gotten him for me on my sixth birthday. One of his ears was torn and his left eye was missing.

"Mr. Bunny. That's his name." I shot a reply, recalling how excited I was when mom bought him for me. I remember cuddling with Mr. Bunny at night, bathing with him and feeding him. Of course the food didn't make it to his stomach because he didn't have one. Over the years, I lost most of my stuffed animals. Only Mr. Bunny and I think three others are left.

"You even have a name for him? Cute." He smiled, examining the stuffed animal that was currently in his possession. "Wonder what happened to one of his eyes."

"I gouged it out." I rejoined with a cringe.

"Shit. That's so savage. I wonder what the poor bunny did to deserve your wrath." He started walking towards my seated form.

"It wasn't his fault. I was going through something back then and the only way to cope was dismember him. Gouged his eyes out and shredded his ear." I confessed, my mind drifting back to the early stages of my childhood. I did some pretty disturbing things back then.

"Now I'm scared of what you might do to me if I get on your bad side." He sat next to me on the bed. The mattress sank slightly due to his weight. His scent that I loved so much, instantly flooded my nostrils.

"You don't wanna find out." I quipped, a smile touching my lips.

"Oh no, I am petrified." He spoke in a small child's voice and I couldn't hold a giggle that vamoosed from my mouth. He regarded me, a content smile covering his lips. Diffidence impulsively took over my being, accompanied by a blush that didn't hesitate to singe my cheeks. I could never get used to him, looking at me like that...like I am the only boy in the world. He makes me feel seen, cared for and desired. I never thought that the boy I abhorred so much a while back is the very same one that I would fall in love with.

"Hey Carlito..." He spoke, taking my hand in his. Warmth surged through my body at the physical contact. "What really happened? Why did you send me those texts?" He inquired, calmness settled in his voice.

"My mom. She gave me an ultimatum. She asked me to either choose you or my family. And I chose the latter. I'm sorry." I revealed, tearing my gaze from his. Suddenly our entwined hands was the most interesting thing to look at.

"Carlito, you don't have to apologize for choosing your family. They are an important part of you so it's only normal that you would choose them."

"So, you are not mad at me?" I queried, gazing at him.

"Oh, I am mad that you didn't think it important to discuss this with me first. You decided to end things without talking to me. Carlito, we are in this relationship together which means every decision that affects our relationship should be made by the both of us. As in, you and me." He had a point. I should have consulted him first before making such a big decision.

"I was scared of facing you so I sent the texts. I'm really sorry." I weaved an apology.

"It's okay." He brought my hand to his lips and planted a few pecks on my knuckles. "Carlito, I want us to communicate if something is wrong in order to find a solution together." He proposed.