Random one shots

Marry Me?

"Do you think she'll like it?" I asked nervously. "She has too man don't sweat it." My best friend Carlos said. "Easy for you to say, your not the one proposing," I said. "Yeah..." He said with a hint of sadness in his eyes. It disappeared as quickly as it came but I still saw it. Carlos was VERY handsome. He had a strong jawline and high cheekbones. His dark unruly hair was fluffy and attractive. He could easily get a girl yet he has only had 2 girlfriends in his lifetime. He never seemed truly happy with any of them. I felt bad, I was practically rubbing in the fact that I found the one and wanted to marry her. But he's my best friend and I wouldn't want to find a ring with anyone else. I paid a whopping amount of money for the ring. But for Annabeth, it was worth it. 

After Carlos and I hung out at my favorite coffee shop(a reference to my other story The Coffee Shop) they have the best coffee on Main Street. I made my way home. "I'm home" I called. There was no answer. "Hello?" I said again. I opened up the door to my bedroom and the sight I saw made my heart stop. "It- it's not what it looks like," Annabeth said hurriedly. I. Was. Furious. "How could you," I said tears swelling up. "WEVE has BEEN TOGETHER 5 FRICKEN YEARS ANNABETH!" I cried. "I'm sorry but I love him!" She pointed to the man beside her. Okay, I admit it. Even my Bi ass could see he was hot. But that's beside the point. He ruined my relationship. "GET OUT NOW I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN," I said with fury. "Wa- wait we can talk about this, it was a mistake I love you," she said. "No, you don't I said calmly" "You made your choice now I'm making mine." The hot- I mean disgusting man put on his clothes and made his way out of the room dragging Annabeth with him. He avoided my eyes as he walked past. 

"I was going to propose," I said. I thought about chucking it at them but then again I paid a lot of moolah for that ring so there ain't no way I was gonna let these pieces of trash have it. I threw all of her clothes and other shit at them. I was totally keeping some of her jewelry, if she was gonna cheat then I should at least make some money off of it. I was actually happy this happened today. I was about to marry this B. I hate that B I want her in a ditch. Ugh, and there did it on MY bed. WTH rude. I changed the sheets and threw them out. I sat down for a second and let what just happened to sink in.

She- she cheated on me. Why, WHY was I not good enough, did she ever even love me? I loved her and she left. I'm all alone now. Then I broke down. I started throwing things everywhere. I burned every. single. thing. she owned. I didn't even want to say her name. It caused so much pain.

                                                                                   Carlos's P.O.V

I had gotten home a few hours prior and decided to take a quick nap. I laid down and drifted off to sleep. Suddenly I was woken up by my phone buzzing. It was Jack? "Hello?" I said groggily since I had just woken up. "Car- Carlos I need you to come over...please?" His sounded so helpless my heart broke. "Of course dude ill be over in 5". "Thank you so much" "No prob-" He hung up before I could finish my sentence. I was really nervous. Did Annabeth say no? I quickly put on some cologne and some skinny jeans and made my way over to his apartment. I knocked on the door. Jack opened up the door. My heart stopped. He looked like a mess. His hair was frizzy and his eyes were red and puffy. His apartment didn't look much better. There were books ripped and thrown everywhere. Eggs were smashed on the floor. Furniture was turned over. Glass was smashed. The only other time I had seen him this bad was when Jack came out to his Grandmother and she didn't accept him. Jack didn't talk to anyone for weeks. Luckily that old hag died a month later. Let's just say Jack wasn't too sad at that funeral.

"Wth happened," I said. "She cheated on me," Jack said as tears started running down his face. I pulled him into a hug. "It's gonna be okay," I said. I felt so bad and guilty. I was lowkey happy, I hated her and Jack should be mine. I'm such a bad person. Sadness for Jack overwhelmed me pushing my happiness down. "Come on let's get you into bed," I said. Jack was already nodding off. I picked him up and carried him to his bed bridal style, maybe that's not a good thing to say right now... After I got him into his bed. I started cleaning up. This was gonna take a while. I started by picking up the glass and eggshells. Couldn't he have thrown cheese or something easier to pick up? I put up and taped books back together. Jack loved his books so he would be devastated if they were ruined. Only a couple of books were ruined so after I finished cleaning up the mess, I made my way over to the local book store. On my way, I passed the Voltron Cafe(Another mention of my story) and got 6 drinks. And a dozen donuts. It would hopefully make Jack feel better. Speaking of Jack, I better get back before he wakes up. A few minutes later I was back in Jack's apartment. Coffee, donuts, and 4 cartons of ice cream in hand. I was good friends with Lance so I told him my situation and scored 4 whole cartons. 

Thanks, Lance I thought to myself. I started making some pancakes and eggs. After everything was laid out for Jack to eat. I left him a note explaining that I was getting clothes. I knew I was going to be staying here for at least a week so I decided to prepare. This is gonna be a long week I just know it.