A/N: So, chapter 8 :). I uploaded it pretty damn fast in my opinion :D. Have fun reading it and please review (I still feel pathetic about asking it).
C8
KENDALL POV
'I can't even remember why I agreed to spy on him,' I whispered to Katie through the phone, only a few days later. We actually all agreed on spying on Carlos. We did. Since he didn't come to school anymore, we actually didn't have a choice, right? We thought we'd never do it because he used to be one of our best friends. Used to be. The old Carlos used to. So we agreed on spying on him, and here I was. Lying in the grass, hiding under a tree. 'Shut your mouth,' Katie hissed. 'Just watch, and look out when Carlos or his father is coming, okay?' 'Yes, mom.' 'Good boy.'
So there I was lying under a tree, hiding in his backyard. I watched as I saw Carlos coming through the gate. He looked around, looking suspicious. As he was looking out for someone.
How could I know he actually was?
And then it happened. I sneezed. HOW COULD I? GEEZ. I sneezed, okay, so I made a little noise. Maybe not a little. To be honest I made a lot of noise. That's where he came out. Just when Carlos was about to look what made that noise, he came out. Carlos dropped his helmet. 'BE… QUIET!' He shouted at Carlos, who wasn't focusing on the noise anymore. 'Fuck… Fuck, no…' he was whispering, but I could hear him loud and clear. 'WHAT WERE YOU THINKING? MAKING THAT NOISE THIS TIME A DAY.' 'It's 8 PM…' Carlos whispered. He turned around, probably to get his helmet, but his father pushed him down. He could catch himself with his arms, but he looked straight into my eyes, pure shock in his, pure horror in mine.
'Kendall…?' he whispered. 'What are you doing here? AHH!' Carlos screamed as his father kicked him. I looked at him, stunned by horror. My god. This wasn't happening, it couldn't be. No way…
'Stay… there…' Carlos rolled over, whispering to me before his father started hitting him with his fists. 'What? No!' I stood up. It would've looked funny when this situation wasn't this bad. Really, the expression on Mr. Garcia's face was just hilarious. 'What are YOU doing' here?' He spit the words out. 'I'm helping Carlos. Are you fucking mad? WHY do this? Why? Leave him alone, you ass!' At first I thought I did it. I thought I had saved Carlos, who was lying on the ground, his arms wrapped around his body, like he was trying not to fall apart. But then I saw the anger in Mr. Garcia's eyes. He would never stop because of me, I realized. Instead of that, he started hitting and kicking me. Well that wasn't really my intention. Being his new target, but anything would be better than Carlos being the target. He had been in this for far too long. This couldn't last any longer.
'KATIE!' I screamed, as Mr. Garcia was still kicking me, hitting me in my stomach and on my head. I tried to reach for my cell phone, which was laying just a few meters away from me, I was almost able to get it, so I reached for it, but Mr. Garcia saw what I was trying to do. He wasn't paying any attention to Carlos anymore, who was still lying on the ground. 'CARLOS!' I screamed, 'YOU OK?' No. Of course he wasn't okay, and that wasn't really my intention. Asking if he was okay I mean, I just tried to distract Mr. Garcia. He didn't get distracted. He reached for the phone, looked at it with disgust and dropped it on the floor. 'No!' I gasped. He raised his foot, and stamped his foot on it. He did, I actually heard my phone breaking.
'NO!' I screamed. 'NO! NO, NO, NO!' It's not that my cell phone is my life, it's just that I needed it to tell Katie what was happening. I saw the fury in Mr. Garcia's eyes, and I knew he wouldn't stop before I was at least knocked out. He maybe even wanted to kill me. And then kill Carlos. And it would all be my fault. Carlos' dad wouldn't be mad about the noise I made if I wasn't there. Carlos could get into the house without being seen and he'd be safe. I ruined everything. 'Ahh…' I gasped as Mr. Garcia was kicking me again. Geez… I thought. I'll die here… I thought I was almost going to pass out, but I saw Carlos getting up, getting himself a piece of the fence. A beautiful piece of wood. He raised it, then hitting his own damn father on his head, who immediately passed out.
'God…' I said, rolling over. 'My god… Carlos, thank you…'
'WHAT WERE YOU THINKING, YOU FUCKING IDIOT?' Carlos started yelling at me, I looked at him with disbelief in my eyes. 'I just wanted to help you…' I whispered.
'Does this look like helping? You only made it worse, Kendall! He'll get his revenge now, and that's your fault!' Carlos looked at me with tears welling up in his big, brown eyes. 'My god… I'll be dead…'
