DISCLAIMER
The only thing that belongs to me is this flashback. The rest belongs to CBS, USA, Chuck Norris, and Jaimi.
Carlos heard Kim's voice, but from far away. As soon as he had seen his stepfather's picture, his mind had gone back in time.
"Stupid little brat! You think you're worth anything? You're not! Nobody wants you! You're just a mistake!" Ten-year old Carlos wanted to cry out at the impact, but knew it would just make his stepfather even angrier. So he stayed quiet. After Leroy was done beating him, the man stomped out of the room.
"Carlos?" The man jumped when he felt a hand on his arm.
"You okay?" Kim asked. Carlos pulled out of her grasp in a move that was so familiar to Trent it was sad. Carlos was withdrawing again. The way he had when he was a kid and trying to hide the bruises from Mrs. Malloy.
"We won't push you Carlos, but whenever you want to talk..." Trent's voice trailed off, and Carlos nodded. Then, he walked away.