I was face book chatting with my best friend when I wrote this. She *joe swanson voice* MOTIVATED ME! Wow I really need to update regularly…..*mumbles something about chaitra…*

And let's just pretend carlos is

James POV

I got up cautiously from my bed, careful not to agitate my throbbing lower body. I walked, or rather, limped to the bathroom. I fumbled around, disoriented from the lingering effects of the pain and abuse my body was forced to endure the night before. When I finally turned the light on, the light brought a shocking revelation to light from my reflection in the clean glass of the mirror.

My eyes were red, puffy, and swollen from crying. Hair, which was never unkempt or dirty, was matted to my forehead in clumps of dried sweat. The residue of dried tears outlined the bottom of my eyes and left a white trail under the crystal orbs that had now lost their luster and shine, as they rolled down my cheek and dropped to the floor. The realization of what had happened came back almost too fast as I stumbled back against the towel closet and sunk to the floor. My body curled up into a fetal position. Cries tore themselves from my throat and I found myself thanking God that…that no one was there to hear me. I've never felt so miserable in my life….so….dirty, so disgusting, so…..betrayed….

Carlos POV

Screams of agony woke me up. I looked around and raced through the large apartment looking for the source. I came to James's room and stopped before I opened it as all the memories of the night before came racing back. My heart pounded at the revelation of what I had done to one of my best friends. We grew up together and I hurt him. He trusted me with all his secrets, insecurities, and problems. I can't believe I could be so cruel to someone I knew since childhood.

He wouldn't want to talk to me. He wouldn't want to see me ever again. I silently turned away from the door with tears in my eyes as I went back to my room. I put in my ear buds to drown out the sound of my best friend's cries as I silently changed, ignoring the unchecked flow of tears as they overflowed my eyelids and fell to the floor.

I walked out the door. I walked away from my best friend…..who I loved.