Iris
Kenlos
Chapter 5
Disclaimer: I do not own Big Time Rush, their show, music, or anything else you may recognize in this fic.
A/N: This chapter will focus more on Carlos' feelings and fears (which also means it is an extremely short chapter). Don't worry, I haven't forgotten about the crime and all the other drama.
Carlos sat, waiting for his plane to arrive. As he sat there, he pulled out his phone and entered his voice mail number. He put it to his ear as the message began to play.
"Hey, Carlos, it's Kendall. I just wanted to ask you about what you said. You- you were going to call me something and it's been stuck in my head. I know it was just my mind probably playing games with me but I had to ask if you... m-meant anything by it? It's probably nothing. Um, I guess you can answer me later. Bye, Carlos."
Carlos shook his head, unsure of what to say. Though Kendall wasn't here, he felt he had to say something. He stood up, gathering his small carry-on bag as the others did so too, he having missed the announcement that the plane had arrived. He stepped into the long path leading to the airplane. 'What to say? What to do? Gosh, I hope I don't get there early.' Carlos thinks to himself.
~Skip~
As Carlos relaxed into his seat, sitting in the upper-class section (despite his wishes) he began to fall asleep. A steward asked him if he'd like something to stay awake during the next hour but Carlos simply refused, enjoying his time to rest. He didn't, however, ask for the dreams that followed.
Carlos stood, watching as a a vision of himself and his Grandmother played out, both were weeping. "I didn't mean to leave him home all alone." Mrs. San-Garcia sobbed, "he said he wouldn't go upstairs!" She cried again. The two continued sobbing as the paramedics took his father's body out the door.
Scene Change: Carlos entered the apartment, happy. However when he looked around, he saw Katie wasn't there. The only one there was Kendall, and he was sobbing. "Why did you leave me, Carlos? I love you! I- I want to hold you, comfort you, and make sure all your troubles go away at night. W- won't you let me love you, Carlos?" he asked though he didn't acknowledge Carlos at all.
Scene Change: A crowd gathered around the two teens being taken away to prison. Unknown at the time, the girl was holding a letter in her hands. It was the one thing she needed to be set free. It was Jon and Angél's confessions to their crimes, and admitting she and the other boy were at no fault. She didn't know what would happen from there, but as the officer pushed her head into the police car, she smiled.
Scene Change: Jaime grabbed Carlos' hands. "Please, understand, Carlos. It was either me or you. Maybe you think I'm selfish, and I probably am, but there wasn't anything else I could do. I mean, how could I prove you were innocent?" She asked, an off smile on her face. She got up and nodded to the officer. "I'm sorry, Carlos." The officer came by and grabbed Carlos by the arm. "Let's go." The officer muttered.
Carlos awoke from his dream(s) just as the plane landed. As it came to a stop, the steward came by and looked at Carlos, as if affirming his beliefs, then continued to the front of the plane. He opened the door out and said loud enough for those in the back to hear. "Ladies and Gentlemen, as you gather your things, please allow the elderly to go ahead of you. We hope you had a good flight and enjoy the rest of your day." Carlos looked like he was ready to bolt out of there, but he allowed those ahead of him to go first, then almost charging out of the plane.
He nearly stopped when he got to the open area. Before him was a mob of people. Some were folk from Minnesota, others press, some fans too. He immediately ran across the hall and avoided nearly all of them. He found a storage closet that was luckily empty. He closed the door and leaned against it. 'How could I be so stupid,' Carlos thought, 'to think that all of this would be settled when I got home?'
Suddenly, a soft voice came through the door. "Carlos?" Mrs. Knight called. "Carlos are you there? Kelly called in Security, just in case. C'mon, let's get you out of here." Carlos peaked open the door and saw the mob was gone. He then saw Mrs. Knight's warm, comforting face.
"Thank you. Thank you so much." Carlos whispered, wiping the silent tears from his face.
Author's Note: Thank you so much for those that reviewed and are reading! I hope you plan on reviewing, even if this is a short chapter. I promise the next chapter has the birthday party and more of the drama is resolved. I can't promise another update soon, but I can promise you will be seeing me again! Until then!