Get the Spooks

thirtyone

Oscar's POV
In the corner of my eye, while I was talking to Ceaser, I could see Carly staring at me. I would quickly have a look at her but would look away leaving her smirking. She let out a laugh. We looked over pretty confused. "what's funny?" i said sternly. She just chuckled, "you know me and Ceaser have a lot in common". Me and Ceaser look at each other lost on what she's talking about. "young, vulnerable and both thrown in a gang without permission" she laughed obnoxiously. "What's that supposed to mean?" Ceaser said confused. She stood up stumbling a little. "You need to relax" i stood up to help her sit back down. "We are both in the same boat" she smirked staring me right in the eye, "both put in a situation on your brother's watch". "Shut up" i tried my best to get her to shut her mouth. "What?" Ceaser was lost, "I don't get it". Her eyes went wide, "Oh...Oscar didn't tell you?". "Ceaser go to your room" he demanded with a stern look. He started to stand up slowly moving towards the guest house when she opened her mouth again, "I got fucked by all of big spooky's friends so technically i'm a santo apparently". I can't believe we were all having a good time and she had to start to ruin it, "Carly shut the fuck up". Ceaser stood there a little disturbed and upset. He looked like he was about to say something but she interrupted, "aren't I lucky though, i got a group of old guys to rape me instead of getting thrown in a circle and getting bashed til broke ribs". I grabbed her aggressively trying to get her to stop talking. "Ceaser please just go to your room", he just nodded and walked away confused. I pulled her to face me and her eyes were bloodshot red, "what the fuck is wrong with you? you're gonna bring a 16 year old into your own issues as if he doesn't have enough going on". She laughs in my face, I let go of her and sit on the bench beside her. Her laughs are paused by her having shots out of a vodka flask. I sigh, "i thought you said we were cool, no dramas and everything sorted". "You don't get it?" she said quietly, "i'm literally stuck with you in my life, the one that keeps hurting me but i can never let go". We sat in an awkward silence for a good minute. "Why do u think that is huh?" she genuinely asked. I couldn't answer. I knew i was too good for her. "It's because you're such a beautiful soul, a loving guy" she caressed my face, her touch so calming. "You have so much potential to be so much more in life" she sighed, "but you're so toxic". My blood boiled, I was so angry. She was making me feel so small. She started to close her eyes and lean closer with her lips close to mine but I pushed away and stood up. "What the fuck are you doing to my head?" I screamed, "I don't understand, you say we're all good but you wanna be such a vibe kill". "Awww i'm sorry hun" she pouted, "let me make it up to you". She caressed my face before pulling my head towards hers pushing her lips onto mine. I kissed back till i pushed her off me causing her to fall on her ass. "Get the fuck off me" i was getting so angry, "Do you have fun fucking with my head or something?". She struggled but eventually got onto her feet, "why you so mad? don't you like it?" she smirked. Her hands rested on my chest then started to move down to my jeans. She started to chuckle, "come on baby i'll take care of you just relax". She started to unbotton my jeans, at this point my face went red. I smacked her hands away from me the grab her by the neck getting her off her knees and back onto her feet. "Look i don't know what games you're playing with me but stop it right now before i do something dumb" i let go of her, fixing my jeans and heading inside the house. She followed behind me with tears dripping down her cheeks. "Are you serious? don't you get it? you're the one fucking with me" she tried her best to get her point across without screaming through the house waking up Cash, "I'm still in love with you, but i know its wrong because you cheated, you treated me like shit and have done nothing but give me trauma as a price for love and i can't even think straight". She really was letting everything out, "when Cash was first born I could barely handle her crying because it made me think back to that night, or when she started growing into her face it made me sick even thinking about you and what you've done to me". I couldn't do anything but look down as she expressed how she feels, this was probably the only time we really spoke about it. "Then out of nowhere you show up and its all that i can think about, trying to fucking figure out my future with my baby and her father" she cried out. I didn't know what to do, so while she was still talking but at this point was just repeating herself because she's that drunk, i pulled her into a hug giving soft kisses on her cheek and the top of her head. She did relax but I could also feel her heart racing. Her breathing was heavy she was quiet. The sniffles from her nose breaking my heart every time, because i knew she was trying to calm down. I pulled away then grabbed her hand walking her to her bed
room.