Waking up to Carlos's cold and lifeless body inflated my pride. I did a clean job. I wrapped his cold and stiff body into a blanket, ready to quietly throw him out of my apartment. I couldn't afford to get caught by my neighbours, not after yesterday's incident.
Calm your nerves. I didn't actually kill my best friend. Carlos was just way too drunk to lift himself off the cold floor that he had been sleeping on before I came to his rescue. Yesterday was so much fun with this crazy friend of mine and I'm certain my neighbours must have had a first hand experience due to how loud Carlos and I was.
"You wouldn't dare Christabella."
My mum and Carlos had shouted after my declaration to kill Carlos and later call my mum to inform her about his funeral arrangements. Although Carlos stood his ground for as long as he could as my mum kept yelling but he had to end the call with my mum just to focus on saving his life from my threatening stance.
"You are in for it Carlos. You are allowed to say your last words."
I snarled, preparing to bounce on him.
"Christabella, you and I know how this game of yours would end. Please we aren't fifteen anymore and there will be no one to intrude this time."
Carlos managed to plead and threaten me at the same time. How he managed to do that was beyond me. I turned a deaf ear to his warning and gave him another chance to say his last words.
"Christabella I love you and if you succeed in killing me this time, you will never find anyone like me."
He had said to me, adding efforts to blackmail me emotionally but I ignored him.
"I don't want a backstabber like you. You practically betrayed me."
With that said I leaped in his direction but he dodged my attack and ran away from me. I kept pursuing him but he didn't allow himself to be caught in my clutches.
"Bell. That is enough. I can't do this anymore."
Carlos said, accepting his defeat as he fell on his back allowing me to jump on him and without hesitating, my fingers went straight to his ticklish spot on his lower neck straight down into his upper chest.
Carlos lost it as he started laughing in a wild and erratic way, begging me to stop in between his laughters but I of course I didn't. He doesn't get to betray me and go Scott free. It was cheap of me to use his weakness against him but it was also petty of him to make me look bad to my mum.
"I know you lovebirds must be enjoying each other's company but can you tone down the noise.?"
Someone shouted after delivering several knocks on my door which I ignored completely. Carlos and I had so much fun yesterday and my neighbours kept knocking, demanding out silence.
The fun didn't end at my apartment, we went out at night, enjoying the night view while we walked hand in hand around town. Carlos and I also went to a bar to consume a few drinks according to Carlos but he couldn't stop when he started and that was how he ended up being lifeless. Thankfully he was able to walk back to my apartment before he collapsed.
I took another look at his sleeping form and I decided to leave him a note instead of throwing him out of my apartment. He can take care of himself while I leave to meet Carter at the cafe we agreed to. I should call him first. I needed to remind him to avoid stories that injure the heart and that might create a hot flood of anger in me.
"Good morning Mr Dixon. I decided to check if our meeting is still on or you want to shift it to another suitable day?"
I asked,going straight to the point when he answered my call. He grunted like a wounded cat but he agreed and confirmed that he will be available for the meeting.
"Alright. Don't be late…."
I added but he ended the call before I could complete the phrase. Ass hole. I went ahead to write Carlos a note and pasted it at the back of his phone to make it easier for him to see it.
It is better to arrive earlier than Carter. I quickly cleaned up and chose my regular suit attire to wear. I didn't want to dress casually because I was meeting Carter for business reasons and I shouldn't be passing the wrong information to him through the way I dress.
I left my apartment Forty five minutes before the stipulated start time of the meeting because I wasn't with my car. I left it at the office on Friday because I had to follow Aaron home and his driver brought me back to my apartment that night. I should have gone to pick it up yesterday, but Carlos wouldn't let me out of his sight and he promised to get the car to my apartment today.
Should I really be referring to my meet up with Carter as a meeting? Anyways, what else could I call it. A meet up is a meeting right?.
I took a cab to the cafe and sat at one of the secluded spots just so we could have a private and conducive environment for our discussion. I hope he gets here soon. No. I hope we figure this out soon.
I gazed at my wristwatch expectantly but there was no Carter in sight. He was already twenty minutes late whereas I didn't even eat before leaving my apartment. Carter Dixon has zero decency and I wasn't surprised.
"Would you like to place an order ma'am?"