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Listening

{ARMANDO}

What will happen a few weeks from now?

No. Why am I thinking that far? I should be asking myself what will happen tomorrow. This morning I managed to escape my father and his glares. Today I woke up in a stranger's house.

"Oh, come on, it is not a stranger's house. It is Carlos." I hear the voice in my head.

I roll my eyes and murmur, "do you always have to budge into everything I think?"

I rub my eyes and mumble, "the voice inside your head is you, Armando."

I am not supposed to see Carlos as a stranger, he is my best friend. But who am I kidding? How can he be my best friend when he doesn't know what I feel? How can I say I am his best friend when I don't even know what he spoke when he told me about what is going on with him?

Did I break the bond?

Is everyone a stranger because I haven't told them what is happening? 

Why do I need to ask myself this question when I know the answer already?

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