On Lotus Pond Part 23: The Mirror Cracked from Side to Side
Because this is my first attempt in writing the Carlos D Slash Fan fic, this story is prone to grammatical errors and plot holes.
Click for Parts Twenty Two, Twenty One, Twenty, Nineteen, Eighteen, Seventeen, Sixteen, Fifteen, Fourteen, Thirteen, Twelve, Eleven, Ten, Nine, Eight, Seven, Six, Five, Four, Three, Two, One and the Prologue.
It’s nearly 8 in the evening. Darkness has enveloped the place into its cloak. No noise can be heard except for the rustling of the leaves on the trees.
Carlos clutched his coat tightly while keeping the hat on his head from getting blown over by the wind.
He stood in one dark corner of a park. He shivered a bit. Not out of the cold wind but the familiarity of the place.
Earlier, he saw two men whispering then the other man beckoned the other to a nearby bush.
Yes, they are like him. The park provided a covert ground for “cruising” around. Here in the park are his kind. Like night creatures hiding from the watchful, stern eyes of the world.
Out of growing impatience, Carlos took out a cigarette and lit it.
As he took several puffs, he heard some footsteps approaching.
“Got some light there buddy?” was a voice.
“Are you the one who sent me here?”
Carlos turned to see a figure emerge from the shadows and into the low light.
“Hello, Carlos.” the other man spoke with a smirk.
It was Mr. Julian Banks.
Carlos stood as if he was rooted on the ground he was standing on as they stood face to face.
Then called the man with the name that had not been uttered for a long time.
“My God Carlos,” the other man grinned, “I knew you haven’t forgotten me completely after all the fun that we—”
“Damn you, Paul! I have no time for your silly games. Say what you want and let’s get through with it!”
“Really now? What if I say this is concerning your ingenue?”
Carlos’ fingers quivered.
“Daniel?” cold shiver ran down his spine.
“Oh yes,” Paul gloated, “Daniel. Your current boy toy. You may have fooled the world about who Daniel really is but you can never fool me, Carlos. I know you too much.”
“Paul leave him out of this. It’s me you really want.”
Paul laughed evilly.
“Good. Now that I have your undivided attention, here is what I want…”
(To be continued)