Sisco Carlisle|

"No way!" He shouted as his eyes narrowed at me; a mocking grin plastered across his face-- "How can someone so weak be Free's brother?

What a joke!"

And that was the moment where i decided that i hated him.

Sisco Carlisle.

I absolutely hated him.

I hate it when you stare

You felt your shoulders tense, feeling as someone's eyes on you.

You narrowed your eyes, and looked over your shoulder seeing him look at you; making eye contact he glared at you before turning away.

"What the hell's his problem?"

I hate your big dump boots,
and the way you read my mind.

You stared down at the ground, fingers running through the soft grass before plucking them off the dirt and throwing them in no particular directions.

You stopped for a moment, hearing footsteps coming towards you.

The footsteps stopped and right infornt of you were all too familiar brown boots, instantly signalling who it was.

You felt your eyebrows furrow but decided not to say anything, your gaze still glued to the ground continuing what you were previously doing.

"Geez, what did the grass ever do to you?"

No response.

"Okay." He began and before you knew it he took a seat next to you, not likely the sudden closeness you inched away from him giving him a questioning glare.

He rolled his eyes.
"You're obviously upset about something-- So come on lay it on me. "

" Since when has the 'oh so great Sisco Carlisle' willing to listen to someone else's problems? "

He growled in frustration and narrowed his eye slightly. "I'm trying to help you and you-- you" He stuttered angrily searching for words.

You laughed at his antics, feeling your shoulders relax, looking at him feeling your lips curl up into a smile though you quickly pursed them into a thin line getting that unfamiliar feeling in your chest again. "Thanks or whatever-- you still look like a christmas tree though."

I hate you so much it makes me sick.

You took a deep breath, pinching the bridge of your nose before putting a hand on your chest not understanding why it hurt, like a small pinch to your heart.

You glanced back at the scene in front of you seeing him laughing happily his hand on a girl's shoulder, a girl you've never seen before.

You glared at him, somehow just seeing his dump face angered you. You turned around and walked away still feeling that small pinch in your chest.

I hate it, I hate the way you're always right.

'I told you that need you to--'
'I heard you the first time and I don't need your help!'

His words repeated in your head, You looked at your opponent one more time seeing him readying his stance. You glance at your bey, you we're down a point just one more point and he'll win.

You sighed and gritted your teeth slightly-- "Alright" You thought to yourself and gripped your bey tightly before adjusting it the way he had told you.

And.

You won.

And he was right again.

After the match, Sisco gave you a smile well more of a smrik-- "I finally get it."

"Get what?" You questioned.

"You don't want my advice the same way you don't want Free's-- because you're afraid that if you keep doing what he tells you that it'll be just his win and not yours. "

Just like that he was right again.

Anger burned through you as you quickly walked passed him your shoulder brushing with his.

I hate it when you lie.

"He can't be serious, how stupid does he think i am?" You thought, giving him a suspicious glare.

You didn't know why he was lying, It'd didn't seem like something he would do, he was Sisco, the dumb idiot who didn't care what others thought or felt. It was something you both disliked and like about him.

"Are you alri--" You stopped yourself realizing he would tell you what you wanted to hear, he looked towards the forest not even glancing at you.

"I-- I'll leave you be." You muttered.

I hate it when you make me laugh,

Putting a hand over your mouth, you stifled a laugh looking at him as if he just grown three heads.

"Huh? . . .What's so funny?"

"Y-you! You're such an idiot!" You stuttered before going into a laughing fit.

He glared crossing his arms. "Look who's talking, I'm not the one who's laughing at nothing. Idiot." Sisco said heat raising towards his cheeks as he glared at you not knowing what he had said that was so funny.

You looked at him. "Why are you so dumb?"

"What the hell did i do?!"

even worse when you make me cry.

Your sight started to get blurry, tears spilling out of your eyes as you ran back towards your room.

It hurt so much, you didn't no why.

Thinking of him feeling anger flow through you, gritting your teeth you stopped in your tracks whipping away the tears.

I hate it when your not around
and the fact that you didn't call.

You looked around, but frowned seeing that again he wasn't here.
Where the hell was he? Why didn't he tell you were he was going?

It ticked you off for some reason.

"Looking for someone?"

You froze and turned around, feeling relief wash over your shoulder, smiling you rolled to eyes.

"Oh-- you're back and just when I thought I finally gotten rid of you."

"You're not gonna get rid of me that easily, [name]."

But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.

"Sisco."

"What?"

Not even close,

Not even a little bit,

not even at all.

"I-- I think I like you."

He stared at you for a moment, eyes looking at yours, you felt your palms get sweaty the nervousness rolling of you in waves as you waited for him to say something.

Finally, He smirked.

"Took you long enough.

And you say I'm the dumb one."

Note: Oh my-- that probably sucked so much, I'm so sorry qwq

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