A/N: What's up? Okay so this is the last chapter of 'Help me' *sobs* and I want to thanks all you guys for the support and for being with me since the beginning.

Chapter: 35

Antonio walked inside of the apartment 2J and spotted his younger brother cooking. He smiled and hid the gift that was on his tan hands behind his back. He walked toward the boy who was frying something on the pan that smelled really good.

He hummed and rested his head on the boy shoulder.

"What are you cooking?" He asked inhaling the delicious smell.

"Oh some chicken I'm taking care off for Mama Knight," He said taking out the spoon out of the pot. He put it on the counter and turned around to face his older brother.

"What can I help you with boy?"

Antonio raised a fake confuse eyebrow.

"Who says I need help?"

Carlos hummed.

"Well you never come on Mondays 'cause you're supposed to be on work," Carlos said poking his brother chest.

"I…took the day off," Antonio said with a smirk.

"Well 'taking' day offs is going to cause you your work."

Antonio frowned.

"But this is important," He whine stomping his foot like a child instead of an adult.

Carlos laughed, "Okay, what is it?" He asked with a smile on his face. Antonio grinned and pulled back a teddy bear from behind his back.

Carlos smiled fade and it was replaced by a look of shock.

"It's yours," Antonio said with a smile shaking the brown bear. Carlos slowly grabbed the bear that was handed to him by his brother.

"W-why is this for?" He asked hugging the teddy bear to his chest and letting a smile spread on his face. Antonio smiled as well and grabbed the boy wrist. He leaded the tan boy to the couch and sat him down.

"Well?" Carlos asked with a big smile.

"I just want to congratulate you," he said with a soft smile.

"Congratulate? For what?" He asked in confusion.

"It's been a year, ya know since you stop…cutting," Antonio said softly remembering the day he found. It really made him sad, no devastated. But he was so happy now that it really didn't matter what matter right now was the present not past. What really matter right now is Carlos is happy.

"Oh…" That was Carlos only answer but Antonio could see the faint smile on his brother face.

"I'm really proud of you," Antonio said giving his brother a bone crushing hug. Carlos smiled and cuddled on his brother chest.

"Ya know? I'm proud of me too. I never thought I would be able to pulled through that," Carlos chuckled lightly, "Well actually if it wasn't for you guys I think I would not have pulled through."

Antonio smiled and pulled away from the hug. He looked at his brothers brown deep eyes.

"But you did, you did and I'm so happy for you," He said grinning. Carlos smiled and hugged his brother again.

They hug for a few minutes until Carlos eyebrows shot up in confusion. He quickly pulled away sniffling.

"What's that smell?" Carlos asked at his older brother, Antonio shrugged and sniffled around.

Suddenly both of the boy eyes went wide.



"Antonio this is really delicious," Kendall exclaimed getting another bite of his taco. Mrs. Knight nodded in agreement but couldn't help but raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"What happened to my chicken?"

Carlos coughed a little, "We sort of…set it on fire," He said looking down at his taco.

"Well that's nothing new," Logan mumbled with an amused chuckle.

The women eyes went wide with panic but before he could have a fit Antonio interject.

"Don't worry Mama Knight we turn it off on time. We even saved some chicken," He said getting out of hi sit and opened the fridge. He grabbed the plate and brought it to the table. He placed it gently on the middle and moved to let the guys take a look at it.

Sure enough, the chicken was black almost charcoal like, and it still have white foam from the stinger they used to turn the fire off.

"I'm not eating that," James finally said shaking his head vigorously and it was soon follow by "Me either" and nods in agreement.

Antonio chuckled and sat back on his sit.

"How did you guys got out of the studio so early?" Antonio asked furrowing his eyebrows curiously.

"Well…" Kendall began putting half of his taco down, "Gustavo randomly decide to bring his not so hairy cat," He said a devious smile spreading on his lips.

"What did you guys do to the cat?" He asked expecting the worst.

"Pintamos al gato pelon de mil colores (1)," Carlos said smiling widely at his brother, while his friends look at the Latino with puzzle faces.

"What he said," They said in union

Carlos shook his head and chuckled.

"And we kind of drop the cat on a puddle of mud," James said flinching at the memory, "Don't ask," He continue to said when Antonio gave him a quizzical look.

"Then we gave him a bath on the bathroom sink," Logan said with a disgust face.

Poor cat, that's why Mama Knight doesn't even let them have a goldfish. They would have the brilliant idea of putting it a leash and take the fish for a walk.

"So when Gustavo finally found his cat trembling, he got mad and kick us out," Kendall said smiling innocently.

"I was against this," Logan quickly said.

"We know that Logie."

Carlos chuckled and gave his taco a bite. The Latino ear perked up at the sound of the phone ringing, he putted his taco down and wiped his mouth. He excused himself and stood up from the table. He walked toward the living room and answered the phone.

"Hello?" He answered with a huge smile not expecting what was coming next.

"Hello son," A slurred voice sound.

Carlos throat went completely dry, "Dad?"

At the sound of that multiple heads turned around. Antonio slammed his napkin down and stood up from the table quickly followed by three teenagers.

"Give me the phone, I'm gonna give him a piece of my mind," Antonio said trying to take the phone out of Carlos grasped, only to have his hand slapped away by his brother.

"I got this bro," Carlos said eyeing the man seriously.

"Feeling brave all of the sudden bitch," He heard his father said slurry.

Yep he was drunk.

"What do you want?" Carlos asked calmly, taking a well needed deep breath.

"What? I can't call my son and ask him how his doing?"

"Ever since I left the house, you hadn't call. You don't care…so Why are you calling now?"

"Okay you got me there…well mijo I have some….money problems so-"

"You want me to send you some," Carlos guessed, Antonio stared at his brother confusedly and put his ear against the phone to hear what his 'father' was saying. In another circumstance Carlos would laughed at his brother nosiness but he didn't fill like laughing now.

"Why would I? So you would waist it all with useless crap like alcohol."

"You ungrateful brat! I had done a lot for you! You owned me your life!"

"I don't own you anything…the only thing you have ever done was beat me up and call me names," Carlos face was practically red with anger, similar to his brother face beside him who was unclenching and clenching his fist.

"Wow your mom would be so disappoint if she knew how much you had turn into fucking smartass,"

'That bastard' Antonio mouthed, though he wasn't surprise at all of his father rude language but what really surprise him was the look that Carlos had, a look of calmness.

Carlos learned all this year that you let people hurt you, and he wasn't going to let his father hurt him anymore.

"No dad she wouldn't instead she would be disappoint on you and what you have turn into. I'm really sorry for you, you were a great that but you choose a wrong path."

"I didn't."

"You did dad…you really did…well it was nice talking to you but I gotta go. Oh just for the record I don't really care what you think of me or what kind of names you call me. Nothing that you said would hurt me. You can't hurt me anymore. If you hate me is alright, I have a lot of people who loves me and that love is enough I don't ask for anything else and by the way I don't hate you, I just hate what you have become."

And with that he hung up the phone.

Carlos let out a breath and looked up at his brother and friends just in time before he was tackle in a hug by them.

Yep his friends would always be there for him.

They will always be there to help me.


A/N: (1) We paint the hairless cat with thousands of colors.

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