Mike POV

So I ran. I ran as fast as my legs would carry me. I ran faster than I've ever ran in my life, adrenaline kicking in. I ran all the way to my house.

The car's here. Thank God. But that doesn't mean he's okay. I ran up to the door and swung it open.

"Vic?" I called. "Vic!" I ran into his room, he wasn't there. I looked in my room and then the bathroom. He wasn't in either. I ran downstairs to find it all empty.

Outside.

I ran out the doors to find Vic staring down at a gun. I ran over to him and pulled him away from the gun. I pulled him into my arms, hugging him as tight as I could. Tears were streaming down both of our faces as I held onto him.

"Why?" I choked out.

"Nothing makes sense anymore." he cried.

"Vic, you're the one who tells everyone it's worth it to stay alive.. you were about to go against your own advice." I sobbed.

"I know.. I was going to do it.. I was. But then I remembered I have a little brother who looks up to me. I've been staring at it for about an hour now." he cried. He was referring to the gun.

"Vic you were going to end it all over some girl?" I asked.

"Mike. She isn't just some girl to me. I thought you knew that." he cried. "That's not the only reason either."

I nodded. I knew what else it was. His whole life he has battled depression, self-harm, suicidal thoughts.

"Vic.. she was drugged." I mumbled, letting go of him.

"What do you mean?"

"Someone drugged her. You didn't see her the way I did.. once you left, Jaime and I went upstairs to see what set you off. And uh.. I kinda beat the shit out of Tony. That's besides the point though,"

"Anyways, you should've seen her.. She was drugged with something strong. Her eyes were puffy and red and like.. sunken in. Someone must hate her to drug her that bad."

"Where is she now?" he asked, frantically.

"Her and Jaime are still at the house. She passed out and we dressed her and took her outside. I don't know if they're still there or what." He got up and ran into the house, not even bothering to close the door.

"Where are you going?" I called.

"To go get her. Who knows what's going on now? You left her there with Jaime when Aubrey and Tony are at the party. Let's go."

Jaime POV

Mike started running down the street and I could tell something was seriously wrong. I was going to leave, but then I remembered I have Carlee in my arms. I studied her features as she was passed out in my arms. I shook her a little bit to try and make her wake up, but it was no use. Whatever they gave her.. it was definitely working. I studied her for a little while longer when I realized she wasn't breathing. My eyes went wide and I set her down gently. I started shaking her, trying to get her to wake up.

I was really starting to panic now. She wasn't moving, she wasn't breathing. Nothing. I ran inside the house and yelled to all the people.

"I need help! There's a girl out here and she isn't breathing!"

"What girl?" A guy called, setting down his drink.

"Carlee Devore." I said. They all looked at me and furrowed their eyebrows.

"Who gives a fuck then?" The guy laughed.

Shit, shit, shit. I ran outside and pulled out my phone, dialing 911. Everyone was going to hate me for this, I thought.

The dispatch answered and started to speak.

"911, what's your emergency?" the voice asked.

"Uh, I'm at a party, and someone drugged this girl.. she isn't breathing." I choked out.

"What's the address?"

"I don't know, can't you track it?" I snapped.

"Yes, we're tracking it right now. Now what I want you to do is check the pulse of the girl. See if she isn't breathing still."

I nodded as if they could see me and ran over to Carlee. I put my fingers next to her adam's apple and held them there. Nothing.

"There's nothing, no pulse. She isn't breathing. Please hurry! I don't know how long she has been like this." I cried.

"Officers are on their way, sir."

"Is there anything I can do until they get here?" I asked.

"Do you know how to do CPR?" the voice asked.

"No, I don't." I mumbled. The person on the line gave me directions for CPR and I followed them carefully. Nothing. I was really starting to freak out now. I heard sirens wailing and they got closer and closer. A couple of police cars came in, followed by an ambulance. The paramedics ran over to us and pushed me away as they put a mask on her, trying to pump some air into her lungs. Another paramedic pulled out the stretcher and brought it over to the other paramedics. They lifted her onto it and rolled her over to the ambulance. Right then, another car pulled up.

Vic's car.

Notes

SHORT AND SWEET OMFG
what do you guys think is going to happen? ;)

and I swear if any of you say that it's 'gay' how Mike and Vic were holding each other im gonna dasdfasdf ok

enjoy :)