~*Jaime’s POV*~

After I hung up on the emergency services, informing them of the address that they needed to come to, I called Vic to let him know what was happening and just like last time, he had completely freaked out before saying that he would meet us at the hospital. As I take a step back into the room in which I wish I had never entered, the memories of finding Mike on the football field came flooding back to me, crushing me like a wave that you just couldn’t beat, no matter how hard you fought against it. I can still smell the alcohol in my nostrils from the last time, the smell causing me to shudder as my breathing begins to falter slightly as I take another step into the room; taking in a deep breath beforehand.

Images flash across my eyes as I get closer to Mike and Tony, who was now lying down next to him with his eyes closed, their hands were entwined with each others; causing a short stabbing pain to appear in my gut as I look over to them. I knew that the stabbing pain was guilt; I have felt it so many times before. Although this time, the guilt was for trying to take Tony away from Mike, despite having a good enough reason to but as I see them lying together on the blood covered bed, it felt as though destiny was pulling them together, making them a stronger couple than what they were before as they cling on to each other for dear life. I let out a sigh as I stagger slightly, my shoulder knocking against the wall beside me.

“All I ever wanted was to be loved by the one person who I could trust with my life, to feel the comfort and presence of my best friend and to forget all about my worries and fears by swapping them for a night of unforgettable passion…but it seems that I can’t even manage to make that happen. The consequences of my selfish greed has caused my most painful nightmare to come back to life right in front of my eyes.” I take a breath as I fall against the wall, my body sliding down it as I lift my head to look up at the ceiling above, the words tumbling out of my mouth not exactly making much sense to my own ears as I look back over to Tony and Mike. “I know now that I have been incredibly selfish and a word like ‘sorry‘ just won‘t be enough to get your forgiveness, but…maybe by giving you back the life that I‘ve wrecked for you is at least a good enough place to start.”

The mixed smell of alcohol and blood made my head feel light-headed and woozy, through the sickening feeling, I could hear the sounds of the ambulance sirens closing in around the still, dark and silent house before my eyes begin to feel heavy as my head falls back against the wall. As hard as I try to fight it, I can’t stop thinking about what happened back in high school and to what is happening right now, all of the painful thoughts was making my chest tighten and my breathing was starting to come out at a rapid pace, I knew what was going on but I can’t keep myself in a conscious enough state to deal with it. The oncoming panic attack, the memories and the smell of blood and alcohol was enough to overpower my senses and send me into a state of unconsciousness.

~*End Jaime’s POV*~

It was Jaime’s little speech, so heartfelt and agonising, that made me truly aware of what was going on around me, but it was the sound of the approaching sirens that really made me open my eyes and force my body to sit upright, my eyes scanning for any form of help and for Jaime. I could feel my mouth fall open wide in shock when I see him lying against the wall with his eyes closed a few feet away from where me and Mike were, I could see Jaime‘s chest rising and falling at an alarming pace and knew that he was having a panic attack, one that needed to be dealt with quickly but I was unable to tear myself away from Mike‘s side.

“Jaime…” I whisper as I hear the urgent knocking at the front door.

I look back down at Mike and our entwined hands, feeling a sudden pang of heartache in my chest and stomach as I realised how pale Mike had become. The knocking on the door downstairs was getting louder and much more frequent, I wanted to scream out to let them know that we were here, but the words just wouldn’t leave my throat, it was too shot out from the screaming that I had done when we first entered the bedroom. All that I could do was lie next to Mike, desperately clutching onto his hand in an attempt to let him know that I’m right here with him, that I’m not going to let him go or leave him ever again.

There was a loud crash downstairs which I presumed was the front door being busted open, followed by the sound of heavy footsteps on the wooden staircase. I knew that it was the paramedics and that they were here to help but I couldn’t help but want them to go away for a few more minutes so that I could be alone with Michael, my Michael and Jaime before we were torn apart once more.

“I won’t let them separate us for too long, my love…just long enough for them to help you, I promise. I’m so sorry that I haven’t said this enough to you but I really do love you and I’m so sorry for not listening to you…I love you so much.” I whisper as I place a gentle kiss on Mike’s cold temple, before looking up at the door, the tears falling down my cheeks.

The door to Mike’s room opens up wider to reveal three paramedics, each of them looking at the scene in front of them with the same horror filled expressions on their faces that myself and Jaime had upon first entering the wreckage of the room.