~*POV Jaime*~

I took a deep breath before opening the door to Mike's room. I really fucked it up this time. When I walked in I saw that Vic was collapsed into his brother's arms. When Mike saw me, he gave me the dirtiest look ever. I bit my lip and looked down at my feet.

"What do you want?" he snapped.

"I need to talk to Vic," I whispered, not bothering to look up.

"Well he doesn't want to talk to you," Mike said, angrily.

"Maybe you should let him decide that for himself," I said, coming off a lot harsher than I intended. I'm just so frustrated with myself...

"Just get out of here Jaime!" Mike yelled.

I bit my lip again, tears filling my eyes. I don't want to leave, not without figuring out what the hell was going on in my love life. Seeing Vic like this isn't helping at all, it's pretty obvious he's upset. Ugh, what is wrong with me?

"Mike," Tony said, pushing past me and into the room, "Let him speak, okay? This seems to me like some huge misunderstanding/miscommunication..."

Mike scoffed and rolled his eyes, "Vic's hurting Tony. How is this a misunderstanding when it came from nowhere? When Vic did nothing wrong..."

"Oh come Mike!" I exclaimed, "Maybe this is just a misunderstanding! And it's not my fault that Vic doesn't understand why I'm upset! He did do something wrong though, he just doesn't get it!"

Mikes jaw tensed as he snapped, "Vic doesn't get it? That's all you're going to say? Oh Vic gets it! You're the one that doesn't!"

"Stop talking about me like I'm not here!" Vic cried, pushing himself away from Mike, "Jaime I don't know what your problem is, but you're right, I don't understand what I did wrong! Just talk to me though, don't make brash assumptions!"

His words hurt... Yet, I know he's right. I shouldn't have just jumped to the assumption that Vic didn't want me... God, I'm so stupid... I felt the tears that I managed to hold back the entire time spill over, but it's now or never I guess...

"Vic you're right," I said quietly, "The only reason this happened is because I was overthinking everything. Maybe I just should've asked you before going crazy..."

Vic stood up and walked towards me, keeping eye contact with the ground, "What were you overthinking Hime? I've tried so hard to be a good boyfriend..."

"You really don't know, do you?" I asked, completely dumbfounded. He's not that naive, is he?

"No clue," he responded, still refusing to look at me, "Can we go someplace private to talk about this more?"

I nodded hesitantly before following him out of the room. He walked quickly and didn't look back once before turning into what looked like an old custodial closet. I walked in behind him and closed the door.

~*POV Vic*~

"Ok, talk to me man," I said quietly, trying to keep myself together, "What's going on? What did I do?"

"It's more like what you didn't do Vic," he admitted, biting his lip again, a few stray tears falling from his face. I hate myself for making him cry, but I need to know what's going on...

"Ok then," I said, calmly, "What didn't I do? We can't fix this if you don't tell me what's wrong?"

He just stared at me for awhile, like he was thinking. Considering his options... Or maybe he was scared? I felt myself feel very uncomfortable under his hard stare, things aren't looking good for us...

"It just seems like you were embarrassed of us Vic," he said, finally breaking eye contact, "Like you didn't want people to know about our relationship. Like you were ashamed to be who you were..."

I bit my lip at his words, "Where are you getting this from?" I asked, becoming desperate, "We've been on dates in public, I've held your hand, I've even kissed you! What more do you want?"

"But with your parents... The only people whose opinion really matters..." He trailed off.

Of course, why didn't I realize this before? What's wrong with me? He's upset and insecure about me introducing him as my best friend. I started gnawing on my lip, I know I shouldn't of done that, but I really want to maintain a good relationship with them...

"I'm sorry," I whispered, "I know I shouldn't of lied to them but I had to..."

"Why though Vic?" he asked, desperation in his voice.

"Because of how they reacted to Mike and Tony!" I exclaimed, opening the floodgates to a major breakdown, "They tried so hard to support him, but they couldn't! They were disappointed! Mike never knew but I did! I heard them talking about it, about how wrong it was, about how he'd never be happy with another man! They grew so distant from him, even after the relationship ended they stayed away. I don't want that Jaime! They mean so much to me!"

Jaime stayed quiet while I cried my eyes out, "If you don't want that, why'd you even ask me out in the first place?" he asked after a while. I could tell by his voice that he was trying to stay cold, but it was hard for him.

"Because I'm selfish Jaime," I whispered, trying to stop sobbing, "I want you, but I want a good relationship with them too. I'm realizing now that I can't have both though, and it's killing me."

I heard Jaime sigh as he said, "Well if you care so much about your parents, then I won't make you choose. I'm moving out. I'll stay in the band, but I won't talk to you unless I absolutely have too. Bye Vic."

I stood there and did nothing as the love of my life walked out of the closet and subsequently out of my life.

Once he was gone, I fell to my knees and bawled. What am I going to do now?

Notes

Title Cred: Mumford & Sons (Tonight Alive's cover of this song is much better though)

...So guys, what's up?

Just thought I let you know I've decided to go ahead and start a side project like I said last chapter. Chapter 1 should be up sometime today. It's called 'I've been having this dream that we can fly,' and I think it's going to be a bit more lighthearted than my other works. It's not going to be happy, happy joy, joy, but a little less focused on mental illness...