~*POV Jaime*~

I ran out of the storage room and down the hall. I ran as fast as I could, before I changed my mind. It didn't matter if I cried now, know one's around to notice anyways. The tears poured out of my eyes as I searched for my car, then I realized that I road here with the others... So I started walking. I felt my phone vibrating in my pocket, instead of turning it off like a normal person, I smashed it against the sidewalk. I don't want to hear from anyone right now.

As much as I tried to calm myself down and stop crying, I couldn't. I just throw away the best thing in my life. But, I guess that it's better for him that way, if he wants to be a mama's boy his whole life then who am I to stop him? How am I going to take band practice though? I can't just quit, we're doing so good... I don't want Tony and Matt to suffer because I can't get my shit together...

I sighed and kept walking. And to make matters worse, the sky opened up to a downpour. Fucking great! I felt myself start to cry harder, nothing's going right today! As I walked I felt my hair, previously spiked for last nights performance, fall flat and stick to my forehead. I was wet, sad and chilled to the bone... Maybe I should lay down and die... But, for some reason I kept walking, despite everything that was going on in my head, I kept going.

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About two hours later, I finally made it to the apartment complex. I was tired, freezing, soaked and above all else, completely cried out. I still felt like complete shit, but I had no more tears left in me for now. All I wanted was a shower and my bed... Well and my boyfriend... But you can't always get what you want.

Great, here come the tears again, just when I thought I was done... I was so distressed by the time I walked through the parking lot, I almost didn't notice his car. Parked carefully next to mine... Almost, but I did.

Fuck, I can't deal with this right now. But I need to get out of here, and I'm not walking again. I need to get my car keys from my old room... I climbed the stairs slowly, dreading walking into that apartment. But sadly, I eventually stood at the closed door. I took a few very deep breaths, attempting to calm myself.

I took one last deep breath before opening the door, bracing myself to see him.

"Jaime!" I heard Tony yell, "Thank god you're ok! I was so worried, we all were!"

Tony ran over to give me a big hug, which I half-heartedly returned.

"Why didn't you answer your phone? We all called and texted you a thousand time!" he yelled once our hug ended.

I took the shattered remnants of my phone out and tossed it to him.

"Oh..." he said, examining the phone, and then moving his glance onto me, "Jaime, talk to me man. Vic didn't tell us what happened, other than it's all his fault. I thought you were going to fix things."

I cringed at his name, I thought I was going to fix things too. But things can't be fixed, no matter how much you want them to be. And I guess that this is one of those things. I guess it just wasn't meant to be... And it's not all his fault, it's mine too. Mine for not being the girl that his parents want him have a happily ever after.

I shrugged, "That was my intention... But his explanation made things so much worse... If I'm not that important to him, then I'm not going to waste either of our time."

Tony raised an eyebrow at me, "Elaborate, it seems to me that you're pretty goddamn important to that boy. He was a total wreck when he came back to the room, and to be honest, you don't look much better..."

"Tone, can this wait?" I pleaded, "I just walked god knows how many miles to get here. I'm tired, I'm soaking wet, I'm freezing and I just want to go to bed and never get up."

"That's exactly why it can't wait Hime," Tony responded, "You're miserable. And as your best friend, I'm going to help you. In all the years I've known you, the happiest I've ever seen you is with Vic. And you obviously aren't ready to throw that away, you and I both know you want to fix this."

I sighed, he's right... Sometimes I think that boy knows me better than I know myself...So I launched into the story of Mike's awkward relationship with his parents, the things Vic heard them say about him and how Vic doesn't want that to happen. I started crying again when I told him the part about Vic breaking down as I left. But Tony stayed quiet and listened to the whole story.

"Shit man," Tony said, after I was done, "I guess that explains why his parents weren't overly concerned when Vic told them Mike was missing... Or overly excited when we found him... But Vivian was always so nice to me..."

I nodded and wiped tears from my face, "What do I do Tony?"

He bit his lip and stayed quiet for awhile, "I don't know. There might not be anything else you can do... I have to talk to Vic again though..."

I placed my head in my hands, "I just! I just miss him so much already!" I sobbed, "I don't know what I'm going to do the next time I see him!"

Tony came over to me and put his arm around me, "I'm going to fix this Jaime," he whispered, "You don't deserve to be this sad..."

I wanted to believe him. I wanted to believe that he can fix this... But I know he can't, this relationship wasn't built to last.

Notes

HEY GUYS! I DON'T WHY I'M YELLING AT YOU BUT I AM SO SUCK IT!

Title Cred: Sleeping With Sirens