~*POV Mike*~

I let the stranger from my past lead me through the crowded club. He was gripping on my wrist, rather tightly actually... Like he was afraid I'd leave again... I'm not going to though, I didn't leave him on purpose. I think he understands that though... When I looked at him, I did recognize him, but I still didn't know how until he told me.

"Um, Jaime..." I whispered, "Can I ask you a question?"

Something that he said before was bothering me;

"You know, your brother and your boyfriend?"

Do, or well did, I have a boyfriend? I wonder how serious it was, I wonder what he's like. Is he nice, or a dick? Is he hot, or average? Is he musical or not?

"Ask me anything Mike," he said, looking over his shoulder at me.

"Well, something you said earlier is kind of bothering me," I started, "Did I have a boyfriend before this happened?"

Jaime sighed, "I probably shouldn't have said that... But, yes, you did. His name is Tony, he plays guitar in our band. You guys have an interesting history that I'm going to let him explain, because I don't know the story like he does..."

I nodded. Oh, I guess that means the guy I made eye contact with during their set was him... Maybe that's why he looked so angry and upset during that last song. The song that I guess was for me... Uh, my head hurts, this is a lot to take in.

I thought of Jenna and how I was going to ask her out tonight. But, I guess I'm gay so, that's awkward. Maybe that explains why things with her never felt exactly right. That could explain why her hand felt so tiny in mine, because I'm used to bigger, man hands.

"Mike," he said, giving me a reassuring smile, "Don't worry about him yet. I'm sure he won't pressure you back into a relationship, and I'm sure he'll understand your situation. Tony's a good guy..."

I nodded and gave him the best smile that I could muster. Jaime kept leading me through the club until we reached the backstage area, where he took me to a small couch, and directed me to sit.

"Michael Christopher Fuentes," he said, "I will be gone for five minutes, and I swear to god that if you are gone when I get back, the next time I find you, I will not be so forgiving."

He called me by my full name. I recognized it when he said it, Michael Christopher Fuentes, that's who I am.

"I'm not going anywhere," I said quietly, "I just found you guys, I don't want to lose you again..."

~*POV Vic*~

I sat on the ground by the back exit to the club and put my head in my hands. Oh Mikey, what did I do wrong? I tried so hard to be a good brother to him, I put him first, I tried so hard to keep him happy. But I failed, and he's gone because of it.

I'm nothing but a failure. I thought about the all of the times I failed the people who I cared the most about... I'm just a disaster, if only I were never born... Then everyone would be happy...

"VIC! WHERE ARE YOU?" I heard Jaime yell, his voice wisping me away from my thoughts.

Oh Jaime, I love him so much, he means the world to me. What did I do to deserve him? Absolutely nothing, yet, somehow I have him. I don't understand how I can keep him though, I'm a mess and he's perfect.

"There you are silly!" he exclaimed, running over to me. His brilliant smile causing me to forget all of my problems for a moment, "I have a surprise for you! I think you're going to feel a lot better after you see it!"

When he got to me he pulled me to my feet and into his arms. I could spend the rest of my life in them and be completely happy. But sadly, he pulled away all too soon.

"Come with me now!" he exclaimed giddily, "You're going to love me so much for this!"

Oh Jaime, I couldn't love you more if I tried. I didn't say that though, we haven't said 'I love you' yet. I know I felt it, but I'm not sure if he does, and I want it to be special, those aren't words that you say to anyone.

I nodded and followed him backstage. When we were approaching the area I assumed my 'surprise' was, he put his hands over my eyes.

"Jaime..." I complained.

"Can it," he said, placing a kiss on my cheek, "And no peeking until I say so!"

I smiled, his child like attitude always makes me happy. He's just so innocent, and I can't get enough of it.

We walked for a bit longer before abruptly stopping. I would've fallen forward if Jaime wasn't steadying me. How he managed to do it while blocking my vision, I'll never know, he's got skills though.

"Are you ready for this?" he whispered in my ear.

I nodded eagerly, I was really excited. If he's so serious about this, then it's probably good...

"Just, allow yourself to think before making any rash decisions," he whispered.

What? Before I could ask what he meant, he removed his hands from over my eyes... And I was staring straight into the brown eyes of my little brother.

I felt my head start to spin. What's he doing here? I thought he was dead... I blinked a few times to make sure that he was really here. Then I became angry, he put me through hell. Yet here he is standing calmly in front of me. I clenched my fists, ready to pounce him.

Jaime must of sensed my anger because he put his hand on my shoulder, effectively calming me down.

"Mike," he said calmly, "This is Vic, your older brother of two years. He's 23 and you're 21. And I think you should tell him what you told me before he has an aneurysm or something."

Wait, why was Jaime introducing us? Mike knows who I am.

"Vic," he said, his voice was shaky, "I'm sorry that if I worried you, but I didn't do it on purpose. I woke up one morning six months ago with no memory of who I was. I still don't have my memory back..."

~*POV Mike*~

I looked up sheepishly at the man who was my brother. His expression softened slightly as I explained the situation. I did recognize him, the same way as Jaime, I just didn't know who he was...

The next thing I knew the short mexican was hugging me, I instantly hugged him back. His body was shaking, I tried my best to calm him down.

"Mikey," he sobbed, "I was so scared! I thought you were dead!"

"I'm so, so sorry," I said, starting to cry a bit myself, "If I had the choice I never would've left..."

"I know Mikey, I know," he cried.

He pulled away from the hug and looked up at me, "I want to help you remember who we are. Just tell me what I can do..."

"I don't know Vic, I don't know," I said, "This whole thing is so weird... Like I recognized you and Jaime, I just didn't know why. And when Jaime called me by my full name earlier I recognized that too. And when you guys were performing earlier I knew the drum parts for some of the songs..."

"Well, I'm no expert," he said, "But that could be a good thing..."

I nodded, for the first time I was truly hopeful that I could return to normal.

"VIC! JAIME!" I heard a slightly familiar voice call from behind me, "I have to tell you guys something important and I need your help!"

Jaime's eyes grew wide and he mouthed, 'oh shit...'

"Oh, um... Hey Tony..." Vic said, looking over my shoulder at him.

Notes

AW THE FEELS ;_;

AW THE CLIFFHANGER! Everyone's in on the secret except poor Tony...

Soon my dear Turtle, soon...

Title Cred: Silverstein