**JAIME’S POV**

That night, I never left AA’s tour bus. I waited for the boys to get back so I could beat the living shit out of them. Apparently Alec had rough sex with each of them just to get them to lure me in their bus. She never told them why, so I wasn’t mad at them. But I still gave them each a good piece of my mind. Somewhere inside their cold hearts, they felt bad and let me stay the night in their bus. It was around 10pm and here I am, standing in the shower, head hung down, staring at the razor in my hand. I felt lifeless. I felt the purpose of my life just left me. I feel like if I were to fall off a cliff right now, I truly, sincerely wouldn’t care. I feel heartless. The world would be better off without me. Vic would be better off without me. His name stung my stomach like a thousand needles. Vic. I’m so horrible because of all of the heart ache I’ve caused him. We just started dating and he’s already better off without me. The thought of him not being mine made me want to fucking puke and my head throb massively. Not that I cared.
This needs to happen. I don’t deserve to be here. Vic has always been my whole world, and now my whole world is crashing down.
I shut off the water and sauntered over to the fogged up sink and wiped the mirror down, dripping all over everything. Right when my eyes met with my own, I cringed. What a fucking excuse of a human being. I felt rage build up inside of me. I held the razor blade up to my lower stomach. The only thing I could think about is him. Him.
I was instantly reminded of his unmistakable curls that cascade against his tan face as I etched a big V.
That led me to remember his big, goofy smile that glistened in the sun along with the twinkle from his nose ring as I dotted my I with an x just below my navel.
I recalled the way he looked at me that night when we were in my bunk and he fell asleep with his brilliant head on my shoulder. My vision became blurry by the time I finished my C. I don’t remember on what, but I hit my head and fell asleep, or something.

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**BEN’S POV**
“Wanna play again?” Danny shuffled the cards. We had been playing rummy for a while with Jaime, since he was down.
“Nahh mate, I gotta take a shower. Is Hime still in there?”
“I think so.” Danny sang.
“It’s been like an hour,” James chimed in.
I got up to knock on the door. “Jaime? You okay in there, mate?” Nothing. “I know you’re upset, but we can help you through it.” I looked down at my feet because my socks suddenly felt wet. “What the hell?” I took my socks off. Red. My eyes widened when I realized what it was.
I busted the door down with my shoulder to find Jaime lying in the ground. I flipped his lifeless body over onto his back to see his stomach bleeding all over the floor.
“Hurry! A towel! I need a towel, now!” I put his head in my lap as I panicked. Danny threw me a towel as he sat in the blood next to me, us not caring about our ruined trousers. I wiped the blood away long enough to see the source of his bleeding before blood rushed out of the words on his navel.
“Vic,” Danny and I both read before the blood spilled down his stomach to floor. Fuck.
“Danny, stop the bleeding. Do anything, I don’t know. Only the boy can fix this,” I got to my feet, trying not to slip in my friend’s blood.
“Ben, where the hell are you going??” Danny yelled at me, but I slammed the bus door, running a few blocks. I never stopped to explain to the people walking by why I was covered in blood or to catch my breath. I just ran.
I finally saw Pierce the Veil’s RV ahead. I screamed.
“VIC!” I yelled, starting to feel the panic grow in my gut. I opened the door and tried to catch my breath, grabbing my knees.
“What the fuck happened to you?” Mike asked, puffing his cigarette. I didn’t see Vic in the main room so I ran to the door leading to the bunks. “Hey!” Mike chased after me but I didn’t pay any attention.
I saw Vic shaking in his bunk. I turned to see me. His tear strained cheeks were wiped clean as he tried to put on a smile.
“I wasn’t crying, I just had a bad- What happened to you? Are you covered in-“
“JAIME IS BLEEDING…TO DEATH IN… MY BUS…” I managed to spit out, violently panting. Vic’s eyes shot open, now red with rage. He ran past me with a determined face. He sat in the driver’s seat and started the bus.
“Sit tight,” he hollered back at everyone. The bus took off, jerking me and Mikey against the wall. Tony, I didn’t notice ‘til now, was playing his guitar on the couch. He put it away and gripped the couch. I managed to climb the wall to sit beside him as Mikey followed. It only took a few minutes before Vic jumped off the moving bus and roll on the ground outside.
“Fuck, Vic!” Mike ran to the wheel and slammed on the brake, causing the bus to skid. Almost hitting the AA bus, the bus came to a halt. I looked through the window to find Vic struggling to his feet and running into our bus. I ran out too, following his lead. I climbed up the steps and saw Danny caressing Jaime’s face in his lap on the couch and a soaked towel on his shirtless stomach. Vic was on his knees bawling into the towel, squeezing the life out of his lover’s hand. That was true love.
“W-What..did he do..” he started to remove the towel.
“No,” Danny removed his hand. “I don’t think you wanna to see that.”
Vic shot him an enraged look. Danny stood down and helped him with the towel. His eyes widened. His face was frozen. Still. Silence. His body started shaking as he started hyperventilating. He still didn’t move. He dropped Jaime’s hand, leaving both of their arms dead at their sides. Finally, Vic’s violently shaking arm put the towel back before sudden yelling at the top of his lungs into his hands.
“UGH, NGH…W-WHY?!” Vic screamed repeatedly. Mike rubbed his back and Tony tried to hold him in his arms but Vic just started thrashing around. “JAIME, COME BACK! PLEASE BE OKAY! YOU CAN’T LEAVE ME LIKE THIS,” he screamed toward Jaime’s body, but Tony and Mike held him back. Vic continued to flail around, trying to escape their forceful grip, but was unsuccessful. He continued screaming for a few more minutes before suddenly calming down. He fell into a crying mess in his brother and friend’s arms. They let go of him and just hugged him tightly. I sat in the driver’s seat, crying myself. Their love was so pure, so real, so right. I could tell. Vic fell asleep in a rage of tears against Tony. Tony stroked his hair. Mike sighed.
Danny, still holding Jaime, removed the towel to see the bleeding had started to scab over. Sam had woken up from his nap. He could sleep through anything. I explained everything to him, whispering so Vic couldn’t hear. He even shed a tear towards the two lover boys. He grabbed some Neosporin and a wet wash towel. James lightly scrubbed the dry blood off of Jaime, Just leaving Vic’s name carved in between his V-lines. Danny assisted spreading the cream over Jaime’s navel. From where I was sitting, I saw Jaime’s dark eyes flicker open. He rolled his head and winced, causing everyone to look at him.
“Ow, fuck,” he groaned, looking at his stomach.
“He’s over there, but shh, he’s asleep.” James pointed to Vic on the couch across from him. Jaime smiled lightly through a tear.
“He came,” he smiled bigger.
“Let’s put some bandages on you and I’ll let you two sleep in my bunk,” I smiled to him.
“Thanks. So much,” Jaime smiled bigger. After we got him all wrapped up, they slung his arms around James’ and Danny’s shoulders, helping him walk to my bed. He laid down, wincing here and there. Once he was situated, Tony carried the sleeping Vic to the bed. Jaime opened the covers, inviting the sleeping boy in. Tony laid Vic next to Jaime. Jaime pulled Vic in, wrapping an arm on his side and buried his face in his lover’s chest, shedding a tear. We all stood around the bed, watching, worried.
“What’s wrong?” Mike asked Jaime softly.
“This could be the last time I ever hold him. I wanna make it last. You all should go.”

Notes

this literally made me crying writing this. I hope you all like it..