Jaime's POV

Coach Clayton leads me to his office and sits me down. I anxiously glance around the room before my eyes meet his again.
“What is this?” He asks as he pushes a piece of paper towards me. I quickly grab it and look it over. I look it over, seeing my grades. I look up at him and my stomach tightens. I know where this is going.
“They're uh.... my grades, sir...” I say softly. He arches his eyebrows and opened his mouth to speak again.
“You know what I meant, Preciado.” He says in a harsh voice.
“I-” I begin, but he cuts me off.
“You're failing your Math class; you know what that means. I'm going to contact your parents and talk to them about it before I do anything. Go to class.” I look up at him and bite my lip. I nod and walk out of the room.
“You little bitch!” I hear a loud voice travel through the hallways. I know that voice... It's Kellin. Who the hell is he fucking with now? I start walking towards the source and hear a loud pained moan. I start walking faster and I stop dead in my tracks when I see what's happening. Vic, doubled over, clutching his stomach. Kellin, connecting his foot with the love my my life's stomach.
“Vic!!!” I scream and I begin to run over to him. Kellin and his little group of friends quickly flee and I reach Vic. I gently wrap my arms around his waist, and I slowly begin to lift him from the ground. His eyes are still tightly closed, his lip and head are bleeding.
“shit...” I quietly say, and in response I see his eyes begin to flutter open. I feel tears fill my eyes and I quickly blink.
“Baby, I'm so sorry this happened to you.” I say, feeling the tears run down my faces. I look down at him as I carry him to my car. His eyes begin to close again and I start walking faster.
When I reach the car, I put him in the passenger side and lean over him, lightly shaking his limp body.
“Baby? Baby please w-wake up” I beg through tears to his seemingly lifeless body before driving to his house.
When we arrive, I pick him up in my arms and take him inside. I quickly take his pulse and sigh. His heart is beating faster than usual and his breathing was coming out in short gasps. I lay him on the bed and walk downstairs.
I keep trying to convince myself that he'll be okay, but I can't say for sure. Yes, he's strong, but he just got the shit beat out of him. I realized, though. He protected himself like it was something he was used to. I don't understand that.

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Vic's POV

I feel my head pounding and begin to open my eyes, letting them adjust to the light. I don't know where I am for a second, but soon realize that I'm in my room. How did I get here? I slowly walk down the stairs and to the couch, where I see Jaime reading something. I clear my throat, and he turns around.
“Thank god you're awake. I was so worried.” he mumbles. I force a smile and sigh.
“It was nothing, love... I'm okay...” I quickly say before sitting down next to him. He grabs my hand and rubs the back of it with his thumb.
“Well, I'm glad you're okay.” He says after a second. I slightly nod and let out another smile before he continues.
“I know something is wrong, Vic. You know you can tell me anything, right?” I don't know what exactly he thinks is wrong, but I've been thinking about talking to him about mine and Kellin's relationship a lot lately. I need to get it out of the way. I sigh and look away from him for a second. How is he going to react?
“I uh... I need to tell you something, Jaime...” I say, barely above a whisper. I look back at him and see worry flood his eyes. He nods and tells me that I can tell him anything.
“You have to promise that you won't freak out, okay?” He sits for a second before nodding again, and I take a deep breath. I don't know why I'm freaking out about this. I mean, he IS my boyfriend... The best boyfriend in the world at that.
“Well, um... I don't know how to say this.” I take another deep breath and close my eyes before continuing. “Uh... Well when Kellin and I were dating... He would get drunk a lot, you know?” He lets out a shaky “yeah” and I proceed.
“Well, when he would get drunk when I was over there...” I trail off and confusion covers his face.
“Baby, I already told you... You can tell me anything, okay?” I bite my lip and sigh.
“I know... It's just a hard thing to talk about, you know?” He slightly nods and I wait a few seconds before continuing.
“He would g-get really drunk and uh.... kinda hit me.” I look up at his face, only to see an expressionless look on his face. I guess I should just tell him everything. “well, not kinda hit me... He would beat me to the ground until I was unconscious” I say as fast as I can. I look up at him and the face he is making is something I've never seen before. It was a mix between upset, angry, and... hurt? I look down and bite my lip, trying to stop the tears from falling from my eyes. I hear him let out a shaky breath and I look back up at him.
“B-baby, I'm so sorry. I-I should have known... how you always flinch when someone surprises you and-” I cut him off by pushing him against the arm of the couch and getting on top of him. I lightly press my lips to his and pull away.
“There is no way you could have known, okay? It's not your fault. It's mine for being a fucking wimpy little kid who doesn't know how to defend himself.” I quickly say before pressing my lips to his again. He pushes up on my chest a little bit and I pull away, pushing my lips to his a couple more times.
“Vic” he says when I pull away for the last time. “it's not your fault. Kellin is the biggest douche bag in the world. You didn't know that when you started dating him, right? You didn't know he would do that to you.” He says quickly, tears filling his eyes. I sigh and nod my head a little bit.
He is right... I didn't know that Kellin would be like that. He was so sweet when we first started dating. Thinking about all of this is really fucking with me. I grab his hand in mine and kiss his knuckles.
“I would never ever hurt you on purpose, okay? I love you more than anything in the world and I can't stand to see you hurt.” I look up at him, tears now streaming down my face.
I'm so fucking lucky to have him in my life. He is the best thing that's ever happened to me.