Jaime's POV

I know I was out of line with what I said to Vic, but I just can't handle the fact that he's STILL cutting. I slowly walk up to my room and fall back onto my bed. I let out a deep sigh and let my thoughts take over.
Where is he?
Why is he still cutting?
Is he cutting now?
Where IS he?
These thoughts continue running through my head as I feel myself drift to a not fully conscious state.
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I feel myself come back and I finally feel myself calm down enough to talk to Vic about what happened. I grab my phone and dial his number.

“Heeeelllloo?” I hear Vic slur into the phone. Shit, he's fucking drunk.

“Vic? Where are you?” I say, worry obvious in my voice.

“Why does it e-even matteeerr? You d-don't give a shIIIt 'bout me. And why do you d-decide to call when I'm too d-drunk to even move?” How does he think I don't give a shit about him? He is the love of my fucking life. I really hope it's just the alcohol talking.

“Vic, I do give a shit about you. I love you so much. I shouldn't have been so tough on you before.” I quickly say. He's silent for a few seconds before I hear him sigh.

“I'm at uh... Tony's house? Can you come get me? Please?” He says into the phone. I let out a little laugh. Of course he's at Tony's house.

“Yeah. I'll be there in a few minutes okay? I love you.”

“I love you too” I hear him mumble into the phone before hanging up. I quickly grab my keys and head out the door.
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The ride is extremely short since he lives about 3 or 4 blocks away from the house. I pull my keys out of the ignition and get out of the car, accidentally slamming my door once I do so. I open the door a little and walk into the house. I've been inside a couple of times, but I'm not all that close with Tony. I look up and see Vic stumble down the stairs. I shut the door and see him look up at me. I slowly walk over to him and pull him into a hug. His body stiffens as I do so, and I pull away. His clothes are soaking wet, but I don't think he knows that.
He walks over to the kitchen to grab something and we walk out of the house.
He turns around once we're out of the house and attempts to lock the door. I laugh a little at his attempts and grab the key from his hands. I easily lock the door and put the key back into his hands. He looks at it for a second with a confused look on his face before putting it under the welcome mat. I grab his hand in mine and walk him to the passenger side of my car and help him in. I walk back to the drivers side and put the key back in the ignition.

“Are you okay, baby?” I ask him as I pull out of the driveway. He looks over at me and smiles.

“Y-yeah I'm fiiine” He says, leaning his head against the seat. I take my right hand off the steering wheel and grab his hand, slightly squeezing it.

I pull up to the house and take the keys out of the ignition. We slowly get out and walk into the house. I lead him to the bedroom because he should probably sleep. He looks up at me with heavy eyelids and sighs. Since he's drunk, I slowly begin to pull up his soaking wet shirt so he doesn't get the bed wet. He suddenly snaps out of his semiconscious state and pulls his shirt back down, eyes wider than usual.

“I uh... I can go change in the bathroom.” He says quickly before heading off. I grab his hand as he begins to leave and pull him back.

“Baby, take off your shirt.” I say quietly. He looks down and shakes his head slightly. “Vic, I won't get mad. I just want to see them and make sure they're not too bad, okay?” He looks up at me with tears in his eyes and sighs. He pulls off all of his clothes but his boxers and puts his arms out. I take in a deep breath and feel the tears begin to form in my eyes. I grab his hand and sit him down on the bed. I push him back and pin his arms above his head as I lean in to kiss him with all I can. He slowly leans his head up and deepens the kiss. I somehow manage to get both of his hands in one hand and slowly trail my free hand up and down his side. I push him up again the headboard and carefully straddle his hips. He looks up at me with a little smirk on his face and quickly unbuttons my pants, pulling them down as far as he could. He instantly takes my dick in his mouth and begins to bob his head. I feel my breathing pick up as he moves faster. I slowly put my right hand on the back of his neck and grab as much of his hair as I could and slightly push his head closer. He pulls away before I hit my high and laughs a little. He pushes me up and I get off of the bed to take of my remaining clothes and quickly take off his boxers. Vic wraps his arms around my bare waste and pulls me next to him on the bed. He quickly gets up and pushes me back onto his pillow and gets on top of me. He leans in and places his lips on mine. I slowly pick up my right hand and place it in his hair and pull him closer to me. This kiss is different than usual. Usually when we kiss it's laced with want and lust, but this is just pure love. He loves me and I love him and nothing will ever change that. I suddenly feel his lips move from mine and look up to see him reaching for a condom that was on the side table next to my bed. He twists his body away from my face and he slowly grabs my dick and puts the condom on for me. Before he looks back, he places my dick at his entrance and moves his ass down. I hear him catch his breath as I enter him and he turns back to face me. He leans back down and slowly kisses under my ear as he begins to rides my dick. I hear him let out a pleasurable moan against my neck as I feel myself hit his prostate. He lifts his head from my neck and quickly presses his lips to mine.
He begins to move faster and faster and I feel myself getting close. I quickly grab his hard dick and begin to pump my hand as fast as I could. I feel his lips part from mine and he throws his head back and moans rather loud. After a few minutes he releases onto my stomach and a few seconds later I feel myself release as well.
I feel him lift his body up and I pull out of him. He moves his hand from where it rested on my chest up to my face and lightly brushes the hair that was sticking to my forehead out of my eyes. I open my eyes and look at him. He lightly begins to trace my face and I feel myself smile.
I love him so much.
He leans towards me and lightly kisses my nose, then attaches his lips to mine one more time.

“I love you, Vic. Forever.” I say as he pulls away.

He smiles that beautiful smile of his as he begins to get off of me.

“I love you too, Jaime. I always will.”

He picks the comforter off of the ground and lays it over us. He slightly presses his head against my chest and I feel myself drift to sleep.