If I Were You, I'd Put That Away.
So Live It Up, Baby. Don't Look Down
Jaime's POV
As soon as I pull into Tony's driveway, he rushes out to greet me.
“Jaime, what are you doing? Where are you going?” He says as he pulls me into a hug.
“I don't know, Tony. I really don't know.” I whisper, trying to not let the tears escape my eyelids. He pulls away from the hug and pulls me into his house. “What are you doing, Tony?” I widen my eyes as he leads me to his room. My breathing begins to pick up as he pulls me into the room and sits me down on his bed. Fuck, not again.
“Jaime, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you.” He says in a gentle tone. I close my eyes and try to calm myself down. I feel a shift on the bed and my eyes dart open to see Tony sitting next to me. “Will you tell me why you're leaving, at least.” He quietly questions. I look down at my hands and begin twirling my thumbs around each other.
“I uh... Well. It's a long story and it won't make sense if I don't say it all...” I trail off.
“Jaime, I have all day. I'm here for you and you should know that.” I quickly nod and begin the story.
“Well, you obviously know what happened with Kellin.” He nods and I proceed. “I thought everything was fine after that, but I started having flashbacks to it randomly and I couldn't handle it. Little things that he did to me run through my mind all day and I don't know how to stop it. A few days ago, Kellin's friends came up to the house. They started calling me these terrible names and were telling me to kill myself and that I would be better off dead. When they left I went upstairs and well... I was going to shoot myself.” I hear Tony let out a small gasp and I look over at him with tears in my eyes.
“Keep going, Jaime. I won't interrupt you again.”
“Vic came home right as I was about to pull the trigger. He didn't do anything, but Mike walked in after him and practically tackled me to the bed. We fought over the gun and it went off and hit Vic under his ribcage. He's been in the hospital for the past 4 days. Well, he's coming home tonight. I woke up this morning from a nightmare and I started thinking about how much pain I've caused him this past year. He's been in the hospital at least 3 times because of me and I can't handle the thought of hurting him anymore. Sometimes, when you love someone as much as I love Vic, you have to let them go for their own good. He will be better off without me. He will be happier and in less pain. All I ever did was cause him pain and I didn't even realize it until an hour ago. I have to get out of here. I can't keep doing this shit to him.” As I say the last sentence, tears begin to roll down my face in large amounts. I pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs and just cry for what feels like hours before Tony speaks up.
“That's not true, Jaime. When you and Vic got together, I saw something different in him. Do you want to know why Vic and I stopped talking? It was because he isolated himself. The only person he would talk to was you because he could trust you. You and I both know that Vic has had a fucked up life, and truth be told, all three of us have. The only this is that Vic got so caught up in.. he who should not be named's bullshit that he started doing stuff that no one could help him with... but you. I honestly think that if it wasn't for you, he would be laying 6 feet under the ground rotting in a casket. You have saved his life, Jaime. You need to talk to him about leaving this town. I know he will go with you. He loves you more than anything in the entire world, and that's a big thing for him.”
I just sit there, completely shocked by Tony's words. I never thought he wouldn't go with me, but it's just the fact that I can't keep hurting him. I tell Tony exactly that. He nods and drapes his arm around my shoulder.
“I know you are confused about what to do, but I have a proposition. I won't tell Vic where you are, but I will tell him that I know you are safe. You're staying with me until you can save up enough money to find a place on your own. I can't let you walk out into the streets with no money. You're my best friend's boyfriend and I won't let anything happen to you, because I know that if Vic found out that you were hurt, he would do something drastic. You're staying here, whether you like it or not.” I feel myself let out a little smile when he says it, but I still don't know if I should accept his offer. I mean, I guess I'm going to have to, but still. “I have a spare room. Come on.” He quickly gets up and walks me out to an empty room that resides right next to his. He takes my bag off of my shoulder and places it on a made queen sized bed.
“Tony, I don't know what to say. Thank you. So much. I just... please promise me that you won't tell Vic that I'm here until I can find somewhere to go.” I say as he turns to walk out the door. He smiles and nods his head before walking out of the room and into his own.
I gently sit down on the edge of the bed in an attempt to relax a little bit.
Vic will be okay.
That's all that matters in my life right now.
As soon as I pull into Tony's driveway, he rushes out to greet me.
“Jaime, what are you doing? Where are you going?” He says as he pulls me into a hug.
“I don't know, Tony. I really don't know.” I whisper, trying to not let the tears escape my eyelids. He pulls away from the hug and pulls me into his house. “What are you doing, Tony?” I widen my eyes as he leads me to his room. My breathing begins to pick up as he pulls me into the room and sits me down on his bed. Fuck, not again.
“Jaime, calm down. I'm not going to hurt you.” He says in a gentle tone. I close my eyes and try to calm myself down. I feel a shift on the bed and my eyes dart open to see Tony sitting next to me. “Will you tell me why you're leaving, at least.” He quietly questions. I look down at my hands and begin twirling my thumbs around each other.
“I uh... Well. It's a long story and it won't make sense if I don't say it all...” I trail off.
“Jaime, I have all day. I'm here for you and you should know that.” I quickly nod and begin the story.
“Well, you obviously know what happened with Kellin.” He nods and I proceed. “I thought everything was fine after that, but I started having flashbacks to it randomly and I couldn't handle it. Little things that he did to me run through my mind all day and I don't know how to stop it. A few days ago, Kellin's friends came up to the house. They started calling me these terrible names and were telling me to kill myself and that I would be better off dead. When they left I went upstairs and well... I was going to shoot myself.” I hear Tony let out a small gasp and I look over at him with tears in my eyes.
“Keep going, Jaime. I won't interrupt you again.”
“Vic came home right as I was about to pull the trigger. He didn't do anything, but Mike walked in after him and practically tackled me to the bed. We fought over the gun and it went off and hit Vic under his ribcage. He's been in the hospital for the past 4 days. Well, he's coming home tonight. I woke up this morning from a nightmare and I started thinking about how much pain I've caused him this past year. He's been in the hospital at least 3 times because of me and I can't handle the thought of hurting him anymore. Sometimes, when you love someone as much as I love Vic, you have to let them go for their own good. He will be better off without me. He will be happier and in less pain. All I ever did was cause him pain and I didn't even realize it until an hour ago. I have to get out of here. I can't keep doing this shit to him.” As I say the last sentence, tears begin to roll down my face in large amounts. I pull my knees up to my chest and wrap my arms around my legs and just cry for what feels like hours before Tony speaks up.
“That's not true, Jaime. When you and Vic got together, I saw something different in him. Do you want to know why Vic and I stopped talking? It was because he isolated himself. The only person he would talk to was you because he could trust you. You and I both know that Vic has had a fucked up life, and truth be told, all three of us have. The only this is that Vic got so caught up in.. he who should not be named's bullshit that he started doing stuff that no one could help him with... but you. I honestly think that if it wasn't for you, he would be laying 6 feet under the ground rotting in a casket. You have saved his life, Jaime. You need to talk to him about leaving this town. I know he will go with you. He loves you more than anything in the entire world, and that's a big thing for him.”
I just sit there, completely shocked by Tony's words. I never thought he wouldn't go with me, but it's just the fact that I can't keep hurting him. I tell Tony exactly that. He nods and drapes his arm around my shoulder.
“I know you are confused about what to do, but I have a proposition. I won't tell Vic where you are, but I will tell him that I know you are safe. You're staying with me until you can save up enough money to find a place on your own. I can't let you walk out into the streets with no money. You're my best friend's boyfriend and I won't let anything happen to you, because I know that if Vic found out that you were hurt, he would do something drastic. You're staying here, whether you like it or not.” I feel myself let out a little smile when he says it, but I still don't know if I should accept his offer. I mean, I guess I'm going to have to, but still. “I have a spare room. Come on.” He quickly gets up and walks me out to an empty room that resides right next to his. He takes my bag off of my shoulder and places it on a made queen sized bed.
“Tony, I don't know what to say. Thank you. So much. I just... please promise me that you won't tell Vic that I'm here until I can find somewhere to go.” I say as he turns to walk out the door. He smiles and nods his head before walking out of the room and into his own.
I gently sit down on the edge of the bed in an attempt to relax a little bit.
Vic will be okay.
That's all that matters in my life right now.
You should make a sequel!
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