Vic's POV

I wake up to a beeping noise and someone softly grabbing my hand. Where am I? I start to open my eyes and look up to see Jaime hovering over me. I continue to stare into his beautiful brown eyes until he speaks.
“Vic... Wh-why did you do this?” What is he talking about? I slowly grab his hand in mine. A few seconds later he pulls my hand up to his lips, closes his eyes, and kisses it. I wince in pain as he moves my arm. Oh yeah. That's where I am. I'm in the hospital because I decided to over react. I let out a sigh and he looks back up at me.
“Victor Vincent Fuentes... I love you more than life itself. Please don't ever do this to me again. I can't handle the thought of not having your beautiful smile in my life. I need you to be happy. For both of us. You deserve to have someone who cares about you... and I do... I care so much. I can't take you hurting yourself. I love you.” He starts crying and I can't help but feel like the worse person in the world. I didn't think he actually cared about me. Especially not this much. I decide it's best that I fake a smile... just for him. I see him look up at me and I say the thing that I've been wanting to say for a while now.
“Jaime... I-I love you, too... Forever.” It's true. I do. I feel him rest his hand on my chest before letting his lips rest against mine. I don't want him to leave, but he walks out with a sigh.
A few seconds later Mike comes in, tears running down his face. I think this is the first time I have seen him cry since I was in 6th grade. God I'm such an asshole. I should have thought about him before I did anything. I start to lean up to give him a hug but his hands stop me.
“Vic, you need to rest. I'm fine, okay? I'm here to comfort you, not the other way around. I don't want you to talk either, just listen. Okay?” I nod and he continues. “Okay, well first. Jaime and I talked while you were getting taken to the ambulance. He told me what happened between you two. You know... how you guys.. uh... kissed. I just want you to know that I really don't give a shit.. at all. You're my brother and I don't care who you decide to love. Well.. unless you fall in love with me. I think that would just be awkward.” I let out a little laugh at his joke, but he shushes me. Jeez, Mike.
“Don't laugh. I'm not finished. Okay, second. Jaime really loves you. I honestly think he is more upset about this than I am. He is trying to blame himself. He is saying that he let you do it. He thinks that he could have stopped you from hurting yourself. Don't let him think that. You and I both know who's fault it is, and it sure as hell isn't his.”
I start to bite the inside of my lip to stop myself from crying. Is Jaime really blaming himself? He didn't say anything about it. I look up at Mike and see that he stopped crying. I don't care what he said. I'm going to say something.
“Mike, I don't know what to do. I love him, I really do. I just don't think it's right to be with him. What would mom and dad think? I know they aren't here, but what if they find out? What do I do?!” I feel the tears start streaming down my face and Mike wipes them away quickly before speaking.
“Vic, you need to stop giving a shit about what they think of you. You're how old? Don't go around doing things you don't want to do just to please people. Do things that make you happy and don't give a shit what anyone thinks about it. It's your life. Live it.” With that he kisses my forehead and walks out, leaving me to take that in.
He is right. I shouldn't give a shit what people think about me. I am in love with Jaime Alberto Preciado and I will do something about it.