Jaime's POV

I wake up to hear Vic whimpering in his sleep. I lean over to wake him up and he starts thrashing around, screaming.
“Jaime! No he can't be dead!” He says louder. Shit, he's having a nightmare. I lean over him and start shaking him a little. He isn't waking up, so I shake him harder.
“Vic! Vic wake up!” I shout at him. His eyes begin to flutter open, and I see tears escape his eyes. “Baby, what happened? Are you okay? You were talking in your sleep.” I say. He doesn't reply so I continue. “You were saying stuff like 'no he's not dead'. Vic, look at me! What were you dreaming about?” I know what he was dreaming about, at least a little bit. Death. Me... Me dead? I can't have him freaking out like this. I look at him and he suddenly gets up and runs out of the room.
“VIC?! Vic come back!!” I shout, running down the stairs. I hear the door to the bathroom slam and my eyes widen. I rush over to the door and knock as loud as I can.
“Vic, please. You don't have to do this. Please don't do anything. It was a nightmare! Whoever it was is okay!” I'm okay... “You can't do this to me, Victor. I love you more than anything in the world and I can't lose you to something like this.” I exclaim as I begin to cry. He isn't listening but I stay there, leaning against the door, waiting for him to open the door. After a few minutes I hear his cries stop and the door unlock. As soon as he opens the door I tackle him to the ground and sit on his chest. I roughly grab his arms and look them over.
“J-Jaime... I di-dn't do anything. I pr-promise.” he stutters, and I get off of his chest and pull him into a hug. I let him go and look into his eyes.
“What happened?” I ask before he grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs to his room. He pulls me down on the bed next to him and curls up into me again.
“I'll tell you in the morning, okay? We still have a few more hours to sleep, so I'm going to let you sleep. I love you” He gives me a light kiss and I let out an anxious laugh.
“I love you too, baby. Go to sleep” He nods and gives me another kiss before falling back asleep.
I hear his soft snores carry through the air. I just lay there, looking up at the ceiling. I sit like this for what feels like hours, and not soon enough the alarm went off. I let it ring for a few seconds before getting out of the bed and turning it off. When I turn around, Vic is beginning to sit up and rub his eyes. He finally looks up at me and smiles.
“Morning, Sunshine. How did you sleep?” I asked, smiling. He laughs a little and nods his head.
“A lot better, thanks to you. What about you?” He asks biting his lip. I sigh.
“I uh... I didn't fall back asleep. I couldn't...” He looks up at me with a frown and sighs.
“I'm sorry love...” He says before planting a kiss on my lips. He pulls away and smiles that smile that I just can't resist. I pull him in for another kiss, making it a lot longer than the previous one. I feel him bite my lip and I whimper a little. I open my eyes for a second and pull away. He looks upset that I did so, so I put my hand to his face.
“We need to get ready” I say, sighing. He nods and lets out a little giggle. “I'm going to go take a shower before it's too late.” He looks up at me with a devious smile as I say this. I nervously look around before kissing him one more time and walking to the bathroom. I quickly turn the water on and take off my clothes while it heats up. I am almost completely undressed when I hear a light tap on the door. I hear the knob shift and the door open then quickly shut. I look up to see Vic standing there smiling. What is he doing?
“Vic, I need to take a shower...” I say awkwardly. He just bites his lip and starts taking his clothes off.
“What are you doing, love?” I question, laughing a little.
“Oh, well I thought we could take a shower together... You know, conserve water or whatever they say.” He says, laughing. I finish taking off my clothes and lace my hands around his bare hips to pull him closer to me. I give him a quick kiss and let out a giggle.
“I'd love that.” I say, walking into the already heated shower, him quickly following. I feel his arms wrap around my waist and he pulls me closer to him. I turn around and place my hand on his chest, pushing him against the wall. I lean down and kiss him. He quickly puts his tongue to my lips and I open my mouth, deepening the kiss. After a few minutes, I pull away and look at him.
“I love you baby, but we should probably wait until we're at least done bathing.” I say, laughing a little. He smiles and nods as I grab the shampoo and put it in my hair.

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Vic's POV

We arrive at school about 10 minutes before the first bell rings. I swiftly get out of the car and walk over to Jaime. I grab his hand and we walk into the building together. When we walk in I can feel everyone looking at us, so I turn my head to look. I see the group of popular kids looking at us with narrowed eyes and quickly look away.
“B-baby, I need to get my books for class...” I whisper into his ear. He nods and starts heading towards my locker. I try as hard as I can to ignore the looks, but it's really hard. Everyone already hated me, but this is different. I don't feel safe. I feel Jaime squeeze my hand a little and I look up to see that we're at my locker. I start to put in the combination to my locker, using my left hand, since Jaime was still holding my right. I hear Jaime's name being called from down the hallway.
“Jaime Preciado?” I look up to see the Soccer Coach walking towards us. He instantly lets go of my hand and walks over to the coach.
“I need to see you in my office. Come on” I hear the coach say under his breath. Jaime looks back at me and I nod, letting him know that it's okay. He takes a deep breath and follows the coach to his office. I turn back to my locker and sigh. I guess I'm going to be walking to class alone, then.
I hear the bell ring and quickly grab my Math book. I slam my locker door and turn around, only to see Kellin and a few of his friends standing there. I bite my lip and start to walk away. I feel a hand clasp around my upper arm and I quickly turn towards them.
“What do you want, Kellin?” I say in a harsh voice. I don't even give a shit what he has to say. He could have killed Mike, and I'm not about to deal with his shit right now.
“Don't talk to me like that, you little fag.” He spits out as he pushes me against my locker. I roll my eyes and laugh a little.
“You're really calling me a fag? I'm pretty sure I'm not the one who was fucking two guys at the same time.” I spit back. He slams me against the locker again, harder this time. I try to push him away, but he puts his hand around my neck, causing me to cough a little.
“You little bitch!”
Okay, standing up for yourself is never a good idea, okay? Let the bullies beat your ass; let the tormentors say their words, but never ever ever stand up for what's right. If you do, it'll only make matters worse. He balls his hand into a fist, and hits me so hard that my vision blurs. I feel myself slide to the ground under the blow, my skin rubbing against the brick wall. His kick collides with my stomach and I bend over, pain and nausea falling over me. I taste the blood on my lower lip and my stomach tightens.
I hear static ringing in my ears and I let out a pained groan. I could probably do more if this wasn't so goddamn unreal.
I wait for the pain, for the bite, but it never comes. My eyes are squeezed shut, and all I can hear is the muffled sound of quick footsteps and a voice that I would know anywhere call my name. I want to open my eyes but I can't, and I really can't feel anything as I begin to drift off.
I feel two arms wrap around my waist, and I feel myself begin to be lifted from the ground. I think I'm dying, but I'm not quite sure. It feels nice... I'm glad this is happening. I deserve to die, anyways.
“shit...” I hear through the daze and I start to open my eyes. I begin to blink off the heaviness of my lids and look up to see Jaime.
“Baby, I'm so sorry this happened to you.” I hear him say through tears. I feel my lids get heavy again and I close my eyes. Please, God, let this be a dream.