To Love Preciado

He got in and just stared at me for the longest time. I wasn't exactly sure what to say. What does one say in this situation? I mean he just saw me about to cut myself.

His eyes were locked on me for a little bit. Then his gaze shifted toward the floor. He bent over and picked something up. He held in his hand one of the razors. "You won't be needing this anymore." he tossed it out the window. What he doesn't know is that there's a whole box of them, and even then, I could buy them anywhere.

"Please, don't tell Jaime. He can't know about this."

He nodded, "I won't tell him, I promise." Silence took over for a brief moment. "You're not alone, Rosaline. I know how it feels." He began to roll up his sleeve, revealing a scar-covered wrist.

"I'm sorry, Vic." I didn't know what else to say.

"It's okay, it's been a while."

We sat there in uncomfortable silence again. A few minutes passed and I asked, "Why were you over here in the first place?"

"I shop at Walmart like most people." He started laughing.

"Oh. Yeah, I guess that makes sense." I began to laugh as well.

"I was going to get a couple things, but that can wait. Do you want to go somewhere or do something?"

"Yeah, of course. Where to?"

"I guess we can go to my house."

He showed me the way. He lives in the same neighborhood as I do. Much like Jaime's, his house is enormous. He brought me in and introduced me to his parents. After talking to his parents for a minute, he walked me through most of the rooms. One room contained many instruments, he mentioned that his father is a musician.

"Alright, this is Mike's room. I don't know if he's here." he whispered. He slowly opened the door.

A voice came from inside, "Hey, what's up?"

"We seem to have a visitor." Vic said in a creepy voice.

I poked my head in the door. "Hey." I started laughing.

"Oh, hey, Rosaline!" Mike jumped up and gave me a hug. "What are you doing here?"

Vic answered him before I had the chance, "We ran into each other at Walmart, so I invited her over."

"Sweet! Well I was just about to get on the drum set, you want to jam out?" Mike asked Vic.

Vic looked at me for an answer, I nodded. "Yeah, let's play!" he said.

The three of us headed over to the room full of instruments. Mike sat behind the drums and Vic picked up an electric guitar and turned on his amp. They warmed up real quick, looked at each other, then looked at me.

Mike asked me, "Do you play anything?"

"Uh, yeah I can play bass, guitar, and piano." I responded shyly.

Vic picked up a bass and handed it to me, "Ready to rock?" Him and Mike started laughing.

I took the beautifully crafted instrument and played a few notes, then we began to improvise together.

Almost an hour later we wrapped up our session. Then we sat in Vic's room and chatted amongst ourselves.

It felt kind of weird hanging out with Jaime's friends without him. But I guess they're my friends too now. I wonder what Jaime's doing right now? Lately, I've been finding myself thinking about him all the time.

"Does Jaime talk about me?" I asked the guys.

They looked at each other like they were debating whether or not to tell me. "All the time." Vic stated. "Honestly, he's always telling us how he can't believe he got a girl like you. He talks about how beautiful you are and he doesn't think he deserves you."

"Yeah, he also explained to us how he just wants to protect you. We can all tell he really likes you." Mike added.

Vic's phone lit up and buzzed. "Speaking of the devil." he paused, "Jaime just texted me." He read the text aloud, "Dude, have you heard from Roz? I've been texting and calling her but no answer. Should I be worried?"

I patted my pockets, finding no phone. "Shit, I left my phone at home." I answered.

Vic started to type on his phone, saying his response to Jaime out loud. "Don't worry, Man. I saw her at Walmart and invited her over. She's here right now and her phone is at home." Seconds later Jaime texted back, "Oh, alright. I was starting to get anxious there. Thanks, Man."

"Maybe you should go check on him." Mike suggested to me.

"You think I should?"

"Yeah, his emotions can get a little out of hand sometimes."

"Okay, I'll catch you guys later then." Mike waved and Vic walked me to the door. I hopped in the truck and drove off to Jaime's house in a hurry.

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