So Darling Close Your Eyes {Fuenciado Fanfiction}

18 ~ Missing

I woke up the next day, completely happy with Vic's parents understanding our relationship. I made plans with his parents so Vic could be there to talk with them this time and fix anything that was messed up at the party. But first, I had to pick up Vic from jail. I never imagined that the innocent Victor Fuentes would end up in jail.

I got up from my comfortable bed as my feet hit the carpeted floor which covered most of the apartment. I slipped on my leather jacket over my shirt, too lazy to change it. I then put on my skinny jeans and walked out of my room. I grabbed my keys off the glossy granite counter while looking down at my phone, googling where the jail was. I got in my car and drove right at the speed limit, eager to pick up my boyfriend.

I arrived there in about twenty minutes, surprisingly I didn't get lost like I usually do. I walked in and felt the once clean and fresh morning air turn to the exact opposite. I made my way through the empty room to the desk with a short woman wearing glasses.

"I am looking to pick up Vic Fuentes," I said awkwardly. She asked for my name and I replied.

"Okay, take a seat over there," she said. She called some people confirming that I was allowed to do this and whatever else she had to do. As I waited, more and more people came in, a surprising amount.

"Jaime Preciado," I heard the short woman call out from her desk. My eyes darted from my iPhone to my beautiful boyfriend. I stood up, smiling. Of course, Vic was one to make things a bit over dramatic. He ran over to me and jumped on me, wrapping his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. I laughed as he gave me kisses on my forehead, nose and cheeks before giving me a small peck on the lips. I could tell some people were grossed out by this, but I couldn't care less at this point.

"Was it that bad?" I laughed, setting him down and letting him get back on his feet.

"Anywhere without you is bad," Vic did a pouting face before putting his hand in mine. We walked out hand in hand while people made their rude comments in whisper.

"So what's the plan for today?" Vic asked, biting his lip.

"Well you have to shower and go talk to your therapist at the hospital because of you know, your suicide attempt," I said. Vic frowned at the thought of this.

"I don't wannaaa," he whined, almost like a kid.

"But you have to."

"Fine, but we go out to dinner after, okay?" he asked.

"Oh we definitely will," I said, thinking about the plans with his parents.

"Okay!" he said, going to the car. He seemed to be in an extremely happy mood, which made me extremely happy as well. I wasn't going to get him worked up about his parents, at least not now.

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"Vic are you done yet? We got to get you to the therapist in like ten minutes,"  I said, looking at the clock. Vic stepped out of my bathroom, posing like he was a supermodel. He started getting in a giggle fit and I couldn't help but laugh.

"I love it when you're happy and relaxed like this," I smiled, pulling him in for a kiss.

"As long as I'm with you," he said when pulling out.

"Perfect. But, we have to go," I said.

"Okay Captain Ruin the Mood," Vic teased.

"If you keep it up I will tickle you until your death," I threatened.

"Try me," Vic said with a cocky tone.

"Oh, really?" I asked. He just nodded with the same cocky attitude. I picked him up and laid him on the couch and got on top of him carefully as I began to tickle him. He began laughing so hard he was snorting.

"Jaimeee!" he would say my name between his laughter. I swooped him up from the couch like he was my bride and gave him a kiss. I carried him his way all the way to the car. We were already five minutes late, by the time we would get to his therapist we'd be fifteen minutes late. I say the tickle fight was worth it.

I drove up to the entrance of the hospital. I gave Vic a kiss as he dashed into the hospital. Soon I drove to downtown of San Diego, to wander around aimlessly and waste time. A few fans noticed me and asked for photos and such. Okay, wasting time wasn't such an easy thing, I mean without money at least. I stood at a window of a jewelry shop and looked upon rings. I knew it was way too early for marriage but the thought of being married to Vic was unreal. I wonder if it'd ever happen. My thoughts were interrupted as my alarm on my phone went off, which I set just in case my ADHD left me to wander more than it should and forget to pick up Vic.

I went to my car and drove back to the hospital, waiting for Vic. He didn't come back out, every time a door opened, I would look up in hope it was him but no one was him. They're probably just running a little bit late, I began to reassure myself. After ten minutes I knew something was up. I dialed the therapist's number.

"Dr. Anderson speaking," the therapist picked up.

"Hello.. I'm sorry if I'm interrupting anything, I am just a little worried about my friend. By any chance is Vic Fuentes there?" I asked as politely and professionally as I could.

"Sorry, no, he isn't here."

"What do you mean he's not there?" my voice went from professional to concern. 

"He never showed up..." he replied.

"Sorry about that, we'll clear it up next time. Thank you," I replied.

"Okay, you're welcome, have a good day."

"Thanks you too." I hung up the phone. Where could Vic possibly be?

A/N: Suspense!~ I hope you liked this chapter and like the next ones to come! c: