Hold On 'Til May - Fuenciado

Chapter Twenty

[Jaime]

I had given up on struggling and drifted off to sleep, uncomfortable, but hell was I tired! I wasn't sure what time it was. I was startled awake by a voice I knew perfectly. Vic.

"Hello Jaime," he said, approaching me. At least, I think he was approaching me, my eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness yet. I tried to say something back to him, but remembered I couldn't speak, so it just came out as a mumble. My eyes adjusted and I could make out the outline of Vic. What the fuck was he doing? Was this his version of a sick joke? I sure hope so, because this is freaking me out. He took a few steps towards me, and I could see his facial features now, able to read his expression. He didn't have one on right now, just an empty look to his face. Someone else stepped forward and I jumped, not having noticed them before. I couldn't make put who it was, they were further back than Vic, and their hair wasn't anywhere as easy to notice as Vic's natural curls. They were just a silhouette like Vic had been moments before. The silhouette took another step forward, close enough to whisper to Vic. He grabbed on to Vic's hand, what the hell? Vic was mine, Vic knew that, so why did he just let that happen?!

"Tell him Vic." I heard a voice say. I knew the voice, but I couldn't put my finger on just who it was. I fidgeted a bit with my hands, trying to loosen whatever was tied around my hands. "Stop struggling Jaime," he said my name with a disgusted tone. Oh god, I knew that voice! It was Kellin Quinn! What the fuck, why were him and Vic doing this to me, and why were they holding hands?

"Jaime, Jaime, Jaime," I saw Vic shake his head, grinning. "You are such a fool." Why was I a fool? "I can't believe you actually thought I loved you." He... he didn't love me? "No one could ever love you. Especially not me. You disgust me." I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes, why was Vic saying these things? I thought he truly did... I tried to resist the tears threatening to fall, but the next thing Vic said had them rolling down my cheeks, I ouldn't help it. "You should have committed suicide like you planned when you were younger. We'd all be better off." I remember, it was Vic who stopped me... if it weren't for him, I'd be dead. But now he WANTS me dead. I knew this was too good to be true. This happiness, it could never happen.

"But now," Kellin chimed in, "we're going to help you make the world a better place." What did he mean by that?

[Vic]

I woke up laying down on a bed. I tried to sit up, and my hands were held back, which is when I noticed my hands were tied to the bedposts and my feet were tied together.

"Oh good, you're awake, my love." My eyes widened, hearing Kellin's voice. He turned on the light, and I saw we were in a pretty empty room, undecorated and with very little furniture.

"What are you doing Kellin?" I asked. He just smiled. He walked up to the bed, sitting down beside me.

"I've missed you Vic," he said, an eerie tone to his voice. I didn't reply. He ran his index and middle fingers down my cheek looking down into my eyes. "and I know you've missed me too." I nodded. "How has Jaime been?" I shrugged, well the best shrug I could while my hands were tied. "Talk beautiful,"

"Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why are you askinig about Jaime?" I saw a look of jealousy cross his face, but it was quickly wiped away by a smile. "When you're all that's important to me." His smile grew even bigger.

"That's my Vic," he laughed. "I love you. Do you love me, Vic?"

"I love you Kellin." He leaned down to kiss me, and I kissed him back.

"Why did you leave me for Jaime?" He asked, looking hurt.

"I thought you weren't all for me... I thought you'd leave."

"Of course not Vic!" He paused. "Now you can have me forever if you do one thing for me."

"What's that?"

"Tell Jaime that you don't love him. Make him feel like what he is, an unloved faggot that nobody likes."

"Okay..."

***

Kellin lead me downstairs, then said he had to go grab something. Everything in this house was plain, as though no one truly lived here, which honestly was my best bet. There wasn't much of anything. He told me to talk to Jaime while he was gone.

"Hello Jaime," I felt Kellin approach me, back from grabbing whatever he was getting. I took a few steps forward, and Kellin followed, grabbing on to my hand.