Rekindling the Flame

Rekindling the Flame (5)

Rachel's point of view

Time felt like it stopped as soon as my eyes met his, I felt sick. I wanted to disappear, run away and never look back but I couldn't make my legs move. "You look good" Mike said, looking me up and down and those words only made my stomach turn and I felt the urge to throw up and cry. "Leave her alone, Mike" Jaime's words were stern and Mike laughed lightly, "I'm only complimenting her, calm down" Mike shrugged and returned his gaze back onto me. 

"We're leaving" Jaime said, grabbing my upper arm and walking out of the shop, me trailing behind. I looked behind me and saw Vic close behind. "Jaime stop" Mike followed us, I looked around us and saw that the four of us were alone. "I think I have the right to talk to her" Mike said, stepping closer and Jaime got in front of me, "No, back off, Fuentes." I looked at Vic and he looked at the ground. "Why should Vic be with you guys? He didn't do anything but watch when I did bully her" Mike's words were loud and the urge to cry came back. 

"Just shut up" Jaime said, I looked at Mike and he was smirking and he winked at me and I felt weird, out of place. "Make me" Mike's words were demanding. "Fine" Jaime said and then I screamed loudly as I saw Jaime jump on Mike and soon I saw blood and then Vic was holding me and walking away from the men who were attacking each other. I looked back and heard them cursing in Spanish and I didn't know what to do. "Are you okay?" Vic asked, holding my face, making me look at him. "I-i'm fine" I stuttered as tears spilled from my eyes. "Darling you'll be okay" Vic whispered, hugging me and letting me stain his shirt with my tears. 

"Thank you.." I whispered and I felt him kiss the top of my head and I smiled slightly. "Wanna go back to our hotel? Mike most likely won't be there tonight." He asked, smiling sadly at me. "I have to check on Mittens, my cat" I said, wiping my eyes and Vic nodded. "We can drop by and check on Mittens and then you can stay the night? Jaime might need someone" I only nodded. We walked back to my place, and as soon as I got in, I grabbed a duffle back, shoving enough clothes and bathroom items until tomorrow and fed Mittens, kissed her on the head and left. 

"Thanks again" I said as Vic opened the door to his hotel room, I looked and saw Jaime laying down on the couch, a pillow covering his face. I walked over to him quietly and poked his shoulder, the pillow was recovered and I saw Jaime's bruised and swollen face. I frowned and he shrugged, "I'll be in the shower" Vic yelled as he walked away and Jaime motioned me to sit and I sat by him as he sat up. I pulled him into a hug. "I'm so sorry" I whispered, hiding my face in the crook of his neck. "It's alright, you're worth it." Jaime said, running his fingers through my hair. 

"I see you're gonna stay the night?" He asked after a moment of silence and I just nodded, still hiding my face. "We can share a room? or, I can sleep on the couch and you take my bed." Jaime said and I laughed pulling away. "We can share, it's fine" I said, giggling softly and Jaime just smiled and winced when he smiled too big. "I'm still sorry, though. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?" I asked, frowning and Jaime just smiled. "We could figure something out, Miss Rachel" we both laughed and hugged again. 

We spend the evening watching movies and playing with each other's hair. "I'm going to bed, night guys" Vic popped his head out from the corner of hallway and smiled and disappeared again. "Are you hungry?" Jaime asked, looking at me. I shook my head, ignoring the stomach pains I was facing. "You sure? Will you please eat something?" He pleaded and pouted. I shrugged and watched as he got up from holding me and walked into the kitchen, He came back with two apples. "This okay?" He asked, as I take the apple and biting into it. I loved apples and I could eat them all day. 

"That's fine, thanks" I say, nodding and Jaime went back to having his arm around my shoulders and watching the random movie that was on the screen. When the fifth movie we had watched was over, I was tired and by the looks of Jaime, I could tell he was tired also. "Can I go shower?" I asked, as we got up and stretched, "Yeah, clean towels are already in there" He nodded and lead the way to the bathroom, I closed the door quietly and turned on the shower. 

I unzipped my duffle bag and grabbed my razor, my mini bottles of body wash and shampoo and my sleep clothes. I took my shoes and dress off, followed by my bra and underwear. I got under the water and sighed; closing my eyes. I opened my eyes again and shaved, washed, and rinsed and turned off the water. I grabbed a clean towel and wrapped it around myself and walked to the mirror. I wiped the steam off the mirrow and smiled, I didn't know why I smiled but it felt right. 

I dried off and got dressed, I looked at my plaid shorts and my slightly oversized shirt, I shrugged and didn't bother drying my hair. I packed my belonging back into my duffle and brushed my teeth and left the bathroom to find Jaime. I passed a room and saw Jaime already laying, he looked at me and opened his arms, I admired his bare chest and plain basketball shorts. I walked over and laid down, and smiled when Jaime wrapped his arms around my waist, "You're really pretty, Rachel" Jaime's voice was quiet and I rolled over to face him and I saw him smiling sleepily at me. 

"You're really handsome" I said, smiling back and my heart became to beat faster when I realized that Jaime's face was getting closer to mine, I surprised myself when I started to kiss him back and his lips met mine. I laced my fingers through his hair as he climbed on top of me and placed his hands on my sides.Our tongues fought for dominance, I felt his hands go under my shirt and trail up and down my sides, I felt the goose bumps that followed and I could hear myself moan softly as I felt his mouth sucking and biting on my neck.

"Jaime what the fuck?!" Both mine and Jaime's heads shot up and looked at the door at Mike, "Go away!" Jaime shouted, getting off me and standing, facing Mike. "You're a pig!" Mike yelled, and walked over to Jaime, shoving him to the ground and then he faced me, I saw the fire in his eyes, I saw the cuts and bruises surrounding his mouth and he just stared at me before shaking his head and storming past Vic, who appeared. "What the fuck? Rachel go get your stuff, you're not staying here now" Vic's words were harsh and were laced with the sound of frustration. 

I obeyed and walked quickly pass Mike and Jaime and went to the bathroom and grabbed my duffle bag that held everything. Vic walked in the bathroom and grabbed it out of my hands and grabbed my arm and walked me out of the hotel room. The ride to my place was dead silent. "Thanks for the ride" I said, unlocking the door and opening it. "I'm sorry Rachel, but maybe you shouldn't talk to any of us for a while, I'll text you sometime." He hugged me briefly and then left for his car. 

I closed the door and dropped the duffle bag, Mittens came walking in, meowing. I picked her up and walked to my bedroom. I plopped down on the cold mattress and buried my face into my pillow and allowed my tears to soak the pillow. I feel Mittens small furry body curl up against my stomach and I just cried more, I stopped crying and just laid in the dark, my face in a pool of my own tears. I didn't realize I had my phone with me until it started buzzing, I grabbed it and saw that I had a text message from an unknown number. I opened the text and saw what it said, "I got the number from Vic, I'm sorry." was what it read, I knew who exactly it was and I debated if I should reply or not. 

"Everything is already fucked up, why not?" I asked aloud, as I began to type, "It's whatever, the damage is done." I pressed send and waited, I turned on my bedroom light and sat up, Mittens woke up and curled up against my side and started purring. I saved the number and then he replied back, "Sometimes the damage can be fixed. So, the question is, is it too late to fix the damage I've done?" I wasn't sure what he meant by that, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to know. I sat there for a minute and thought of how I could reply. 

Then, before I could reply, he send another text,  "Rachel, I will fix this, you. It's never too late to be fixed."