One Hundred Sleepless Nights [A Jaime Preciado and Pierce The Veil FanFic]

I Need To Tell You The Truth

He started walking side ways keeping his eyes on the swan. He put his arm out indicating me to take his hand and when I grabbed it he tugged me away. We walked down the path and found a better piece of grass to sit on. He tugged me down on the grass and we stared out to the pond.  

"I have never brought anyone here before" Jaime says still looking out to the centred river. 

"We'll don't I feel special!" I say looking to him. 

"I'd always thought it was the perfect date!" He looks at me nodding, giving me hints.

"Are you indicating this is perfect date" my articulate, British voice beamed through our space. It was such a contrast to his American accent.  

"We shall see at the end!"  

"There's more?!" I joked with him.  

"Come!" He says pulling me up! I groaned at the thought of moving again.  

We walked down what this seemed to be a continuous path. We stayed silent for a while, I was wondering what he was thinking about? 

"So, I'm curious okay! Shut me up if I'm interfering, but what actually happened to your sister?"  

I paused, walking slowly and Boeing my head down to see the sand covered gravel that surfaced the pavement. I couldn't answer this, I didn't want to.

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"AMELIA JUST FUCKING WAIT!" She screamed at me, picking herself up in a hurry and running after me down the stairs. I walked into the living room and turned to her with a strong body position, with my arm on my hip. She was nervous playing with her hands and her feet pacing like in her mind she was scripting her next words. Her left cheek was blood red from where I had punched her. I didn't feel guilty.  

"What?" My fierce voice echo'd the room, leaving her to look more nervous. I look away from her swinging my arms. I look at the floor to see, white boxer briefs. They were laid there like she didn't care. Bending down I picked them up. 

"Give this shit back to Scott, I bet you will see him before me!" I rage, throwing the underwear in her face. We were done. 

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Stuttering to find my words. I tell him the truth.  

"She took her own life, she was depressed." I slowly let out my word. "This isn't the best place to talk about it..." Seeing a bench a head, we walk over and I sit down.  

"We could go some where you like? Where you feel comfortable of course" he says making hand gestures as he plonks him self down next to me.  

"I'll tell you here." I nod at him. "I have only ever told my best friend about her so, you should feel special." I let out a fake smile.

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Tears roll from my eyes. I look at her in disgust.  

"You knew... You fucking knew" My voice was a mixture between feeling sorry for myself and angry. My emotions were fucked up and not clear. 

"I'm sorry" she lets out just looking at the floor and letting the underwear fall onto the floor as well. She sinks down and falls onto the ground rocking back and forth, silently crying. 

"I dated him for a year and it took two minutes for a whore like you to fuck things up... I know about you types of people, but my sister? You disgrace me." I chuck my hands down furiously. "How many times?" I stare to the ground also. "HOW MANY TIMES?" I scream at her.  

"Two."  

That one word, threw me into rage.  

"Fuck you!" I scream and fly out the house.  

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He nodded softly intrigued to here what I followed up on.  

"It's my fault, my dam fault!" I say the truth. I started to let the tears roll, I didn't care how it made me look or what he thought. Fighting through the tears, I needed to tell him why.  

"11th of November 2006. We were 16. I had a boyfriend named Scott, we were going out for about 10-11 months and I liked this guy." I say sighing and laughing. I wipe the annoying tears that stopped, half way down my face. I took a deal breathe and continued. "We'll I was 16 and I didn't want to loose this guy, I didn't want to be like the other girls, have sex with a guy then have then leave you. So when I didn't give him sex, for some reason he asked my sister for it!" I stutter, I make my head fall into my hands for a second. "He slept with her, twice. I couldn't believe it. Then my and Aria had a fight. Then I came home two hours later and she hung herself in the bath room. I was the one who found her and if I didn't shout at her, she wouldn't if done that!" I stopped and looked at Jaime. "It's my fault!" I stare blankly at him.  

He suddenly stands up and gets down in his knees and takes my hands.  

"We'll you're being silly because its not your fault, everyone has arguments and you shouldn't feel guilty as from what it seems like, it all goes back to Scott. This guy, who's is an ass, so we should blame Scott for this, I like you and you're crying for the wrong reasons!" He finished and smiled at me, I could resist but smile back and feel better. Someone told me something decent and he was right. I giggled and slowly put my arms around his neck.  

"Thank you, I needed to hear that!" I said with a sigh of relief, there will always be in self doubt. I just hope that this time it's different, a guy can't hurt me. I was 16, thriving and useless. Relationship's arn't the same. I mentally told myself.