Darling, you'll be okay....

Chapter 17- Jackass

Nathan POV
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I really hope I'm not right about Vic liking Alex. I'm probably overanalyzing or something. I do that all the time...

I closed the door behind me to see Vic unpacking his suitcase. He looked up when he heard the door close and smiled.

"You jackass," he said. I immediatly became defensive.

"Whatever you think I did or said, I didn't."

Smooth, Green. Very smooth.

Vic just laughed," You claimed the bed closest to the only outlet in the room, Green. That's why I called you a jackass," he said as he gave me a smirk," What did you think I was talking about.? Did you comment about my guitar being out of tune to one of the guys when we had that little jam on the bus.? Because I fixed it."

I gave Vic a chuckle," Nah, man, you're cool. I just thought you heard in on what Alex and I were talking about outside the room."

Should I confront him.? What if I'm wrong. He'll just think I'm some crazy, insecure, overprotective boyfriend. *mental sigh* And I really don't want to ruin this tour for Alex...

Vic continued the conversation as he resumed unpacking.

He can even multitask.! I can't multitask to save my life.

"Oh, no," Vic answered," that's between you guys. As long as everything's okay I'm not going to ask," he looked at me expectingly.

"What.? Oh, yeah. Everything's good."

"Good," Vic confirmed as he looked back down at his suitcase unpacking mostly muscle shirts and skinny jeans. "What's it like?" He asked in an almost mumble so I barly heard him.

"Huh?" I asked in confusion.

"What's it like," Vic repeated with more confidence in his voice.

I was still confused," What's what like?"

"You know," he shrugged as he threw a shirt into a drawer," having a girl to love and hold at night or when you're down. I've been single way to long, I can't remember."

This took me by surprise. I had to think of a response for a few seconds before I could say anything.

"Well," I started," it's wonderful, really. I mean, especially Alex. I'm so lucky to have her. Words haven't even been invented yet to describe how she makes me feel. And if they have been, I wouldn't know which ones to use. Damn," I said in wonder as I threw myself onto my bed and looked up at the ceiling. Vic stopped unpacking and sat down across from me on his bed.

"Alex," I continued, "there's just something about her that's different from any other girl you could ever meet. Her view on the world is just mind-blowing. I would tell you but it's so complicatingly beautiful, like Alex, that you have to hear it from the source. Anyways, just.... Wow. I'm completely speechless when it comes to her but to answer your question, it is the most wonderful thing in the world. The most wonderful thing in the world, other then puppies and ice cream and Netflix, is having an amazing partner to hug in the middle of the night and to pick you up when you've just shattered into millions of pieces. They don't mind if they get cut while doing so, as long as you become whole again it's worth it," I started to mumble. I got lost in thought but I didn't want Vic to think I was done yet so I began speaking again.

"And you know.? Sometimes, I get scared that she's going to get tired of getting cut and bleeding and so she might give up and leave me on my own. Sometimes, I think that she feels the same just switched. Why.? I will never know. But yeah, to sum it up, it is the most wonderfully stressful thing I have ever experienced," I looked over at Vic and saw him with his face in his hands.

"Hey, Vic? You okay, man?" I asked.

His jumped up, eyes red," Huh? What?"

I chuckled," Did you fall asleep on my, beaner?"

Vic gave me a slight smile, " Nah, man. I was just thinking about what you were saying."

I was still a bit confused but I let it slide. We stayed like that for a bit, in a comfortable silence when Vic began to speak.

"Hey, Nathan. I got to confess something to you, man," he said wearily.

I smiled his way, "You confessing to murder, buddy.?"

He looked at me dead serious. I began to become worried. "I have no idea how to tell you this," Vic mumbled," Damn, I'm so stupid."

"Hey, don't worry about it. Chill, if you don't or can't tell me, that's fine. It can't be that big of a deal, can it.?"

"Nathan...."

"Yes.?..." I answered, still confused. Vic stood up from his bed and had a look of determination on his face.

"I'm in love with your girlfriend," were the words I had hoped and prayed he would never say. I looked back at him not knowing what to say as he awaited my reaction. I breathed in and out, controlling my breathing in hopes I could calm myself down. Alex was the love of my life. We've known each other since we were 8 years old. Vic just met her and us a little bit ago and just because he was famous he thought he could have any girl he wanted but not this time.

I stood up and looked into his eyes intensely. Those brown eyes that didn't deserve to have a glimpse of Alex for even a second. Just the idea of Vic trying to talk to Alex in anyway other then friendly made me furious.

"YOU'RE A DEAD MAN, VIC FUENTES," I yelled and swung my fist at him.

I heard a satisfying crunch when my fist made contact with his nose and watched as he fell onto his bed with his hands to his face.

"Fuck!" Vic yelled as he looked at his blood covered hands. He got up and started to wipe the blood onto his shorts and the moment he started to look up I hit him with an uppercut in the stomach and he fell to the ground, groaning in pain. I started kicking Vic in the back while he was down until the sound of the door slamming open caught my attention.

"Nathan! What the hell are you doing to Vic.?" I heard Alex's voice yell. I felt her warm arms wrap around me in an attempt to pull me away from Vic, who had probably passed out, but I couldn't stop kicking him.

"¡Nathan Green, juro a Dios si no paras de patear a Vic te voy a chingar, pendejo!" Alex yelled into my ear and I stopped my assault and went into the bathroom, slamming and locking the door behind me.
(Translation: I swear to God, if you don't stop kicking Vic I will beat the shit out of you, bastard.!")

I was still fuming with anger towards Vic so I attempted to calm myself by splashing cold water onto my face. Looking in the mirror, I saw I had a bruise forming on my right eye and a cut just below it. Vic got some punches in after all. I looked under the sink and pulled out a first aid kit and began disinfecting the cut.

What will Alex think of me now.?

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Its not as long as I would have like it to be but its something. Im still working on editing the second chapter but thought I should publish this in the meantime. I hope you enjoyed this chapter and Ill get the next one out to you as soon as possible. Thank you.!