laced with my doubts.

4

"hey, can I get another drink?" Vic asked politely as he stood up.

"Sure, ill get it. What did you have?" I questioned as I snatched the piece of plastic from his hand and shoved him down onto the couch.

"Oh, just coke. Whatever you want to get me is fine." He said, almost giggling.

"O-kay." I sang song as I skipped my way behind the swinging door and to the fridge. I grabbed the red two liter of soda and sat it down onto the counter.

I emptied out Vic's cup and and began filling it back up as I heard the door again.

"Hi there Mikey." I giggled, assuming it was him.

"Not mike, and not close." Jaime laughed from behind me.

I laughed slightly and turned around to face him, I sat Vic's cup down and walked to the kitchen isle.

"Same thing in these?" I asked snagging the cups away from the front of him.

"Oh, um...they didn't tell me exactly. I guess the same thing Vic had, if they don't like it, it's whatever." He laughed as he shrugged and messed with his phone.

I filled up the other cups and moved them next to where Vic's was.

"Help me carry them? I grab Mike and Vic's and you get yours and turtle's?" I asked before I grabbed them.

He looked up and sighed, almost as if he were nervous of something.

"Yeah, but before you do that I need to talk to you." He said, walking around to where he stood before me.

"Yeah, what's u-." Before I could finish my sentence Jaime placed either of his hands on each of the upper parts of my arms, protecting the bend to where I couldn't push him off in protest.

I heard the door open and I tried harder than ever to fight back.

"So Mitch what's taking so long with tho- YOU FUCKING WHORE." Someone who I assumed was mike yelled.

Jaime jumped off of me and I immediately burst into sobs as tears rushed down my face.