Fair Game | Vic Fuentes

If You Love Me,Let Me Go

Title credit; Panic! At The Disco-This Is Gospel

I read over the address again and looked up at the house,surprised about how ordinary it was for a big time basketball player. "Hm. Cozy." I swallow my pride and grab the basket from the back seat,walking up the slim walkway to his door. "C'mon,Tyler. You can do this." I sigh and ring the doorbell and wait for him to open up. Once he comes to the door and opens it,i slap on an apologetic smile and hold out the edible fruit basket. Vic laughs bitterly and takes it. "Did you think some fruit was going to fix everything you've done to me?" I sighed. "Yes? No,..I don't know. That's not the only reason I came." He set it down beside him and crossed his arms,leaning against the door frame. "So,what else did you come for then?" I bit my lip and wiped my sweaty palms on my practice jersey. "Listen,Vic,I'm..s-s-sorry.." Wow. Smooth,Tyler. But being that i never had to apologize,it was pretty hard. "I didn't mean for any of that to happen. I was just so afraid of getting hurt that I thought I had to push you away and pretend that I didn't care about you. But I do. I really,really do. If you let me,I want to make it up to you..can i come in?" Vic looked reluctant but sighed and opened the door wider so i could step in. I smiled and walked in. "Nice place." I mocked from the time he came to my hotel room. He chuckled and said,"Thanks,it's no mansion but it's home." I giggled and stuck my tongue out at him,Vic doing the same back. "It really is nice in here,Vic." He grinned. "Thanks. Ty,I'm sorry that I ruined your show yesterday." I sighed and faced him again. "Eh,don't worry. I won't have to do any of those anymore,which-believe it or not-is a relief." Vic tilts his head and walks over a little more. "Why's that?" I smiled a little. "Well,i kind of quit because a,i was too stubborn to chase after you. And b,it was way too much pressure to do that and the team." I shrugged. He smiles sadly. "I'm sorry to hear that." I shook my head dismissively. "It's okay i didn't get kicked off the team or anything. I just had to run a few more laps than usual." He stays silent and I look around again,walking down a hallway. Vic quickly closes this door and smiled nervously at me. I raised a brow and laughed. "Vic,sweetie,don't worry. I won't look for your secret dildo and anal bead collection." I joke and attempt to walk past him. "Wait! Uh,let's just go in here and,um,talk a little more. Maybe play some basketball out back!" He rushed. I frown. "Okay,Vic,really. What's going on?" Vic bites his lip and I smile reassuring. "Come on,Vic. You can tell me anything. I trust you now,remember?" I rub his arm. That's when i heard shuffling. Vic closed his eyes tightly and sighed. "Shit." I frowned and quickly opened the door,seeing a girl wrapped in sheets trying to collect all of her clothes. I chuckled darkly and shook my head as tears sprung to my eyes. "I knew it." Vic and the girl hung their heads in shame and I sniffled stepping away slowly. "I shouldn't have fucking trusted you and I knew it. God,i'm such an idiot." He reached out for my hand but I smacked it away. "Don't touch me!" His eyes filled with pain and regret but all I could do was shake my head and blink continuously,hoping this was all a dream. "Fuck you." I march away and started for the door. "Tyler! Wait!" I flicked him off and he grabbed my arm. "All of that shit that you said,was I just supposed to pretend that you meant that?!" I face him,furiously wiping tears from my eyes. "Tyler,listen to me,it was-" I shake my head and walk towards my car. "Save it,Vic. I'm done listening to your fucking lies. All you ever did was lie!" Vic ran around me and stopped in front of me. "You want me to tell you the truth? Fine,i'll tell the truth. I'm in love with you. There I said it! Every time I said I cared about you it was only a substitute of saying it because I know you're scared of it! You're scared of love,Tyler!" I shook my head and looked away,sniffling. "Vic,please,don't do this-" He continued. "If I didn't love you I wouldn't have waited so long to see you again. If I didn't love you I wouldn't have looked you up the moment my team mate mentioned your name and found out you lived in San Diego. If I didn't love you I wouldn't have gone to your favorite park at six a.m. just to see you again.." I held back a sob as much as I could and held my hand over my mouth. "Vic,stop-" He grabbed my hand and i snatched it away. "If i didn't love you then it wouldn't hurt every time you pushed me away. If i didn't love you it wouldn't hurt thinking about you with someone else. Fuck,Tyler,if i didn't love you I wouldn't be crying right now!" Vic stared down at me and I glanced up into his eyes. "If you really did love me,you wouldn't have slept with her." I finally reached my car and got in,looking straight ahead. "You can keep the basket." He ran over and I started up the car. "Tyler! Don't do this. I-i need you. What about all that stuff you said about me being able to tell you anything? What about you trusting me?" I wiped the last tear,my face now steadfast. "That's the thing,Vic. You could tell me anything. And I did trust you. But maybe this whole thing is the universe saying we shouldn't be together. We should just let it go,Vic." Vic shook his head and reached my car,holding onto my window. "Ty,please. Just give us a chance." I shook my head and slowly rolled it up. "Goodbye,Vic." I pulled out and drove down the street,seeing Vic angrily going inside. It's better this way. I can't hurt him and he can't hurt me. If we're apart he can date whoever he wants and not worry about me. I can do the same. Not like I would though. I don't think I can ever trust anyone ever again.