I Never Want to Lose My Best Friend

Break Down the Better Side of Me

Mike drove me back to the Fuentes house which i felt already at home with. Tony and Jaime were doing god knows where. It didn't bother me too much. Besides, it leaves me more time to hang out with Mike and just chill. I went up to his room, then softly I knocked on the door. He said,

"Yeah?" His voice weak.

"It's just me. May I come in?" I asked.

"Uh, yeah. Come in." I walked into his room. It was very neat and tidy. Probably because most of his stuff was still on the tour bus . I set next to him on his bed. He had his head resting in his palms.

"Mike, are you ok man?" I questioned him. He whispered through sobs,

"I don't know Kas... I just... I don't know anymore... All my mixed feelings... emotions... I cant think straight. Im so... so fucking afraid of losing my big brother..." I rubbed his back,

"It'll be ok Mike. I promise. Vic will make it out of this. He's a fighter! He's got this!" Mike looked over at me with teary eyes, ones that reminded me of myself. They almost made me die just seeing how frightened he was... How frightened i was... Maybe some whiskey and god movies will take this stress off his mind.

After about shot number 5 Everything became fuzzy. I couldn't remember a thing that happened after that... All i know is that i woke up this morning in Mike's bed only wearing one of his shirts. I started to panic. I shot out of the bed finding my clothing on the floor and quickly slipping them on.

I scurried down the stairs and into the leaving room where Mike was sitting on the couch drinking a beer.

"What happened last night?!" I asked with a shaky voice. He coughed, almost choking on his drink, and looked over at me with wide eyes, which faded into a gruesome look.

"Well uh, we kind of... We got a bit drunk and by that I... I mean completely shitfaced and with mixed emotions already we uh... we kind of read the wrong ones and... kinda... had... sex?" He softly stammered .

"WE WHAT!? Jamie is going to kill me... No, worse... He is going to break up with me and leave the job to me to off myself... God damn it! WHY DOES THIS SHIT KEEP HAPPENING TO ME!? I try and try to do the right things, but then it goes and blows up in my face! Ugh!" I yelled all through out the house.

"Shhhh I don't know if Tony is up or not..." Mike hissed at me, but before i could say anything, i heard someone clearing their throat behind me from the staircase. I slowly turned around to see Tony eyeing at Mike and I.

"So um, i have a question." Tony said.

"And what would that be Tone?" I asked trying to sound like nothing was wrong and I was completely fine.

"How's it feel to have sex with a Fuentes?" He laughed, Mike and I both groaned. I face palmed shoving Tony into the wall on my way back up to Mikes room to collect all of my things.

When i came back down, Jaime bursted through the door panting heavily, then sat down next to Tony on the couch. Tony opened his mouth and both Mike and I glared at him. He quickly shut his trap.

I walked into the kitchen and got some pain killers for my hangover that was now throbbing. Right as i open the bottle i hear,

"YOU GUYS DID WHAT?!" I jumped at the sudden outburst i accidentally knocked over the coffee pot, which shattered all over the floor cutting up my feet. I cringed at what would happen next. I bent down and picked up the glass shards, still shaking, then throwing them away.

I soon hear a loud thud. I ran into the living room to find out what had happened. All i see is Jaime on top of Mike, punching him and trying to choke him. Mike was fighting back as best as he could, but was failing miserably. Tony was no where to be found.

I charged over to them, trying to pull Jaime off of Mike and screaming at them both to stop. Then i hear another thud and i fell straight on my ass as pain started shooting through my face. I held my nose that was now gushing blood. Both the guys stopped looking back at me. Jaime whispered under his breathe just loud enough so i could hear,

"Deserves you right whore..." At this comment, Mike threw an upper cut on Jaime knocked him flat onto his back. Mike walked up to him and put one foot on his throat,

"If you EVER fucking call Kas a whore ever fucking again, so help me god I will fucking chain you up in a place no one will ever find you and let you fucking rot down to your core. Got it?! Now go. You've hurt her enough..." And with that, he got off Jaime.

He walked over to me, helping me up. My tears felt like razors falling down my cheeks. Jaime sat up, rubbed his throat, while glaring at Mike and I.

"Im sorry Jaime..." I sobbed, before i ran off into the bathroom, locking my self in. I sat on the floor balling my eyes out.