Without you, There is no me (Jaime Preciado FanFic)

Damon.

~Kyrie's POV~

I felt arms around me, I blinked a few times waiting for my eyes to adjust. My head was buried into a  chest? I leaned back and he tightened his grip on me and groaned slightly. I saw the tattoos on the arm wrapped around me. Then it came back, everything that happened last night. I whimpered lightly and curled back into him. I can't believe he actually stayed with me. He's so sweet, and has been there for me when I couldn't talk to my brothers, Jer, or Turtle about Damon. Shit, oh no. My phone rung as soon as I realized he would be calling me. I managed to squirm around to were Jaime and I were spooning. I grabbed my phone.

 "Hello?" I say calmly, hoping he wouldn't start in on me. "Where are you?" He said angrily. I sighed. "I'm at home. The boys came home yesterday, so I've been spending time with them Damon." I replied snappy. Crap, he's not going to like that. "I'm on my way now." he snapped right back and I heard the sound of the line going dead. I groan and try to get out of Jaime's grip, but he wouldn't let me go.

 "Five more minutes Ky." He whined at me. I groan and try to escape once again, failing miserably. "Fine, we can cuddle. If you want to deal with Damon." I retorted. He let go of me immediately and I got out of the bed and started to look for clothes. "Why are you still with him?" Jaime asked, sincerity in his voice. I grabbed a pair of leggings, a skirt, a PTV tank-top and started changing. It wasn't the first time Hime has seen me change, or just in a bra and panties. Him being so close to my brothers has it's ups and downs. I shrugged. "Kyrie. I'm serious. How come you're with him? He doesn't treat you right." He says, and I couldn't come up with a defense for Damon, because I knew he doesn't treat me right. "He's all I have when you guys are gone Hime." I say as I finished getting dressed. I walked out and went to the bathroom to brush my hair and teeth. I heard Jaime stumbling out of my room mumbling.

~Jaime's POV~

  "I could be better than him." I mumble as I leave her room. God, I hated that guy. Not just because he is with the girl I like, possibly love. But, because he's a two timing, abusive, jerk. As soon as I got downstairs I see the adorableness of Vic and Jer cuddling to each other. Awh, they need to get together already. And Christine and Tony were spooning on the couch, no sign of Mike and Madison. So they're probably still passed out in bed. Kyrie comes downstairs just as there is a knock on the door. I groan as she answers it.

  "Hey babe. Sup Jaime." he says like there is nothing wrong. I mentally was beating the crap out of him. "Hey." I say nonchalantly. I saw him grabs Kyrie's wrist, she winced and I tensed up. "Ow." She muttered and he started pulling her upstairs, as he was pulling her up she gave me an apologetic look. I sighed and turned on the T.V. not to loud, I don't trust Damon. If he started to hit her or something I wanted to be able to hear.

 Slowly, everyone in this room started waking up, and Mike was already pushing Madison out of the door. "This wasn't going to work, you should have know that when I asked your age and if you lived in San Diego. You know who I am, and what I'm about. Bye" He says quickly practically shoving her out of the front door. Poor girl, I always feel bad for Mike's one night stands. They started around the time when Ky started getting really bad, and tried to commit. Vic swore off dating in general, focusing completely on the band and on his little sister. They dealt in completely different ways, she felt like she was ruining their lives so she started coming to me. I got lost in my thoughts and didn't realize that Lord Of The Rings was over. I looked around and Kyrie wasn't downstairs yet. "Damon, stop!" I heard her shriek.

Thud. Crash. Slam. Kyrie yelping. Thud.

 Mike and Vic an upstairs, with Tony and I right behind them. Mike started pounding on the door. "Damon let go of me!" She yelled again and I heard a slapping sound.

Crash. Thud.

"Shut the fuck up you whore!" He yelled back to her. I felt my blood start to boil, this is why I hate him. "I'm done with your shit! We're through!" she snapped right away. I smirked to myself, there's the Ky I know. Stick up for yourself, Beautiful. Mike continued pounding on the door with Vic yelling obscurities until finally Kyrie or Damon opened the door.

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