I Deserve It ( Vic Fuentes )

My turn

I opened my mouth go apologise but he put his hand up.

"Don't. I get it now. You really like to be alone. I'll leave you alone. " His voice cracked and his eyes had a dark hurt in them. He started to walk out the door. I was panicking. My stomach twisted in pain. I had to do this. I didn't know why but he had become someone I liked to be around. He wasn't bad on the eyes either.

"Stop" I shout to him. He was walking down the stairs. He shook his head and continued.

"Please. Stop. !" I shouted once again. I had been following him begging him to stop. I was going to apologise. I was. He went out the front door and started to cross the grass to his car. He must have drove back here after he brought me back. Ugh. He opened his car door. I was literally on his tail now. He turned around to face me. He was at his car door. His lips were red and his eyes were sad.

"I'm sorry." I say quietly. "Really. I haven't ever had to do this. I don't know what to do. I don't know how to human" I make a lame attempt at a joke. He rolls his eyes. He opened his car door. I was yet again panicking. He can't leave. But just as I was going to speak he got in his car and locked the doors. I tried to open them. They wouldn't budge.

He took off down the road towards his house. The only thing going through my head was that I hurt him. He was nice and annoying but he actually showed he cared. He even tried to take back the bet. It was my turn to try. I took off running behind his car towards his house. He didn't notice me running. I kept shouting but he didn't notice. I knew I looked psycho but I didn't care. I had to apologise. He tried so hard. He was this attractive Mexican guy who put up with my bullshit for two weeks when he tried and years before now he's watched me as I didn't talk. I just needed to apologise. I didn't deserve someone to put up with me. He deserved the apology.

I was heaving and out of breath. I felt my heart beating like crazy. I swear it was trying to escape. I can't blame it though. It was twisting for a weird reason. I had never felt this feeling before. I was so confused but that was for another time. I was at the Fuentes home. I was out of breath sweaty probably looked like a homeless person. I knocked on the door anyways. A petite Spanish looking woman answered the door.

"Why hello" she spoke up as she took me in. I swear she was hoping I was leaving. But I couldn't. Not yet.

"Is Vic here?"i asked gasping for breath. She nodded and motioned upstairs.

"He isn't in a good mood maybe come back later?" she said. I can't though. She seemed sweet but I can't just leave.

"It's my fault he's in a bad mood. I'm here to fix it." I say slowly catching my breath. Not heaving as bad anymore.

"Then go on up. Me and my husband are leaving so be mature please." and with that she stepped aside to let me into their house

At the top of the stairs I heard music blasting from a room. It was sad music that made you feel. I knew immediately it was Vic's room. I knocked with no reply. I sucked in a final breath and opened the door.

The scene in front of me was terrible. Vic was sitting there staring at a blade. He had his hands on his head. I almost screamed at the sight.

"Don't do it. " I spoke more calmly than I meant to be.

"Here to be a hypocrite. Get out. " He spoke as he turned the music down.

"I wanted to apologise. You know. For not trying. For being a bitch. And for pushing you away when you were nice. " I exhaled. I was still panting and trying to catch my breath.

"Did you seriously run here?"

"Yeah. Behind your car. I tried the best to catch up. But I'm not that fast." I walked up to his bed grabbed his razor blade that sat on the bed and tossed it across the room.

"What's that for?" he said raising his voice.

"You don't need to do that. Your too....erm... Good for it" I almost said he was good looking for those scars . Oh god. I realised I liked him but I had never liked anyone before.

"Yeah so you say" he started to walk towards the blade that was on the ground where I threw it. I freaked out and grabbed his arm

"Don't do it" I pleaded hoping he would realise I'm trying to help.

"Why? give me one reason" he spat out.

I had always seen in the movies they would blurt out they loved them. But I didn't know love. I just had to do something. He started to talk

"Exactly you have nothing and therefore you cannot s...." he was going on and on. I was trying to decide but my mind did it for me. I leaned forward and pressed my lips on his. He stopped talking and shifted his arms around to hold my waist. This was cliché I knew it. This was nice thought. He kissed me back. His lips were soft but had a salty taste. Probably from tears I knew it all too well. I pulled back instantly feeling a tug at my heart. Seriously what was this. I looked at him and he was looking at me smirking.

"That was something " he said. I noticed his hands were still resting on my hips. I felt relieved he had stopped going for the razor. I knew I did something helpful. For him and me. I can't deny I hadn't liked that kiss. But I knew it would only confuse me more. I mean he didn't do anything with girls. He played video games and let mike have them. I wasn't going to mike.

"Vic what the hell is this shouting ab- mute?" mike said barging in his room only to see Vic and me standing still with his hands on my hips. I attempted to jump away but Vic tightened his hold on my hips. I was there in his arms not moving as mike looked at us. I felt my heart pick up speed. It felt like it did when I ran here only now it fluttered as well.

"What the fucks mute doing here? was the shouting hers?" mike asked as he glared at me.

"Mike she and I were solving some things" Vic said. I was freaking out. What do I do. I'm still standing dangerously close.

"Yeah which is why you have your arms all over her. Vic you know I know what your doing. Don't fuck with the mute. She's a no body you can have anyone. Let her be"

"No, I pick who I want." Vic said. He was moving his thumbs up and down on my hips calming me down a lot. If he was calm so could I. Ha. Nope. I can't. Fuck this I'm sorry but I'm freaking out.

"Whatever man. Just know if this gets out mute can talk its gonna be hell"

"You won't tell anyone will you?" I spoke up freaking out. No one can know

"Nah. You aren't worth my time. Just be more quiet I was sleeping" we nod at mikes words and he leaves closing the door.

I Look up to a smirking vic