~Chapter Fourteen~

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Monday morning

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I get up somewhat early and rub the sleep from my eyes. 4:30 the hell this is way to early even for me. I check my phone it's only going to be 60 out. I groan and leave the warmth of my covers to go to my closet. I find a pair of black sweats and a grey sweater. I look for a pair of vans. I sigh and walk to the bathroom. I brush my teeth and then brush my hair. I walk to Vic's room and shake his shoulder.

" Vic wake up!" I yell whisper. He groans and sits up a bit. He blinks a few times before seeing me.

" Yeah Iris?" Vic asks with a yawn. I could tell he was falling back asleep slowly but was trying not to.

" I'm going for a walk I'll be back in a while... go back to sleep " I whisper to him. he nods and curls back up into his blankets. I shake my head and walk down stairs. I write a note say " gone for a walk be back soon". I leave it by the coffee maker. I go out the door and shove my hands in my pockets. it was super foggy out and that's how I like it cold and foggy. It has a creep factor to it and I like it. It felt be good to be left alone with my thoughts. My hand is still very much fucked up. I run a hand through my hair. I miss Jaime so fucking much. I know I shouldn't but I miss him... He made me happy. I walk to the park and sit on the swing. I must of not been attention because I herd sniffling from beside me. The person had on dark blue jeans and a black hoodie on. I couldn't tell who it was because cause there face was covered.

" Hey are you okay?" I ask softly. I turn to look at the person. I get up brushing my self off and stand in front of them. oh dear Jesus on a pogo stick... It's Jaime. I felt a pain run through my chest. I hold his face in my hands and he try's not to make eye contacted. this hurts so much. He grabs my sweater sleeves in his hands and holds them tight. He rests his head on my stomach and his tears soak through my shirt. I move my hands to I can run them through his hair. All I could do is try and calm him down. What happened to make him like this. I sigh softly and keep running my had through his hair.

" Jaime... what happened... if you don't mined me asking." I ask. He pulls away and looks at me with a quivering lip and blood shot eyes. I pull him into my arms and hold him tight. He hold me tights and sobs. I rub his back in slow circles.

" M-my n-n-nana she-she p-passed away." he cries. my heart stopped... I knew how much she meant to Jaime. Hell I even met her she was such a amazing woman. I hold his face in my hands and wipe away the tears on his face. I kiss his forehead letting my lips linger there. He just broke down in to hysterical tears. I hold him and let him cry. Hell I was even letting some tears roll down my cheeks. I rub his back soothingly. we were now standing up. he was crying in my shoulder and hand his arms wrapped around me tightly. My face was smushed into his chest.

" Jaime..." I ask while playing with the tips of his hair. His body was shaking badly. Jaime has seen me cry a bunch but I have never really seem him brake down and it hurts. I wiggle out of his arms and grab his hand. I start walking back to my house. People were giving us weird looks but I brushed them off and was trying to get us to my house quickly. I was dragging a sobbing Jaime behind me. I reach my house and open the door. I was greeted by mama and papa drinking there morning coffee and reading the newspaper. mama looks at me with concerned. I drag him up to my room and make him sit. I walk to my closet and look for his sweats he had left here.

" Jaime here's some sweats you can change in... i'll be back in a second" I say placing the sweats on his lap. I walk out my room and down stairs.

" Iris dear what's going on.... do I need to call mrs.Preciado?" she asks. I sigh and shake my head.

" No mama... his nana just passed away... I went for a walk and saw him at the park." I reply. she nods her head and goes on to drinking her coffee. I walk to the kitchen. I grab two caparison and head back up stairs. Jaime was changed but had his hands in his hands. I walk to my where my lap top and movies were. I grab them and set them on my night stand. I pull Jaime up and I pull my covers down. nudging Jaime he crawls into the bed. I soon follow and cover both of us up. grabbing my laptop I put in toy story and set my drawing note pad under it and set it in between us. handing him a caparison. I look down at his hand and bite my lip. I just go for it and lace our fingers together. Jaime squeezes my hand and rubs his thumb across my hand. this felt right being here laying with him. mama even peeked her head in and smiled.

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