memory {boyxboy}

8; Uh-Oh

>>>I used google translator for this, sorry if it's bad lmao<<<

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June 6

Status: poorly. decreasing in improvement.

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I flustered my eyes open, just for bright lights to come blind me on the way.

"He's waking up,"

"aww mi bebé, ¿qué te ha pasado?" I heard mama's voice. Her voice was so shaky,

I looked around and groaned seeing Mike, mama, papa, Tony, and Oliver?

"This fine man," my mom motioned to Oliver, "saved your life from that crash" mama's voice was still shaky,

"Thank you" I returned him a fake smile. I didn't want to see him, I never wanted to see him again.

"Mrs. Fuentes and Mr. Fuentes, may we have a word with you" the nurse popped her head through the door, an my parents nodded.

20 minutes passed, mama and papa didn't come back yet, Tony left because of girlfriend problems and so now I'm stuck with Oliver who oddly didn't leave my side.

"Your eyes are really pretty" he commented, but I stayed silent, and he sighed.

"You k-"

"Don't you have somewhere to be?" I snapped.

"Why can't you see I'm trying to get your attention?" he snapped back.

"I don't need your attention, I have a boyfriend,"

"Really now? What's his name?"

"Kellin," I said proudly, even though it broke me to say his name.

"Oh" he stayed silent,

"Yeah,"

I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath,

'I said I wanted you out of my life, Why are you back?'

"I'm not letting you go so easy, I'm not giving up my first love to someone else, that just won't fucking happen" I stated,

'Can't you already see that you lost your chance?'

'I don't know why the hell you're getting mad at me! YOU made Jaime touch you, YOU made him kissed you! I thought you loved me?'

'I THOUGHT YOU LOVED ME-'

'I DO LOVE YOU!'

'SO YOU YELL AT ME?'

'I'M JUST TRYING TO KEEP YOU SAFE! P-Please.. I can't loose another one...' I pleaded,

'Another one?'

'7 years ago, possibly middle school, I had a boyfriend, yeah... at a young age but anyways he would do all these shit you know? He was living with us because his family was on vacation that month, a-and' my voice croaked from that memory, 'he would go out late at night not telling anyone where he was, he got sick very often just from germs aka drinking out the milk carton, drink after people, never washing his hands after using the bathroom and other junk. But' I cleared my throat, 'one night he was shot. I found out he was in some type of gang so he got shot and died...' I hated that memory of Ronnie... I really did.

'Who shot him?' I always hated that question, I hated the answer to it even more,

'He uh, well, he was dating some other guy 20 years old,and he get money by having... having sex with him and one day, that 20 year old shot him because he declined having sex with him that night....'

'So you didn't want me to end up like your previous boyfriend? Instead of yelling why couldn't you just tell me? Why would I have sex with a guy twice my age for money? I wouldn't do that to you...'

'I panicked ok? Everytime I see you do the same thing as him, I don't know, I just get mad but not at you...-well not necessarily. I just yell because of so much pain I've been caused, I just.... I just don't know....'

'Oh' was all he said,

'Forgive me?' I pleaded, going to my knees,

'I'll think about it' he smirked,

'You know I still love you, right?'

'I love you too, but Vic...vic.... VIC WAKE UP'

I shot my eyes open to see Mike shaking me violently,

"What the hell?"

"Something's wrong with Kellin.."

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