Vic's POV
"Vic, I'm sorry, it's just not working out." As he said those words I could feel my heart beginning to break. "W-why, Jaime?" I asked, tears beginning to spill though my lashes and down my cheeks as I stood looking at Jaime who was standing at my doorstep.
"It just isn't!" He said harshly. I flinched.
"Goodbye Vic." He said, shutting the door and walking out into the night. I leaned with my back against the door and let out a sob, while I slid down slowly. I would have to see him almost every day even though we're split. After 2 years of being together he just ends it. I burry my face in my hands and cry. Why would he do something like that. Maybe it was something I did. Maybe he doesn't love me anymore. My breath caught in my throat at that thought. I stood up shakily and walked upstairs to my bedroom. Jaime left all his things in our room. I wimpered and closed the closet so I wouldn't have to look at all his clothes. I guess he would pick it up later. I changed into a pair of sweats before crawling under the covers and crying myself to sleep.
I did that pretty much everyday for a month. I couldn't sing because my voice was so strained from all the sobs and screams that escaped my mouth. My eyes had huge bags underneath them and I didn't care for myself anymore. Jaime hadn't showed up for practice either. He aparently did on the days I couldn't work up the motivation and willingness to get out of bed. The last time I saw him was when he came over the day after he broke things off to get some of his stuff. really. One day I was laying in my bed staring at the ceiling, tears leaking out of my eyes when I heard someone knock at the front door. I didn;t move, praying that, whoever they were, would think I'm not home and go away. A few minutes later I heard Jaime's voice and a knock at my bedroom door. "What do you want." I croaked.
"I need to talk to you." Jaime pleaded. He sounded so desperate that I told him he could come in.
"I shouldn't have dumped you. I just felt as if we were getting distant and then I realized that I'm a dumb fuck and you need me and I need you." He siad, looking at his hands. Did he really just say that?! "I know you won't ever forgive me but I really am sorry." He continued.
"I forgive you." I whispered. Jaime looked up, his eyes filling with joy.
"R-really?" He stammered. I grabbed his hand and pulled him down on top of me, kissing him passionetly. Butterflies exploded in my stomach as they usually did as his lips moved perfectly against mine. "I fucking love you." He mumbled against my lips.
"I love you too." I replied. When we pulled away for air Jaime asked me if I wanted to go watch a movie on the couch and cuddle. I said yes and he walked downstairs to make popcorn. I stood up but suddenly I felt a rush of dizziness and I hit the floor. I hear Jaime drop something in the kitchen and run upstairs. "Vic what happened?" He exclaimed, picking me up and carrying me downstairs and setting me down on the couch. "I-I got really dizzy." I mumbled, clutching my head.
"When was the last time you ate?" Jaime said, kissing my forehead.
"Umm yesterday morning." I replied.
"You need to eat, babe." He said, getting up and making me some soup. I gladly ate it and then he brought out some popcorn and turned on our favourite movie; Scott Pilgrim VS The World. Jaime wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me close to him. I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder. "I'm never leaving you again." He mumbled, kissing the top of my head. I closed my eyes and curled closer to him. Soon I fell into the best sleep I had in a month.
A/N: Well the ending is pretty bad but ok.
