Can You Love Me Just A Little Bit More?((Kellic))

Chapter 10- This Ain't Love It's Clear To See

(Jaime's POV)

I Jaime Preciado was literally infuriated with Victor Fuentes at this point. I know he's a cool guy, but from the start he did seem like the person who wouldn't listen if they were mad. Now I'm standing in front of his apartment door. I'm knocking like crazy and he hasn't opened. I know he's home. First of all I dropped him off last time, and both of his phones are ringing inside the apartment.

There came a point where I was left no choice. I pulled out my wallet and pulled out a paper clip and a tiny piece of wire that was stronger than the clip. I picked at the lock and click, and it opened. Yes, I can do this, and it has nothing to do with me being Mexican.

I found myself buried in bottles of liquor…

Let’s get to the, I found Vic passed the fuck out and I wasn’t going to bother with him. I immediately cleaned up the mess, if anybody walked in, they would be disgusted. There was literally vomit all over the kitchen floor, and food spilled all over the living room. I’m sure that this wasn’t like this when Kellin was around.

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As soon as I was done, I looked at the bitch that made me waste my whole fucking afternoon. I wasn’t going to tolerate this, this ‘friend’ of mine had turned himself into a complete fuck up, and he doesn’t even know about the responsibility that will soon fall on him. With the strength that I planned on using one day if I had to beat someone up, I picked Vic up and dragged him down the hall. I found the bathroom at my right. I dropped him on the ground and turned on the cold water…you can just imagine. I plopped him into the bath and it took just seconds to see him yell like a bitch.

“Fuuuck!” he yelled. I chuckled.

“Good morning,” I mocked. He looked at me in disbelief and tried breathing through the water that fell on him.

“I’m gonna step out, you will shower, I will place some clothes for you on the couch, and last we will talk. Understood?” I looked at him with a smile. But in reality it was more of a smirk and inside I was pissed the fuck off…

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So I waited on the now nice couch in the living room and waited for him to get out. And he did…

But as soon as I saw him walk into the living room, his expression wasn’t pretty.

“Jaime Preciado,” he waved his hand and sat down.

“Vic, fucking, Fuentes.” I mocked. He sighed and buried his face in his hands.

“Hangover?” I asked. He chuckled and I sighed.

“Well, let’s not waste time. I want you back on your feet. I know what you’re going through is hard but at least go back to work and go through this depression a different way.” I said all this with out once mentioning Kellin. Like I said before, we would have to approach Vic a different way.

He nodded and once again sighed and it seemed that that would be the only way he answered.

“Promise me you’ll go to work tomorrow. At least take, all, this shit step by step. I’m not telling you to do this fast and force your emotions down, because you’re only human.” I seriously thought this would be easy but he looks fucked up as hell. His emotions must be all over and I just don’t know how to deal with a friend like this. I care, but words are difficult to form.