SIDE STAGE TECH

Chapter 2

Mike was a real dick to me that week. He would insult me, drop snarky remarks about me, and just generally make me feel like shit. I had only made one friend. That friend happened to be Jaime. He was pretty cool, he liked the same music as me. He could play guitar as well as bass. After our last class on friday I was sitting in my dorm room playing Little Big Planet with Jaime, when Mike came in. "Why are you hanging out with that faggot?" Mike asked Jaime, annoyed at my entire existance. I winced slightly. "Mike he's not that bad, I don't know why you hate him so much." Jaime sighed for the millionth time. Mike scoffed and rolled his eyes. "Jaime he's pathetic. A wimp." Okay that one hurt. Jaime looked at me appologetically before striking up a conversation with Mike. Jaime went back to his dorm a little while later, promising to sit with me at supper, much to the annoyance of MIke. 

Supper was okay, Mike sat with Jaime and basically insulted me the whole time while Jaime was getting his food. I fought back the urge to yell at him. I ignored him for the most part, but on some occasions it would sting. When I was finished eating I went to the main office. 

When I entered the office a bored looking secretary looked up and me, studied the month old tattoo on my arm, my ears, and my other piercings before snapping a curt "What do you want."

"Is it possible to change dorms? Me and my roomate don't er...get along that well." I asked timidly. She looked at her computer, typed a few things and then looked back at me. "No." She said. My shoulders slumped and I walked back to my dorm, dredding what was going to happen.

As I was walking someone came up behind me and tapped my shoulder. Startled, I whirled around. Thankfully it was just Jaime. "Hey." He smiled.

"Hey." I replied, glumly.

"Come to my dorm room, okay, I need to talk to you." Jaime said.

"Okay." I mumbled. I could feel my depression creeping back up on me, since I had forgotten to take my pills that kept my demons at bay. I followed Jaime across the dorm circle to his room. When we got there he sad down on the sofa and patted the spot next to him. "I'm sure you've noticed that Mike is a dick to pretty much everyone except me right?" Jaime asked me. I nodded.

"But why?" I said softly. Jaime sighed.

"His brother Vic. Vic has chronic depression and is extreemly suicidal, sometimes for a random ammount of time Vic wil have what we call an 'episode' where all of the thoughts, urges, and feelings will suddenly intensify. When ever he'd have an episode he would call Mike and Mike would talk him though or go and help him. Last summer summers ago Mike was out getting high and drunk with his friend Justin and Vic tried to call Mike but Mike was too high to answer so Vic took about 16 sleeping pills, only then did he realize what he was doing and he called me. I went over there and basically saved Vic's life. When Mike found out he stopped drinking, smoking, and getting high. He's never forgiven himself for not answering the phone. He's shut everyone out except me, because of it." Jaime said, his eyes glazing over as he spoke. When he finihed speaking he snapped out of his trance. "A-are you serious?" I asked quietly. Jaime nodded sadly. I hugged him and then checked the time. It was almost lights out. "You should go, dude." Jaime said softly, pain evident on his face from the memories that had resurfaced. "Bye, Jaime." I patted his shoulder, and left for my dorm. When I got there Mike was on the phone. From the way he spoke I could tell he was talking to someone special to him. "Vic, it's gonna be okay, remember your breathing? Four in, seven hold, eight out." He said gently. I smiled softly, then got changed and slipped under my covers. Mike was still talking over the phone in a soft loving voice and I found myself wishing he would talk to me ike that. 

A/N: Sorry about the short chapter! Writer's block is a bitch. -.- Anyiero, I hope you liked it! HAPPY BIRTHDAY MIKE FUENTES!!!!!!!!!!

~Daisy