No love like Perrentes love

Chapter Fifteen

Sorry about all the different POV changes throughout this but I wanted to get everyone's POV across. Thank you for all the reads and comments and votes, it means so much to me that so many people are reading and enjoying my writing, thank you so much!

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Tony's POV

I wiped my wet face on the sleeve of my jacket as I walked up the path leading to my house. I wanted to pretend that everything was ok. I plastered the fake smile on my face to pretend to Tia that I was happy. I wanted to pretend that I hadn't spent the last few hours, walking aimlessly round the park contemplating how I could end my misery. I wanted to pretend that I was mentally stable. But that might prove to be too difficult tonight. I might fall to pieces in front of my dear aunt. I hope that I didn't. I opened the door and I was met with a wall of smell and sound as I walked into the kitchen to find my aunt dancing round the kitchen to some Latin music, I had never heard before, cooking something that smelled great. I scared her as I wrapped my arms round her neck and hugged her, whilst quickly pecking her on the cheek, she shrieked and went to hit me but I laughed and jumped out the way. "You scared me Tony!" She yelled, turning back to her pot. I laughed silently "what ya cooking?" I asked, She turned around and shrugged "I have no idea, I threw a lot of things that was in the cupboards into this pan, along with my secret recipe," she said with a wink, I rolled my eyes, knowing that her "secret recipe" was just a load of spices threw together, mixed with water. A Spanish song that we both knew came on the radio and I started to tap my foot and hum a little, "sing louder Tony, you have a lovely voice!" She yelled, abandoning the dinner, turning the radio up and coming to me, grabbing my hands, pulling me to my feet, I smiled, despite my inner sadness, and for once this was a genuine smile.

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Mike's POV

I quietly walked in the door, hoping to sneak up to my room, so I didn't upset Tony with my presence. But I was stopped in my thoughts when I saw Tony and his aunt madly dancing round the kitchen to some hyper Spanish song. I smiled to myself when I saw that Tony had a huge grin planted on his face. It looked like a real smile, not one of his fake ones that he usually puts on. There was a gleam in his eye and his smile reached all the way up to his shining eyes, it was a rare sight. I should go up to my room, give Tony and his aunt privacy but I was mesmerized by the way he looked genuinely happy. He must have sensed some one else in the room and his head snapped up, his smile dropped from his face, there wasn't a trace left of the smile that had previously dominated of his face. His face was a mask of unreadable emotions and it broke my heart to see. All I had ever wanted to do was make him happy but I had failed that. I cleared my throat, muttered my hello to Tia, who quickly embraced me in a hug and whispered her apologies in my ear, then I made my way upstairs as I formed a plan in my head, all I wanted to do was make Tony happy and that was what I was going to do.

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Jaime's POV

"I don't know what to do anymore Vic, Tony really likes him and he is heart broken," I said, waiting for the consoling voice down the other end of the line to comfort me. "Well, all Tony needs right now is an extremely supportive friend and that's what he has with you," I nodded then realized that he couldn't see me. "yeah, I s'pose," I said, still doubtful about my friends mental well being. "Just stay positive around him, distract him, always answer his calls, I know about these sort of things and trust me when I say this, if he calls you late at night then he needs to talk to you and if you miss his call, immediately call him back, if he doesn't answer get over there, all he needs is a good friend Jaime and he has it in you," I took in what he was saying and tried to remember it. "Ok, thanks Vic, excited about Saturday?" I asked grinning, I heard him chuckle "I sure am babe, you?" I shivered, I loved it when he called me babe, "hmmmm, a bit I s'pose," I said laughing, I heard his silky chuckle melt in with mine and I grinned "yeah, course I am, I get to meet you again," I could hear the smile in my own voice, "that's good to hear," there was a bang in the background "I have to go now babe, my dad's home, I'll talk to you tomorrow," I smiled "ok, Vic, I'll talk to you then, bye!" I said "bye!" he answered before hanging up.

Minutes later and I found myself still grinning like an idiot. I shook my head and got up to go to Tony's. I grabbed my phone and called him "you still on to jam tonight?" I asked as soon as he answered "yeah, sure," he replied, his voice sounding weary "you ok mate?" I asked, quickening my pace as I made my way to his. "mmhhmmm," he said before breaking off into a fit of giggles. " you sure?" I asked, nearly running now, he giggled, in a high pitched voice "yeahh I finnee," he said dragging out his words. My blood ran cold as I realized what was wrong, "you're high aren't you?" I asked, running now "shhhhh," he said before laughing "don't tell Jaime," he said in between hiccupy laughter. I hung up as I neared his house. I didn't knock and just made my way up to Tony's room. I met Mike on the landing. "oh, hey Jaime, I didn't he- you ok, mate?" he said,noticing my mood "yeah, Tony's not," I stopped and sighed, running a hand through my hair as I tried to calm myself down before entering his room, "how come, what's wrong with him Jaime?" he said panic, clear in his voice, My anger rose and my head shot up "like you actually care, dickhead," he recoiled like I had physically slapped him, hurt flashed across his face, my heart softened a bit, even after everything he had done to Tony, he still cared about him. "he's high, and when he crashes after the high, he sinks lower into his depression than he has ever been and I want to be there for him when he does, I'm sorry Mike, I'm just scared and you're an ass," I said before entering Tony's room. "Holy crap," I exclaimed as I wafted a hand in front of my face, trying to clear the air a bit, I shut the door firmly behind me and walked over to his window and opened it as wide as it would go. I coughed as the contaminated air filled my lungs. I went and sat next to Tony. I took what was left of the blunt from his relaxed hand and put it out on his window pane, remembering to clear it off later. I walked back over to Tony and sat next to him. He slumped on my shoulder and started laughing again, it went on for a few minutes before I felt moisture on my bare arm, I looked down to see Tony's shoulder shaking and he was crying. "aw Tony, what's up mate?" I said putting an arm round his shaking shoulders "why, am, I, never, good, enough, Jaime?" He said hiccuping through the severity of his tears "oh Tony," I said pulling him into a hug as he loudly sobbed into my shirt. I rubbed his back in a soothing fashion. "my mum left me, my dad beat me, everyone at school hates me, I hate me and Mike hates me," he said breaking off into a wail. "you will probably hate me too soon, so will Tia because I'm a pain in her ass. I'm sorry that I'm so pathetic Jaime, I'm sorry I'm so unlovable Jaime, I'm sorry." My heart broke, I literally felt my heart break into pieces, my best friend was in pieces, unloading his inner demons whilst sobbing into my shoulder after getting high because of his misery. I had to talk to Mike and sort this out. Tony couldn't live like this, that's if he wanted to live at all.

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Sorry that this has taken such a sad turn but I want to get all the misery out of the way and then Tony can become happy and well... Tony again!! Thanks for reading guys, love you all!!