It Was All For You, All For You And More [Vic Fuentes Book Two]

I would kiss you even if you were dead

Christmas is on the horizon. UGHHHHHH! I hate Christmas... Also, one of my best friends (Who is also the guy I like) Fucked with my emotions then lied and said he swallowed pills when he didn't, then he told me that he didn't want me in his life anymore (Him and I made up actually). Then, my ex bestfriend pulled some shit then threatened to call the cops on me bcause I "Sent people to send her death threats" and it all made me want to cut but I didn't so I'm good. -.- Anyway, new chapter! Yay! I love you all! :*

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~Jay's POV~

I hated him. I hated everything about him. I thought he'd be a better guy for me than Vic, but he wasn't.The abuse. The sex. The pain.

It could barely handle it.

"Jay! Can you please bring me a beer!" I heard Ace yell from the bedroom, I however was doing my makeup in the bathroom.

"Yeah,but I have to go to work soon!" I yelled back as I headed to the kitchen to grab a beer for him.

I hated him drinking, but I couldn't do anything about it, I was too scared to do anything. He would yell at me and probably beat me if I told him to stop drinking. He would honestly freak out.

I grabbed his beer and took it back to him, he kissed my cheek and I returned to the bathroom to finish my make up.

I was wearing a black sweater that I was using to hide all my scars, and just so we're clear, I'm six years clean. I was too afraid to cut after Ace started beating me, I was afraid that he would see those cuts, that was the only reason I stayed clean. I was also wearing purple skinny jeans and black Vans.

When I stopped talking to Vic, I actually kept his Green Day shirt and his tye-dye sweatshirt. I loved him, and didn't want to lose everything about him. My choice to stop talking to him, really hurt me. I attempted suicide six more times, and only because I missed Vic. I was sent to in-patient treatment for two whole years, then finally released, but I had to be under Sally's watch. I had to go to work with her so that I wouldn't cut or attempt suicide again. I was on suicide watch basically.

I finally went to therapy, for Sally and Jaime. They wanted me to get better, and I didn't want to hurt them, so I did what they wanted. I went to therapy until I met Ace, because he made me happy. I met Ace three years after I got out of the in-patient therapy, and him and I became pretty good friends, I had a crush on him, but my feelings for Vic never went away.

After knowing Ace for a year, him and I started dating. Sally and Jaime always hated Ace, the moment I introduced them to Ace, they hated him and hated me talking to him. The only reason they let me talk to him, was because he made me happy. They wanted me to be happy more than anything.

After dating Ace for two months, I moved in with him and I acted happy, all the time. When he began to beat me, I became depressed again. That depression never went away.

"Ace! Babe I'm leaving for work! I'll be home late today though, I have to work late today." I said as I grabbed my beanie and headed toward the door.

"Okay, call me when you know hoe long you'll be out exactly. I love you, stay safe." Ace replied.

"I love you too." I replied as I left the apartment

Lies. He was telling me lies. I told him I would be working late, but in reality I was going to hang out with Jaime, Tony, Mike, Sally, Jessica, and Jordan, and since Vic would probably be there, I would probably end up hanging out with him too, unless he locked himself away. I had put a sweatshirt and pair of sweats in my backpack (Yes, I used a drawstring backpack instead of purse) for when I got to Jaime's house to change into.