Forgive Me- Part 2

Amelia's POV

I look at Jaime confused as to why he was looking at me the way that he was. I pull myself away from Vic and off the counter to face him.

"Are you okay?" I asked worried, he looked so hurt, so broken right now. "What's wrong?"

The hurt in his eyes was quickly masked by anger and they flashed darkly as he glared at me. The intensity of his gaze automatically made me flinch away from him. What the hell?

"Dude what's up?" Vic asked sounding as confused as I felt.

"Fuck off Vic" Jaime growled not looking at him.

"Excuse me?" Vic asked dumbfounded

"Go fuck someone else's girlfriend" Jaime said flashing his dark gaze towards Vic; now it was my turn to be dumbfounded.

"Wait what?" I asked

"Oh shut up, you know exactly what I'm talking about! I should have expected this; I mean you cheated on Isaac with me so I should have expected that you would do the same to me. You’re just a fucking whore who can't fuck only one guy at a time." He growled at me and my hand came up and collided with his cheek. How could he say that to me? He knows how I felt about that. He didn't look hurt or shocked by me slapping him but just glared at me.

"I want you out of here in an hour" he growled before walking back into the mass of people. I stood there frozen, unable to believe what just happened. He thinks I'm cheating on him? With Vic? What the actual fuck? Why would he say that? He knows how much what I did to Isaac tore me apart. I hated what I was doing but I loved Jaime and I thought he was worth it...

The tears that had been building in my eyes finally began to fall down my cheeks. Ignoring Vic's attempt to comfort me I head upstairs and grab my bag that I had yet to unpack as well as the new necklace that Jaime brought me, I couldn't bring myself to leave it here, and then I headed down stairs towards the front door.

I could feel the confused gazes of everyone at the party as well as the cold angry glare from Jaime. I ignored them all and went straight out the door and walked down the street. I didn't know where I was going but I knew I was no longer welcome back there.

It wasn't long before I heard someone running up behind me and grab onto my shirt pulling me to a stop. I am spun around to face a very confused and worried looking Mike.

"Mil! What happened?" He asked, slightly breathless from running. I couldn't bring myself to speak though; I just looked up at him through my tears, silently begging for his help. He immediately wrapped me in his arms and held me as sobs begin to wrack my body. Subconsciously I register him calling someone but I can't focus on his words, all I can think is that Jaime just kicked me out. Are we over? Where am I supposed to go? Does he hate me? Will I get to see him again? Does he still love me? Did he just leave me? With every thought my heart shatters further. I can't bear the thought of him hating me. Jaime has come to mean everything to me, he stopped me from killing myself, and he has helped me with my anxiety and depression as well as helped me with the death of my father. He has given me a home. Is all that gone now?

A car pulls up beside us and I see Vic in the front seat of Mike’s car, a sad look embedded on his face. Mike takes my bag and puts it in the boot before helping me into the backseat of his car then jumping into the front.

Not to long later we pulled up in front of the Fuentes residence and Vic showed me to a guest bedroom which he said I could stay in for as long as I needed.

"He's just drunk Mil, I'm sure he'll come around in the morning..." Vic comforted

"Does he normally do this when he's drunk?"

"No..." Vic admitted "but he's never had you before either. He's just worried about losing you"

"So he kicks me out?"

"He doesn't know what he's doing, he's drunk and not thinking right, he'll come around."

"What if he doesn't? What am I supposed to do?" I ask, looking at him, pleading for answers

"Let's just hope that he does, we'll deal with the 'if nots' later" Vic gave me a small smile and a quick hug before leaving the room. I sat on the bed in the room; tightly grasping the necklace in my hand. How could things go so wrong so quickly? Not two hours ago we were together having a romantic dinner, talking about how much we wanted to spend our lives together. Is this for good? Where am I meant to go? I can’t stay here forever because eventually Jaime will have to come around because no matter how angry he is at Vic he won’t let the band suffer. Should I go back to Australia? Just the thought made me queasy. Yea I loved it there but this is my home now. I am, well was happier here than I ever was back there. Plus I have a good job here and so many people needing my help. Can I just abandon them and go back? Should I? My mind was buzzing and the thoughts that were flowing through my head were getting sadder and sadder. Luckily I wasn't alone for much longer because Mike came up with my bag that I had all but forgotten as well as a block of chocolate and a movie.

"I figured you could use some comfort right now" he said softly. I gave him a small, sad smile and he grabbed my hand and dragged me to their living room and sat me on the couch with a blanket before putting in 'Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince', my favourite of the Harry Potter series. I chuckle as he sat beside me. I take some of chocolate from the block in his hand and chew on it absentmindedly. Jaime will call in the morning. He'll realise how stupid he's being and that I would never do that to him then ask me to come home. He'll ask me to come home. He has to...

Notes

I'm sorry this took so long, I actually had it written when i did the last chapter but every time i went to upload it i got distracted... i have a terrible attention span :/ Sorry again!!

anyway, what do you guys think? is Jaime gonna come around?

let me know! I love getting your feedback!

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