Forgive Me- Part 2

Amelia's POV

I was completely lost, I don't even know how to function anymore. I constantly get sick from eating but then other times I am stuffing myself. I don't know what's happening to me but I just want Jaime back and to fall back into our routine. It's been two weeks but Jaime still refused to listen to anything that either Vic or I had to say. He wouldn't listen; he wouldn't believe either of us. It's so fucking stupid! How could he be so thick? I would never cheat on him, he means more to me than anything and has helped me though so much but still he thinks I could do this do him. Idiot.

I pull my laptop out of a box that Jaime had packed it into before he dropped off all my things here. I sit cross legged on the bed I've occupied and open my chrome browser. With a deep, sorrowful sigh I begin to look for an apartment. I can't keep kidding myself. He's gone and he wants nothing to do with me. Now I need to get out of this house so that I'm not interfering with the band as well. If I wasn't here they would all be together practicing and recording but right now Vic and Mike worry too much to leave me here alone and Jaime won't come here to practice so I'm in the way.

After a few hours of searching I find a lovely apartment that's near my work, I probably won't even need my car but it has two parking spots anyway. It's a nice place, two bedroom one bathroom with an open plan kitchen and dining; it even had a nice sized balcony where I could read and relax. Luckily with my job I could easily afford it despite my picky taste so I email the company to request an inspection before I decided on anything.

I get an email back within an hour which surprised me greatly; it said the house was open for inspection from twelve pm Sunday-Thursday and asking when would be best for me. I reply immediately saying I would come in tomorrow-Sunday- to have a look around. I don't want to waste any more time. I need to get out of their way, plus, I think it would be a nice surprise for Vic and Mike to get their house back. I could have a little house warming party and everything. The day suddenly seems brighter because I feel as though I've accomplished something and because of this I just feel better about everything, honestly, I even feel hungry which is a strange feeling for me but I oblige to my body's wishes and head downstairs to the kitchen.

I munch on an apple absentmindedly when I hear the front door open and a wave of voices flow into the house. I watch the kitchen entrance carefully to see who it was as there were more than two voices so it couldn’t just be Vic and Mike. As expected the group walked straight past the kitchen door and my eyes immediately fall onto one person in particular. Everything about him was familiar. His goofy smile accompanied by a pair of adorable deeply embedded dimples, the mass of straightened hair that was going out in every direction and the bright laugh that made my heart warm every time I heard it. Jaime was here.

So much happened within me the moment my eyes landed on him. My heart began to flutter like crazy, my thoughts were running rampant, goosebumps ran up and down my arms and my breathing hitched; my stomach however dropped. Before he could catch sight of me I snuck out the other door and ran straight upstairs to the bathroom where I emptied the contents of my stomach. What the fuck is that man doing to me? I have no control over my body anymore and it's killing me. How can he do this to me? It's not fair. How can he be perfectly fine right now? Laughing and joking, he's even hanging out with Vic. What did I do that made him hate me so much?

I brush my teeth before I sneak into the guest room and curl up under the blankets. 'Just go to sleep' I tell myself 'the sooner you do the sooner he'll be gone and the sooner you can go look at that apartment'. With that thought in mind and ignoring the ones about Jaime and the odd feeling in my stomach I force myself into a deep sleep.



***TIME SKIP***



The next morning I woke up at around eleven and I rush to get showered and dressed before I go to look at the apartment. Just after twelve I jump into my car that Vic and Mike had picked up for me earlier this week, then drive down towards the apartment where I had an appointment for inspection at quarter to one.

When I arrived I found that it was much closer to work that I had originally realised, not only was it a short walk to work but it was also only about five minutes away from the shops too. This place was getting better by the minute! The real estate agent was already there when I arrived and led the way up into the apartment. When we got inside I my heart ached a little when I realised how similar it was to Jaime's house. Yea they were obviously different with one being a two story house and this being a small apartment, but I don't know, there was just something about it that reminded me of Jaime. Maybe it was the similar colour scheme or even just the layout or the kitchen but as I walked into that room I felt like I was back there with him. Ignoring the pain in my heart or the pit in my stomach that seemed to reappear whenever I thought about him I tried to look through the apartment objectively.

To say I loved it would be an understatement. I had already formed an image in my mind of how it would look when I moved in and what kind of furniture I would get. I could already see myself living here. It would always be warm and welcoming and Jaime would love it! What? No! I'm not allowed to think of him. ‘This is your place. He's gone, you need to accept it!’ Despite what I kept telling myself I knew that no matter what, whenever I thought about the future Jaime was always right there with me. Maybe it was just out of habit, but lately it's been tearing me apart...

I thank the real estate agent and organise a time to do all the paperwork before I move in. He said that if all goes well I should be able to move my stuff in at the end of the month. This felt like a huge weight off my shoulders. In less than two weeks I'll be in my own place, I'll be out of the guys hair, I won't be in the way of the band and I won't have any more accidental run ins with Jaime. Though the last one barely seemed like anything good at all, it was good to know that I might be able to get on with my life. It will be hard sure, but I won't be cut off completely. The guys can still come around and maybe one day Jaime will listen. Maybe he'll realise and then everything can get better again.

I'm smiling as I drive back to the Fuentes residence. For the first time in weeks I've been able to see a little on the bright side. Not every is over, things can still get better and Jaime might come around. When I arrive I park and walk straight into the house. I gave up knocking last week when Vic gave me a key. I think he was expecting me to stick around longer than I have, I bet he'll be so proud when I tell him what I've been up to! My good mood however shattered in seconds. I wasn't paying attention as I walked into the house and walk directly into someone's chest.

"Oh sorry!" I say immediately stepping back.

I look up into eyes that are now so different to the ones I remember. They weren't warm and welcoming like they used to be and the happy demeanour he possessed earlier today had disappeared completely. I automatically step back further under his steely gaze, barely registering the small group of people watching our exchange wide eyed from the doorway. Jaime didn't speak to me; he just roughly shoved past me and headed straight out the front door but not before sending another hate filled glare in my direction. I felt as though I had been stabbed through the chest as my eyes met his. He's not going to come around is he? He's never going to forgive me... It won't ever be as good as it was before.

I hold back my tears and walk straight up the stairs towards the guest bedroom, pulling my arm from Tony’s grasp as he tried to pull me to a stop.

"Mil?" He asked as I continued to walk away.

"Leave me alone Tony" I hiss before closing the bedroom door. Things will never be as good as they were before...

Notes

Okay guys so there isn't much left on PART 2, but do not fear! This is a Trilogy so there is pleantly more to come!!

please stick around for the Final installment when it comes:)

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