What are you going to do about it?

After the little 'accident', Vic and I returned home, greeted by Mama and Papa with a dinner, mainly including traditional mexican dishes, as every tuesday was Mexican night. We all made small conversation until we had all finished, and then I took a shower and headed to bed. However, my mind would not leave one subject alone, which was the guy we almost hit with that car.

I mean, we could of killed him! Did we hit him, or miss him?! He could be injured! Why did I let Vic convince me to leave? I’m a terrible person.

The guilt was swallowing me up, and I didn’t sleep that night.



TONY’S POV

Currently I’m laying in my bed, as apparently once Jaime.. Finished up.. He got worried and came to find me. And he did, crawling along the sidewalk, shaking like crazy.

*Flashback*

I was crawling, I felt lost, and I had no idea where I was going, I saw a few passing patrons frowning, assuming I was some drunken idiot who couldn’t find the way back to his feet. They were half right.

Headlights temporarily blinded me, and this time they didn’t seem to whizz past, like the other passing cars. This one had stopped.

“Tony!” The voice was familiar, I swear of it.

“Thank god! Tony!” The voice yelled once again.

Arms wrapped around my upper torso and pulled me into a kneeling position.

“C’mon buddy, lets get you home.” Jaime?

I nodded, feeling too weak to use my mouth for the whole ‘word’ thing. Speaking.

I was soon loaded into a warm car, with a leather interior. It smelt of ‘New car smell’. This was definitely Jaime’s car.. Right?

Music filled the car and I blacked out for what seemed like the billionth time tonight.

When we finally arrived back at what I assume was my apartment, I was somehow carried up the stairs and put into a bed, warmth surrounding me, assumably the duvet.

End of Flashback ***


There was a knocking at my bedroom door.

“Tony, I’m coming in.” Jaime notified me, before the bedroom door glided open. Jaime walked over to the bed and sat on the edge, giving me a worried glance.

“Yeah?” I croaked out, my voice sounding frail.

“I’m going to call in sick for you, okay?” Jaime said in a soft voice.

“No! I mean, no, I’ve got to go today…” I quickly corrected myself, making Jaime give me a suspicious look.

“Okay.. But tony, I’m sorry for how I acted, it was stupid and childish. I’m sorry.” Jaime spoke guiltily, giving me a pleading look.

“That’s okay, hedgehog.” I smiled, patting his less spikey hair. Jaime let out an audible breath and smiled.

“Okay.. Well, time to get up.” I looked at him puzzled.

And then it clicked. “holy shit, it’s 6 already?” My jaw dropped.

“Sorry turtle.” He shrugged with a smile before leaving the room. Bastard.

I hopped out of bed, and stretched, satisfied once I heard a ‘pop’ from my back and walked over to the wardrobe. What to wear today? I threw open the wardrobe doors and decided on a black button-up and blue skinny jeans. I have the body, why not flaunt it?

I laughed at my thoughts and quickly changed, I’ll have a shower tomorrow, im too lazy right now, and I exited my room.

“Himes?” I yelled, not spotting him in the kitchen.

“Yup?!” He yelled back, emerging from.. well, who knows where?

“You ready?” I ask, heading towards the door.

“Bitch please, I’ve been ready since you got up.” He teased, following me out of the door.

“Suuuuuure” I smirked, laughing slightly.

Jaime rolled his eyes and continued down the stairs.

Notes

I felt like I owed you an update, but there will be more either tomorrow or a few days later, I promise, I'll give you all an explination next chapter, I promise.. :)

Anyone else on the Frank Iero Q&A? I had to leave half way through as my laptop was continuously crashing... Anyway!

Please check out this band! They are simply amazing and relatively popular, especially where in the town I live in! :)

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