I Can Keep a Secret if You Can Keep Me Guessin'

Chapter 3

[Vic's POV]

"Jaime!" 14-year-old me giggled into the chest of my best friend. We were laying on my bed, home alone. My parents and little brother went to pick up some pizza but left Jaime and I here.

I took my finger and placed them against his torso and moved them, tickling him. He laughed and his deep, deep dimples came out. I found them insanely adorable. Somehow, he flipped us over and straddled me while pinning my wrists to my bed. As our laughter died down, something in the atmosphere changed. Suddenly, our friendly fun had turned into a mutual teenage attraction.

Jaime's grip on my wrists loosened and as soon as I was free, I pushed myself up an attached our lips in a hormonal, relationship-changing kiss.

It was intense, you know, kissing your best friend. Uncovering new feelings. Discovering and experiencing new things.

A knock on my door pulled us from our euphoric state. The door began to open and Jaime pulled away from me to the opposite side of the bed. If it weren't for Jaime's swollen pink lips or my dishevelled hair, you wouldn't suspect a thing.

"Hey, Lovers. Pizza's here," Mike, my brother, said. He closes the door as fast as it was opened. Mike would always make jokes about Jaime and I being in love with each other.

Little did any of us know, we were actually already pretty close to that point

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"I love you so much," A now 16-year-old me said to my best-friend-turned-boyfriend.

"I love you, more, Loser," Jaime stuck his tongue out at me and I did the same to him.

We were in the park after dark. The moon was bright and full.

"There's a million stars out tonight and not one of them is as bright as you, Vic," Jaime squeezed my hand, making my heart feel with warmth.

I blushed at the comment but rolled my eyes nonetheless.

"Oh, how sweetly cliche of you, Babe." Jaime laughed the laugh that could make the most cold-hearted person feel love.

Jaime and I had been dating since that night two years ago in my bedroom. We were a secret and we were good at keeping it. Our parents didn't suspect a thing. We just told them we were hanging out when we went on dates. We even kept it secret from our friends, which wasn't hard since our only friends were Tony and my little brother.

"It's true though, Darling. You're gorgeous and I want to spend forever with you," Jaime smirked because he was charming as fu.ck and he knew it.

But what hit me was that he said what I had been thinking. Wanting to spend forever with him was definitely on my agenda.

That's when I knew this is something I want to last.

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It was Jaime's 16th birthday when I gave him my virginity.

It wasn't just some hormonal teenage lust fu.ck. No, we made love and it was something I would remember for the rest of my life. We were at my house and my parents went out for dinner. Mike was over at Tony's.

"Vic," Jaime sighed next to me as both caught our breath. Yeah, my ass would be sore for the next few days and I won't be able to sit for a while but this was definitely worth it.

I curled to my boyfriend's side, far too tired to dress myself. Hopefully my parents decide not to check up on us and notice our unclothed bodies.

He buried his nose inside my tousled, sweaty hair and kissed me.

"I love you. I love you. I love you," he whispered. He kept whispering that over and over until we both drifted into a deep sleep.

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I woke up with a start. Jaime wasn't next to me anymore. I checked the time on my phone. It was 2:16. I looked around my dark room until my eyes landed on my boyfriend who was shimmying into his black skinny jeans from the day before.

"Hime, what are you doing?"

He looked up at me and sighed as he finished zipping his pants.

"I gotta go," he said coldly.

"Where? Are you coming back?"

"No, I'm not. So back to bed," he tried to brush me off.

"No, seriously. Where are you going?" I said. At this point I was kinda hoping this was some weird joke.

"Why?" His voice got louder and I cowered away a bit.

"Because you're my boyfriend and we love each other," I said.

Jaime let out a dry chuckle, "I don't love you. I have never loved you. So stop this puppy love fantasy you have about me. I got what I wanted," Jaime picked up his shirt from the ground and pulled it over his head. It was as if he was a completely different person. I felt my heart break into a million pieces. My feelings for him were genuine from the start and all he did was lie.

I felt tears brim the corners of my eyes as I whimpered, "Why? I love you."

He simply looked at me for a few seconds. No emotions could be read on his face. Then, he just left. He left me there to cry my eyes out and wallow around in self-hatred.