Collide With the Sky

~Vic's POV~

I went back to my cave before it started to rain.

I hate this.

My mother and father decided to kick me out of my house.

Just because I'm "a dirty faggot". I told them just as I was over seventeen.

And they asked why I acted as if I was made of poison.

Mother, father. I loved them so.

Now they are dead to me.

I fell in love but now, I'm here. And my lover abandoned me. It was all for him but he acted as if I was the killer who burned his home.

In a cave but free.

I walked over to my "bed" made of sticks and leaves.

I took two branches and started rubbing them together.

"That should do it." I said as I wiped my hands on my pants. I managed to make a pretty decent fire.

I went back to my man-made bed and cuddled into my blanket I stole from home.

I closed my eyes and drifted to my thoughts.

Jaime Preciado.
Why the fuck would he say something?
He wanted me to be free.

~FlashBack~

"Ma. Pa. I have to tell you something." I croaked out.

"What is it, Victor?" My father lifted his head from the paper.

I looked around the room and took in every single detail of the room.

Jaime was by my side. We decided that we were going to tell our parents that we were in love and that we're moving in together.

"Well... Ermm"
My palms were sweating and I could't find the right words.

"Yes?" My mother stated.

"Well... JaimeandIaremovinginwitheachother." I said it quickly.

Jaime nudged my arm with his elbow.

"Pardon me?" My father wondered.

"Jaime and I are moving in with each other." I clarified each word.

"Oh! Okay! Is that all?" My mother's eyes softened.

"Well... Umm" I gulped.

"Vic and I are in love." Jaime finally spoke up.

My parents' eyes widened.

"Ma? Pa?"

"GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!" My father said through gritted teeth.

"What?" My eyes started watering.

"Your father said Get Out Of The House! We don't want a dirty little faggot as a son." My mother glared at me.

" I bet Jaime doesn't even love you. That's why he left." My father chuckled.

I looked to my side and to my surprise, Jaime left.

He left. My only love left.

"WE SAID GET OUT YOU LITTLE UGLY FAGGOT!" My mother threw the glass plate over my head.

It crashed over my head, leaving a few scars on the back of my neck.

Tears were streaming down my face.

"GET OUT!" My mom screamed.

I ran upstairs, packing everything I could in a duffle bag.

I ran out of the house, nearly getting hit with a glass cup.

I ran into the park, seeing as it's the only place I knew where to go by heart and it's the closest place I know.

I went through the woods that was near the park and found a little cave.

~End Of Flashback~

It's been three years and I haven't seen Jaime, my parents, my friend Tony or my little brother since.

I remember the first time I met Jaime and Tony.

~Flashback: Grade Seven~

I walked into the brand new school with my little brother by my side.

"Vic. I'm going to go meet those people over there. Okay?" He said happily.

He was always the most social and happy person in the family.

I nodded and smiled at him. He ran to the guys and as I watched, I saw that he was already accepted.

I smile to myself and walked around, trying to find the office.

I saw two guys chilling by the lockers and decided to ask them where the office is.

I tapped one of the guy's shoulder. As soon as he turned around, I was astonished of how good looking he was. Yeah, I'm gay and I knew ever since grade five.

"Hi! You must be new! I'm Jaime and this is Tony. You're probably wanting to know where the office is, right?" He showed me his huge dimples.

I only nodded. He took my hand in his and intertwined our fingers.

"I hope this is okay?" He asked and I nodded.

I felt red creep up my face.
He smiled and signalled Tony to come.

He showed me the office and for the rest of the day, he stayed by my side.

~End Of Flashback: Grade Seven~

I smile to myself at the memory.

It stopped raining so I picked up my skateboard and guitar and decided to start skating. I rode to the park and stopped right at the tree with the most shade.

I sat down at the tree and started playing a song that I wrote about Jaime.

" I cannot spend another night in this home
I close my eyes and take a breath real slow
The consequence is if I leave I'm alone
But what’s the difference when you beg for love?

As I run through the glass in the street
Kerosene hearts carry the name that my father gave me
And take the face of the wolf

'Cause this is a wasteland, my only retreat
With heaven above you, there's hell over me

I met a boy who never looked so alone
Like sugar water in your mouth luke warm
He tied a cherry stem for me with his tongue
We fell in love and now we’re both alone

‘Cause I don’t need any more friends
And another kiss like a fire on pavement
We’ll burn it down to the end-"

"Vic?"

That voice. No. It can't be.

I open up my eyes and see him. I stay quiet.

"Vic. Please speak to me" his eyes started watering.

"What do you want?" I said through gritted teeth.

"I want to tell you something." He looked me in the eye.

"What?" I glared back at him.

He went on one knee. What was he doing?

"Victor Vincent Fuentes. I know I left you but I was scared. I didn't want to hear my baby getting kicked out of his own house. So I went home, I was planning to bring you home after everything calmed down but when I got home, my parents told me that we were moving. And when I aked why, they told me because I was an ugly faggot that needs to be put in his place. They sent me to military school. I finally got out a year ago. When I got home, I decided that I couldn't take it anymore. I was empty without you. I need you. I cried every single night, hoping that you were okay. Three months ago, my parents died in a car crash. I couldn't take it. I needed someone. So I took all that I could and came back here to find you. Now that I found you, I want you to know. I never stopped loving you. I will never stop loving you. I was planning on doing this when we were older but now, I can't wait. I bought this two years ago, knowing that we woulf be reunited so may I ask you? Will you marry me?" As he asked that question, he pulled out a beautiful plain gold ring from his pocket.

Tears started streaming down my face. I nodded and he slid the ring onto my left finger.

He stood up and I attacked him on the lips.

Our lips moved so beautifully and synchronized.

I love him and I always will.