Pruitt’s POV
Across the pool was Victor Fuentes. He had definitely seen me, and he was making his way over to me. I felt panicked, even though I was doing nothing wrong; after all, he was the one who had walked out on me, then refused to answer my phone calls. “V-Vic ?” I stuttered, struggling to stand. “What are you-” I tried to ask, but he cut me off my motioning over to Mike. Of course, he had probably come here with Mike, having no idea I would be here. It kind of stung to know that he just ditched me and then was completely fine enough to go to a party….I could even smell the beer on his breath. He looked perfectly okay to me, and it made a knot form in my stomach. He was better off without me… “It’s getting late, I should head home.” I said softly, and it was true. I looked down at Alex, passed out at my feet. “Alex ! I’m leaving now, okay ?” I shook him awake. He sat up, “Wait. I’m coming with you.” “Vic, this is my, uh, friend, Alex. Alex, this is my….boyfriend, Vic.” I cursed myself mentally for hesitating, but I didn’t know how good of terms Vic and I were on. For all I knew, that had been him breaking up with me, and he had come here to find another girlfriend. For all I knew, he didn’t want me anymore.
I silently approved as Alex politely shook Vic’s hand “Nice to meet you dude.” My hand flew to Alex’s arm as we both stumbled forward. This was how we had been all night, so I didn’t think much of it, until I saw Vic glaring ahead of us. Well, I didn’t see Vic offering me his arm, and besides, Alex was my friend, he needed help too. I was allowed to have friends. Hell, I could have as many attractive male friends as I wanted and Vic couldn’t say a damn thing about it !
I tripped and went flying toward the floor, but a pair of strong arms caught me. The tanned, muscular arms belonged to Vic, not Alex. His touch made me blush, and I felt bad for mentally being mad at him for not helping me walk. I was the one who had been stupid enough to drink more than I can handle…Jack shuffled up to Alex and I. He placed a hand on Alex’s other arm “Bro, your drink was spiked !” “What ?!” Alex slurred, sounding pissed. Jack repeated “Dude, your drinks were drugged.” This time he was looking at me too.
I could feel Vic stiffen, his arm still around me, holding me up. His teeth gritted and he started muttering profanity. “Vic, please, can we just go ? I want to go home.” I did need to get home, but truthfully I really needed to get him out of there. Alex awkwardly side-hugged me, then parted ways with Jack. I was beginning to get more tired by the second, and the world started spinning again. I was nervous about what my drink was spiked with, because I was starting to feel really sick. My breathing became labored, and I couldn’t feel my legs. Still, I stumbled along next to Vic, leaning more heavily on him. “Vic” I mumbled, unable to hear my own voice. I felt the world give away beneath me, and the world faded away, and the blackness came full on, intent on taking me into it.
It succeeded.
Vic’s POV
I started shaking with anger, my muscles bunching up. Who the hell would spike a girls drink, let alone MY girl’s drink. I was going to find them and hurt them so badly…. I wondered if the person who drugged her drink had other intentions other than watching someone get high without realizing how. I was suddenly very glad that I had decided to come, even though I had a feeling Alex would have looked after her. I was actually a little glad of his presence, he had kept her safe thus far. Pruitt started pleading for me to take her home, and I obliged, I just wanted whatever she wanted. Her needs came before my urge to kick some ass. I held my tongue as Alex hugged her, then left with the other guy again. I pulled Pruitt along beside me, holding her against me as we started the fifteen minute walk. I cursed when I realized that I hadn’t told Mike I was leaving, and I didn’t have my phone. Pruitt was starting to worry me, she was slowing down, and I’m not sure if I was being paranoid or not, but her breathing sounded different too. She held on tighter to me, and I supported her more, watching her closely. “Vic ?” She said, so softly I could barely hear. I went to answer her when she broke hold on me, and sank toward the pavement. There was no sound from her as she hit the ground, her body limp.
