SIDE STAGE TECH

Chapter 11

//ugh this is shitty sorry lol. But look who updated! Also I don't think Gabe is a bad person. He's actually one of my favs. You'll know what I mean later on.
Can someone pls help me? I keep getting random phases where I'd go from happy to really fucking depressed and idk what's going on. Like I feel like randomly crying and relapsing but I made a promise to Becca that I wouldn't so I just hide out in the bathroom and listen to Adam's Song on repeat. If anyone knows what the fuck is wrong with me pls PM me
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"Vic no!" Mike said, springing into action. Vic was sitting on his floor, his back leaning against his bed frame, a blade poised over his scared wrist. I ran into the room after Mike as Mike snatched the blade out of his hand. I sat down next to Vic and wrapped my arm around his shoulder. Mike did the same. Vic just stared blankly at the wall. "Why didn't you come and get me?" Mike asked softly.
"I didn't want to annoy you and Tony." He spoke emotionlessly. "You wouldn't annoy us Vic. We want to help, some to us anytime." I spoke up.
"Don't send me to the hospital." He began shaking and sobbing. "Tone do you mind excusing us for a few minutes?" Mike said, picking Vic up effortlessly and setting him down on the bed. I nodded and went back to Mike's room. I flopped down on the bed, silently wishing Vic would get survive his demons and be happy once more.

About half an hour later Mike came back and lay down next to me. "He's asleep." He murmured, kissing my temple. "Why was he scared to go to the hospital?" I asked. Mike sighed.
"Vic went to the hospital a few years ago and was abused by his nurse. He was to scared to speak up so when I finally found out he was moved but the nurse still found him. Eventually we just pulled him out of it. He still sees a therapist but only once a week." Mike said with a sad tone. Anger boiled up inside me. Why would anyone hurt Vic? Although I hadn't known him for long but he was close. "That's so horrible." I whispered. "I hope that nurse is in jail."
"He is, don't worry." Mike mumbled, kissing my nose.
"What's his name?" I asked.
"Gabe." Mike said bitterly. "He fucking destroyed my brother. Took his innocence."
"I'm glad he's locked away. I already hate him." I mumbled, feeling myself growing tired. "Let's nap until supper time." Mike yawned, dropping the subject. "As long as I'm in your arms I'm down with that." I mumbled. Mike pulled me closer and kissed me softly before we both dropped off to sleep.