It Was All For You, All For You And More [Vic Fuentes Book Two]

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Vic's POV

Paige and I got back to the studio, and she wouldn't leave my side. She seemed so scared, and that scared me. She was holding back tears as we made our way into the building yet she didn't let a single tear roll down her cheek.

When we got up onto the floor where the band was recording, and she didn't seem as scared.

When I opened the door, Mike looked over at Paige and I and smiled. Mike was a great brother, honestly. Whenever my mental breakdowns were worse than normal, he was there, helping me get through it. He was my best friend. My absolute best friend.

"Hey Vic, Paige." Mike greeted as Paige and I entered the room.

"Hey Mike, sorry I had to leave so suddenly..." I trailed off, biting my lips, because that was something I did a lot.

"nah, it's fine man. You have to protect your girl, and make sure she's safe. It's something a great boyfriend is supposed to do." Mike smiled at us.

"Alright, well I'm gonna go sit on the couch with Paige for a few minutes, until she calms down completely, then why don't you tell me what I missed while I was out?" Mike nodded after I finished my question.

Like I said, Mike was a great brother.

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Paige's POV

I was sitting on a small couch in the studio, Vic was currently in the sound booth, singing his heart out. I loved it. He always sang with so much emotion, and it really added something to the music, that made it sound a lot better.

Mike and Tony were talking about which chords Tony needed to practice more. Jaime, he was out, he said he was going to go get everyone lunch. He offered for me to go with him, but I honestly didn't want to leave the building without Vic. I was too scared.

I was sitting there, listening to Vic sing. His voice always made me so calm, back when we were teens, to when Pierce the veil started to take off, and he was in interviews, and his music. Ever since the day I met him, his voice became like a security blanket to me, even after I thought he cheated on me.

My thoughts were interrupted when the door opened, and Jaime walked into the room. He had gone to get us McDonald's, and since I don't eat meat, but sometimes eat fish, he got me a fish fillet, or at least I asked him to.

"I've returned with lunch!" Jaime announced.

He pulled out a few hamburgers for all the guys, and everyone who was helping them with the album, I was too awkward to introduce myself to them, however. Jaime then put a bunch of the stuff on a table and walked over to the couch with one last bag and sat down.

"Hey Paige." Jaime smiled at me. "I brought you your fish fillet, and I got you some fries and a chocolate smoothie. And you're going to eat it all. I know you need more food. Vic told me..." Jaime trailed off.

"Did Vic tell you why I wasn't eating?" I asked, hoping Vic didn't.

If Jaime were to find out that my ex boyfriend was beating me, it had to be from me not my boyfriend.

"No, why? Why did you stop eating?" Jaime asked, knowing that I'd tell him the answer to anything he asked. I could never ignore his questions, he was still my best friend.

"Because of Ace..." I trailed off, feeling ashamed in myself for letting Ace have that effect on me.

"What do you mean?" Jaime asked, obviously confused.

"Jaime, Ace beat me.. He beat me a lot, and he called me fat and I always felt like I was never enough for him. The reasons I stopped eating was because I wanted to be enough for Ace, and I was hoping that by not eating, the lack of food would kill be before he beat me to death..." I explained to my best friend.

"What?" Jaime asked, keeping his voice low, knowing I probably didn't want everyone to know what was going on.

"Jaime that's what happened. He had been beating me ever since I moved in with him..." I felt tears well up in my eyes.

"I'll kill that bastard. I swear, he had no right to touch you like that! Why do you think he beat you through? Every single time I've talked to him, he's been like one of the sweetest guys I've ever met."

"Several reasons, because he had anger issues, if I wouldn't bring him a beer fast enough, if he was drunk, or if I refused to have sex with him. I never really wanted that, to be honest. It was always rape.. He was so rough, and it hurt. But if I refused, he would beat me. I couldn't win..."

Jaime didn't respond, but he pulled me into a hug. That was one of the things I loved about Jaime, he never used the 'I'm sorry' bullshit because he knew I hated it. If someone didn't do it to me, they had no reason to be sorry, so it pissed me off.

I wrapped my arms around Jaime in return, and let a few tears fall down my cheeks. I always felt safe with Jaime around, he was my big brother, and nothing would ever change that.

"I love you Paige, and I wish you had told me you had been going through that. I would have gotten you out of there." Jaime whispered to me.

"I love you too Jaime, and I'm sorry I never told you." I told Jaime, meaning every word of what I said.

Whenever Jaime and I told each other that we love each other, everyone assumes that we mean like in a relationship was, but it is literally only brother to sister and sister to brother love. I love him as my brother, and he looks to me like a little sister.

Jaime and I shared everything with each other, and whenever I didn't tell him something I always felt bad and usually ended up telling him sooner or later anyway. Jaime knew everything about me, he knew when I was sad, angry, hurt, nervous, anything. He also knew every little detail about me, maybe even more than Vic knew, but that's because I had been talking to Jaime in the thirteen years I wasn't talking to Vic.

"Jaime, do you think my mental disorders will go away one day, and I can live in peace?" I asked Jaime, wanting to know what he thought. I trusted his judgment more than my own judgment.

"I don't know Paige, if you try, it will help even more. But I honestly believe you'll be happy one day, I promise." Jaime replied.

Hearing Jaime believing in me made me smile. If Jaime believed in me, I could believe in myself.