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Song of this chapter!

Eye's Without A Face - Billy Idol

First-person perspective

- Victoria Lawson -

5:30 pm, time of death... no joking I'm not dead, wish I was though! Just kidding! 5:30 pm that's the time it currently is and I just woke up. I need serious help.

I decide to turn some music on and after a shower, I change into fresh clothing, fluffy pants and a tight shirt. I'm finally feeling okay after a while, so, I'm gonna take care of myself. Maybe I can get back into my routine.

I blow dry my hair and straighten it but slightly curl it upwards at my ends like I used to do.

After standing for a while, I feel slightly dizzy... I haven't eaten anything today at all. I turn my head a little too quickly and I grab a wall while I regain my consciousness.

I take a breath, I still don't have anything to eat here so I guess I'm gonna have to deal with this.

Doing my skincare next, surprisingly throughout all of this 'anti-me' stuff I haven't broken out in blemishes.

It was now 7:00 pm, and a knock was at the door. I was sort of dancing around my room to Crack Baby by Mitski. I go to answer, fingers crossed Matt brought me food.

I swing the door open, expecting Matt's figure but I'm presented with a tall, broad, muscular one instead. My favourite figure.

My mouth opens to say something but nothing comes out, instead, I try to close the door but struggle with my sudden feeling faint.

Robert stops it, "Victoria, please, I'm so sorry" Allowing himself in, he closes the door behind himself.

I begin to tear up and feel sick to my stomach.

"Don't" I manage to say, Mitski still playing in the background.

Tears roll down my cheeks and he steps forward, cupping my face and using his thumbs to wipe away my tears "...I need you". I turn my head away, pushing his hands away gently.

I close my eyes as my vision goes blurry again, feeling faint but this time it quickly fixes itself, He tries to step closer again but I push him away again.

He steps closer to me and I step back this time, he opens his arms, "Let me hold you" He softly says making me weak again. He comes up to me again but I put my hand out, not allowing him to touch me but allowing him to stand extremely close.

I watch as he gets down into a kneel and my hand lets go of his chest, he places his hands on the side of my hips, looking up at me in the eye with plead. I don't respond, I can't even get a word to form.

He watches as a tear falls from my eye and wraps his arms around my torso, resting his head on my stomach.

"I'm so sorry, my love, I... Fucked up, gave up too early" His voice vibrates against my skin.

Though I don't want to... I think... I find myself becoming limp, kneeling with him and molding perfectly in his arms. Robert cradles me as I sob, his cheek on the top of my head and hands on my back.

I missed his touch so much, how I fit in his arms so well. Finally, I'm feeling that safety again. I pull away to look him in the eye, and he cups my face, wiping my smeared tears with his thumbs.

"I'm so sorry" He mumbles again.

My mouth still can't form words, it feels as if I even open my mouth I'm going to throw up. I want to say 'I forgive you' severely but instead, I wrap my arms around his neck and pull myself onto his lap, resting my head on his shoulder.