I'm low on gas and you need a jacket (Vic Fuentes love story) (COMPLETED)

If only life were perfect...

Blades POV

I've been at Mike's for almost three hours now and the three hours I've been here he's been taking care of me like I'm some sort of princess. He's been taking really good care of me... It kind of reminds me of Vic in a way... No Blade. Don't think about Vic.

I'm so bored. I thought to myself as I stared at the ceiling. Maybe Instagram will help me forget about... Him...a little.

I grabbed my phone off the bedside table and unlocked it. A notification popped up saying I only have ten percent of battery left.

I grabbed my bag from the end of the bed and shoved my hand in it looking for my charger.

Damn. No charger. I must have left it at my- his, house.

I know that Mike would never let me go there again but this is my phone charger. I need it. And Vic... He will hopefully just leave me alone.

I ran downstairs to Mike who was watching Family Guy and drinking beer.

"Hey. Mike I'm going to go to the store to buy some stuff.. Can I have your keys?" I lied.

"Well I can buy your stuff. What do you want?" He asked and got off of the couch.

"Uh umm... I just need lady stuff. So I can get that on my own." I said and hoped that he'd get the hint and just let me go.

"Oh alright." He said and handed me the keys and giving me a goodbye hug. "See you in a little bit." He said and let go of me.

I thanked him and ran out to the car. I hopped in and started driving down to the house I thought I'd never see again.

When I got there a stepped out of the car and went to the front door.

Should I knock? Or should I just open it? Well, it's still my house... In a way it is.

I pulled my keys out of my pocket and looked at the little key chain Vic gave to me.

It was a little heart and in the middle of the heart it said 'Never in one million years will I stop loving you'. Kind of ironic.

I got my eyes away from it and put it in the door and unlocked it.

I walked in and saw broken glass smashed on the floor and the large picture of us that used to hang above the fireplace gone. I've only been gone for about three hours and he's already done this? God you've destroyed him Blade.

I went upstairs and opened up the door to the bedroom not paying attention to anything but my phone that was now at five percent.

"I just need my phone charger then I'm leaving so don't bother to-" I saw Vic on the bed with blood all over his wrists. I dropped my phone and ran to his side. "VIC!" I yelled and tried to shake him awake.

I put my head on his chest and heard the smallest heartbeat. He's still alive.

I picked up his bleeding wrist and saw what he had carved in his skin. Blade. Then in little letters all over the rest of his wrist it said 'sorry'.

"Vic why? Please come back we can work this out! Baby! I still love you!" I yelled and stared into his face waiting for his eyes to open but they didn't. They remained closed.

I grabbed my phone off of the floor and tried to call an ambulance. But my phone was dead. I grabbed Vic's phone off the bedside table and used that instead.

I called and ambulance and stayed as calm as I could.

After they hung up I climbed on the bed and took my shirt off. I wrapped my shirt around his wrist to stop the bleeding and I put on my sweatshirt to cover up.