The End Of Us, Sid Vicious X OC

the beginning of the end of us

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Vanity laid on the mattress, her back propped up against the wall as Sid lay on her chest. She had gotten changed into one of his shirts, feeling the cold tug at her skin.

Her fingers lightly scratched at his scalp as his eyes became droopy, even more relaxed due to the steady beat of Vanity's heart.

It was so peaceful, so quiet. Just the quiet ticking of the clock going by every second. Vanity drew little circles on Sid's shoulder with her fingers.

She could tell something wasn't right though, even though Sid was peaceful he was still slightly tense.

"Sid?" She said softly, he hummed looking up at her "Are you alright?" She asked Sid furrowed his brows nervously.

"Yeah...I think why?" He asked titling his head back more. She tutted and huffed "I can tell somethings bothering you. What's up?" She asked, Sid blushed. "It's embarrassing really...I just wanna know if I was, any good." He said as his face went slightly red. "You're joking aren't you? Sid that was one of the best orgasms I've ever had. No one's made me feel like that ever" she assured him.

Sid nodded his head "oh, well that's good then....did you mean it?" He asked. "Did I mean what?" She wondered as Sid readjusted himself in her lap. "When you said you loved me...did you mean it? Because if not I understand ya know heat of the moment and-" she cut him off, kissing his lips tenderly "of course I meant it." She assured him, the corners of Sid's mouth turning up into a small grin as he kissed her again.

They laid together for a few more minutes before Vanity felt that dreadful itch on her arm, the tin that Mickey gave her was in the pocket of her leather jacket, it was on the other side of the room.

"Where's your bathroom?" She asked, Sid leant up before pointing "it's just down the hall and to your left" he said crossing his arms behind his head as Vanity got up and went for her jacket.

She picked it up however the tin had fallen out clattering onto the floor causing a few of the needles and the bag of powder to fall to the floor.

Sid sat up a bit "is that-?"

"No no it's nothing" Vanity stammered as she fumbled trying to pick it up and shove it into the tin.

Sid sat on the edge of the mattress as he looked at the bag which still laid on the floor as Vanity put the needles back in the tin.

"I might've been a virgin, Vanity but....I have done that before" he laughed a little. Vanity stopped fumbling for a moment and looked at him. "Really?" She asked, Sid nodded "oh yeah, you umm...think I could have some?" He asked, Vanity thought before she shrugged "if you want. Have at it" she said, lightly tossing the tin towards him.

"Come sit down, do it with me" he said, patting the space next to him, she sat down and Sid mixed the stuff up.

"How did you get into this then hu? It's not exactly the kind of thing you pull out of a Christmas cracker" she giggled.

Sid laughed as well, however Vanity was not prepared for what Sid said next "no my mum gave it to me as a present on my fifteenth birthday." He said quite bluntly as if nothing was bad about that sentence.

Vanity looked at him in shock, what the hell. His own mother giving him that stuff? Even Vanity's mum wouldn't have done that, and their relationship isn't a bed or roses either.

She couldn't help but just stare at him as he heart slowly broke. "What?" Sid asked, confused as to why she was staring at him. Vanity almost leaped forwards. Wrapping her arms around him and burying her face into the crook of his neck.

Sid seemed quite stunned by this however hugged her back. She stayed like that for a few seconds before pulling away.

She didn't know Sids mother was that bad and clearly he was quite shocked at how she reacted. "It's alright, it just helps me relax sometimes" he said, recalling the words he'd said to Johnny when he first found out about Sid doing heroin.

Sid shouldn't have to deal with that. Now it was clear to Vanity why his mother was never there because that's why her mother was never there.

They both pulled away as Vanity sat back on the bed, Sid grabbed a tie from the side of his room, tying it around Vanity's arm.

She injected the Heroin into her arm and instantly it went to her head, Sid took the needle from her, tying the rope around his arm, then he took the syringe and sucked up the last remaining parts of the drug.

It was just enough for him as Vanitys head drooped forward and her eyes went slightly dead, Sid laid down on his back, looking up at the dirty ceiling as he sighed now feeling the tiredness wash over him.

"You'll never leave me right?" He asked in a lazy voice, Vanity inhaled "noooo silly. I'll never leave you" she spoke gently and closed her eyes. Sid turned the radio on and it seemed to be an old ballad that played. Sid laid back down as the song played slowly

"I will take you home kathleen, to where your heart will feel no pain." Sid joined in almost halfway through the song, singing softly, it seems when he was with Vanity a more gentle side to him came out.

"And when the fields are fresh and green, I'll take you to your home again" Sid's Cockney accent was in a way comforting and went well with the song which was more often than not sang in a more posh, proper English accent.

His voice vibrated as he sang lowly, "your heart was ever fond and true, I always feel when you are near that life holds nothing dear but you."

Vanitys lip quivered slightly as she laid there not moving. Just listening to Sids voice. This song hit her like a train and although she knew Sid sang it because he was high, this song hit way too close to home, bringing back memories from a time when she was happier.

Being seven years old at her grandparents house. On the mornings being woken up to bacon and eggs, then going to the market with her grandma, joining her grandfather in the pub, she was giving an orange juice and a packet of hula hoops to keep her quiet whilst her grandfather played darts. Then it was back home to the sweet smell of the Bisto gravy wafting from the kitchen.

They eat and then watch some telly in the living room, her grandma giving her jelly and ice cream as a treat. Once it got later her grandma would have Vanity read to her whilst her grandad slept in his chair with his cap over his face.

Sometimes her grandmother would put this song on her record player and her and her grandfather would dance to it whilst Vanity watched only hoping she could have something as pure as that when she was older.

Those were the times David couldn't cope with them all. He didn't want Vanity to see him so stressed so he'd send her to their grandparents house knowing she could have a bit of a break.

The song ended and a single tear ran down Vanitys cheek, it was cold making goosebumps appear on her arms.

She shut her eyes and fell asleep, Sid noticed and put the blanket around her.
He got under the covers with her as he kissed her lips, eventually falling asleep himself.