The End Of Us, Sid Vicious X OC

Traumatise Me

A/N PLEASE READ
Hellooo so finally got a chapter out and I'm so happy I have managed it cause oml no motivation, no ideas and mental health being shit it's been tough. THIS CHAPTER HAS JOHNNY AND VANITY SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE PREPARED.

Vanity sat in her bedroom in her flat just staring at the wall. She couldn't really think about anything but Randy and what his girlfriend will be coming home to.

How her heart will break, Mickey seemed to not care, when they left Randy's house they both went to Mickey's dealers house and he did not hesitate to spend it on a bunch of drugs which they split between them.

Vanity felt awful, she couldn't even lie about it or put on a front because her heart weighed so heavy it showed through her eyes and body.

Instead the drugs were there for her. She'd been stopped from hanging around with the band, although she didn't care that much she now realised how she'd gotten on everyone's nerves and slowly but surely she could feel herself being pushed more and more out of the group.

Chrissy still hadn't spoken to Vanity, even though what Steve had said made her forgive Vanity slightly she still didn't want to talk to Vanity. She knew what she was doing and what she'd gotten Sid into, although Vanity didn't introduce him to it, she was still enabling him with the drugs and Chrissy hated it.

Steve and Paul weren't exactly hiding the fact they were getting pissed off with Vanity and honestly it was making Vanity depressed.

She tried to act like she didn't care but deep down it was destroying her. All she wanted was her friends back and honestly Vanity didn't know what she had done wrong.

She understood why the guys were angry that Sid was doing Heroin with Vanity but she couldn't understand why all the boys were trying to push Sid away from her and the drug yet....no one was trying to push the drug away from her.

Did it really mean that much to Malcolm that he was willing to push everyone Vanity loved away from her just so he can continue with his stupid revolution? Did she really mean that little to everyone?

She just hoped somewhere they still cared about her.

Suddenly a knock at her door brought her away from her thoughts. She rolled her eyes, not really wanting to talk to anyone right now, unless it was Sid then she'd happily welcome him with open arms.

Opening the door her eyes widened slightly as stood there was none other than Johnny. He stood with his hands in his black trechcoat pockets and his black creepers on.

Vanity however just furrowed her brows at him and narrowed her eyes with a pissed off look on her face.

"Can I come in?" He asked. She didn't say anything however just walked away from the door and into the house where Johnny followed.

"You've got a fucking cheek haven't you?" She said not allowing Johnny to answer before continuing "ignoring me all week, now you show up at my house at half eight at night?"

Johnny didn't respond to her comment instead pulled out a cigarette and lit it up.

He took a few drags however Vanity took it off of him, stubbing it out in the ashtray "no no no, what do you want? Because I can safely say you and your stupid band have been pissing me off by not talking to me...what you three made a pact did you? We all agree not to talk to the junkie? Is that it?" Johnny tutted and rolled his eyes at Vanity's ranting "shut up Vanity! Look I never meant to ignore you or anything. I really didn't. It's just...be hard." He said, he wasn't lying. He didn't know about the others but he really wanted to talk to Vanity. It'd just been difficult to seeing as she was shooting up half the time.

Vanity scoffed "don't give me all that. I'm not thick ya know. I might seem it but I'm actually smarter than most people think!" She laughed to herself before folding her arms.

"What'd you want anyway?" She asked. "I came to give you this..." Johnny said, pulling out one of their God Save the Queen singles and holding it out to her.

Vanity falsely smiled before grabbing it off him "ahh, two for one. Hate to break it to you Johnny darling but my boyfriend already beat you to it. It's the thought that counts I suppose" she smirked before slightly Frisbeeing the single across the room.

Johnny watched as his heart broke slightly, now he felt bad. "I didn't mean to upset you-" he started but Vanity just shouted at him, interrupting him.

"No! No see this is what you don't understand is that I needed you lot! Okay I needed you...I needed Steve and I needed Paul! But no you lot all decided that I was a fucking nutter and should be left alone well fuck you! Sid is the only one out of the four of you that cares about me and thank God he does!"

Vanity walked closer to Johnny's face "I know what you think of me....I know what you all say about me when you think I'm not listening. I know what Malcolm thinks of me...I know what he told Jordan and Helen to do! You've all slowly cut me out of your lives! Now it's you...just you left! You haven't fully committed to it yet but I can feel it John! I feel it....you have No idea how much I care about all of you!" Vanity cried her voice breaking and brittle as she screamed whilst all Johnny could do was watch her break down.

"I saw Mickeys friend DEAD LAST WEEK!....And I needed someone to turn to! Someone who could handle it! And not one of you CARED!" She broke down. Johnny saw now just what'd been happening here. It was easier to tell now with the empty needle packets on the floor. The lines of power and bent spoons on the coffee table.

Now Johnny truly felt scared for Vanity. Looking closer at her arm he could see that there were so many scabs and bruises that she couldn't really bend her arm fully.

He walked closer to her, wrapping his arms around her gently. She fought to get away from him but he just held her. "No! Why do you all hate me!" She screamed into his chest. "I don't hate you sweetheart...I don't hate you I promise...I don't particularly like you too much. But I don't hate you sweets" he said as Vanity lightly chuckled.

"Oh you pillock" she laughed however still had tears which ran down her face. Johnny inhaled before looking into her eyes gently "look Van....I care about you and Sid. I need you to do me a favour. If you really care about him...you'll leave him alone Van...we can help you both get clean but you're no good together Van" he said truthfully and deep down Vanity knew he was right. She knew what she was doing to Sid but why should she admit it? Just to admit she's destroyed yet another thing she loves.

Her lip quivered as she spoke "I can't John...I'm sorry I just fucking love him...I love him so much Johnny" she cried, Johnny nodded, not in understanding but in acceptance. He knew there was no way Vanity was ever going to break up with Sid and that killed Johnny inside.

All he wanted was Sid to get clean. Now beginning to doubt if bringing Sid into the Pistols was a good idea. Vanity stopped herself from crying anymore instead she just felt numb to it.

"Look Van I gotta go. I'll um...I'll see you later" Johnny said kissing her on the head lightly before getting up and walking out of the door not looking back.

Instead his eyes began to steam up and that only made him walk quicker as anger and sadness built in his chest.

He roughly kicked a metal bin which was infront of him "Fuck!" He shouted in anger now on his way to get some rest for the next banf meeting tomorrow