What's So Good About Picking Up The Pieces?

Chapter 18;

"The fuck do you want, Vic." Andrew says smiling, completely friendly not knowing Vic wants to kill him. "You fucking asshole." Vic says pushing him. "What the hell did I do to you, faggot " Andrew pushes him back. Vic goes to punch him but Tony and Kevin come off their buses and hold them both back. "You're a sick bastard. You should be ashamed of youself." Vic says wiggling to get out of Tony's tight grip. Andrew looks over to me. "What the fuck did you say? I treated you like a princess. I gave you everything. There's nothing" I shake my head and how confident he is of himself and what he's saying when in reality he's completely wrong. Vic starts arguing with Tony to convince him to let him go and beat the shit out of the asshole standing acrossed from him. "All I want, is you back. Can't we just fix everything and be together again, everything was better then. I mean, what if I can't forget you? Just, Vic, give her back to me. Please" He looks at the ground and Vic turns back to look at me and is waiting for what i'm going to say back. "What's so good about fixing everything everytime to you? What if I don't want to fix it this time?" he stared at me in shock and Vic had a genius smile on his face like he just made a break through. Andrew shakes loose and goes to his bus and Vic walks over to me and engulfs me in a huge hug. "Im sorry, I overreacted. But I gotta get going. I have a surprise for you tomorrow" he says with the biggest grin ever. He kisses me quickly and softly on my lips and walks away. Tony walks over to ms and shakes his head. "I don't know what you've just done but he's ...yeah." I gasp a little. "No no no. I mean it in a completely good way. You're good for him okay. You guys were sorta meant to be." He hugs me and runs to catch up with Vic who isn't to far away. I go to the bus and grab some clothes that my baby Vic got me. Daweee. I get a pair of paint splattered skinny jeans and a blue 'Of Mice & Men' shirt on. Austin Carlile is so cute. Asdfghjkl. I go to the bathroom and see the disaster I caused everywhere. I set my clothes on the shelf and clean things up. I start the water and slowly strip of all my clothes. I open the door and climb in. Why did I do that? I just need to stop doing it in general. Sometimes I think so much and then the stupidest bullshit or drama will trigger it. I wash my body..cringing at the feeling of hot water stinging on my extremely deep cut, followed by soap. I finish up in the shower and get dressed. I go outside to the very dark sky. I walk into the room where everyone (Pierce The Veil members) was and hear them all playing guitar and drums and Vic's voice singing a song I've never heard before.  

~"I screamed out god you volture. Bring her back or take me with her. Tear it down, break the barricade. I wanna see what sound it makes. I hate this flavour with a passion and I fucking hate the afterta-"~  

he sees me and stops singing. "Hey, I liked that song." I say pouting like a little kid. Vic laughs a little.