What a Waste of a Perfectly good clean wrist (PTV Adoptive story)

I Kissed The Scars on Your Skin

~~~Mikes POV~~~

I honestly feel sorta bad for Iris. Vic loves her and everything, but the reason he adopted her is because our manager said he had to mature before we can go on our next tour. So his solution was to go and get a kid. I don't think he's ready for this kind of responsibility though. But I'm still glad he got Iris cause if he isn't gonna take care if her than I will. She's like the little sister I never had.

When Iris and I were done in the dining room, we cleaned up the mess from breakfast and went in the theater desiding to have a movie day. On our way to the theater we passed by the living room to see Tony and Jaime talking quietly.

Before I could ask where Vic was, he walked in with a girl around his arm, giggling. She was basically orange and wearing barely any clothing. I honestoy thought he would stop doing this now that he has Iris.

~~~Iris POV~~~

The view of the oompa loopa on my dads lap made me sick. I roughly grabbed Mike's hand and pulled him to the theater room. Once we were in the I popped in the first Harry Potter and sat next to Mike, just forgetting about all of dads drama and enjoyed my movie day with my uncle Mike.

Half way through the movie Jaime and Tony desided to join us for the day. Honestly we barely watched the movie, it was mainly just us playing random games and messing around for hours.

Soon enough we decided to go to subway for a late lunch. Vic randomly dissapeared a few hours ago, but I couldn't care less. Yeah it hurts that he completly forgot about me, but I got 3 amazing uncles by my side. And maybe I accepted Vic as my dad too soon before I got to see how he is.

Once at subway I ate a little more than half a sandwich while talking with the guys. We decided to stay out of the house for a bit in case Vic shows up.

We went to the park for a few hours and when it was dark outside we decided to head back to the house. Once we got home Vic was on The sofa making out with her. I gave everyone a hug and kiss on the cheek but Vic and decided to go to bed for the night. I went to my room and plugged my iPod into my stereo playing Stay Still by Blessthefall. While I was laying on my bed listening to music, the queen bitch came in my room.

"Listen Vic and I were really great till your uncle Mike had to open his big mouth. Just so you understand, Vic doesn't give and shit about you and neither does anyone else. You're just someone to make sure he can go on tour. you'd be better dead." She punches me in the face and walks out. I later on my bed thinking and crying. She could be right about Vic, but I don't want to leave the rest of the guys. Even though I've only been here for a day, they mean the world to me and I feel like I can trust them wih anything. I just want Vic to wake up and see what he's doing, cause I know he's not that heartless. But its like he's blindsided but that stupid bimbo. Speaking of her, I just can't help but hearing what she said cut like knives. I KNOW I'd be better off dead, but I don't want to hurt those few people that would miss me. At the orphanage, I had no one. So it was easy for me to do something and not regret, but now I actually have people who give a shit about me and its different. I haven't felt like this since Alex was in my life. Cause no matter how hard things were he was always there for me, and we always tried to make the best out of our situation. I just need to forget everything for a while. WITHOUT hurting anyone. At least nothing like putting a bullet in my brain.

After just laying there for a bit. I grabbed clothes for a shower and headed to my bathroom. With tears streaming down my face, I closed the door and hopped in the shower. I was sitting at the bottom of the tub thinking everything over. I just wish I could be happy. That's not so much to ask for is it? I am happy with the guys, but there is always this wave of saddess inside me. Like nothing will ever be okay I grabbed the piece to shiny metal and held it to my wrist. I take a deep breath and bring the edge of it to my wrist. Beads of red blood appear and I feel the relief flow through me. I repeat this process over and over again until I have 40 new bleeding cuts on each wrist. I rinse them off, finish my shower, and get dressed. I dressed in my Hello Kitty shorts and tank top. I went to go put cover up on my face to hide the swollen bruise for that bitch. Suddenly there was a knock in the door and I froze.

"Iris you've been in there for a while and I saw her leaving this room earlier, are you okay?" Shit Mike. He can't see my arms or face. Fuck fuck fuck fuck.

"Iris you in there". He sounded a little panic.

"Yeah I'm fine. Go away I'll be out in a minute." I couldn't stop my voice from shaking. Wow could I be anymore obvious?

"Open this fucking door or I will break it down Iris." I slowly twist the lock on the door. I cross my arms over my chest and keeping my head down when he opens the door.

He let's out a sigh, and closes the door behind him. He picks me up and places me on the counter, crouching down in front of me.

"Sweetheart please look at me. I'm worried and so are the guys. Vic through her out after seeing her walk out of your room and her trying to tell Vic to get rid of you, but we won't allow it, I promise."

Tears we silently steaming down my face and I slowly looked at him, moving my hair out of the way so I'm pretty sure he saw my arms too. But he's not gonna be like other people who would be me whenever I did this or starve me for weeks in end. I trust him. And that's something I haven't done in a while. I just have to put all my faith in Mike and hope for the better.

~~~~Mike's POV~~~~

Seeing her like this was so hard. She doesn't deserve to feel this way. What I'm afraid to tell her and Vic was hammered and was saying he wanted to return her. We through him it for a while and he's staying at that bitches house. But I'm afraid on how she will react to him doing that.

And knowing that bitch hurt her physically and mentally is enough to push me over the edge.

"How about we go downstairs to ice your face and wrap up your arms sweetie". She looks shocked from my answer and almost content.

"Your not mad at me?" She started to cry again so I pulled her into a hug.

"Of course I'm not mad at you I know bad habits are hard to break. Let's go downstairs Tony and Jaime are in the living room. Okay?" She nodded and I picked her up and carried her down stairs. I know she could walk but I like carrying her, its like having a little baby in your arms.

I set her on arm chair and told the guys to get a bag of ice and the first aid kit. Her face and arms were in plan view, so they got up no questions asked. Once they came back in room, I handed her the ice for her eye, while Tony and Jaime cleaned up her arms.

Once they were done Tony grabbed her hand, getting her attention. "Next time you wanna do this sweetheart, talk to one of us instead of taking a blade to your skin. We'll always be there for you okay".

"Don't worry turtle I will" she wraps her arms around him. "I'm gonna head to bed, Tony will you come with me"

"Yeah no problem sweetie" she wraps her arms and legs around him, he chuckles and picks her up walking up the stairs with her.

I told Jaime what happened and after we all went to bed for the night