Misfit Angels

11.

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There were no words to describe what had just occurred before me. The revolting sound of sucking and near gaging had echoed throughout the small, blue- tiled restroom. The sounds sounding far more disturbing than you think.

Eventually, the two men left Vic, walking away from him after they used him for their own pleasure. They walked right past me, but didn't even notice.

Before I could tend to Vic, I had to remain where I was and allow myself to process what had happened. I'm sure even Vic needed a few moments to himself. My head was a mess filled with questions and false accusations I'm sure.

The first question was; who were those guys? Then, Did Vic know them, or were they just as much as strangers to him, as they were to me? Why didn't he fight back? I mean, at first it did look like he was trying to get away from them, but once he was on his knees, it was almost as if he had just given up. I think that was the hardest part to watch; watching him not even finding the will to defend himself anymore.

Eventually, I recollected my thoughts and decided to make my way to Vic. On my hands and knees, I crawled over to Vic who was now sitting and had his head rested on his knees, covered by is arms.

I crawled till I was right In this front of him. I was quiet enough to hear his muffled sniffles. I hadn't even noticed he was crying.

"Vic," I called. He physically jumped, obviously from had not knowing I was in here. He peeked up only enough for me to see his red, tired eyes. This is where I had to decided if I was going to pretend to be oblivious to what had happened, of if I was going to admit to had seen it all.

"What took you so long?" He said, his voice sounding like it hurt him to talk.

"Why are you crying?" My words came out before I had a chance to sort them out.

Vic sniffed and finally picked up his head so I was able to see his whole face. It was pink and his eyelashes were stuck, thick together by his tears. It was an absolutely heartbreaking sight.

"I'm sorry," I apologized although I knew it didn't matter. Not only will my apology not turn back time and keep all the bad things away from Vic, but me only saying sorry is just me confirming to Vic that I hadn't seen anything -which was a lie.

"Whatever, it doesn't matter," he wiped his nose with the back of his sleeve before pushing himself off the ground. He went over to one of the sinks and splashed some water on his face. I got up from the ground as well and went over to him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my head on his back. He didn't push me away or anything. He just let the water run while he watched our reflection in the mirror for a while. The subtle rise and fall of his back with each breath was so relaxing, I could have fallen asleepBut the moment was interrupted when he removed my arms from around him.

"Are you going to tell me why you were crying?" I asked. I can't believe I was lying to him. But if he would just tell me, it wouldn't matter.

"It's nothing," he pushed the topic away and said we should go back out. I just gave in and agreed, deciding that I didn't want to be in this damned restroom anymore.

Things were now awkward. Vic had just been sexually assaulted, but he had no intentions in telling me- even if I already knew. Why wouldn't he just tell me?

"You were gone forever," Alex stated when me got back.

"Sorry," I said monotone.

"Okay, well the movie just finished and we decided to head to Tay's." He informed me. A part of me wanted to decline and go home to sleep instead, but I knew I wouldn't be getting sleeping anyways. I would just be thinking too much. Hell, I'm thinking too much right now. Vic and I literally just started dating and we already have this threatening issue.