"Jesus Fuck!" I say as I walk out of Vicy's room leaving Rikki and CC confused.
I tail Vic to the garage and turn on ever light. I hear Vicy groan and I smile.
"I thought you loved the dark." Vicy states.
"Oh honey, I love the dark. I also know what's it's like being completely sad and helpless and feeling like the darkness will swallow you whole." I admit.
I hug the only family I've ever known while she cries. But when she's finished crying I pull her into the kitchen. We eat ice cream out of the container and drink beer that I can't open with my gimp hand. Vicy thinks that is all too hilarious that I'm gimping about.
We stay up and talk onto the night, eventually we move to the living room. We're being loud and obnoxious but really don't give two shits. Vicy isn't crying anymore and we really hope (or at least I really hope) that we're keeping that blond, Brooklyn, asshole awake.
God that pissed me off, you don't hit fucking Vicy. Or you'll have fucking Mia beating the tar out of you. I don't care if he's a big guitarist now, he's gonna fucking die. Don't mess with the fucking street kids! Even being all gimped out, I'm still going to beat him senseless .
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In Another Life
FanfictionVictoria -Vicy- Mercury is independent and will not let anyone do anything for her, Vicy works as a bouncer for a near bar, her best friend Mia is like her little sister, anyone hurts her they answer to Vicy. When walking in Brooklyn one day from he...
