Caraphernelia [Vic Fuentes}

Caraphernelia ~ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥

This is all gonna be in Adrianna's POV because quite frankly, I can't write from any other point of view. So keep that in mind. 

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Vic stopped the car on the side of the rode. I don't know why though. He crawled over into the backseat, picked me up, being careful that the blanket didn't come off, and sat me in his lap while he sat there holding me. It wasn't anything sexual, of course. It was... a loving gesture. Vic was crying. I could tell because of the way his chest was moving. I broke down. I couldn't hold it in any longer. He began stroking my hair in an attempt to comfort me. "I'm sooo sorry, Adrianna. I should've went up there earlier. It's all my fault." He said in between sobs. Hearing him blame himself for this literally broke me. I shook my head, clinging onto his shirt like it was my life line. Well, he was at this point.

"No.. Don't blame yourself for this. It's not your fault. I promise. It's Anthony's fault. He did this, not you. Don't ever blame yourself for this again." I picked my head up and looked at his face. Oh my god, that's enough to break anyone. Pain, worry, sadness, sorrow... and... love... was clearly evident on his face. I wiped the tears off of his perfect face with my thumbs. He nodded and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back. He kissed the side of my head then crawled back into the drivers seat and began driving back. 

Once we got back, he insisted he carry me and my things inside of the bus. "Why is she only wearing a blanket...?" Mike asked Vic. I turned my head into Vic's chest and began sobbing uncontrollably. I could tell Vic was sending his younger brother daggers from across the room. I knew him that well. He sat me down on the bunk and handed me my bag. I made him turn around when I was changing. It was a pretty difficult process considering I was still in pain. Anthony had given me bruises everywhere and it hurt like hell to move. I groaned. "Vic... Help me with my pants..." I turned red from embarrassment as he turned around. He nodded and grabbed my pants from my hands. I was holding onto his shoulders for support as he helped me into my pants. He also helped me with my shirt. I was just wearing pajamas. I made my way back to the bunk and laid down on my stomach. A shocking realization hit me... Anthony didn't wear a condom when he raped me... 

DUN DUN DUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUN.