Crying Underwater So You Don't Hear the Sound (Vic Fuentes Fanfic)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

(Alyssa POV)

I quietly sneaked through my bedroom window from the outside. Why was I even sneaking in? Dad isn't even home. Oh well, better safe than sorry.

Once I entered the room, I went straight to my closet, grabbing my duffel bag. I emptied about half of my closet into it only packing necessary clothing. Sounds like a lot, but I don't have a lot of clothing anyway. After I packed my clothes, I ran to the bathroom to grab my tooth brush, soaps, shampoos, etc. I wanted to smell girly still considering I'll be in a house with four guys.

I began searching the bathroom cabinets for other toiletries before I came across a shiny piece of metal that I kept hidden. I picked up the small razor blade and looked at it in thought. Vic doesn't know why I wore this sweater on a very hot day. He also doesn't and won't know that I practically mutilated my arms for the past week. I really needed to stop the nasty habit especially since I would have to hide it from him. The blade keeps me from being numb. I'd rather feel pain than nothing at all.

I tossed the tiny razor into my bag, having a feeling I would need it. I really hope not.

I slipped my hands into the pocket of my sweater and played with the small bottle of pills. Another thing he didn't know was I planned on ending my life today. One simple overdose to make me slip away from my problems and this life. I guess you could say he saved my life.

I snapped out of my harmful thoughts and shoved the bottle at the bottom of the bag before running back to my room to gather a few more things.

I stood in my room and looked around. How the hell was I going to get away with this? I needed a reason for dad to not look for me...

An idea popped into my head as I grabbed a pen and paper:

'Hey dad,

You are probably wondering where I am right now. I've decided to stay at

grandmothers for a while. I don't know until when. I just need to get away

from everything and I miss her. Don't come looking for me. It would be a

bad idea on your part. Bye.

P.S. there are plenty of leftovers in the fridge.'

I finished the note and walked downstairs to stick it on the fridge. I know it sounds like a shitty excuse, but him and grandmother have not spoken in a while. I don't know what happened, but I know dad is scared shitless of her and he will not go anywhere near her. Maybe one day I'll know.

I stepped back upstairs and before making it to my bedroom door, I heard the front door open and then slam shut.

My heart dropped in panic. Dad is never home this soon. He would read the note and be up here any minute now just to see if I was gone. I was screwed.

I quickly ran into my room and zipped my bag shut and went to my window. I found that the branch that reached out to my room from the tree I climbed had broken. I had no way down. Also, found that Vic was no longer down there. Oh no, what if dad got ahold of him? Tears of panic flooded my eyes.

I could here the sound of footsteps coming up the stairs. I looked for a hiding spot in panic before grabbing my bedside lamp and hiding in the closet.

The footsteps stopped at the bedroom door and it squeaked open. They walked quietly around the room. Dad was trying to be sneaky. Ok Alyssa, all you need to do is stall him so you can get away. My grip tightened on the lamp as I stood up.

I turned the corner closing my eyes as I threw the lamp.

"AHH! ALYSSA! What the hell?!" Vic yelled as he shielded himself and the lamp crashed to the floor.

"You scared the shit out of me! I thought you were my dad! How the hell did you get in here anyway?!"

He snickered, "I have mad skills."

"Ok well I'm ready." I sighed in relief.

Vic grabbed my bag and then led the way downstairs. An idea popped into my head as I stopped at the bottom of the stairs.

"Hold on one second" I ran into the kitchen as Vic followed.

I opened dad liqueur cabinets. I poured the contents out of each bottle and then filled them with water.

"What are you doing?" Vic asked.

"Giving that bitch what he deserves." I said as I returned the bottles back in there place.

I headed to the door with Vic on my heels as we entered the warm evening.

We walked side by side on the side walk only one block away from his house. I could feel him walking very closely to me. Sometimes I would catch him staring from the corner of my eye.

He broke the awkward silence, "Alyssa, are you sure you're ok with all this?"

"Yes! Anything to get away from that monster! I'm actually excited."

He gave me a smirk, "You are a very strong person. I would have given up by now. You've been through so much and you're still here. I'm so proud of you."

If only he knew. I want to give up. I'm the weakest person.

I gave him a fake grin with no reply.

I began to think, maybe life can get better.

Maybe.

Just Maybe.....

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Hey guys! I have finally updated! Sorry for the wait and sorry for the crappy chapter. I had big writers block and no Internet connection! I would love ideas! Tell me what you would like to see in this story. Comment or inbox! Thanks for reading and being patient. I love you all!!