Make Me a Promise here Tonight // Vic Fuentes ✘

I Don't Know How You Got into Me, Down My Throat and Made a Home in My Veins.

"Haha....," I laughed nervously. "What do you mean, 'good things?'"

"Well, I mean to start it off, he talks about you non-stop. Not like I mind, but he's so in deep-"

"In deep?" I cut him off before he could finish. I wanted to know what he meant by "in deep".

He just nodded like it was the most obvious thing in the world.
"Yeah, like he's so in deep in love with you it shows," he chuckled and I laughed along, knowing that he didn't actually mean he was legit in love.
But does he really talk about me that much?
"But I'm serious when I say that he seems to care for you more than your eyes can see. When he talks about you, his eyes light up in a way they've never been before and he gets just so excited. Mike told me about how he looked like a thrilled puppy when he saw you after four years," he chuckled. "I wish I would've been there to have seen that."

"Yeah....," I answered, almost drifting off into my own thoughts about this all. I hadn't realized how much he cared.....but now that Tony has said something along with Kellin....I'm beginning to see things I haven't before. Also, I just loved talking to Kellin backstage so after that whole conversation cleared up, we ended up talking about crazy stuff and laughing with amusement until it was finally time for them to play King for a Day.

"Alright! I'll see you girls later," Kellin said to Katelynne and I, walking onstage as the crowed cheered so loud, I thought my eardrums were going to burst.

"Have fun!" I called, and he gave me a thumbs up.

The beginning guitar riffs were starting and I smiled when Vic suddenly looked my way, smiling at me like a child and I laughed, waving at him and he waved back then they started the song.

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"Look, all I'm saying is that she's crazy and you need to come take her away from me..........yes.......no! I'm not the crazy one here!"

I sat there, my knees pulled up to my chest as I sat on a step from the staircase, listening to my own mother rat me out on being "crazy."
I was fine I guess, because this wasn't a new thing for her to do. She calls them a lot, almost every night to be exact, and swears that I'm crazy but they never come. She also thinks I have no clue of her secrets but I know everything. I literally know everything that goes on in this house, not like that's much in the first place. I hear every phone call my mother makes, and I'm stupid enough to just sit there and listen.
I learned a long time ago that I can't let my mother offend me by how much she deeply wants to rid of me, but I can't help to feel a pang in my chest from how heartless she truly was being. She thinks she's doing this for her own good; ridding of me. Honestly, maybe she would be doing herself a favor since all I am to her and anyone else is a burden.

"She's always trying to kill herself!" She whispered. "And she walks around with this darkness upon her that makes me shiver. This is not normal, and I want her gone. This will get her out of my hair, and also be good for her."

I rolled my eyes at her comments, but didn't deny them for one second. I walked around with this dark vibe a lot lately. It sucks.

"And she has no friends. None. Plus, she's actually always talking to herself. I've heard it countless times but I'm too scared of my own daughter to ask what's wrong or even get near her."

What the hell is she even saying? She makes no sense on that whatsoever. She's always been a wimp. She's seriously afraid of her own daughter? Wow, impressive.

"Mom, maybe next time you should study your daughter before you rant, asshole," I said, my voice monotone as I walked up from behind her, scaring her shitless and causing her to scream along with dropping the phone. I watched with bored eyes as it fell onto the floor and broke. Oh well.