After Vic and I had that short..........er........discussion, not many more words were said as I led him to the restroom, carefully helping him rinse away the blood from his knuckles that he swore didn't need to be wrapped. They honestly did.
So here we are, stuck in painful silence as I dab his cheek lightly with a rag where the cut was located.He hissed in pain when it came in contact with the open wound, causing me to flinch and pull away. "I'm sorry," I spoke quietly. "I'll try and be more gentle."
"No, don't worry about it," he said as I slowly brought the rag back in contact with his skin. "I'm fine, you just keep on doing what you're doing."
I bit my lip lightly as I nodded, continuing what I was doing before, but this time being a little more gentle than before. "Thank you, Vic," I whispered out of nowhere.
"For what?" He asked silently, trying to keep his voice low so the guys can sleep as we spoke. "It was obvious Mike's the one who deserves to be thanked-"
"I already thanked Mike," I spoke.
"Oh, then why are you thanking me?"
"I'm thanking you for.........I don't know.....caring? You care more for me than anyone has in my whole life. My whole life. That's a long time," I answered. "And I guess after seeing what you did tonight, and how you reacted..............it showed me how much you'd go through for me, and trust me, I'd do the same for you."
"Well then," he said, looking directly into my eyes then giving a very faint, spilt second smile. "You're welcome."
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"I don't think I'll ever understand why the hell I'm having these visions of you speaking to me," I said to Vic as we both laid together in his bunk, facing one another. I had just explained that I was having weird moments lately where I would zone out and he'd be speaking to me. I really was, and it was getting a little strange. I mean, don't get me wrong, I love seeing Vic as much as possible, but not exactly like this since I'm quite aware this is all my mind playing tricks on me. The scary thing is, he's so wise and practically tells me the future, except I never understand what he means because he words everything so differently. He leaves me guessing.
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Make Me a Promise here Tonight // Vic Fuentes ✘
FanfictionThis story is inspired by something that I found on tumblr. I honestly have no idea whether that really happened. (99% of this story is fiction) ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ I made him a promise four years ago that I'd never cut again.... He remembered me four years la...