Is this what you call a family? (Vic Fuentes love story)*Completed*

Twenty nine

*I'm skipping Tay's pregnancy so it's April 2012 and she's about 8 months*

Vic's POV

I was laying in bed with Tay and Alex both sleeping. Tay was on her side and Alex was half on me and his legs were on Tay's hip bone. It was 2am and I couldn't sleep so me and the guys were in a group chat talking about the most random shit and sending super old photos we found of each other which is a con when your brother is in the same band as you.
My phone buzzed in my hand and it was an email so I opened it. I've never seen this email before so I opened it.

'Hi Vic.
We know you don't know us but we're hoping you remember our friend Olivia Penpraze who went to all of your shows each time you boys came here to Australia.
Liv recently attempted suicide and was put in the hospital and on life support. It wasn't working so they had to cut it off. She died on Wednesday (April 4th) and her funeral was today.
She was a huge fan of you guys. Always talking about how you guys saved her in her darkest moments and how your lyrics gave her hope. For the past few years she's attempted every May, on the 1st but this year she couldn't hold on. She never said anything about this but we thought you might want to check our her last video on her Tumblr.
We're sorry if we bothered you Vic we just wanted to let you know.'

And attached to it were photos of her and us boys plus the link to her last video. I clicked the first link and it was her goodbye video. I had to pause it every few seconds so I couldn't cry.
"If I mean anything to you, I'm sorry" she said. I couldn't watch anymore of it. So I got out of Tumblr and set my phone down.
It kept buzzing so I looked down to see who it was. The boys.

Ptv chat

JP: I think Vic fell asleep. Ha I win!
MF: dude I'm still here
TP: so am I loser
MF: turtle's got a potty mouth
TP: it's not a potty mouth. Potty mouth is bitch shit fuck dick :p
JP: Jesus
Me: no I'm here. I was reading an email
JP: from who?
Me: I'll tell u guys tmrw. I'm not in the mood
MF: bro don't do that what's wrong¿
Me: tmrw. Good night boys

I set my phone down and closed my eyes trying to keep the tears from escaping.

I woke up to an empty bed but i heard talking downstairs so I grabbed my pyjama pants and slid them on dragging my body down the steps to be met with my brother and Alysha.
"Morning babe" Tay said once she saw me. I waved and went into the kitchen to make myself coffee.
"What happened last night?" I heard my brother ask. I tried to ignore him. Maybe all this wasn't real. Maybe is was just imagining it ever happened. I never got that email, Olivia never died, nothing happened.

"Vic?" I said nothing
"Vic! Answer me!" Mike yelled slamming the fridge door shut. I looked at him and his face softened.
"What happened last night" I set my mug down and set my elbows on the counter rubbing my temples.
"Do you remember that fan from Australia who had gotten without you there is no me on her wrist? Her name was Olivia Penpraze" I said. It took him a few seconds.
"The name sounds really familiar. Why?"
"She uh. She committed suicide April 4th" I said quietly.
"Ho-how'd you find out?" He asked
"Her friends emailed me last night. They sent me a link to her goodbye video and attached photos of us and her" he stayed quite.
"Oh" he said after a few minutes. I nodded.
"Have you watched the video yet?" I shook my head.
"I can't bare myself to watch it all Not yet at least. Mike she was a beautiful 16 year old who kept repeating that she was ugly and worthless. It broke my heart to see that. To know she felt so much pain she had to take her own life" my voice cracked at the end.
"Vic please calm down"
"It hurts. It hurts to know I couldn't stop it" I whispered knowing if I spoke louder, it'll crack again.
"I know it hurts. She was just a fan and you're in pain. That shows how close we are with the kids. I can only imagine what her family is going through. Why? because I almost lost you when you were younger. Having to visit you in a hospital room and then at a fucking mental house for three months" his voice cracked too.
"But you don't get it Mike. I'm here and alive yeah whatever but this girl. This beautiful girl isn't coming back now" I told him.
"What you need is coffee and to listen to music" he said giving me my mug.

I took it and walked downstairs to the basement. I set my mug down on Mike's drum and just sat in front of it thinking. No music, nothing. Complete silence.
'If I mean anything to you I'm sorry' it kept repeating in my head. In her voice.
After a few minutes of just looking at the band's logo on my brother's drum I got up and grabbed a piece of paper and a pencil. At first I started drawing random shit like cartoons to lighten up my mood but it led to words.

'Please, don't take this out on me,
'Cause you're the only thing that's keeping me alive'

'I don't wanna wait for the down-set date
'Cause I would rather end it all tonight'

'if I mean anything to you,
I'm sorry, but I've made up my mind.'

I sent the paper aside sat there but I soon grabbed another piece of paper and started writing hoping it would somehow all make sense.

'I've been having this dream that we can fly,
So darling, close your eyes.
'Cause you're about to miss everything '

'I really hope you enjoy the show,
Because for me, it's just a bad day.'

'I bite my fingernails to bone'

Should I leave that there? That's just one of my bad habits. I erased it but then thought about it and rewrote it again. This isn't helping. What am I doing? I grabbed my phone and decided to go on Twitter because usually there's idiots who make me laugh. The second I'm on, Alysha tagged Taylor and I in something. That wasn't something stupid but usually when I come on, I'll just see dumb shit.

@alyshanett: baby Fuentes on its way in just a couple weeks. Can't wait! @taylorcole @piercethevic

And it was a photo of Alysha's hand on Taylor's bump. We haven't told the fans what we were having yet because we wanted it to be a surprise.
"Vic, Mike and Ally are leaving come say goodbye" Tay called I got up and walked up the stairs to say bye to them.
"Send me the photo and link alright bro?" I nodded and then they left.
"What happened? And don't say nothing because I know when you're upset. I see it in your eyes" Tay said. I just looked at her and she opened up her arms for me to hug her. If it wasn't for her 8 month pregnant bump I would've gave her the tightest hug ever but I don't want to risk anything with baby Fuentes.
"Do I have to tell you right now or can it wait till after I'm done something?"
"It can wait but I still wanna know what's bugging my husband" I nodded and walked back down stairs.

Taylor's POV

Vic came up stairs about two hours with paper in his hands. He sat down and handed them to me.
"This is all I've done in two hours. Fuck" he groaned. I looked at the papers. One had a drawing of a house that looked as if you touched it with your pinkie, it would fall and a ghost figure was on top of it.
"Vic this is amazing why are you so mad?" I asked him.
"No I like the drawing. It's the words. I've been trying to get my mind off it with writing a song or something but I've made up the weirdest sentences" I pulled paper from behind it to the front and looked at the lyrics. They weren't bad, he just needed to write around these sentences. I looked at him then back to the paper but back at him.
"What the hell Vic!" I yelled grabbing his arm.
"It's not what I looks like I swear. My arm was itchy so I kept scratching it" I explained yanking it back. One red line went across his left arm and it broke my heart. Yes it was just one but after not seeing them for years, and then to see one on his arm again hurt. It hurt to know he was this heartbroken.
"Why don't I believe you" he stayed quite.
"V-Vic?"
"Because it's not the truth. Tay I swear it was just in the moment. I was stressed and frustrated and upset and yeah" I leaned in his side and he wrapped his arm around me.
"Never again Victor. Please" I whispered. He rubbed my arm and held me tightly.
"I won't Tay. I promise"
"Good"

"I'll be back. I'm gonna go pick up Alex. You sir go put something on that" I told him getting up from the couch.
"Yes ma'am" he got up too and just as I finished putting on my shoes, he wrapped his arms around me holding my stomach.
"I love you mama Fuentes"
"I love your mom too. She's such a sweet lady" I said removing his arms and turning around to face him smiling.
"I'll be back" I said again.
"Have I ever told you grey sweatpants and a black tank top looks really sexy on you"
"I look like a hippo don't lie to me" I said before leaving. I got into my car and headed to Alex's school to pick him up.

And here is Bulls In The Bronx. I based it off what I heard from interviews. Fans messaged him, gave the link to her goodbye video, attached photos of them with her. Everything else was created with my own mind so I don't know how he took it. I know that he was hurt a lot by it but only him and the boys know how he really felt.