*Tony's point of view*
I sit on my bed looking through old pictures of Faith. Abigail has taken on a lot of Faith's features. She has the body build, the height, the voice, the hair, the cheek bones, and the jaw bone. She's just as tan as Faith was to.
I remember the day she committed. Vic got a call from Austin and we left immediately. When we got here, Austin and Rachel were waiting here in the house with Abigail. Poor Abby was so confused. She kept asking "Why did those people take mommy away? Is mommy coming back? Is she okay? Why was mommy sleeping?"
None of us knew how to answer but we tried our best. She was only 5. How do you explain to a 5 year old that her mother just committed suicide?
After the day Faith kicked me out, I left Melissa alone. We never talked again. I was going to try and prove to Faith that I could be faithful but we had tour and then she passed away. Mike, gosh, I think Mike took it hardest. Vic really didn't cry. He just punched things and cursed at the sky. Mike full out cried, punched things, yelled at nothing, shut down and didn't talk to anybody for at least six months. I, well, I had to be there for Abigail. I basically had to be there for Vic and Mike also. Jaime helped out with them. He'd stay with them while I watched Abigail. I want to say I was there for Abigail through it all but I wasn't. She actually went and stayed with the Fuentes' for about three months. It gave me time to get my shit together and mourn over my lost, loved one.
When she did come back, she had grown up a little bit. She started looking more and more like Faith everyday. It got so bad, I had to send her to stay with my mom.
When she finally turned 10, she understood that her mom was gone and not coming back. It hurt because, before she realized and understood, she'd ask "When's mommy coming home? Where's mommy? Is she getting better?". She kinda shut down also. She wouldn't leave her room for long periods of time and she wouldn't talk to me. Her grades in school kinda dropped and she just crumbled. She finally rebuilt her walls and brought her grades up.
The band has kinda died down a little and we don't make as much music anymore. I have Abby to watch now and I need to be here for her. I haven't exactly, been in a relationship since Faith. I don't feel it's at all right, right now. I'll wait until Abby is older and out of the house.
I miss the days when Faith was here. She always seemed to brighten my days and made everything better. Our fans respected us and let us be. We'd be able to actually go to meet and greets and not be told "I'm sorry for your loss" or ask what happened. It was nice. They're very considerate kids.
Abby has had some troubles with some of the fans though. When she was just 13, some kids showed up at her band concert and beat her up in the changing rooms. That same year, some guys stopped her in the streets and told her all sorts of things ranging from 'your mom deserved die', 'go follow your mother's foot steps and kill yourself', or 'you're fat, ugly, and a whore. Go kill yourself you're worthless'. She seems strong on the outside, but naturally she's frail. She needs to be watched and taken care of.
Ever since her and Thomas have been friends, she's changed. She used to wear skirts and shorts to school but it all changed when she was 11. She would wear skinny jeans, long sleeved shirts, and jackets to school. It was always dark clothes. No trace of anything that had bright colours on it.
Me, Vic, and Mike will always fear that she'll turn to self harm and suicide. Faith always said she wanted Abby to live a happy, carefree life and as far as I know, Abby has been living that life.
I just want my baby girl to be okay. I want her to be able to come to me and talk to me. She's never talked to me. I just feel bad about it.
*Abigail's point of view*
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