I can't see that you truly love me (A Mike Fuentes LS).

"Maria.... Wake up..." my eyes shot open when I heard his voice. "Tony!" I yelled, sitting up in my bed and latching onto him like my life depended on it. "Morning, Mari!" he replied, patting me on the back. Tony was the only one I ever allowed to call me 'Mari'. "Why are you here? I thought you were touring?" I asked, letting go of him as I climbed out of bed. "Yeah, I'm still on tour. We were in town and I decided to pay a visit to my favorite little sister. I've missed you so much." he stated, turning around and covering his eyes so I could get dressed. "Wait, does that mean..." I started, quickly pulling my shirt on as he turned back around. He nodded, a wide grin on his face. "They're here!?" I screamed, jumping up and down as he nodded again. I quickly ran past him, through my door then up the stairs. I slept in the basement, away from everyone else. I had begged my mother for her to let me sleep in the basement. It was so quiet and peaceful down there, there were a few cracks in the walls and such, but we were in a nice neighborhood. Every once in a while the neighborhood cat would find its way through one of the bigger cracks. As I opened the door at the top of the steps, I smiled as I saw everyone gathered around the kitchen table. "Vic! Mike! Jaime!" I screamed, jumping into a group hug. "Hey there, girly!" Vic stated, wrapping his arms around me. I gave him a big, wet kiss on the cheek, followed by the same with Mike and Jaime. "I've missed you guys so much!" I yelled, jumping in excitement once again. "We've all missed you more! Especially Tony. Luckily, we have about a week at the venue just up the street!" Jaime replied, being his usual, happy, jumpy self. "Only a week? That's not long enough!" I replied, crossing my arms. "That's alright, Mari. If mum and dad are fine with it, you can come with us for the rest of the tour." Tony stated, wrapping his arms around me once again. "R-really?" I asked. He pulled away, just enough that he could see my face and I could see his. He smiled, nodding again. "Are mum and dad awake?" I asked. It felt early, so they probably werent. But who knows. He shook his head, and I nodded. "Well, whaddya wanna do?" I asked, finally letting go of Tony. "Well..." Mike said, trailing off as he went into the livingroom, then out the front door. I shot the rest of the guys a confused look, and they just gave me a smile instead. I crossed my arms, knowing something was up. "Come into the livingroom." Tony stated as he walked into the living room, motioning for me to follow. I did as instructed, and followed him into the living room. Jaime and Vic followed close behind. We all sat down, then a few minutes later Mike came back in with a few boxes, wrapped in wrapping paper with turtles on it, some with Star Wars stuff, and some with Harry Potter wrapping paper. I giggled, looking at Jaime and Vic. "No special wrapping paper from you two?" I asked, crossing my arms. "No, no. There's more. Just WhiskeyHands there can't carry them all at once." Jaime stated. Mike sat the boxes down, then jogged back out the front door. A couple seconds later, he came back in, this time with wrapping paper with dinosaurs on it, along with a couple with fancy paper that had all three of the Pierce the Veil albums' cover art on it.. He sat down on the floor next to me, then picked up one of the boxes. "I think you could probably guess who this one's from." he stated, handing me a box with Harry Potter on it. I giggled. "Thanks, Mike." I replied, ripping the paper. They always brought me cool stuff back from tour. I opened the box, and my face immediately lit up as I took at what was inside. "Thanks, Mike!" I stated, wrapping my arms around his neck. "What is it?" I heard a sleepy voice say from the hallway. I let go of Mike and turned my head, only to see my mother standing in the doorway, her hair messy and a cup of coffee in her hand. "Mike got me a Harry Potter wand." I stated, holding up the wand. We were both obsessed with Harry Potter. Him a little bit more than me, but he knew I liked it so he always got me harry potter stuff. Everything else I got was pretty cool too; some band shirts from Vic, including Pierce the Veil, Of Mice & Men, All Time Low and La Dispute. I also got a few stuffed Turtle plushies from Tony, a life-sized ninja turtle, some more Harry Potter stuff from Mike, one of Jaime's old bass guitars that he didn't use anymore, some albums, and some necklaces and bracelets. "You guys didn't have to get me all this stuff." I stated, looking at Jaime's old bass. Jaime had taught me how to play bass when I was little. Mike had shown me how to play drums, and he told me that if he ever gets a new set of drums that I can have his old ones. "Well, we missed your birthday. We got all of this stuff to give to you then, but we couldn't make it down." Tony replied. "Well, thanks." I stated, giving him a big hug. "So, mom..." Tony started, trailing off as he looked to my mom, then down to his hands. "Yes, Tony?" she asked. "Can Mari, maybe... um, come on tour with us?" he asked, looking away from his hands and to her, only for a short second before looking away again. "Well, if your father is okay with it." she replied. I cringed as she said that. "He's not my father." me and Tony mumbled at the same time, which caused a short awkward silence. My mother let out a loud sigh before speaking again; "can't you guys just try to like him? I know it's hard to believe that your father is gone, but Roman(our step father) really likes you guys. Can't you just give him a chance?" she asked, raising her voice a bit. "Dammit, mom! I did give him a chance! He fucking hates me and Mari both!" Tony yelled, standing up from the chair he was sat in. "He doesn't hate either of you! You didn't even give him a chance! He made one mistake, Tony!" she screamed. I quickly got up off the floor and walk-ran to my room. I closed and locked the door, sitting on my bed and putting my knees to my chest. I could still hear the muffled screams of Tony and my mom. I hated it when they fought. I hated it when they talked about my step father. My step father hated me and Tony both. He convinced our mom that it was mine and Tony's fault. Our step father beat me when my mom wasn't around. He beat me once when he didn't know that Tony was behind him. Flashback: "R- um, dad? I'm gonna go out with a.. um, a friend." I said shyly. I wasn't "going out with a friend". I was going out to smoke again. I had stolen an entire pack of cigarettes from Mike who had visited the day before, and I ws planning to use them all. "No you're not." he replied. "Why not?" I asked. "You're not going out with a friend. You don't have any fucking friends. You're a loser, just like your father!" he yelled, standing up out of his chair. "My father wasn't a loser!" I yelled, starting to walk away. He grabbed onto my arm, pulling me to where I was standing before, then slapped me across the face. I screamed in pain, trying to pull away. "This is your fucking fault!" he yelled, pulling off his belt with one hand. I screamed as loud as I possibly could. I heard the door open, but I couldn't see past my dad and he didn't seem to hear it. He pulled his hand back with the belt, about to whack me with it like he always did. As soon as he pulled his hand back, I saw a familiar tattooed hand grab onto my fathers. My dad quickly turned his head, loosening his grip on me. I quickly pulled away, then ran to the other side of the room and hid in the corner. "You fucking prick!" I heard somone say, I could hear the anger in their voice.. I looked up only to see Tony throwing my father against the wall and punching him in the face multiple times. I saw the door open, and I tried to yell at Tony to stop. But I couldn't. I had lost my voice from screaming. I saw my mother fly through the door, running towards both of them and pulling Tony away. "What the hell are you doing!? Tony!" she yelled. I looked to Tony, and started crying even harder than I already was once I saw that he had a broken nose. "He was hitting Maria, I came in here and tried to stop him and he started hitting me!" My father yelled. "No I wasn't! He was hitting Mari! I couldn't just fucking stand there and watch him hurt my little sister!" Tony screamed, his eyes glossy like he wanted to cry. "Tony, don't lie! I know you hate your step father and you'd do anything to get rid of him!" my mother screamed. "He didn't!" I managed to get out, and they all turned to me. "Mari..." Tony started, walking towards me. I saw a single tear leave his eye as he bent down in front of me. "You're bleeding..." he said, taking his hand to wipe the blood off my face. I guess he had hit me hard enough to make me bleed. "Step away from the girl!" I heard somone yell. I looked, only to see a big police officer standing in the doorway, aiming a gun at Tony. He quickly put his hands up and stepped away from me. The police officer came closer, putting his gun away as he quickly grabbed his hand cuffs and pushed Tony to the ground, kneeling ontop of him. He grabbed onto his hands, wrapping the handcuffs around him. He got off of him, quickly grabbing onto him and forcefully lifting him off the ground. "You're going to jail, son. You'll have to be there for a week, and if you don't seem to be a threat to yourself or others, we'll let you free." the police officer stated. "Tony!" I yelled as they took him out the door. I used the rest of my strength to run towards him, wrapping my arms around him and holding on like my life depended on it. "Don't go." I cried, holding onto him tighter. "Mari, I have to go... I'll be back soon, okay? I'm gonna call Mike and you'll stay with him until I get out. I don't want you around our 'father'." he stated, bending down and kissing the top of my head before the police officer dragged him away. I fell to the ground on the cold, hard cement in front of our house. I was there crying until I heard a car in the driveway, followed by Mike helping me up and into the car. (I know that's not how a jail works with the whole "if you dont seem like a threat to yourself or others" thing but for the sake of the story ok ;c) -End of flashback- I quickly snapped out of my trance when I heard a knock on the door. I stood up from my bed and unlocked and opened it, only to see Mike standing on the other side. I still heard Tony and my mom yelling in the background. "Can I come in?" he asked. I nodded, walking back to the bed. He walked inside, closing and locking the door again before coming to sit with me. "You okay?" he asked, rubbing my back. I nodded. "I hate it when they fight." I managed to get out. He nodded. "I know how it feels." he replied. He put two of his fingers under my chin, forcing my head to lift up and look at him. "It'll be okay. Your mom said that you can't go with us, but you're coming anyways... so start packing, okay?" he stated, wiping the tears away with his thumb. I nodded, then he stood up to let me pack. He walked out of the door, locking it before he closed it. He knew I hated it when my door was unlocked. I went into my closet, grabbed my suitcase and started packing. Once I was done packing my closthes and other things, I sighed as I walked to my bed. I bit my lip as I lifted it up, reaching under it. I pulled out a pack of Pall Mall Red 100s, the same cigarettes from the night I was going to smoke the entire pack. I ended up saving them, and I had only smoked about 3 or 4 out of all of the cigarettes in the pack. I stuffed them under all of my clothes, then zipped up the suitcase. I listened for a minute, and when I realised I didn't hear yelling anymore I went upstairs. I peeked through the hallway, only to see that my mother was no longer there, and neither was Tony. I crept into the room. "W...where's Tony? And mum?" I asked. "Tony went outside to cool down a bit, and your mom stormed off and drove away." Vic stated. I nodded, walking out the front door.  I saw Tony pacing back and forth on the porch, and quickly shuffled over to him. I tapped on his side, causing him to jump a bit. "...hey." he said. I smiled. "So... will you and the guys maybe... stay here for the week? My room is big enough for all of you." I asked. He nodded. "But I'm not staying here when I'm not sleeping or just in your room. I'd hate to see your dad." he replied, and I nodded. "Can we go inside? It's cold out here." I asked after I noticed I was shivering. "Sure." he chuckled, wrapping an arm around me as we walked to the door. Once we got inside, we told all of the guys that we were staying here, then went down to my room to get everything where they wanted it. We spent about an hour getting everything how we wanted it. I heard a scratch on my door, followed by a little "meow". All of the guys turned to the door- except Tony, considering he knew who it was -confused looks on all their faces. I giggle, standing up and walking towards the door. "Guys, this is Tabby. She's the neighborhood cat." I stated as she walked inside. She rubbed her face on my leg, then as soon as she saw Tony ran towards him, leaping into his lap and immediately starting to purr. "I think she remembers you!" I stated, walking back to the bed and sitting next to Tony. "Hey Tabby!" Tony said, patting her on the back. After about another hour of playing with the cat, she decided to leave. "We should go get some dinner, guys. I'm hungry." Vic stated, rubbing his stomach. "Well, what good food places are there around here?" Tony asked, turning his head to my direction. "Well, there's a good chinese place up the street. It's walking distance from here." I stated, standing up off the bed. All of the guys nodded, then we climbed out of the basement window like I usually did, to avoid talking to or even seeing my mum or dad. "How far away is this place?" Jaime asked. "About 5 minutes." I replied, and he nodded. After about 5 minutes of walking there, plus a bit of skipping from me and Jaime, we were there. We got a table for 5, then went and sat down. We got our drinks; I got iced tea, Vic got pepsi, Jaime got fanta, Mike got root beer and Tony got water. After that, we went up to the buffet and piled food onto our plates. Poor Tony could barely eat anything they had, being that he was vegitarian and half of the stuff there was seafood. After an hour or two of stuffing our faces, we all finally sat back in our chairs. "That, was tasty." Vic stated, taking a sip of his pepsi. I nodded, looking at my phone. "How the hell is it already 9:30...?" I mumbled to myself. "Woah, we've gotta play tomorrow, we should probably be heading home." Mike stated, and we all nodded. "Carry me!" I whined, staring at Tony and lifting my arms. He chuckled, picking me up and carrying me bridal-style. "Damn you're light." he stated. I giggled, letting my head hang to everything was upside down. Once we got home, we all climbed in through the window, then walked into my room. Tony tossed me on the bed, then went to his suitcase to change. "There's a bathroom right there." I stated, pointing to the bathroom as he grabbed his PJ's. They all took turns changing, then got comfy. Luckilly, we still had Tony's old bed, and lucky for us it was in the basement. Mike got to the bed first, so he was sleeping on Tony's old one, Tony was sleeping in my bed with me, Jaime was gonna take the cushions on the back of the couch and lay them on the floor, and Vic was gonna sleep on the couch. I climbed into my bed followed by Tony doing the same. I curled up into a ball, trying to control my shivering. You'd think I'd be used to the freezing cold that was the basement by now. "Cold?" Tony asked. I nodded, and he opened his arms. I scoot closer to him, and he wrapped his arms around me. I rolled over so I wasn't facing him, still curled into a ball. It was awkward considering I was cuddling with my brother, but I was freezing and honestly didn't care. I closed my eyes, letting out a loud sigh before I slowly drifted off into dream land.

A/N: Alright, so, I know that you only have to be 18 to move out without permission or whatever, but for the sake of the story, ok? ;-;