Vic's POV
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For the longest time, I had been afraid that I wouldn't amount to anything. That I would be a virgin, staying in my parent's basement because I couldn't find a job. I was scared that I'd go to college and would be something that I didn't want to be.
But none of those things happened. Everything turned out fine. I found people who truly care about me, and I have no reason to want to end my life. For all I know, my life has just begun.
Standing side-stage, last night of tour, hearing the fans chant PTV, made me feel appreciated. I wasn't nervous. I was eager to go and play for them with my heart and soul. I tightened my grip on the mic in my hand and we all got the signal to go on stage.
The fans were deafening, but it was something I'd grown used to. I grinned at the crowd and pushed some of my hair out of my eyes.
"How's everyone doing tonight?" I said into my mic, pushing my guitar to the side of my body for a second. I listened to the crowd scream. "That's good, 'cause I'm fucking fantastic!" I glanced to my right to see Jaime on his riser. I glanced to my left to see Tony, and I knew behind me was Mike. This was my life. I lived it. This is what I woke up and did for a living. "This song's called Bulls In The Bronx, everybody on your fucking feet!" Mike started on the drums, and that cued the rest of us to start. I opened my mouth, my hands flying over my guitar. The crowd was completely lost in the music.
When we got to the Spanish guitar. breakdown, I clapped my hands along with the beat.
"Sing it with me! Please, don't take this out on me, cause you're the only thing that's keeping me alive, and I don't wanna wait for the down-set date cause, I would rather end it all tonight, and if I mean anything to you, I'm sorry but I made up my mind!"
This was probably the best performance of that song since it'd come out. The crowd was electric, how could I have ever wanted to give up all of this? I stepped from my mic as the intro to the next song started up. I went over to Jaime and gave him a quick kiss.
"Love you." I whispered to him. He smiled at me, his dimples flashing.
"Love ya, too." He whispered back to me. I went back to my own mic. This was my life, and I couldn't be happier with it.
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A/N: This, is the end. Aww, I'm quite sad, but it's okay, either tomorrow or later today, there will be another story. I'm thinking a jalex, but that could change. Anyhoo, thanks for reading and voting and all your comments. This has been fun. So thank you all.
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