Picking Up The Pieces {COMPLETED} (A Vic Fuentes Fanfiction)

If These Demons Keep Falling From The Sky

If These Demons Keep Falling From The Sky.

Holly's POV

Once we arrived back home, unsurprisingly, our dad began shouting at us; that was all he ever seemed to be doing. "Why don't you two ever listen!? We said you couldn't go out and what have you done! You went out and wasted your money on more crap that you're never going to use! I won't have it anymore! Both of you upstairs, now! And go to your own rooms. From now on you two aren't going to spend as much time together!" he yelled into our faces, mine in particular. "That's not fair! He's my brother, you can't keep me away from my own flesh and blood!" I screamed in response, and I regretted it a little because within seconds my face was stinging as I hit the floor, but I wasn't going to put up with being separated from the one person who cared for me. "You Bastard! How dare you hit her! You have no right to do that, she was just standing up for herself for once, you can't treat her like crap! She's your daughter, not your punching bag!" Austin yelled with pure anger before rushing over to my side to check I was okay. I was on the edge of crying before the rest of the 'family' came running in to see what was going on, and no matter how much my mum seemed to hate me, she still helped me up and tended to the bruising that was slowly appearing on my face; Austin never left my side and I was thankful for that, he truly was my hero.

I was sat in my room as always, staring into the mirror. I hated myself more than anyone if I was completely honest. My reflection was terrible, I'm way too pale, I'm too short, I'm not skinny enough and worst of all, I'm not good enough. This was a daily thing to do, look in the mirror and pick out every single one of my flaws, which to me was literally everything. Suddenly my phone started vibrating over on my chest of drawers, and I knew there was only one person it could be, because there was only one person who would text me.
-Hey, fancy sneaking out? They can't keep us locked away, we're old enough to make our own decisions. And I'm proud of you for sticking up for yourself, I'm just sorry you got hurt doing so. Love you
-Yes please! and thanks, don't think I'll be doing it anytime soon again though:/ and its fine, I don't feel it much anyway. Love you too Austin
Well, it was time to sneak out I guess...

Austin's POV
(From the beginning of this part again)

We were standing on the doorstep, barely even stepped in yet and Ray was already yelling at us. I didn't pay much attention to what he was screaming, but then something happened that I hadn't seen in ages. Holly was standing up to him, this hadn't happened in at least a year maybe? "Thats not fair! He's my brother, you can't keep me away from my own flesh and blood!" she screamed; Finally! I was about to join in the argument when I saw his hand make contact with her face. That fucking prick hit her! I swear I was going to murder him! "You Bastard! How dare you hit her! You have no right to do that she was just standing up for herself for once, you can't treat her like crap she's your daughter, not your punching bag!" I yelled, not bothering to hold back my anger before I realised Holly was still on the floor, holding her face as tears threatened to spill from her eyes. At that moment, our mum came rushing in and helped her off the polished floor and walked her to the kitchen, and I stuck by her side the whole time.

Once our mum finished helping Holly, she smiled and walked off. I could have sworn if she wasn't with Ray she would have been the perfect parent, but it was his influence, he just went around corrupting everyone's minds. I wonder if life around here would have been the same without him. Could we have all lived like one large happy family? Would mum actually act like she gave two shits about us as well as the other children in the house? I honestly believed she would have been a much nicer parent without Ray, but anyone would be much better off without Ray. Sometimes I wonder if the other kids like him, or they just don't want to end up like us. Abused and hated by everyone.

I walked her upstairs and left her in her room, however much I hated the idea of leaving her due to past experiences. I had been sitting in my room and quite frankly I was in a rebellious mood, but when wasn't I in this house? I sent a text to Holly, asking her if she wanted to go out, or, sneak out was a better way to put it.
-Yes please! and thanks, don't think I'll be doing it anytime soon again though:/ and its fine, I don't feel much pain anyway. Love you too Austin
Yes! It was time to go and collect my sister from her dark, poster-covered room and get her out of this hell hole! I knew where I could take her, it used to be her favourite place growing up, in fact I'm pretty sure it still was her favourite place, beside her bedroom that is.

Vic's POV

It had only been a couple of hours since I saw that girl, and I couldn't stop thinking about her. I thought about holding her close to my chest as I listened to her steady breathing, stroking her long dark hair, and just looking after her in general. "Oi, Victor!" Jaime screamed from the other end of the tour bus that we were sorting out, ready for whenever we started touring again; we were basically just emptying it from our last tour that ended rather recently. "What is it! What happened?" I called back, hoping I could just go back to my thoughts. "Are you coming with us? We're going for a ride on our boards" he screamed back, and I was taking any opportunity I could to get out and find that girl, if that were even possible this late at night, or even at all for that matter.

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Sorry these are short, they do get longer.
Title Credit; Props and Mayhem by Pierce the Veil
Listening to; Backseat Serenade by All Time Low