Floral&Fading(PTV fanfic)*Completed*

Fifteen

Mike's POV

I woke Scarlett up at around eight and we got dressed leaving the house at around nine. We bought some Starbucks on the way and I had put in some my chemical romance so Scarlett could hear them since she only knows their very known song 'teenagers'

Making it to Disneyland by 11:30, it was already pretty packed so finding a parking spot took longer then I thought it would but once I found one, we got out and headed towards the entrance.
"Wait. Go over there and let me take a photo" I told my niece and I pulled out my phone to take a photo. She smiled and walked ahead and then stopped about fifty feet away from me allowing me to take it. I then handed my phone to one of the employees and ran up to her so I can have a photo of us two together. I then took my phone and thanked him walking off towards the entrance.

As we waited in line for the first ride, I decided to go on Instagram and post the photo of me and Scarlett.
@ptvmike: Disneyland today with this little lady @izzyfuentes
Since AP posted something about Vic having a kid-they can never keep quite- the fans found out about her so I always post photos of me and my niece together. They're usually at Vic's house or something seeing as we barely go anywhere but today we are and I felt like posting.

As the day went on, fans stopped us and asked for photos/autographs, we ate, took photos with some characters that were walking around and ended the day with watching fireworks like they always do at 9:30.
While we were driving back, Scarlett had fallen asleep so I drove back to 'my' place and left her in the car while I ran upstairs to grab her bag since she had left everything packed from the night before and ran back out getting in and driving to my brothers.

When I got there she was still sleeping so I called Vic down and he brought her bag while I carried her up the stairs to his apartment. I laid her in her bed and kissed her forehead before closing the door and walking back to the living room to chat with Vic for a little while.

Scarlett's POV

I woke up and looked at the bed side table to see it was 10:45. How did I get in my bed? I was in Mike's car. I'm taken away from the questions when I hear mike talking. So I must've gotten here not too long ago.

"I'm sure you're just saying this because you're drunk" Mike told someone.
"Have you ever heard of a drunk mans words are a sober mans thoughts bro?" It was Vic. So it was just them two I'm assuming.
"If you think your own daughter is a burden then you're a dick"
"If she wasn't coming home tonight Danielle could've came over but nope. She had to come"
"I could've stayed with her" Mike said raising his voice
"I don't wanna give you my problems Mike"
"She isn't a problem. You're a problem. You've been acting like a dick ever since Scarlett came into our lives and you need to drop this fucking act. It's sickening"
"Oh look at mister big boy using fight words" Vic slurred/cooed.
"You need to grow up. You're 31 Vic. She lost her mother and she needs a father. You're the only one that can fill that spot"
"I'm still young. I have my life to live but I have a kid I have to drag with me everywhere I go. That's why Rachel was good. She stayed with the brat while I went out" Vic explained. I whipped away the tears that were falling and tried to block out the sound by putting on music but Eminem's mockingbird came on and it made me cry harder.
"You went out to get drunk. To forget about the past and shit" Mike told his brother.
"Only a few more years till she's 18. Then she's out of here and I can go back to living my own life again. With Danielle"
"You just met this bitch! You promised me that you'd change for the better. Change for your daughter and you dumped your girlfriend, started drinking, started seeing this chick and now you're telling me your own child is a burden?! You have some fucking balls" Mike screamed. My breathing became heavy and the fighting brought me back to my mom fighting with one of her ex's all the time growing up.
"Don't you dare talk about Danielle like that" Vic defended.
"If only you defended your child like you defend the ginger we wouldn't have this problem" and then I heard the door slam. I knew I was alone with Vic and I didn't want to see him right now.

I jumped off my bed and ran to my dresser where I pulled out Vic's antidepressants that I stole from the bathroom a few days ago.
I heard footsteps coming closer to my room so I fought the bottle cap to open and the second my door was opened I had already downed multiple pills making Vic scream and run over to me.
"Spit it out! Spit them out Scarlett! Please!" He yelled trying to pry my mouth open. I shook my head and pushed him away, swallowing the pills dry and feeling a slight buzz. I grabbed the spilt pills on the floor quickly but Vic knocked them out of my hands making me scream.
"Leave me alone! I want to die!" I yelled through my tears. He pulled me into his arms and stroked my hair.
"No you don't" but I nodded.
"Y-yes I d-do" I slurred, becoming very dizzy.
"I don't wanna live anymore" I whispered.
"I don't wanna live in a world that I'm hated Vic. I wanna be happy"
"You are not hated darling"
"I am" I slowly began closing my eyes because I was feeling really tired and in seconds, everything became black.

Vic's POV

Her eyes rolled back and I began smacking her cheek lightly to see if any movement would happen. Nothing.
"Come on. Wake up. Wake up dammit" I said in a stern whisper.
"Come on Scarlett. Do it for me. Wake the fuck up" it wasn't working. This was bad. I set her on the ground and pulled out my phone dialling my best friend.

"Hey you've reached Jaime Preciado. Sorry I can't answer your call right now but-" I hung up. That fucker isn't answering. Tony!
I scrolled through my contacts to find him and when I did, I pressed call and he thankfully answered after three rings.
"Hello?"
"Tone? It's Vic. I need your help. I'm drunk, Scarlett is on the verge of dying and I need your help" I rambled.
"You're what? She's what?" He asked scared.
"Just-just get here!"
"On my way" and I hung up. I threw my phone across the floor and checked for a pulse. It was fading. Come on Tony. Hury.
"You're gonna be okay baby. I promise okay?" I whispered to Scarlett's knocked out body laying in front of me.

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Dun dun dun
Can someone say dramatic?
Did you guys see that coming? I hope not.
How do you think Vic is gonna change? For real this time?
Do you think he actually meant what he said to Mike about his daughter?
If you guys couldn't tell, I based Scarlett's POV off one of my favourite movies cyberbully. The scene where she attempts suicide and her mom catches her.
Let me know what you thought about this!
And I'm sorry for being a dick guys :)