Means of Despair

9: Let's try this again?

Vic and I sat on his bed, looking out the window as we heard Vic's mother break the news to his younger brother. 

We could hear everything, from the screaming to the accusations.  We sat there silently through it all. I was scared to try and hold Vic. 

When it all ended with the slamming of a door, we sat there. I was scared and shocked. We were silent for a moment when Vic gasped and started crying. He ran to his desk, pulling out a pen and putting it to his arm. 

"Vic stop!" I said, running to him and taking his pen. I threw it onto his desk and pulled him to my chest. 

"I don't like it when they yell. It's the one thing I didn't miss."

"Everyone has fights Vic. 

"We haven't," he said and he looked up at me. 

—— 

Vic and  were laying in his bed. We were watching some stupid show on tv. He leaned really close to my face and kissed me. I kissed back. 

We pulled apart and Vic giggled. "I love you."

"I love you too." 

Mike came into the room. 

"Mi-" 

"Dad's not coming back Vic" 

"I know Mikey. I know" 

"Then why are you so happy?! You just sit her and cuddle with your boyfriend! It's like you don't even care!"

Vic's face scrunched up and his hands went to his ears.

"So now you care?!" 

"No.no.no.no." he whispered as tears fell from his eyes and he sat up. 

"Wow Vic. Wow-"

"Mike stop! Somethings wrong!" I shouted, rubbing vic's back soothingly as he started screaming. 

His mom called 911 and I watched as he was rushed to the hospital. 

A/N: THIS BOOK IS ALMOST OVER. Theres only like 3-4 chapters left.