TW: SAD AND DEPRESSING CONTENT.
Vikk's POV
As i sit at my desk, editing like always, i keep hitting my wrist off my desk causing pain.
Yes, it is exactly what it sounds like.
It's been about 2 or 3 months since i have started.
All the boys know, due to me crying out in pain when i raged and smashed my arm on my desk.
It didn't faze me from doing it again though, I knew they didn't really care.
At least that's what i thought. They would tell me they cared but they didn't really seem sincere.
Other than Simon, he would always check up on me and clean my cuts, shit like that.
I continue editing trying not to hit my arm on my desk.
Yesterday, i was streaming and the whole chat, even my subs, were sending hate due to me not acting quick on things and not being focused.
I stopped the stream, with my fans consent, and went and did a few cuts.
Like i said, i wasn't all that focused so when i had dragged the blade across my skin i had been pushing pretty hard.
Simon had found out and freaked on me. Not like in a mean way but he did get mad and the told the others.
Since then, i have been 'hiding' so to say, in my room editing or recording.
I had my headset on with music blasting through them.
I didn't even notice when Simon walked into my room until he tapped my shoulder.
I didn't respond in anyway, i just kept editing and listening to music.
He put his hand over top of my hand that was placed on the mouse.
I sighed and saved everything, pausing my music and taking my headset off.
"What?" I sigh, turning around to face him.
"Could we talk for a moment?" He says, moving his hand.
"Yeah sure." I say getting up and sitting on my bed with him like we'd normally do.
Other than Simon, i haven't talked to anyone in a while.
Face-to-face at least, i still talk to Lachlan through Skype.
I kinda just pushed everyone away once they found out in case they hated me.
"About yesterday..." He trails off. "I don't wanna talk about it Si." I said with a small sigh.
"Vikk please." He said applying pressure under my jaw.
I faced him and stared into his eyes.
"Look, Vikk. I just don't want to have to bury my best friend 6ft under." He said, slight simmer in his eyes.
The thought of him saying that made my heart break.
"I-it's a habit Simon. It's hard to stop." I say, pulling my knees closer to my chest.
"I'm not telling you to get over it in one night. Because i know that doing such is almost impossible. All I'm saying it to try to stop. If you still cut, I can't stop you but I will be there when you fall." He smiles sweetly putting a hand on my knee.
"You're lying. You are just gonna leave like the rest. Trust me, it always happens." I sigh.
"Yeah? Where have i been for the past...Hmm.. 4 years? Right where i am now. I'm not gonna leave Vikky." He says, pulling me into his lap.
"A-are you sure?" I stutter.
"Yes. I'd do anything for you Vikk. You know this. If i had to travel across the world then i would. If i had to drop everything I was doing to make sure you are okay, I would." He smiles, turning me so i face him.
"Would you?" I whisper. "Yeah" He smiles.
I didn't even notice that we both started to lean in.
I push my lips onto his, him responding back quickly.
He pulled back after the warm and sweet kiss, pulling me into a tight hug.
"I promise, You won't have to bury me Si." I whisper into his hoodie.
"I hope not." He whispers back.
*2 Years Later*
Simon's POV
He promised. He had promised that i wouldn't have to.
But here i am, in a ghost town grave yard, burring my best friend.
It's not something that I would ever want to do, but sadly it has come to this.
Josh stood next to me, arm around my shoulder.
"It's all my fault." I whispered, tears in my eyes while staring at his polished grave.
"No it's not Si. Don't blame yourself." Josh whispered back, pulling me a bit closer.
"I could of helped him." I said again.
"And you did. Vikk loved you Si, he really did. You couldn't have changed his mind." Josh sighed, glancing over at me.
"Thank you Josh." I whispered hugging him. 'As always." He mumbles into my neck.
"Could i have a few alone?" I ask pulling away. He simply nodded and walked to his car.
I knelt down in front of his grave.
"I love you Vikk." I smile, tears now falling.
"I'll miss you." I whisper.
I kissed my hand and put it to the grave.
"Goodbye" I said, getting up and heading to the car.
He promised...
But i guess all promises are made to be Broken.
